Once upon a time there was a demon pass

For the misery shown by Zongren, for the rest of his life, Shi Shi didn't feel much.

Or in their thinking, there are only living and dead people.

At least Zongren is still alive.

When Shi Shi asked that mouth, he didn't mean to overflow with sympathy, but simply asked if it was related to the mission.

Not to mention how many times they have seen this kind of tragic situation on the verge of life and death, they have experienced it many times, and it is already difficult to make their hearts stir again.

Zong Ren's vision gradually became blurred, and he looked at the street in the distance, but he was already clenching his teeth and crawling on the ground.

"Soon...soon..."

"You won't... you won't let me die..."

"Right now, you should be in a corner somewhere, admiring my... my miserable state..."

"When the desire in your heart is satisfied, then... you will save me."

"Then...then I'll show you how miserable it is."

The flesh on his legs had been worn away in many places, and the nails on his fingers for digging in the dirt had disappeared.

But Zongren was still muttering to himself, even if he was unconscious.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Zongren no longer has the value of struggling, but Zongren himself knows what his goal is!

It's just that he missed it...

"Time, elder sister, aunt, ancestor, please look at the remote control!"

Yu Mo was still sitting alone in the backyard, bent down, his face was almost pressed against the camera, and he kept mumbling.

but...

No matter how he gestured, Time did not give any response.

"Your cameras are all installed, so it won't work if you have a voice function?"

"Is the funding so short?"

"What the hell!"

Yu Mo couldn't help cursing, the sky had gradually turned dark at this time, if Shi Shi and the two of them remained silent, Zong Ren might really die outside.

There are still several death jobs waiting for Zongren to do!

If he hangs up now, the loss outweighs the gain!

Cannon fodder is easy to find. Cannon fodder who has brains, courage, and is ruthless to oneself is so rare.

Who knows how long Yu Mo has been planning for such a cannon fodder.

"senior!"

"senior!!!"

In the end, Yu Mo yelled helplessly. Under the howling wind, Yu Mo tightened his clothes.

"Ok?"

The figure of the Confucian scholar appeared next to Yu Mo almost instantly, looking at Yu Mo with questioning eyes.

Yu Mo took a deep breath and smiled: "Senior, there is incense!"

"Waicheng, the guy whose leg you just healed, take a look and bring him back."

"If you're seriously injured, as long as your life is not in danger, you don't need to be rescued, just bring it back."

"He is most grateful to you only when he was saved by you when he was most desperate, helpless and painful."

"The incense at that time was also the most vigorous."

Yu Mo's tone was very sincere, and he looked at the Confucian scholar and said seriously.

The Confucian scholar's eyes were bright, and he was a little excited: "Yes, when you are about to die, you want to live the most!"

"The most desperate, the most helpless..."

The Confucian scholar was still chanting, but his voice had disappeared in place.

Yu Mo sighed quietly: "Sure enough, my damn wisdom..."

"No, I should let him push me back to the room first."

"hiss..."

"Why is it so cold at night in Sin City?"

"I didn't even take a blanket, what a crime!"

As he spoke, Yu Mo couldn't help hugging his shoulders, his body trembling, and he no longer had the wise look just now.

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As Zongren became weaker and weaker, several people who were the weakest in the outer city and were almost on the verge of starving to death at any time looked at him with green eyes.

Like a vulture, waiting excitedly.

Waiting for the moment when Zongren dies.

Zong Ren's broken arm had no more strength at this time, and he fell to the ground in such a state of embarrassment, panting heavily.

And behind him was a scarlet road.

"Why... why don't you come..."

"Did my value.. run out?"

"no, I can not!"

"I must have missed...somewhere..."

When he was dying, Zongren lay on the ground, looking at the night sky above his head, and muttering to himself.

His expression became more and more dazed, and he wanted to close his eyes several times, but he opened them stubbornly and did not fall asleep.

"Yu Mo!"

"I...I don't want to..."

Zong Ren's eyes were a little red, and he wanted to yell into the sky, but what he said sounded like a mosquito.

Perhaps, everything should be over.

At the last moment of his life, a thin figure appeared in Zong Ren's mind for some reason.

"install..."

His pale lips forced a smile, but soon, An An's figure dissipated, replaced by his stubborn gaze: "I...I can't die..."

"I still want to become stronger, I... I want to stand on top of this... world."

"It's just the people who slaughtered two villages... that's all..."

"As long as you become stronger, kill this... this world... so what..."

Zong Ren's eyes once again burst out with endless vitality, as if returning to the light, he crawled forward again.

Even the flesh and blood have been worn away, exposing the stubble.

But he seemed to be unconscious, still crawling hard.

until...

"what?"

"Hey, Yu Mo really didn't lie to me. This person really likes pain and enjoys torture."

Standing in front of Zongren, the Confucian scholar looked at the wriggling...'person', and couldn't help muttering to himself with a curious look on his face.

He slowly squatted down and observed carefully.

And Zong Ren also raised his head with great effort, looked at the figure in front of him with blurred vision, tried hard to distinguish the voice, and finally completely let go of the breath in his heart.

he knows...

He won't die.

Zong Ren fainted heavily on the ground, and his life kept passing.

"Is this considered to be on the verge of life and death..."

"It doesn't feel like despair."

The Confucian scholar looked at Zongren with annoyed expression, and kept muttering in his mouth.