Once upon a time there was a demon pass

Zhenyao Pass.

Chu Yu sat quietly on the chair, and the veins of the formations under his feet were already covered with dust.

She held a book in her hand, flipping it gently from time to time.

The soldiers around who are obviously less than the other three passes always try not to make too much noise when they are busy.

When they turned around inadvertently and looked at Chu Yu, all that was revealed in their eyes was the purest concern.

"Old Chu, everything is ready."

Cong Yunfeng came to Chu Yu and spoke softly.

Chu Yu put down the book, raised his head under the rising sun, looked at Cong Yunfeng, and finally nodded slightly: "You have worked hard."

"I can't even help you carry supplies..."

Looking at the formation under his feet, Chu Yu's voice was slightly low, and his tone was full of self-blame.

Seeing the guilty look of the girl in front of him, Cong Yunfeng didn't even know what to say for a while.

The gray hair, the slightly wrinkled cheeks...

For a moment, Cong Yunfeng fell into silence.

"what should I do?"

She looked at Cong Yunfeng apologetically and asked, "Sorry, I don't quite understand."

"According to the procedure, you need to report to Mr. Zhong."

"But Mr. Zhong has already retired, and he will report to Mr. Sun instead."

Cong Yunfeng came back to his senses and reminded.

"Thank you."

Chu Yu nodded slightly, found Sun Yingxiong's phone number, and dialed it.

After a few seconds, the call is answered.

"Hello."

"The Zhenyao Pass is ready."

"Um..."

"Everyone worked very hard, very hard."

After thinking about it, Chu Yu added two more sentences.

"Bones cast the foundation, blood stains the walls."

"Thousands of heroic souls, rest in peace in the city."

"Suppressing monsters, what is suppressed is the road of the demon clan, and what is suppressed is the heart of the human race."

"Shut up, the human race is here."

"We wait..."

"pay tribute!"

"Shen Yao Pass!"

Sun Yingxiong's old voice was powerful and resolute.

"willing..."

"Everyone, peace!"

"May you... be safe too."

Chu Yu held the phone silently, and for some reason, her heart beat violently at this moment.

She raised her head subconsciously, and looked at the figures of Zhen Yaoguan, and they happened to be looking over at this moment.

Their eyes are clear, simple, but full of firmness.

"This scenery..."

"Meet your expectations..."

Chu Yu recovered, and said softly to the phone: "Thank you."

The phone hangs up.

Chu Yu slowly stood up from the chair, watched Zhen Yao shut the figures, with a peaceful smile on his face, and waved lightly: "You...you have to work hard!"

"come on!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Can you laugh and stop being so rude!"

"That's right, don't scare Mr. Chu!"

A group of reserve soldiers laughed, cursed, and got busy again.

And Chu Yu looked at these busy figures, watching seriously, as if he wanted to keep this scene firmly in his mind and heart.

After a long time, he took a deep breath, sat, and kept sketching on the drawing board.

Sunrise, crowds, labor...

This scene is so warm and so touching.

Just looking at it gives me peace of mind.

"Looking at the mountains is the mountains..."

"A person is a person."

"May the years be quiet and the mountains and rivers be safe."

"I won't let Zhenyao pass, something happens in my hands..."

"must!"

"Chu Yu, come on!"

Chu Yu murmured softly, clenched his fists, and waved them in mid-air, cheering for himself.

"May war..."

"It will end in our generation..."

"The Town Demon Pass..."

"Fightable."

……

"Old Zhong!"

"How long will you be away from Jiujue?"

Yu Mo looked at the documents, frowned deeply, picked up the mobile phone on the table, called Zhong Yushu and asked.

deep mountains.

Zhong Yushu listened to the intermittent voice of the mobile phone, and frowned deeper than Yu Mo: "Ah?"

"What do you say?"

"You want to buy me a drink?"

"I can't hear you clearly!"

"Bad signal!"

"It's a bit far from Zhenyao Pass, intermittently!"

Zhong Yushu got up, walked around in place, and shouted at the top of his voice.

And when the sound came to Yu Mo's phone, there was only electricity left.

"..."

Hearing the sound of electric current, the corners of Yu Mo's mouth twitched slightly.

"never mind."

The phone hangs up.

There are some accidents that often catch even his brains by surprise.

"Mr. Sun, it's inconvenient for me to go to the Mo Pavilion now, and it will easily bring bad influence to the Mo Pavilion. Can I trouble you to come?"

Yu Mo called Sun Yingxiong again.

"it is good."

Sun Yingxiong just replied and hung up the phone.

Yu Mo, on the other hand, turned around and fell into contemplation as he looked at the map of the outskirts of the Demon Territory drawn by the sages who sacrificed their lives in the Demon Territory.

"The chessboard has been set up, but you have been waiting for me for so long?"

"In that case..."

"I'll just play with you, so what."

Yu Mo looked at the map and whispered softly.

He casually picked up a pen on the map and threw it out. The tip of the pen stuck straight into the 'swamp'.

"You are careful to maintain the swamp pond for many years..."

"I don't know if I will feel distressed after being abolished."

"Just treat it as a fight between you and me, and I'll give you a...meeting gift."

Yu Mo's voice was full of coldness.

"what's up?"

In less than 10 minutes, Sun Yingxiong appeared in Yu Mo's office very quickly.

"Old Sun, how far are you from entering Jiujue, this road?"

Yu Mo looked at Sun Yingxiong and asked seriously.

Sun Yingxiong didn't speak immediately, but fell into deep thought.

"It's just one step."

"Anytime."

After a long time, Sun Yingxiong said slowly: "At this time, don't spread the word."

"Old Sun, you hid...very deeply."

"Is it for Mo Ge?"

Even Yu Mo didn't expect this news, he raised his head in shock and looked at Sun Yingxiong.

Sun Yingxiong smiled shyly: "Hehe, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning..."

(Thank you for your rewards, I was too embarrassed to be lazy, so I just gritted my teeth and wrote six chapters. It’s really tiring... Stop donating, I can’t stand it anymore, I feel like three chapters, four chapters slip It’s good to write, sincerely.)