Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Humph!"

"Flattery!"

The eight-tailed fox snorted coldly, turned around, obviously not wanting to have any communication with the cunning guy in front of him.

It's not that I'm afraid of playing with my brain, but I just think it's disgusting.

"Thank you Lord Demon Lord for your compliment!" Facing the taunt from the eight-tailed fox, the old white ape accepted it with a smile and thanked him loudly.

For a while, the eight-tailed fox's face became more and more ugly.

"The fifth battle, no matter what you do, it can't be worse than Ji Hong's record."

"understand?"

The eight-tailed fox stared at the other demon master, and spoke coldly.

The demon master was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at Ji Hong in the distance, thinking about Ji Hong's fighting power, he felt a little guilty.

I... I guess I'm going to do my best.

However, the demon masters who can be favored by the eight-tailed fox all have their own merits.

After confirming the current situation, it didn't say anything more, but its eyes became more and more fierce, and finally nodded fiercely: "I will."

"it is good."

"Since that's the case, let's start the fifth battle."

"After this battle, an all-out attack will take place."

"The human race... has no cards to play."

The aura of the eight-tailed fox also condensed to the peak at this moment, chuckled lightly, stared at the direction of Zhenyaoguan, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"This king seems to have seen the despair and helplessness in their eyes when they faced my monster army."

"But this king is kind..."

It didn't continue talking, but narrowed its eyes slightly, with a sharp light in their eyes.

At midnight, the fifth round of offense started.

……

"woke up?"

Yu Sheng opened his eyes weakly, immediately put his hands on his waist, touched the sword hilt, ignored the pain in his body, tensed his muscles, and tried to sit up.

"Oh, you're safe now."

In the darkness, Sun Yingxiong walked from a distance with his hands behind his back. Seeing Yu Sheng's subconscious defensive posture, he couldn't help but sigh, with some complicated emotions in his eyes.

After carefully identifying the sound, Yu Sheng's muscles gradually recovered and he stopped moving, but his hand seemed to have no strength, and he was still resting on the hilt of the sword.

"Your action will save tens of thousands of people in the human race."

"If you talk about it bigger, it will even affect the pattern between the human race and the demon realm."

"I'm on behalf of the human race...thank you."

Sun Yingxiong took two steps back and bowed slightly in the direction of Yu Sheng.

The master of the Mo Pavilion, Jiujue of the human race, saluted for the human race.

No matter which one it is, it is a great honor for a young man, but anyone who is passionate and middle school will fall into an excited mood at this time.

But Yu Sheng's expression didn't change from the beginning to the end.

He just tilted his head hard, looked at Sun Yingxiong, his tone was calm, and his voice was a little hoarse due to his weakness: "I didn't think about saving the human race, this is just a deal."

"Employer gives money, I work hard."

"That's all."

"If I accept your acknowledgment, next time... you guys should not give me any money."

Although his body is weak, Yu Sheng's eyes are still clear.

Looking at Yu Sheng's serious face, Sun Yingxiong was taken aback for a moment, then couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, walked to Yu Sheng's side, lay side by side with him, and looked at the starry sky above.

The fly in the ointment is that the sound of war and chaos in the distance seems to be vaguely heard.

"The starry sky in the Demon Realm is so beautiful..."

"If it weren't for the war ahead, we wouldn't be able to lie quietly on the plain and look at the night sky."

Sun Yingxiong suddenly said something inexplicable.

Yu Sheng didn't respond, but just looked at the night sky in the same way, the stars were shining, and the moonlight was soft, swaying and falling.

"There is actually a locked door in everyone's heart."

"In this door, all the past events that I don't want to recall, don't want to share, and even I can't bear to look back are hidden."

"Everyone is holding the key of this door tightly, even wishing that this door will never be opened again."

"But... when we fall into confusion and chaos one day, if we look back and maybe read the story inside that door again, we will be relieved."

Sun Yingxiong's tone was soft, and there was a little loneliness in it.

"A week ago, my son died."

Sun Yingxiong paused for a moment, and then spoke again, still in that calm tone, but there was an unconcealable sadness in it.

Yu Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head and glanced at the old man beside him.

Sun Yingxiong still looked at the sky intently: "Hehe, can you believe that at that time, I was among the beasts and witnessed everything with my own eyes."

"Even if I only need to make a move, even if it's just a light palm, I can save him."

"But I can only watch."

"In this battle, no matter what, Jiujue can't move."

"Without the nine senses and the demon god's absence, the outcome of the war is controllable, but after I take action...even I can't predict the outcome."

"At that time, the old man thought... what was the plan for being promoted to Jiujue?"

"If I'm still Bajue, or the Pavilion Master of the Mo Pavilion, this old man will risk his life, and I will rush forward, either to rescue my son, or...to die together."

"At least that's it, no regrets."

Sun Yingxiong's voice was hoarse, and his palms trembled slightly, as if he was suppressing a certain emotion in his heart.

He didn't continue talking.

Yu Sheng seemed to want to say something comfortingly, but after thinking about it for a long time, he finally remained silent.

He couldn't empathize with this emotion, and he didn't even know how much pain he had to bear.

but...

If it was time, or if Zhao Zicheng and the others died in front of him, and he could only watch, he would probably be very sad.

"Old people often say that after death, people will turn into stars and pay attention to us silently in the sky."

"I think now... at least he won't be tired anymore."

After a long time, Sun Yingxiong smiled freely and whispered softly, this old man has always been the strongest backing of the human race, bringing confidence to countless human races.

Only at this moment...it seemed so fragile, more like an ordinary father.