Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"I said this because I don't want you to make selfless devotion to the human race, sacrifice your life for righteousness, etc. It's just that when people are sad, they always want to talk to the people around them."

Sun Yingxiong reluctantly looked away from the night sky, breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and looked at Yu Sheng.

"Everyone will have their own ideas in their hearts, and they cannot be forced, but you are not as rational as you have shown."

"If it's true as you said, why did you give me all the two ten thousand poisonous fruits before fainting?"

"Among them, Moge only paid one piece."

"So sometimes, you know what you're doing, you just don't want to admit it, don't you?"

"The door in other people's hearts seals their own memories; but the door in your heart seals... yourself."

"Perhaps... you can actually try to open that door and walk out."

"Because this door has been opened a gap by your own hands."

"have a good rest."

With that said, Sun Yingxiong gradually went away, no longer disturbing Yu Sheng, or in other words, leaving Yu Sheng a space for self-thinking.

Yu Sheng still lay flat on the grassland, looking at the starry sky.

The starry sky tonight is extraordinarily beautiful.

He was a little silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Heroes...don't live long."

"Let's treat all of this as a transaction."

"It's fair to collect money and save people."

"I don't need other people's gratitude, praise, maybe... just do something for Teacher Liu."

Yu Sheng muttered to himself, the feeling of fatigue struck again, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

As for the mumbling before going to bed, he didn't know whether it was for himself, or for that...an old man who was obsessed with eavesdropping.

"Heroes don't live long..."

"The old man has lived a long time, but he is still doing well."

"What a stubborn little guy."

Sun Yingxiong sat on a tree, leaning his back on the trunk, shook his head with a smile, and looked at the night sky again in rapt attention.

The breeze blew across the plain, taking away that touch of sadness.

……

"Little!"

Zhao Zicheng roared and rushed forward.

Lin Xiaoxiao stopped in tacit understanding when she heard the voice, and jumped up from Dabai.

Zhao Zicheng shuttled through the middle, with sandbags at the front.

Lin Xiaoxiao and Dabai split into two directions and launched a surprise attack on the fifth-level monster.

The sharp claws of the monster were firmly stopped by the sandbag, Lin Xiaoxiao penetrated with his spear, and Dabai bit the monster's leg.

In the distance, after losing Artest's protection, Mu Yu could only keep shuttling among the crowd, not daring to stay in one place for too long, taking advantage of this short opportunity, he quickly sketched on Mu Yu.

Accompanied by the surge of black air, wounds appeared on the monster's body surface.

As if Zhao Zicheng had expected it, he used the sandbag as a hammer, and crazily smashed the wounds of the monster beast.

For a while, the blood flow continued.

The monster roared again and again, its ferocity increased sharply, and it wanted to resist.

But the black air permeated again, and a scar appeared on its neck, and finally fell powerlessly to the ground, losing its vital signs.

"call..."

"What a tough guy."

"Small, flank!"

After continuous fighting, Zhao Zicheng's face was pale, and the old wound on his arm burst open again, and blood flowed down his arm.

He just shook it lightly, and his eyes fell aside.

A monster swooped down, biting a soldier.

Following Zhao Zicheng's reminder, Lin Xiaoxiao directly threw the spear in his hand and intercepted the monster for a second.

Dabai jumped out almost simultaneously, extremely fast, his tail ruthlessly swept the monster's waist.

In the next second, the figure changed.

Lin Xiaoxiao appeared on Dabai's back out of nowhere, holding the long spear that fell from the air again in his hands.

The monster was furious, its pupils were blood red, it roared and stretched out its sharp claws, and slapped Lin Xiaoxiao.

But Lin Xiaoxiao didn't seem to see it, and still launched an attack, completely in the posture of risking his life.

At the critical moment, Zhao Zicheng finally arrived and blocked the monster's attack, while Lin Xiaoxiao's spear pierced the monster's heart.

A handful of blood mist.

The monster fell to the ground in despair.

The entire process took no more than three seconds, and both the tacit understanding in the battle and the sense of trust between the few people had reached their peak.

Lin Xiaoxiao never doubted what Zhao Zicheng would do if he couldn't stop him.

Zhao Zicheng also did not worry about the possibility that Lin Xiaoxiao would not be able to kill the monster with one shot, causing the monster to go berserk and seriously injuring himself.

In the distance, Mu Yu, who had already condensed a skill, looked at this scene, hit the skill in another place, and kept recovering energy while holding a demon crystal.

The soldier who was rescued didn't even have time to express his gratitude, so he threw himself into another battle circle.

War is like that.

A moment of slack may become the reason for his own death.

Stupidly standing there, sincerely expressing gratitude, will only be attacked by other monsters and die.

It's only done on TV.

This fifth round of attack was extremely long and lasted the entire night.

It wasn't until dawn that the beast tide gradually receded.

Zhao Zicheng seemed to have stepped out of the blood. His face, hands, and his clothes were all bright red. The strong smell of blood was clearly audible.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and fell heavily to the ground, his entire right arm completely unconscious.

Lin Xiaoxiao's custom-made long spear had also been broken, several wounds on Dabai's body were still bleeding, her face was pale, she raised her bloody right arm, and gently stroked Dabai's cheek.

Only Mu Yu seemed to be in good condition, at least there was no injury on his body.

But within a few days, the energy was continuously exhausted and recovered.

This kind of long-term wear and tear, coupled with the frequent release of skills, has made his brain a mess, with a splitting headache, as if it would explode at any time.

"Either...or we won't leave..."

"Fight to the end... at the last moment, fight to the death vigorously..."

"The three heroes of the Mo Academy...maybe...can still read textbooks."

"It seems...it seems to be good..."

Zhao Zicheng grinned his teeth in pain, but he was still giggling, making people want to punch him.