Once upon a time there was a demon pass

Mexico City.

After these students entered the Shenxu, Yu Mo had already returned to the light group and sat in the office.

"By the way, when will you resign?"

"I'm the deputy team leader, it's embarrassing."

Chu Huai was also sitting in Yu Mo's office, leaning on a chair, fiddling with a coin in boredom, muttering.

Since Yu Mo came back, all the documents he had piled up into mountains were taken over by Yu Mo.

He also became free from being busy.

Yu Mo only entrusted him with one task: "Continue to track down the hunting soul, and try to catch another bunch!"

But now, the clues about hunting souls are almost broken, and the hostages in his hand have also passed their timeliness.

Hunting Soul is not a fool. After discovering that these people were arrested, he moved his position long ago and cut off all the online and offline lines.

Let him catch the hunting soul's tail in this situation, it's better to say...

Yu Mo has left him in limbo.

"You might as well change the question and ask me when I will die, which is more appropriate."

Yu Mo put down the pen in his hand, raised his head, looked at Chu Huai, and smiled.

Chu Huai couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "There's no need to be so desperate, besides, don't you just want to deliberately idle me now, and put me in a position that is not particularly conspicuous, so that it is convenient for follow-up arrangements?"

"Whether it's whitewashing me, or using my hidden identity to manipulate something secretly."

"But I left Sin City just for the sake of the scenery."

"Whether it's a hero that everyone admires, or a lunatic that everyone despises, at least... people must pay attention to me."

"In Sin City, I have kept a low profile for long enough, so for the rest of my life, I will stand in front of the eyes of countless people and let them pay attention to my every move!"

Chu Huai looked very frank, sitting on a chair with his legs still on the desk, and said lightly.

Yu Mo looked at Chu Huai, paused for a moment, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I like to be opponents with smart people, but I don't like to be partners with smart people. At least... you have no choice but to take charge of the light group."

"It has nothing to do with character, background, or interests."

"You still lack a lot."

After speaking, Yu Mo lost the interest in continuing to chat with Chu Huai, lowered his head again, concentrated on the official documents in front of him, and signed names one after another with a blank expression.

Chu Huai stared at Yu Mo, not knowing what he was thinking. After a long time, the corner of his mouth smiled again: "So, catch the hunting soul?"

He got up a little bit uninterestedly, stretched his waist, and the moment he walked out of Yu Mo's office, he returned to the appearance of a modest gentleman, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, with the breath of a superior, and he was very polite to everyone passing by. , all friendly, smiling and nodding.

All in all, in the past two months, Chu Huai has become the headquarters of the light group, the most popular one.

If Yu Mo suddenly drank water and choked to death, and the group voted internally to be the group leader, Chu Huai would definitely be elected as the group leader with a lot of votes.

As for the other people who came out of Sin City, they disappeared from the public's sight. No one knew where they went. He gradually forgot his own memory.

……

Demon domain.

Taohuatan.

"The eight-tailed fox is not quite right recently."

The old white ape is sitting on a tree, and peach blossoms are falling from it, beautiful and beautiful.

But it frowned deeply, as if thinking about something.

"The eight-tailed fox seems to follow a policy of gentleness, but it is soft with strength, so any actions that violate its interests will be countered by it without knowing it."

"But recently, I've been jumping up and down the Tianqiong stream, jumping so hard, according to the eight-tailed fox's temper, I can't hold it anymore, so I made a move."

"But...it looks very honest."

"too weird!"

As he said that, the old white ape shook his head and whispered softly: "It was taken away by someone?"

"It shouldn't be..."

"Or is it that an expert appeared behind it, teaching it to learn to endure, so that it can respond to all changes without change?"

"It's not reasonable either."

"The only remaining possibility is that the eight-tailed fox is planning something, and it has reached a critical moment."

"In this case, it doesn't even have the energy to distract me, or fear that I will affect its plan."

"What is more important than its ridiculous 'dignity'?"

The old white ape leaned against the tree trunk, kept thinking, slowly closed his eyes, breathing in the fragrance of peach blossoms in the field, as if falling asleep.

Ji Hong sat by the stream, fiddling with the tea set, made himself a cup of tea, and took a sip.

"What is this thing, is it important?"

Ji Hong spoke lightly.

The old white ape still kept his eyes closed, but there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "Yes, it's really not important."

"What we need is to cut through the mess quickly when it has no time to take care of us. In this vault of heaven, we can cultivate our own forces and gain a firm foothold."

"When it is free to attack us, it depends on whether it dares to attack us or not."

"Hehe, so, our first step..."

The old white ape's voice paused, and he took down a gourd from his waist. The moment he opened it, the aroma of peach blossom wine quickly permeated the air.

"The Black Flood Dragon King."

"The Black Flood Dragon King."

The two said the name almost at the same time!

The Black Flood Dragon King, the demon king they had cooperated with and betrayed.

But in the business field, especially when it concerns one's own life, all grievances and grievances have become unimportant.

As long as the interests of each other have the same starting point, there is nothing, and the grudges cannot be wiped out with a smile.