Since passing through the Black Pine Forest, Wunun has become silent.

Although I still felt extremely disliked when I saw Asura, when I looked at Asura again, my eyes were filled with fear.

If we only look at identity, Asura is only a junior after all. Even if Wunun feels dissatisfied, he will not care too much about Asura.

After all, everyone is a creature from the same camp, and many things have their own goals.

Different opinions and different horizons are just their own personal affairs after all. This emotion and thought cannot be brought into the responsibilities they should bear, but is what they should do now.

After sitting in the position of the general of the demon clan for so many years, Wuzui has any emotions and thoughts, but he can only protect the overall situation at all times and prevent his own mood from being affected.

That's what I did before.

In the future, I will continue to persevere.

After Asura pointed out that there were strong enemies around him, Wuzui was particularly careful. No matter what happened, as long as there was any slightest movement, Wuzui had to get nervous.

Even though I don’t know what kind of creature is following me, since Wei Tiange was killed by Mo Wujie, Wuzui couldn’t help but feel a little fear in his heart.

Originally, even a row of creatures standing on the top of the pyramid on the battlefield of gods and demons could be killed directly as long as the method was used properly. Moreover, the stronger the existence of Wei Tiange, the more ruthless the methods used by the strong enemy would be, and even the more miserable they would fall in the end,,,,,,

Therefore, Wu Zui has been careful now.

It’s not because of being innocent, I was afraid of death. I once came step by step from the battlefield. I have long been afraid of life and death, and I have always held a martyrdom for death at any time.

But as long as you can still live, who will dislike your longevity?

Along the way, Wunin felt that he had never been so worried.

Sometimes when you see a spiritual beast on the roadside, Wuniao must be careful to keep an eye on it for a long time to ensure that it is not a illusion of a practitioner, and that it is intended to be detrimental to his own creatures.

Even Wuzui only felt that he was a little bit full of soldiers now. Even if he saw the most ordinary people and scattered soldiers in the human race, he felt that the other party seemed to have something to do with him.

This situation directly made Asura feel a little surprised.

Grandma, why does this matter feel more and more wrong?

In the current situation, Wuzui is like an old hen protecting his cubs, seemingly paying attention to the surrounding environment at any time. However, Asura himself feels like a little chicken protected by an old hen under his wings. He is obviously the most ordinary creature passing by, but he can make Wuzui nervous for a long time.

Asura has not opposed this kind of act of innocence.

Moreover, Asura has not only reminded Wuzui once or twice, but Wuzui was so nervous all the way, but the soldiers in the entire team became a little nervous.

In the end, even Asura was lazy and said more about Wunui, so everything was left to Wunui.

Anyway, all this is not a bad thing for me.

As long as Wunin is happy and no longer shys his face to see him along the way, Asura feels that he should burn the incense. After all, since he entered the battlefield of gods and demons, these top leaders of the demon clan have never given him a good face.

I walked and stopped along the way, but it was still early before the agreed time, so I was not in a hurry to rush.

From time to time, when encountering a place that can be beaten on the road, Wushu and his group will check the surrounding situation and actively deploy defenses. Then they will rest for a while before continuing to rush on the road. It is like they are just trying to travel around the mountains and rivers, but there is a desolate scene everywhere in the human area, but it has nothing to do with the beautiful scenery.,,,,,,

Among the human race, all the people seen were pale and thin.

However, everyone's eyes were filled with an indescribable brightness. Even if the environment they lived was very hard and poor, they were full of fighting spirit.

On this day, Wuzui and his group were playing in a tea shed and stayed for a while.

"Mom, I want to marry Yang Wenjun." A crisp voice sounded, as if very firm.

Wu Jue and others who were resting in the tea shop were shocked at the same time. Now it seems that whenever they hear Yang Wenjun's name, they seem to have a psychological shadow. Especially in the battle in the border town, the demons were killed 700,000 at one time, which caused the gods to attack the demons. Yang Wenjun's feeling in the hearts of all demons was no less than a kind of inhumane devil. At this time, I heard someone say such words, how to keep Wu Jue and others from being shocked,,,,,,,

"Okay, when you grow up, I will let you marry Yang Wenjun." His voice was doting and very gentle.

However, Wuzui and others' faces turned dark and turned into a bottom of the pot.

The one who spoke was the owner of the tea shop. The one who said he wanted to marry Yang Wenjun was just a teenage child. Now the child looked serious, as if he could really marry Yang Wenjun,,,,,,

"Son, why did you marry Yang Wenjun!"

The woman spoke without restraint and was only concerned about teasing her children. She didn't know that these words were taboos in the eyes of some existences. However, they were just women and young children, and no one would care too much about them,,,,,,,,

"Because Yang Wenjun is a hero of the female race. My father said that Yang Wenjun is the hope for the rise of the human race. If each of us can be as fearless as Yang Wenjun, we can stand up in the blue sky and sun, and be a human being." The child looked serious: "Dad also said, 'Give a child like Mo Qingkui, if there is a daughter, it should be Yang Wenjun'. I will also be a person like Mo Qingkui in the future and marry Yang Wenjun."

Wunin's face was darker and darker.

You, this child's words are so arrogant. The child's father must be no ordinary person, otherwise he would never be able to say such bold words.

However, having children should be like Mo Qingqi, and having a daughter should be Yang Wenjun, and these words are true.

Whether it is Mo Qingkuang or Yang Wenjun, they are definitely striking figures on the battlefield of gods and demons. Even though they are still young, they can't breathe.

That courage alone makes people convinced.

"Mom, you said, Dad went to the front line to fight, when will he come back?" The child was full of innocence: "Do you think Dad would sit in the general's position and beat those demons and monsters together with Yang Wenjun?"

"Yes." The woman touched the child's head with a doting smile on her face.

However, Wunin's face became darker and darker.

Even when he looked at this pair of ignorant mother and son, a different meaning flashed in his eyes. A trace of brightness in his eyes had already shocked Wuzui.

People living at the bottom of the human race are always concerned about war. Even if they are just a child, they still have the unyielding intention of fighting for the human race.

This has never happened in an era when everyone laughed and had no intention of making a fool of themselves.

And Yang Wenjun really has this almost magical magic?

Even in the hearts of all human races, have they planted an unyielding heart? Even if it is just a child, he has been determined to defeat the demons and monsters on the battlefield of gods and demons since childhood?

What's even more terrifying is that this is just a microcosm of the human race, and what I see is just the tip of the iceberg.

In a corner that I never knew and never saw before, how many people have held the same hope as this child and have begun to set their ambition to fight for the human race since childhood?

This kind of thinking is terrible.

Even at some times, once this terrible thought begins to sprout, it will be directly transmitted like mushrooms after a rain.

In the end, the impact was profound.

"Yang Wenjun is indeed an amazing person. It is better to teach people how to fish than to teach people how to fish. She made this idea a normal state in the hearts of all human races, and eventually all human races will become the most fearless warrior in the world." Wuzui sighed: "It's a pity that such a person is not the creature of our demon race after all. Otherwise, even if I asked me to give up the position of general, I would never say a word."

"It's amazing." Asura nodded slightly: "In the past few decades, I have been fighting Yang Wenjun with him for less than a hundred times. Even if it is a conspiracy or any aspect, I have not obtained any advantage. In my heart, even if Mo Qingkuai is, I may not be able to get any advantage in Yang Wenjun's hands."

The more the two of them talked, the more they felt that Yang Wenjun became more and more terrifying.

Whether it is innocent or Asura, they are all extremely conceited people.

But if they want to make them reach the point of Yang Wenjun, they are somewhat self-aware.

"It seems that it is no accident that Yang Wenjun can turn the human race into the current ironclad piece." Wuzui shook his head slightly: "If there is a choice, I am afraid that no one will be willing to face Yang Wenjun."

The old man in blue shirt looked at the mirror in front of him, and a hint of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

Although he could not see through the human boy who had a spirit of bad luck, he could not see clearly the past of any other creature.

Even if the old man in blue shirt wants to know something, as long as he thinks about it, he can hide anything from his eyes.

Since the beginning of the battlefield of gods and demons, the old man in green has directly entered the battlefield of gods and demons and has always existed on the battlefield of gods and demons in another way.

As the incarnation of the Heavenly Way, it naturally surpasses all sentient beings in the world.

Especially on this battlefield of gods and demons, there are almost no creatures who can be considered strong.

Even the creatures standing at the top of the battlefield of gods and demons are not even considered ants in the eyes of the old man in the green shirt. As long as he has not stepped into the Immortal King Realm, as long as he has not taken the last step, he has not even the qualification to let the old man in the green shirt take a look. Sometimes, even if he wants to be plotted, he must at least be qualified to be plotted.

The only thing that can make the old man in the green shirt feel that the blood of the creatures after death can be considered useful is that the blood of the creatures of various races can be considered useful.

As for the others, the old man in blue shirt could no longer think of other functions.

For countless years, I have been standing in the dark and shaking the wind and clouds, and from time to time I have brought some excuses to all races to take action. Then, in the melee of each race, the blood pool absorbs the blood of the undead and practices the origin to sacrifice to the heavenly way.

Countless years, unremarkable.

Everything is so peaceful.

It is so calm that people seem to have forgotten their existence, so calm that everything should not exist from beginning to end. It is so calm that everything is year after year, and there will never be any fresh surprises.

Even if the old man in blue shirt wanted a little accident to make this game interesting, I never had it.

Therefore, when the young man appeared in front of him with the spirit of doom, the old man in blue had some surprises for the first time, and seemed to smell a slight smell that could surprise him.

However, when Mu Wudao threw the human teenager into the blood pool, the old man in the green shirt was always paying attention to the movement of the blood pool. Even after the young man in the human teenager was thrown into the blood pool, in the heart of the old man in the green shirt, the unexpected situation was even bigger than that of the Demon Netherworld,,,,,,,,,,

However, the final result was beyond the expectations of the old man in blue.

Surprise turned into surprise.

The blood pool transformed from the boundless sea of ​​blood only dried up under his eyes. The blood pool that had accumulated countless years disappeared overnight.

In that case, even if the old man in blue shirt thought he had taken everything indifferently, he would still almost be autistic on the spot.

I'm just looking forward to a little surprise, but how come it turned into a scare in the end?

This was originally a little different from what I imagined, but even with the ability of the old man in Qingshi, he still couldn't figure out what method the other party used to escape the blood pool. Even the old man in Qingshi came forward to meet the extremely evil human boy, but in the end he almost suffered a great loss.

Looking at the world, there are definitely not many people who can make the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao suffer great losses.

Since the beginning of chaos, Hongmeng has transformed into the Tao, and the Tao of heaven has always transcended and overwhelmed all sentient beings in the world.

But this time, even if it was the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, it almost made me wrong. Although it would not pose any threat to me, it also made the situation beyond my controllable range.

So, the old man in blue set his sights on the human teenager.
To be continued...