"Is it so bold that I am still a persona?"

"That's right, it sounds nice. I really exiled Atae. I don't believe he can follow him?"

"Tsk, listen to him, do you know who that is? Sun Yingxiong's grandson, with the status of the leader of Moge, opened countless companies. He was so rich that he was a feather, but he was just to win over the hearts of the people.

One day I will take over Moge to prepare!”

"That's right, the world is as dark as crows, and these rich people don't have a good thing."

"Look at that Ah Tai, he is obviously a demon, hiding behind and pretending to be wronged. If the old senior hadn't spoken today, I would give him face, otherwise I would have killed him directly!"

"I went to Mocheng, I won't give us an explanation for this matter, it won't be over!"

In the words, there is a sarcastic spirit.

Looking at Sun Wen's figure, his eyes were filled with mockery.

Birds of a feather flock together, and creatures divide into groups.

This is the case in this world.

What most people want is just a result, for the concept that they adhere to since childhood and for the heroic souls that die for their elders.

I want to ask why?

If the statement given is right to your heart and right to the blood of the sages, they will leave.

If it's just a simple cover-up, then...no!

Ate will die.

It's that simple.

But there are also a small number of people whose eyes are red and bleeding.

Mo Academy, genius...

People who are always arrogant and cannot reach out to can be judged by them one day!

Even people from the demon realm do not need to be deceived or experimented, and they can easily transform themselves, or even transform them into demons... even more perfect than Atai.

They are looking forward to it.

We hope that after arriving in Mocheng, they will stand in front of countless media and the people, and angrily scold Atai for his evil deeds.

And this glorious image will spread throughout the country.

Become their great achievements!

Just thinking about it makes their blood boil.

Just like that, a long dragon composed of people followed Sun Wen and others, walking...

Go to Mocheng.

...

Mocheng.

"I will almost know about this."

"What should be come, almost all of them are here."

"But what I didn't expect most was that Aunt Xu actually came forward."

"It's still the scattered style back then."

Sun Yingxiong sat by the window, holding his cell phone in his hand, looking outside, feeling a little sigh.

A young man who looks over 20 years old is sitting in a wheelchair.

A blanket is covered at the knees.

Sitting next to Sun Yingxiong, smiling.

"Have you really thought about it?"

Seeing that the young man was not speaking, Sun Yingxiong could not sit still. He no longer pretended to be a paradise with a tense face, but looked at the young man and asked.

Qing Young nodded gently: "What if it is?"

Sun Yingxiong looked complicated and sighed: "I always feel like I'm playing a bit ruthlessly this time."

"Senior, times have changed."

"A generation of sages relied on their will."

"The second generation of sages guarding the city depends on faith."

"The development of the three generations of predecessors depends on inheritance."

“What about the fourth generation…”

"So what about the Five Generations..."

"I don't deny them, but in four or five generations, what I have experienced since childhood is peace."

"Maybe later, they also climbed to the Demon Suppression Pass and saw the situation clearly."

"But after all, there is still a sense of urgency in my heart."

“You see…”

Qing said young, although she was only over twenty years old, what she showed was the light of maturity and wisdom.

Push the wheelchair to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Looking at the crowd below.

"Look, they are so idle."

"I have even had the time and the mood to participate in things that have nothing to do with life and death."

"even..."

"Go to intrigue and pursue profits."

The young man's voice became lighter and softer, fiddling with his cell phone in his hand, watching one of them showing off, showing his presence, and slandering comments, he was a little dazzled.

"Times are changing, policies... must also change."

"Otherwise, I can only watch the more and more borers in the crowd, and eventually corrode the newly solid building and collapse."

"Mo Pavilion is just."

"This evil man, I am a disabled person, it's just right."

"After all... I am a descendant of Yu Yongyan."

"I can always be a playboy by my temperament."

The young man suddenly laughed.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the crowd outside the window.

But his smile was a little cold.

Sun Yingxiong sighed softly and finally fell into silence.

...

Ten Thousand Demon Forest.

Yu Sheng had a circle of gauze wrapped around his arms.

There is also a layer of green juice applied to it to isolate the smell of blood.

Even his face turned a little pale, and finally rushed into the forest of thousands of demons in the night.

Compared to that wasteland.

The peripheral area of ​​Wan Yao Forest is actually very quiet.

There are very few monsters.

Keep moving and moving forward.

Looking at a place similar to a village not far away, Yu Sheng's pace gradually slowed down.

The ears were moving gently.

Suddenly stopped.

On the tree about two hundred meters away, a white ape was hanging on the tree, with its tail hooked against the branches and its body shaking gently.

Closed my eyes and fell asleep.

Yu Sheng took a few steps back, bypassed the position of the white ape, and continued to grop in the village.

At the entrance of the village, two white apes were also standing, looking around with caution.

"Fifty meters..."

After visually measuring the distance from the village, Yu Sheng frowned slightly.
To be continued...