"Don't laugh, seriously!"
"Human Race War God, do you think she will be an ugly person?"
"Just like Qi Changshan, that old guy, even if he kills a few Demon God, he still can't be War God!"
Seeing Yuan Qingshan's disdainful eyes, Zhong Yushu sneered and said disdainfully.
In an instant, Yuan Qingshan nodded in agreement.
As long as Qi Changshan is ugly, he can say anything unconscionable.
"But later, I found out that was not the case."
"After logging in to Demon-Suppressing Pass, several classmates from our class came."
"We were bragging together and talking about how we would do in the future..."
"But the first war came unexpectedly. Not to mention the Bluetooth headsets, I don't know where I lost my chewing gum, and I haven't found it yet."
"It's just half an hour of fighting..."
"Those of my classmates are all dead."
Zhong Yushu was a little lost in thought and murmured to himself, "The death was so sudden, there was even one person, and the blood was splashed on my face, it was hot..."
"At that time, I was scared to death, let alone War God."
"Now that I think about it, I was able to survive because of just good luck."
"Later, I gradually gained experience and became much more comfortable in killing monsters, but at that time I was afraid of society..."
"Refuse to talk to anyone."
"I don't want to see people who are close to me die in front of me, without even leaving their bodies."
"With this mentality, I spent a whole year on Demon-Suppressing Pass."
"After that..."
"I started frantically looking for people to chat with. Those guys on Demon-Suppressing Pass all annoyed me and thought I talked too much. Some people said that I was mentally stimulated and that I was crazy. They suggested that I go down."
"Haha..."
"Actually, it was one day when I suddenly had an epiphany."
"I can't change the outcome..."
"Then simply, before they die, talk to them more, even if it's just a small talk, at least you won't have any regrets in your heart."
After one cigarette, Zhong Yushu lit another one. The smoke was faint and the air was filled with the unpleasant smell of tar.
But Yuan Qingshan acted very silent, just sitting next to Zhong Yushu without saying a word.
"Do you know why I suddenly changed my mind?"
"There used to be an uncle who always gave me his meat to eat when eating, but I didn't dare to talk to him until he died in front of me."
"At that time, I was thinking, even if I had just said a word to him... it would have been nice..."
"Later, marry a wife and have children..."
"The wife is dead... the son is dead..."
"Speaking of it, this is what life is all about."
"There are many things that I can't think about in detail."
"Just like these young people, they always need to face this and adjust their mentality."
"We are not saints, and we do not have the ability to protect them so that they do not have to suffer from war."
"Instead of thinking... if we do something, we can let them do whatever they want. It's better to think about... what else can we do with this old life."
"It is unrealistic to want to carry the entire Human Race on your back."
"In other words, our capabilities are not yet at this level."
"Think more liberally..."
Zhong Yushu sighed softly and flicked the ashes of his cigarette, "We have already experienced all kinds of pain and parting over the years. We must learn to face it and learn to be indifferent."
"My mother-in-law, when my son died..."
"I didn't even cry."
"The tears have long since dried up."
"The only thing left is to be kept until the day Demon Domain is destroyed. When I stand in front of the graves of the old guys and toast them, I will take it out and use it."
As he finished speaking, the cigarette happened to be exhausted.
Zhong Yushu stood up and stooped slightly. His face was old and his eyes were weathered. He could no longer see the appearance of War God. It was also hard to imagine how many partings this ordinary Old Man had experienced and how many Life and Death he had seen in the past decades.
Maybe...
This is where the name War God comes from.
No matter the strength, it is just a simple respect for a veteran.
He can be War God, and everyone can be War God.
"Maybe..."
"I stayed behind... for too long."
Looking at Zhong Yushu's leaving figure, Yuan Qingshan murmured to himself, and finally left silently under the moonlight.
Zhong Yushu returned to Mountain Summit, raised his head, looked up at the crescent moon in the sky, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Crescent moon, dark night..."
"It is better to kill people, set fire to them, and carry out sneak attacks."
"It's a good day."
"I hope Yu Sheng will not disappoint everyone."
"If this vote goes through, the fire of self-confidence in Human Race's heart may really be ignited."
"When we face Demon Clan again, our chances of winning will be much greater."
"The young people today... are much better than we were back then."
He was like a kind Old Man, smiling and talking to himself, but the sharpness in his eyes still silently revealed his War God identity.
Thousand-Li Demon Plain.
At this time, after Demon Plain has been baptized round after round by Demon Hunting Squad and Shi Guang, there is no longer any figure of the Demon Clan in the entire direction close to Demon-Suppressing Pass.
Yu Sheng slowly stopped, his body floated slightly in the air, and his face gradually revealed under the dim moonlight.
"Check weapons."
"Go to the toilet."
"Gather."
He thought for a moment and finally spoke seriously.
"Pavilion Master!"
The soldiers at the front were the first to recognize Yu Sheng's identity and let out an exclamation.
The teenagers in the back who couldn't see clearly Yu Sheng's face were equally shocked when they heard the words from the people in front.
"Check weapons, go to the toilet, gather..."
Yu Sheng frowned slightly and repeated what he just said again.
These soldiers regained their composure and completed Yu Sheng's instructions with some excitement.
Ink Pavilion Head...
Personally lead them into Demon Domain!
Even just thinking about this kind of thing makes me feel excited.
Today's Yu Sheng, in the entire Fifth Generation, is already that kind of faith-level figure.
Seventh Awakening, has made great achievements in battle, and even sits in the position of Ink Pavilion Head.
And he looks taciturn... very handsome!
The most important thing is that Yu Sheng can appear here, which shows that Ink Pavilion really agrees with them, and everything he said before is true.
If you just want them to be cannon fodder, Ink Pavilion Head cannot appear here in person.
Various circumstances indicate...
This action is really important.
For a moment, everyone scattered and went to the toilet in excitement. Those who couldn't get out were also trying hard to hold it in.
After Three Minutes, everyone returned and lined up neatly, looking expectantly at Yu Sheng, waiting for the next instruction.
"There will be no time to eat in the next day."
"Many people will die..."
"Food can be thrown away."
"Avoid taking up space."
Yu Sheng said again.
As Yu Sheng's voice fell, they decisively threw away the food they were carrying without even asking why.