"Indeed, there is no conflict."
"But if I have the chance, I will kill you without hesitation."
Black Robe nodded and did not refute Yu Sanshui's remarks.
In fact, at this point, morals and theories are no longer important!
Yu Sanshui It's almost clear, I don't want to die!
So, I want to drag more people into the water!
The murky the water, the greater the chance for Human Race to win, and the greater the chance for him to survive!
As for whether Human Race will be directly beaten to death by a group of angry people after his victory, that is another matter, at least for now, it is not among Yu Sanshui's considerations.
But at this time, she clearly expressed her refusal, and she had no doubt that Yu Sanshui would definitely take action to expose herself and drag her into the water.
The moment he found himself, the outcome was already decided.
"Hey!"
"Being killed by the woman you like is a pleasure!"
"I'm looking forward to that day, and I hope you can live to finish that fight."
Yu Sanshui still has a mean smile on his face, exactly the same as before. In short, no matter which angle you look at it, this guy is the one who deserves the most beating.
"Is this what Yu Mo arranged for you to do?"
Black Robe ignored Yu Sanshui's disgusting love words and spoke coldly.
When Yu Mo was mentioned, Yu Sanshui sneered, "Why does he still take the initiative to give orders for such a small calculation? He must have thought about it a long time ago."
"Otherwise, you think that even if you are a dignified Ninth Awakening or have a relatively high presence in Human Race, I can find you, and Ink Pavilion and those Old Codger are blind?"
"So sometimes, you really don't need to hate me. Both of us are just yearning for freedom and unfettered duckweed. In the end, we are bound by this vast land and can only be like chess pieces to fulfill our mission."
"If I don't come today, maybe you will see other Ninth Awakening tomorrow."
"It's just that I'm the most convenient and convenient to use at the moment."
Yu Sanshui seemed to have thought about this. Even when he spoke, his mood was extremely calm. There was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and finally he waved at Black Robe from a distance.
"Don't even think about running away!"
"The moment I appear in front of you, you have been firmly locked into the Ink Pavilion!"
"You don't want humans and demons to sacrifice your flag first before the war between the two clans begins, right?"
As she spoke, Yu Sanshui had put her hands in her pockets and left for the distance. While Black Robe was still slightly lost in thought, the person had disappeared from her sight, leaving Black Robe standing alone, clenching her fists hidden under her cuffs.
"Push back..."
"Perhaps, I can also try to find those Old Codger who are not sure whether they are dead or not."
After a long time, Black Robe murmured to himself thoughtfully.
One second she was angrily reprimanding Yu Sanshui for his shameless behavior, but the next second she joined in without any sense of violation, as if she was doing a perfectly normal thing.
Like Yu Sanshui said, they are actually very similar.
They are all the kind of beings who don't like to be restrained, are selfish, and yearn for freedom.
They will not show up easily, nor will they threaten Human Race's safety at every turn. They will only choose a way of life that makes them relaxed and comfortable.
But if one day, this tranquility is broken, then they will be more afraid of death than anyone else and will do everything possible to protect themselves.
This piece of Wilderness, after a brief quarrel, became peaceful again.
Only the sound of cicadas occasionally sounds, adding a touch of color to the tranquility.
"Junior Yu Mo, please see senior Ninth Awakening!"
Ink City, Black Market Headquarters!
Yu Mo was sitting on Wheelchair, looking at the closed door in front of him, and suddenly shouted loudly.
No one responded.
Yu Mo was not angry either. He just waited quietly. After about half a minute, he spoke again, "Senior, do you think Yu Mo is not qualified to talk to you, or do you mean... whether Human Race lives or dies has nothing to do with you?"
"Whatever the reason..."
"If seniors don't show up today, they will all be my enemies, Ink Pavilion."
"Yu Mo, do what you say!"
Yu Mo's voice echoed in the air.
Confucian Scholar, who was standing behind him, stiffened for a moment, lowered his head slightly, and covered his face.
"I can beat 99.9% of the people in this world."
"But every time you only provoke the remaining 0.1, or even 0.01!"
"Do you want to die?"
Confucian Scholar was exhausted mentally and physically, with fatigue written all over his face.
A smile appeared on Yu Mo's face, and he shook his head. "It doesn't matter, this family has always valued peace, so they shouldn't hit me..."
Before he finished speaking, a small stone was suddenly thrown from the house in front of him, drawing a beautiful arc in mid-air, and finally landed on the top of Yu Mo's head, making Yu Mo subconsciously ouch.