"I'll give you back Old Man!"
"If you want to follow, just follow!"
"I'm going to visit a prostitute. If you can, just stay with me!"
Yu Sanshui took a deep breath and tried to calm down his anger.
"Give me back the things."
Listening to the answer that sounded like a repeater, Yu Sanshui looked at the direction in which Yu Mo escaped, and suddenly realized something. It seemed that... the choice Yu Mo made was so right.
But my own plan...
He gritted his teeth, glared at this Black Robe man fiercely, turned around and walked towards the city.
Black Robe still fell behind him obediently, without moving or swearing. He didn't even say the words "Give me back the things". He looked like the shadow of Yu Sanshui.
town.
Yu Sanshui found a small hotel with familiarity, and with the strange look in the eyes of an aunt, he got in with Black Robe.
These Middle-Aged Man people... have so much fun?
"Hello, Guard Bureau?"
"I reported myself for soliciting prostitution."
"Yes, you heard it right, I will report myself."
"Well, I'm currently at Huailin Road..."
Yu Sanshui said the detailed address to the phone in one breath, hung up the phone, turned around, looked at Black Robe standing not far away from him with a proud look, and sneered.
"Come on!"
"Keep following me!"
"Do you dare?"
Black Robe did not make any response to Yu Sanshui's provocation and just stood silently in the corner.
It wasn't until ten minutes later that a Middle-Aged Man woman opened the door and walked in with a smile on her face.
After another minute, two Guard Bureau personnel kicked in the door and took Yu Sanshui away with the woman's stunned face.
As for Black Robe in the corner, they seemed to have not seen it and automatically ignored it.
Although he was obviously arrested, Yu Sanshui walked out of the room with a proud smile, even eagerly got into the Guard Bureau's car, followed them to the police station, and very proactively applied for a single room.
"This is wartime, and the Chinese New Year is coming in a few days, so the policy will be relaxed in a humane and appropriate manner."
"You just need to pay the fine and you can go out."
"After all, who doesn't want to spend a good New Year at home?"
A staff member from the Guard Bureau reminded him with good intentions.
But Yu Sanshui shook his head very decisively. "No, you will be punished if you make a mistake! I must always remember where I went wrong, please be sure to imprison me!"
Under the strange and puzzled looks of several Guard Bureau personnel, Yu Sanshui fell contentedly on the bed in the cell.
Then...
It seems that the world has become quiet.
He leaned against the wall, his face full of enjoyment.
"Give me back the things."
A faint voice sounded in the cell again, and the air seemed to ripple. Black Robe appeared in front of Yu Sanshui out of thin air, and once again said the words that made him break through.
"Where are the people!"
"Is there anyone!"
"I have realized my mistake, I want to pay the fine, and I want to get out!"
Yu Sanshui grabbed the cell door tightly and shouted desperately.
What a pity.
Several people from the Guard Bureau just looked at him from afar and showed no interest in coming over.
I just have some doubts in my heart...
This person can't be Mental Illness.
Otherwise, no normal person would report themselves and then go through such trouble.
For a moment, Yu Sanshui sat on the cold floor of the cell, hopeless, and even his eyes became dull.
And Black Robe stood in the corner, watching this scene calmly, and softly spoke again, saying what Yu Sanshui probably didn't want to hear again in this life.
"Give me back the things..."
"What a risk."
On the other side, Yu Mo sat on Wheelchair, breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"These Ninth Awakening bosses are too irritable and will start fighting whenever they disagree."
"If a fight breaks out, you will probably be the only one who dies."
"It's so scary."
Yu Mo looked like he had escaped from death, glanced at Confucian Scholar and said.
Confucian Scholar looked melancholy, but also a little arrogant. "I am an immortal, and immortals will never die."
"Then you ran so fast just now..."
Yu Mo's tone became resentful.
Confucian Scholar looked at Yu Mo and shook his head seriously. "No, you don't understand."
"They should be my Heart Demon."
"This world is my heart, and these people standing on top of the world are my biggest Heart Demon."
"Since it is my Heart Demon, the moment I have an epiphany and return to the Immortal Realm, they will naturally die. There is no need to fight to the death."
Confucian Scholar acted very calmly and gave a very professional explanation.
Yu Mo looked at him faintly. "So, is this the reason why you are cowardly?"
Confucian Scholar simply stopped replying to him, but raised his head and continued to look at the sky, sinking again.
Yu Mo At this moment, I suddenly felt...
It seems that Confucian Scholar is not necessarily staring at the Immortal Realm all the time. This action is used to divert embarrassment and pretend to be cowardly. It is very practical and not out of style.
"Perhaps, I can also design a little signature move like this..."
"This way, when I face Yu Sheng next time, maybe I can continue to show off."
For a moment, Yu Mo's eyes became a little bright.
"Oh, right..."
"Yu Sheng's father..."
Yu Mo seemed to suddenly think of something. He opened his palms and there was a clenched piece of paper on it.
Slowly unfolding it and looking at the words on the note, Yu Mo fell into deep thought.
"How did you know this news..."
"This is me..."
"Something that has been in the works for a year."
"Which side are you on?"
After tearing up the note in his hand and blowing it away in the wind, Yu Mo's eyes gradually became deeper and sharper, and he murmured to himself.
"In this environment, two uncontrolled Ninth Awakening..."
"It's not very stable."
"Confucian Scholar, let's... go back to Ink City first."
Yu Mo looked aside and spoke softly.
Confucian Scholar, who was still staring at the sky seriously, stood up almost subconsciously and pushed Yu Mo away.
"..."
"You are indeed faking it!"
Yu Mo The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his face was dark.