"Hmph!"
"Flattery!"
Eight-Tailed Fox snorted coldly and turned around, obviously not wanting to have any communication with the cunning guy in front of him.
It's not that I'm afraid of playing with my brain, but I just think it's disgusting.
"Thank you, Master Demon Lord, for the compliment!" Faced with Eight-Tailed Fox's ridicule, Old White Ape accepted it with a smile and thanked her loudly.
For a moment, Eight-Tailed Fox's face became increasingly ugly.
"In the fifth battle, no matter what you do, it cannot be worse than Ji Hong's record."
"Do you understand?"
Eight-Tailed Fox looked at the other Demon Lord and spoke coldly.
The Demon Lord was startled for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at Ji Hong in the distance. Thinking back on Ji Hong's combat effectiveness, he felt a little guilty.
I... I guess I have to fight hard.
However, Demon Lord, who is favored by Eight-Tailed Fox, has its own merits.
After confirming the current situation, it didn't say anything more, but its eyes became more fierce, and finally it nodded fiercely. "I will."
"Okay."
"That being the case, the fifth battle begins."
"After this battle, a full-scale attack will be launched."
"Human Race... There are no cards left to play."
Eight-Tailed Fox's momentum reached its peak at this moment. He chuckled lightly and stared in the direction of Demon-Suppressing Pass, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
"I seem to have seen the despair and helplessness in their eyes when they faced our Demon Beast legion."
"But this king is kind..."
It did not continue speaking, but narrowed its eyes slightly, with a sharp light shining in its eyes.
At this midnight hour, the fifth round of attack begins.
"Are you awake?"
Yu Sheng opened his eyes a little weakly, and immediately put his hand on his waist and touched the hilt of the sword. Ignoring the pain in his body, he tensed Muscles and tried to sit up.
"Well, you're safe now."
In the darkness, Sun Yingxiong walked from a distance with his hands behind his back. When he saw Yu Sheng's subconscious defensive posture, he couldn't help but sigh, with some complicated emotions in his eyes.
After carefully identifying the sound, Yu Sheng Muscles gradually returned to relaxation and no longer moved, but his hand seemed to have no strength and was still resting on the hilt of the sword.
"With this act of yours, you will save Human Race millions of people."
"If you say it bigger, it will even affect the pattern between Human Race and Demon Domain."
"Thank you on behalf of Human Race..."
Sun Yingxiong took two steps back and bowed slightly in the direction of Yu Sheng.
Ink Pavilion Head, Human Race Ninth Awakening, salute Human Race.
No matter which one it is, it is a great honor for a young man. Anyone who is passionate and above average will fall into excitement at this time.
But Yu Sheng's expression has not changed in any way from beginning to end.
He just tried his best to tilt his head, looked at Sun Yingxiong, and said in a calm tone, a little hoarse due to his weakness. "I never thought about saving Human Race, this is just a transaction."
"My employer gives me money and I work hard."
"That's all."
"If I accept your thank you, next time... you should not give me any money."
Although his body is weak, Yu Sheng's eyes are still clear.
Looking at Yu Sheng's serious face, Sun Yingxiong was startled for a moment, then couldn't help but smile and shook his head, walked to Yu Sheng, lay side by side with him, and looked at the starry sky above.
The only fly in the ointment is that you can still vaguely hear the sounds of war in the distance.
"Demon Domain's starry sky is so beautiful..."
"If it weren't for the war ahead, we wouldn't be able to lie quietly on the plain and look at the night sky."
Sun Yingxiong suddenly said something incomprehensible.
Yu Sheng didn't respond, just looked at the night sky, the stars were shining, the moonlight was soft and falling.
"There is actually a locked door in everyone's heart."
"In this door, there are hidden all the past events that I don't want to recall, don't want to share, and even cannot bear to look back on."
"Everyone is holding the key to this door tightly, even wishing that this door would never be opened again."
"But... when one day, we are confused, Hundun, we will look back and maybe look at the story inside that door, and we will feel relieved."
Sun Yingxiong's tone was gentle, mixed with a little loneliness.
"My son died a week ago."
Sun Yingxiong paused for a moment and spoke again, with the same calm tone, but there was sadness in it that could not be concealed.
Yu Sheng was startled for a moment, turned his head and glanced at Old Man beside him.
Sun Yingxiong was still looking at the sky intently. "Haha, can you believe that at that time, I was among the beasts and witnessed everything with my own eyes."
"Even if I just take action, even if it's just a light palm, I can save him."
"But I can only watch."
"No matter what happens in this battle, Ninth Awakening cannot move."
"If Ninth Awakening doesn't come out, Demon God doesn't come out, the outcome of the war will be controllable, but after I take action... even I can't predict the outcome."
"At that time, I thought... promotion to Ninth Awakening is for nothing."
"If I were still Eighth Awakening, or Pavilion Master of the Ink Pavilion, I would risk my life and rush forward, either to rescue my son, or... to die together."
"At least this way, no regrets."
Sun Yingxiong's voice was hoarse, and his palms were trembling slightly, as if he was suppressing some emotion in his heart.
He didn't continue talking.
Yu Sheng seemed to want to say something to comfort him, but after thinking carefully for a long time, he finally remained silent.
He couldn't empathize with this emotion, and he didn't even know how much pain he had to endure.
But...
If Shi Guang or Zhao Zicheng died in front of him, and he could only watch, he would probably be very sad.
"Old Man people often say that after death, they will turn into stars and watch us silently in the sky."
"I think now... at least he won't be tired anymore."
After a long time, Sun Yingxiong smiled freely and whispered softly, this old Old Man has always been the strongest supporter of Human Race, bringing confidence to countless Human Race.
Only at this moment... he seemed so fragile, more like an ordinary father.