"It's a lot of pride, isn't it still a person?"

"It's like, it's a good thing to say, it's really exiled to Artey, I don't believe he can go with him?"

"Cut, listen to him, do you know who it is, Sun Yingying's grandson, by virtue of the position of the grandfather of the leader of the Ink Pavilion, he has opened an unknown number of companies, and he is so rich that he is just a raccoon dog, but he is just trying to win the hearts of the people and prepare for himself to dominate the Ink Pavilion one day!"

"It's just that the world is as black as a crow, and these rich people don't have a good thing."

"Look at that Atai, it's obviously a demon, hiding behind and pretending to be wronged, if it wasn't for that old-timer to speak today, I'll give face, otherwise I'll kill him directly!"

"I went to Mocheng, if I don't give us an explanation for this matter, it's not over!"

In the words, yin and yang are weird.

looked at Sun Wen's figure, his eyes were full of mockery.

People gather by like, and things by groups.

That's the way the world is.

What most people want is just a result, for the concept that they have adhered to since childhood, and for the heroic soul of their own parents who have died.

I want to ask, why?

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

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

Atay will die.

It's that simple.

But there are also a small number of people whose eyes are so red that they are dripping blood.

Ink Academy, God's pride...

People who are usually high up and completely out of reach can one day be judged by them!

Even, there is no need for the people of the demon domain to bewitch and experiment, they can easily demonize themselves, and even demonize... Even more perfect than Atay.

They're looking forward to it.

Looking forward to arriving in Mocheng, they stood in front of countless media and people, angrily denouncing Atai's evil deeds.

And this image of great glory will spread all over the country.

Be their great achievement!

Just thinking about it makes their blood boil.

Just like that, a long queue composed of a crowd followed behind Sun Wen and the others, walking...

Go to the city of Ink.

……

Ink City.

"This matter, everyone who should know, will almost know."

"It's time to come, it's almost all here."

"It's just that what I didn't expect the most was that Aunt Xu actually came forward."

"It's still the style of the broken mouth back then."

Sun Yingying sat by the window, still holding his mobile phone in his hand, looking outside, a little embarrassed.

A young man who appeared to be in his twenties was in a wheelchair.

Blankets are placed on the knees.

He sat next to Sun Yingying, smiling.

"Really thought about it?"

Seeing that the young man did not speak, Sun Yingying couldn't sit still at first, no longer pretending to be a master of the world with a strained face, but looked at the young man and asked.

The young man nodded slightly: "Otherwise? ”

Sun Yingying's expression was complicated, and he sighed: "I always feel that this time I played a little ruthlessly." ”

"Seniors, times have changed."

"A generation of sages opened up the wasteland, relying on will."

"The second generation of sages defended the city, relying on faith."

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

"Four generations..."

"What about the five generations..."

"I'm not denying them, it's just that in four or five generations, what I have experienced since childhood is peace."

"Maybe later, they also went to the Demon Control Pass and saw the situation clearly."

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

"Look..."

The young man whispered, although he was only in his twenties, but his eyes showed the light of maturity and wisdom.

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

Look at the crowd below.

"Look, how idle they are."

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

"Even..."

"To intrigue, to chase profits."

The young man's voice became softer and softer, fiddling with his mobile phone in his hand, looking at one of them showing off, showing a sense of existence, and making vicious comments, a little distracted.

"Times are changing, and policies... It also has to change. ”

"Otherwise, we can only watch as more and more moths in the crowd will eventually corrode and collapse the newly stable building."

"Moge is righteous."

"This wicked man, it's just right for me to do it as a cripple."

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

"You can always be temperamental, and you can be a gentleman for a few days."

The young man suddenly laughed.

Squinting slightly, he looked at the crowd outside the window.

It's just that the smile is a little cold.

Sun Yingying sighed softly, and finally fell silent.

……

Ten Thousand Demon Forest.

The rest of his life had a ring of gauze wrapped around his arm.

It is also smeared with a layer of green juice to keep out the smell of blood.

Even his face was a little pale, and finally took advantage of the night to rush into the Ten Thousand Demon Forest.

Compared to that wasteland.

The outer area of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest was very quiet.

There are very few monsters.

Keep shuttling, moving forward.

Looking at a place that resembled a village not far away, the pace of the rest of his life gradually slowed down.

The ears moved gently.

Suddenly stopped.

About 200 meters away from the tree, a white ape was hanging from the tree, its tail hooked to the branch, and its body swayed slightly.

With his eyes closed, he had fallen asleep.

Yu Sheng took a few steps back slightly, bypassing the position of the white ape, and continued to grope towards the village.

At the entrance of the village, two white apes also stood, looking around vigilantly.

"Fifty meters..."

After visually measuring the distance from the village, Yu Sheng's brows furrowed slightly.

From time to time in the village, a white ape walks by with a spear in his hand.

Looks like a human patrolling.

Quite methodical.

For the rest of his life, he stood behind the tree, observing, motionless, and even his breathing became very weak.

Quietly waited.

Until a white ape in charge of patrolling had just walked by.

The phantom of the dragon pattern stick behind Yu Sheng flashed away and disappeared into the body.

In the next second, Yu Sheng's figure vanished, appearing in the middle of the village, clinging to a shadow on the wall, and holding his breath the moment he appeared.

About ten seconds later.

Another white ape walked by.

It is only a dozen meters away from the rest of his life.

At the moment when the white ape left, the rest of his life shuttled through the shadows, leaning against a wooden house, which happened to be another blind spot.

Completely conceal itself in the dark.

In this way, he moved step by step, getting closer and closer to the center of the village, and did not make any sound during the whole process.

Eventually, Yu Sheng stood in front of the window of a wooden house that was obviously the most luxuriously decorated.

A mirror appeared in his hand and was raised slightly.

Observe the scene in the room.

Uninhabited.

Teleported directly to the room, looked around for the first time, and carried a bow and crossbow in his hand, bowed slightly, and slowly came to a wooden table.

Open the drawer...

Inside are several worn-out books, and next to them, is a hard drive.

Pick up the hard drive and put it in your pocket.

The rest of my life breathed a sigh of relief.

"Next..."

"I should be preparing to escape..."