"What do you mean by the last two years?"

The smile on the old man's face at this time slowly faded, became a little serious, and looked at Sun Yingying's eyes and asked.

Sun Yingying looked indifferent: "The Demon Domain can't organize troops now, and it won't be certain in two years, and when the time comes, one Eight Jue on this mountain will not be able to defend it." ”

"Gotta get a stronger one."

"Of course, if the Demon Domain moves quickly and is determined this time, it may have to be changed in a year."

When Sun Yingying said this, his voice was calm.

The old man guarding the mountain was silent for a long time, and finally slowly raised his head, looked at Sun Yingying in front of him and said softly: "So, within two years, you are sure of Jiujue?" ”

"Hmm."

Sun Yingying nodded slightly.

The old man guarding the mountain took a deep breath, and he couldn't say how he felt for a while.

There is excitement, nostalgia, and a touch of loss.

I'm excited about this mountain, and I finally don't have to defend it anymore.

The same goes for nostalgia.

As for the lost...

In the blink of an eye, Sun Yingying was already about to break through the Nine Senses, but he was almost out of the qualification to guard the mountain.

"Without this mountain..."

"Where do I go?"

The old man who guarded the mountain quickly adjusted his mentality and asked again.

Sun Yingying didn't answer directly this time, but thought for a moment very seriously: "I'm not sure yet." ”

"Perhaps... The new pavilion master of the ink pavilion. ”

"I feel like you can."

"Of course, if someone more suitable than you appears, change it."

"As for you..."

"Damn, it's going to be two years anyway, and we'll talk about it then."

Sun Yingying was a little irritable, obviously this problem had also bothered him for a long time.

The human race has nine senses, and eight senses carry everything.

But there aren't many Terran Eight Senses...

It's empty and wasteful, and I don't know what to use it for, and for a while, Sun Yingying's eyes were full of disgust when he looked at him.

The weak mind of the old man guarding the mountain felt a heavy critical blow again.

"Alright, I'm leaving."

"And this box of cigarettes, the market price is 100, which is deducted from your salary."

Sun Yingying left the last sentence, and the figure disappeared in place out of thin air, leaving only the old man standing on the top of the mountain alone, and did not come back to his senses for a long time.

"Didn't you give me this?"

"And several!"

"Lao Tzu is sick, it's okay to buy such expensive cigarettes?"

"Sun Yingying*****, I'm ****!"

“****!”

The curses of the old man guarding the mountain continued to echo in the air, and at the foot of the mountain, a reserve raised his head like this, looking up at the man who dared to scold at the supreme leader of the Terran Moge under the moonlight, on the top of the mountain, and was full of worship for a while.

This man...

I must have saved the whole human race.

Otherwise, he would have been beaten by Sun Yingying a long time ago...

Before their thoughts could be retracted, a majestic energy appeared out of thin air on the top of the mountain in the next second, and the old man guarding the mountain knelt on the ground with a thud.

But...

"If you have the ability, you will kill me!"

"The energy suppression is amazing??"

"You can also play with these things, don't forget, Lao Tzu will be eight sleeps soon!"

"Sun Yingying*********!"

Then, he couldn't even open his mouth.

The soldiers at the foot of the mountain silently withdrew their gaze, looking at their noses, noses and mouths, and mouths and hearts.

Looks like it's none of your business.

Sure enough, he didn't save all of humanity.

Still fucked.

When a long time passed, the energy dissipated, and the old man guarding the mountain had no interest in scolding anymore, but looked down at the demon core in his hand, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Sure enough, to be promoted to Bajue, you still have to rely on people to help." ”

"If you don't admit defeat, you can't."

"But in these two years, I still have to make more money, don't try to trick Lao Tzu into becoming the pavilion master of the Mo Pavilion."

"For the rest of your life, come back quickly."

"The old man misses you."

The old man sat down again, whispering softly.

And the deep mountain is quiet again.

……

"Chu Lao woke up"

The originally lively Demon Town Pass suddenly became quiet with this shout.

Chu Yu sat on the chair, opened his eyes a little weakly, looked at the concerned eyes around him, and smiled reluctantly: "I'm fine." ”

But in just four words, the soldiers around them collectively breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had unloaded a boulder in their hearts.

The movements are uniform.

"I'll just say, Old Chu is fine."

"Damn, it's not like you've been talking about it all the time."

"You didn't talk about it?"

A strong man scolded and scolded each other.

The Demon Suppression Pass is once again lively.

Until Chu Yu's side, a woman in a white coat frowned slightly: "Old Chu needs to recuperate." ”

The soldiers, who had been taunting each other a second before, were quiet again.

The entire town demon was closed, and there was no superfluous sound at all.

There was only a pair of eyes that were as wide as copper bells, looking in the direction of Chu Yu so silently.

It's obviously a group of rough people, but it looks particularly cute at this time.

"Keep working."

"Look at what, look!"

Cong Yunfeng was the first to come to his senses, looked at these soldiers, lowered his voice and scolded.

Only then did the soldiers go about their work in an orderly manner.

Dissect monsters.

Distribution of food.

Disposal of the remains of martyrs.

There are also some people who are only awakened once, and those who are awakened for the second time, ascending from the Demon Suppression Pass, washing the blood on the city wall.

It's just that most of the blood has coagulated.

No amount of washing can change the essence of this dark red.

But in any case, from the moment Chu Yu ascended the ladder to the sky and slashed the demons, she had already become one of the beliefs of these soldiers.

There is Zhong Yushu in the front, and Chu Yu in the back.

Don't talk about age, don't count gender, don't even ask for their lives, just beg...

Kill all the demons in this city.

Chu Yu leaned back on the chair a little tiredly, and a blanket was still draped over his body.

Just looking at these busy soldiers, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

"Perhaps, I shouldn't have fought for you alone."

"This landscape should not be painted by you alone."

"They..."

"They are all the best people in the world..."

Chu Yu turned his head, looked at the white drawing board placed beside him, and whispered softly.