"WTO accession?"

"Yes, WTO accession!"

"How to join the WTO?"

Confucian woke up, nodded constantly, and looked at Yu Mo expectantly.

This person, unlike everyone before him, is too knowledgeable when he speaks.

And it always feels like it's very profound!

Quite a point!

"Into the red dust, into the cheesy."

"It's about everything from the heart."

"Caring for the world, praying for the common people, and protecting the people."

"Keeping the hearts of the people of the world..."

"Collect incense and condense immortal energy."

"Immortal energy is added, and when you enter the immortal world, it will come naturally."

Yu Mo thought about it for about half a minute before he said solemnly.

Confucian kept nodding, crazy, but trying to remember every word Yu Mo said.

"Guarding the hearts of the people in the world..."

"Incense... Immortal..."

"yes, that's it!"

"This is the immortal, this is the only way to enter that world!"

"If the world I am in now is false, as long as I let this false world recognize me, I will naturally be able to return to my original self!"

"The fairy world... Celestial..."

Confucius kept muttering to himself, looking more and more excited and excited.

It's as if this question that has plagued him for I don't know how many years has been broken at this moment, like waking up from a dream!

"The younger generation is willing to lead the way for the seniors."

"This red dust is rolling, and the younger generation will protect you for you."

Yu Mo took a deep breath, his expression was serious, he was selfless, and he spoke sincerely.

Confucian Sheng was stunned for a moment, stared at Yu Mo for a long time, and then bent down, holding his stomach and laughing wildly: "Protect the road, protect the road, hahaha, good!" ”

"You defend me."

"I'll protect your life."

"How do we join the WTO, hurry up, I can't wait!"

Confucian anxiously urged.

The stench on his clothes continued to spread through the air with violent movements, permeating...

It's even dirtier.

The nails were full of dirt, and the dirt was red with blood, and it was a dark red...

"At this moment, you have entered this red dust."

"The heart is in the red dust, and the person is in the red dust."

"Senior, let's take a bath first..."

Yu Mo opened his mouth faintly, smiling.

"Okay."

"Take a bath, yes, take a bath."

"You wait for me."

Confucius nodded and muttered to himself, and the next moment the figure disappeared.

A few minutes later.

In a room outside the city, there was a cry of terror.

Then a middle-aged man, dressed only in his underwear, ran out of the room trembling and carrying a wooden barrel.

After a while, he didn't know where to fetch some water and came back, and returned to his room tremblingly.

When Confucius appeared in front of Yu Mo again, he looked much cleaner.

The long hair is scattered, and the whole person really has a little dusty temperament.

The only deficiency may be that occasionally it seems a little crazy, no matter how you look at it, the brain is not normal.

"Senior, what do you think, how about washing the red dust and starting with Sin City?"

"This world needs a pure land everywhere."

Yu Mo looked at Confucius sincerely and asked.

Confucius nodded: "Yes." ”

"Hmm."

"And some real traitors, you can also put them on the verge of life and death, and go to the fairy world for you."

Yu Mo thought for a moment and added.

Confucian Sheng's eyes lit up directly, and he kept nodding: "It's okay!" ”

In this way, when Yu Mo walked out of the woods, he was already followed by Confucian students.

For the rest of his life, which had been sitting by the fire, time had risen almost synchronously, and retreated, hiding himself in the darkness, staring coldly at the woods.

Until he saw Yu Mo and Confucianism, time turned his head and glanced at Yu Sheng, with a little inquiry.

Yu Sheng shook his head expressionlessly.

The two returned to silence.

It's just that the sound of breathing has become less.

“...”

"I'm not being held hostage, I'm safe."

"Come out..."

Yu Mo sat in a wheelchair, looked at the empty venue, and said helplessly.

However, no one responded.

Only his own voice kept echoing in the air.

The atmosphere was awkward.

Yu Mo coughed twice, looked at Zong Ren, who was still fainting on the ground, and looked around: "It's really okay..."

It's quiet.

Occasionally, a breeze blows and the leaves rustle.

And the rest of his life was still in the dark, calmly staring at the Confucian student behind Yu Mo.

The Confucian student who walked out of the woods was looking around curiously at this time, and he even looked a little stupid, not at all like a threat.

But the rest of his life was more solemn than ever.

Time gestured two times in the direction of the rest of his life, and then pointed at Confucius.

Yu Sheng shook his head slightly.

Seeing that Time had silently pulled the sapper shovel out of his backpack, he looked at him inquiringly, thought for a moment for the rest of his life, and pointed to the remote control that Time hung on his waist.

Time nodded.

The next moment, Yu Mo's wheelchair suddenly moved on its own, and walked in a graceful arc in place, the wheels pressed against the stones, bounced up, and landed.

Feeling this standard process, Yu Mo's face instantly darkened.

He stretched out his hand and waved in front of the camera under the armrest, and said in a complaining tone: "I really wasn't kidnapped, I just took my predecessor into the red dust..."

Yu Sheng pondered for a moment, and finally the figure appeared in Yu Mo's field of vision.

It's just that he still kept a long distance from Yu Mo.

Time still hasn't shown up, and I don't know where it's hiding.

Confucius looked at Yu Sheng from a distance, looked at it with some curiosity, and after a while, he said hoarsely: "I seem... Ever seen this doll. ”

"You're still alive?"

Yu Sheng looked at Confucius and nodded slightly: "Well, it's still alive." ”

"Not bad, not bad."

"It's a good seedling, or I'll take you to cultivate immortals."

"Immortal..."

Confucius kept observing the rest of his life, his eyes gradually brightened, and he said excitedly, looking crazy again.

Yu Sheng looked at him silently, and took two steps back without a trace.

"Seniors, the journey to immortality is long, and it is destined to be lonely."

"If everyone can enter the immortal realm, then the immortal... It's not an immortal. ”

Yu Mo spoke at the right time and whispered to Confucius.