"Do you still do this?"

Inner city, on a rooftop.

Time looked at Yu Mo, who was sitting at the door of the room in the distance, and silently looked at Yu Sheng and asked.

Yu Sheng pondered for a few seconds, and nodded slightly: "I still have to do it, at least I have to collect the corpse, otherwise there will be some trouble in the crime city." ”

"Then you can't bury it."

Time frowned slightly, looking a little regretful.

But Yu Sheng shook his head seriously: "After leaving the Sin City, you can still be buried at the gate of the Sin City, with a corpse, it is not good to take a taxi." ”

"Makes sense!"

Time nodded in agreement, as if there was light in his eyes.

As for this single protection task, since Confucianism came out of the mountain, it has become a little sour.

If the two of them are closely protected, it is not necessarily who protects whom.

"What about the money?"

"He didn't issue an IOU."

Time seemed to remember something and asked again.

This time the rest of my life was silent for a long time...

"Hmm..."

"I'm Four-Striped Yunxun, and I won't lie."

"Lin Siyuan should believe it."

It's just that when he said this, Yu Sheng's tone was also a little suspicious, obviously not sure.

But nowadays... There seems to be no better solution anymore.

Until the remote control screen of time, Yu Mo wrote a note and pointed it at the camera.

"First of all, I want to go to the bathroom, please control me to go to the backyard."

"Secondly, follow Zongren."

"If he goes into the jailer's room, wait for him to come back."

"If he hesitates at the door, please kill him."

The note swung in front of the camera for a long time before it was re-put away by Yu Mo.

Time controlled the wheelchair expressionlessly, stopped firmly in the center of the backyard, put away the remote control, and rushed to the outer city.

It's just that...

In the backyard at this time.

Yu Mo looked at the circular pit that appeared in the position of the wheelchair cushion, and was a little suspicious of life.

He had helped for the rest of his life before, but he really didn't know that there was such a caring one in the wheelchair... Small features.

It just looks a little ashamed.

The main thing is that after he went to the toilet with shame...

I summoned time again, but there was no response.

The wheelchair was parked alone in the center of this yard, accompanied by a faint commotion, a breeze blowing, he wanted to push the wheels of the wheelchair, but...

I always feel a little uncomfortable.

For a while, Yu Mo was inexplicably trapped in place.

Messy in the wind.

……

"Did you hear that?"

Ink Pavilion.

Sun Yingying held the mobile phone with a serious face and said to the other side, his tone was very solemn.

On the other side of the phone, Zhong Yushu didn't look lazy as before.

"Sky Dome Stream?"

"Hmm." Sun Yingying nodded lightly: "Yes, the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, as one of the twelve divine clans of the Heavenly Dome Stream, has always been the most low-key, and even in the past hundred years, there has hardly been any sound in the Sky Dome Stream. ”

"If it weren't for the fact that the demon god of the Black Jiao Clan had just fallen, the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan would still be at the bottom of the Twelve God Clan."

"But this time..."

Sun Yingying sat on the chair, leaned forward slightly, and there was a cold light in his eyes: "I don't know why, the other eleven god clans in the Heavenly Dome Stream will collectively recommend the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan to take charge of the Demon Domain. ”

"And it's a twenty-year term."

"They usually have a three-year rotation..."

"I think there's something strange about that."

"But in the current situation, it is difficult for us to unearth new information."

Sun Yingying breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back in his chair, with a touch of tiredness on his face: "It's too difficult to do some intelligence work in the Demon Domain. ”

"The few people we have who can shield our breath have never been able to get close to the Sky Dome Stream."

"I've done my best to know this."

There was no response on the other end of the phone.

Obviously, Zhong Yushu is also thinking about it.

It wasn't until a long time later that a voice came from the phone again: "At least for now, it seems that the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan has been planning for a long time. ”

"Maybe it's because of the rise of another ruthless man in their tribe."

"But no matter what, the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan will not be untargeted when it shows its minions at this point in time."

"The foxes have always been smart, so they must have completed some kind of layout this time."

"When I was in the Demon Suppression Pass, I bought a few demon clans, in the Sky Dome Stream..."

"I'll be looking for an opportunity to get in touch in the near future."

"And there's..."

"The four major levels are under martial law, and the eyes of the nine-tailed fox clan will definitely not be simply on the demon domain, it is estimated that the demon clan will make a big move."

"Get ready."

"If I have the opportunity, I will advance to Jiujue at the four major levels, kill a few more in that moment, and then hide."

"And you, it's time to find an heir for the Ink Pavilion."

Zhong Yushu sighed.

Obviously, this unexpected situation is the most serious, and it is completely impossible to lay out, and can only be improvised.

"Hmm."

"Count the days, Yu Mo is about to come out."

"But his current situation can't take over the Ink Pavilion no matter what."

"I'm sifting through a few alternatives."

"How is Yuan Qingshan?"

Sun Yingying had a look of thought in his eyes, and a name came to mind, and he asked curiously.

There were seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

"IQ is enough."

"But it's still not calm enough, the position of the master of the Moge Pavilion needs not to be meritorious, but to seek no fault, and stability is the main thing."

"Radical things can be done by the people below, but the Pavilion Master of the Mo Pavilion needs to stabilize the hearts of the entire human race."

"Yuan Qingshan... Sometimes the thinking is still too out-of-the-box. ”

"It's not the perfect choice."

Zhong Yushu didn't speak quickly, obviously thinking about it while replying.

Sun Yingying's face was dark, and he clenched his teeth when he listened to Zhong Yushu's words: "I always feel that you are scolding me!" ”

"No, I'm complimenting you on your stability."

"That's all."

"Let's talk."

Zhong Yushu hung up the phone decisively.

Sun Yingying casually put the phone on the table and fell into deep thought again.

"Qi Changshan..."

"No, it looks cold, and there are no passers-by..."

"Alas, Mo Pavilion Master, appearance is also very important."

Sun Yingying sighed, and seemed to be a little helpless, but between the lines, he always felt some other meanings.