Zhong Yushu silently moved his body into the distance, wanting to keep himself away from Sun Yingying.

But Sun Yingying was like a kraft candy, staying by his side and not leaving.

"Look at you!"

"It's not good to be as arrogant as you were back then!"

"Old senior!"

"Back then, you took the military academy and won a championship in the rookie competition!"

"At that time, I was... Hmm..."

"Only 12 years old!"

"Yes, I'm still living in the mud, and you're starting to be a celestial pride, alas... Old senior, old brother, when I look back today, it's all stories! ”

Sun Yingying almost never leaves his age, and he has to mention his talent for garbage every three sentences.

But combined with the matter of Jiujue...

It doesn't sound like your average heart-wrenching.

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"Isn't it just that when you were a rookie contest, you mocked the military academy and made me pick up my pants and beat me up, and I remember it until now."

"It's been more than 50 years..."

Zhong Yushu finally couldn't stand this pretending to be a criminal, and waved his hand irritably.

Sun Yingying was not angry, he stood up with a smile, looked at the demon domain in the distance, and was ambitious: "Today, when the floating is white, it is a pity that there is no wine, but there is poetry as a companion!" ”

"Or countless years later, when the world mentions this and recites poetry, it can be regarded as a beautiful talk."

While speaking, Sun Yingying's poetry was full of enthusiasm, and there seemed to be countless words jumping in his heart, wanting to gush out and form a gorgeous article!

Even Zhong Yushu raised his head blankly and looked at him.

A minute later...

Sun Yingying is still standing on the top of the mountain, with his hands on his back, and his temperament is extraordinary, but his forehead is sweaty.

Another half minute passed.

Sun Yingying's expression looked a little unnatural.

Zhong Yushu had a strange expression and grinned.

The next moment, the space fluctuates!

Zhong Yushu plopped and lay on the ground.

"You're so noisy, disturb my poetry!"

While speaking, Sun Yingying just put his hands behind his back and left gracefully, leaving Zhong Yushu lying on the ground in ignorance, completely unable to move.

"Old... I didn't speak..."

"And the direction you're going in is the Demon Domain!"

Sun Yingying did not look back: "What I went to was the Demon Domain, the big hidden in the city, the old man hidden, hidden in the Demon Domain, my Jiujue, as long as I don't take the initiative to exude breath, how can those little demons find the old man?" ”

"Slaughter a few little demons a day, and you can kill a thousand heads a year!"

"How cool!"

As he spoke, Sun Yingying's breath gradually became blurred, and Zhong Yushu could still see him, but he couldn't feel that there was still a person standing in front of him.

Until the end, Sun Yingying's body even became blurry.

Even though there were monsters all over the Thousand Miles Demon Plain in the distance, he shuttled through it like a broken step, and finally disappeared completely.

This ability is very similar to that of a tengu.

"Old fellow..."

Zhong Yushu couldn't help but scold secretly, but his eyes were a little complicated.

Hidden in the human race, at least you can live an ordinary life, experience the joy of family, or something else.

But hidden in the demon realm.

With the demon beast as his companion, he is in the green mountains, and all he sees around him is the enemy.

This kind of loneliness is the most unbearable.

"me go!"

As if thinking of something, Zhong Yushu shook his body vigorously, and those complicated emotions were swept away, leaving only the most sincere greetings to Sun Yingying.

But at least...

From this moment on, the name Sun Yingying will gradually disappear from the mouth of the human race with the long river of time.

Even some records of the Terrans about Sun Yingying will be deliberately erased.

More than a decade later, there will be almost zero discussion of Sun Yingying.

In another ten years, this name will gradually fade into oblivion.

until it disappears completely.

Even if the Demon Domain wants to investigate the remaining Nine Senses of the Human Race, it is difficult to verify how many people there are and what their strength is.

This... It is the history of the human race for more than 100 years.

It is also the inevitable thing that those secret nine senses have experienced.

When the demon domain reacted and wanted to target the layout, it was too late.

"In the end, no matter how open..."

"Once again, Terran..."

"Sun Yingying."

The power of the rules dissipated, Zhong Yushu slowly got up, stood on the top of the mountain, looked into the distance, and muttered to himself.

Perhaps, his talent has always been a knot in his heart.

Now Jiujue, everything is empty, and the last wish left is just to pretend to be a coercion, that's all.

"You're gone, old man Jiujue, who should you find..."

Zhong Yushu seemed to have thought of something, and thought about this question seriously.

As for the reservists below, they didn't know what was going on from beginning to end, and even in their eyes, Zhong Yushu was like a demon stunned, and he kept talking to himself on the top of the mountain.

And Sun Yingying...

They didn't see it.

……

"I need an explanation!"

Demon Plains.

Rear!

The eight-tailed fox looked at the several patriarchs of the Protoss in front of him, his face was gloomy to the extreme, and he spoke coldly.

"Poor Qi is the main battle, and I can't stop it."

The red dragon was the first to speak, and directly began to continuously denounce Qiqi's various evil deeds, throwing all the pots on the dead people.

"That's true."

"Yes, Poor Qi has a fierce temperament, and he can't do things with his brain."

"This defeat, Qiqi has a huge responsibility!"

At this moment, the tacit united front of the remaining patriarchs of the Protoss, portraying Qi Qi as a villain.

Even Tao Tao temporarily put aside the contradiction with the red dragon and opened his mouth to agree.

For a while, the eight-tailed fox's face became even more gloomy, and there was a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

If it is smooth, they will naturally unite as one, work hard, and share the cake obediently.

But as long as they lose, these allies who have forcibly blended together will become a mess again!

That's the downside!

So the Demon Domain, fundamentally speaking, is inferior to the Terrans in that they can't afford to lose!

The meritorious system that the eight-tailed fox has painstakingly created, including a series of follow-up reform systems, is built on the basis of victory.

Victory is an important prerequisite.

But for now...

The consequences of the defeat in the first battle have already begun to ferment.