"The last thing you can't let go of in this world is buying and selling without capital."

"We're just a few words, a few gifts, not even a loss."

"It's done, and everyone is happy. If you lose, you should have nothing to do. ”

"If you do more similar things, you will always earn twice."

"Let's throw bricks and lead the way, and the rest, let the human race go to work by itself, let's eat some melon seeds, watch the play, and watch the fire from the other side, which is the most comfortable."

The old white ape said with a smile.

Obviously, he is tired of this kind of profitable business, and everything he thinks about is always small and big.

If you want to create pressure on me by supporting the rest of your life, then I will take out the next three indiscriminate means and pour dirty water on the rest of my life.

If you become bloody, you will be disgusted and disgusted if you don't succeed.

For example, if the human race really chose to give up the rest of his life as the master of the Ink Pavilion for the sake of the Thousand Miles Demon Plain, and after finding out that he had been deceived, how could he be embarrassed to ask for the rest of his life again and re-assume the position of the master of the Ink Pavilion.

Even in the end, the human race is unswerving, sneering and mocking the demon race's scheme.

But after all, there are tens of thousands of Terrans...

Can all people be absolutely san?

See through the conspiracy of the Demon Domain at a glance?

However, some people feel that the Demon Domain may not have lied to them, what if there will really be a truce for five years?

Cutting the land for thousands of miles is equivalent to expanding the territory of the human race!

This is an achievement that has not been done in hundreds of years.

So...

They would have a more rigorous gaze to examine the new Pavilion Master of the Ink Pavilion and carefully calculate each of his merits.

"Yu Mo wants to use the warmth of the world to heal the rest of his life."

"I'll let the rest of my life see the evil in this world."

"If you want to cultivate a peerless hero, I will try to make him extremely vicious and cause chaos in the world."

"This sharp weapon, the spearhead may not be able to be reversed, and in turn it will kill your human race."

The old white ape was still calm, and then as if he thought of something, he suddenly looked at the young white ape on the side: "Go collect information about the rest of your life for me." ”

"The more detailed, the better."

"Including his experience over the years, his personality, who he has come into contact with, and what he has done."

"It's not too small."

The old white ape's fingers tapped lightly on the armrest, thoughtfully, obviously there was already a prototype of a plan in his mind, and a faint smile was outlined at the corner of his mouth.

"Okay."

The young white ape also realized the importance of this question, nodded solemnly, turned around and hurried away.

"I've been shooting a little bit frequently lately, with your temper, it's impossible to be passive and on the defensive forever, and there is a high probability that there will be some movement in my demon domain."

"I just don't know, what are you going to do with me?"

"Attacking the heart? Or just make a big move..."

The old white ape looked at the sky and muttered to himself, with a look of anticipation in his eyes, as if he was intoxicated by this state of air game.

……

Moko, night.

A huge medicine pool, with dense formation patterns outlined on both sides.

All the medicine pools are made up of liquid that is continuously compressed by energy, and the final formation is spread throughout the pool.

From time to time, if the energy turns into mist and wants to diffuse out, it will be suppressed by the formations on both sides, and it will turn into water droplets again and fall back into the pool, looking as if a light rain is falling in the sky.

The two old men stood by the medicine pool with solemn expressions, holding crutches in their hands, slightly hunched over their bodies, and their respective awakenings floated behind them, used to cooperate with the formation.

"It's time to go!"

They glanced at each other, their eyes fell on Yu Sheng in the distance, and slowly spoke.

"Hmm."

"Thank you."

Yu Sheng nodded lightly, stood by the medicine pool, as if thinking of something, turned his head to look at the two old men and asked, "Do I need to take off my clothes?" ”

"No, I don't."

"Although it looks like a liquid, each drop is made up of energy alone."

"It will naturally be absorbed into your body at that time."

"Wearing clothes does not affect energy absorption."

One of the old men was stunned by Yu Sheng's question, then shook his head with a smile and spoke.

"Hmm."

Yu Sheng nodded again and walked into the medicine pool.

The moment he stepped into the medicine pool, the originally calm energy liquid in the medicine pool continued to surge into his body as if he was crazy, and spread to his meridians at the first time, like a torrent, constantly washing over his body.

The intense pain kept coming.

Yu Sheng's brows furrowed slightly, his face became a little pale, his breathing became a little heavy, and finally he slowly sat on the ground with the pain, channeling the mixed energy in his body.

"What is he doing..."

"I don't know..."

"Isn't he supposed to have fainted from the pain?"

"Hmm."

"Then why didn't he faint?"

"Maybe it's more bearable."

"He's not dizzy, how can the two of us channel his meridians?"

"I don't know..."

"If he leads himself, what are the two of us standing here, being doormen? Or show yourself useless..."

"Don't say it, I'm starting to feel bad."

"I doubt that Yu Mo deliberately called us over, and then insulted us again."

"Hit him?"

"Hmm."

The two old men stood beside the medicine pool, watching the rest of their lives as they endured the pain, constantly combed the meridians, and absorbed energy, talking to each other expressionlessly, with empty eyes.