"Don't laugh, really!"

"Terran God of War, do you think it's going to be an ugly man?"

"Just like Qi Changshan, that old thing, even if he kills a few demon gods, he can't be the god of war!"

Seeing Yuan Qingshan's disdainful eyes, Zhong Yushu sneered and said disdainfully.

In an instant, Yuan Qingshan nodded in agreement.

As long as Qi Changshan is ugly, he can say anything without conscience.

"But then I found out that wasn't the case."

"After Dengzhen Demon Pass, several of our classmates from that class came."

"We bragged together about how it will be in the future..."

"But the first war came unexpectedly, not to mention the Bluetooth headset, I don't know where I lost my chewing gum, and I haven't found it yet."

"It's just half an hour of war..."

"My classmates are all dead."

Zhong Yushu was a little distracted, and muttered to himself: "The death was so sudden, there was even a person, and the blood was splashed on my face, and it was hot..."

"At that time, I was scared stupid, not to mention the god of war."

"Now that I think about it, it was just pure luck that I survived."

"Later, I slowly gained experience, and it was much easier to kill demons, but I was afraid of society at the time..."

"Resist talking to anyone."

"I don't want to see anyone else who knows me die in front of me, and I can't even leave a whole corpse."

"It's this mentality that has allowed me to spend a whole year in the Demon Suppression Pass."

"After that..."

"I started to frantically find people to chat, and the guys who closed up the demon town annoyed me, thinking that I talked too much, and some people said that I was mentally stimulated and crazy, and suggested that I should go down."

"Hehe..."

"Actually, it was one day, I suddenly had an epiphany."

"I can't change the result..."

"Then simply, before they die, talk to them more, even if it's just a chat, at least there are no regrets in my heart."

After a cigarette, Zhong Yushu lit another one, the smoke was faint, and the air was full of the unpleasant smell of tar.

But Yuan Qingshan was very silent, just sitting next to Zhong Yushu and not saying a word.

"Do you know why I suddenly changed my mind?"

"Before, an uncle always picked his meat for me to eat when he was eating, but I didn't dare to talk to him until he died in front of me."

"At that time, I was thinking, even if I had a word with him in the first place... That's good..."

"Later, I took a wife and had children..."

"My wife died... The Son Dies..."

"Speaking of which, the word life is like this."

"There are many things that I can't think about."

"It's like these young people, they always have to face these things and adjust their mentality."

"We are not saints, and we are not in a position to protect them from war."

"Instead of thinking... If we can, we can make them how they are, but think about it... What else can we do with our old life? ”

"It's unrealistic to want to carry the entire human race on your back."

"In other words, our ability is not to this extent."

"Let's open some..."

Zhong Yushu sighed lightly and flicked the cigarette ash: "All kinds of pain, all kinds of parting, we have already experienced it over the years, we must learn to face it and learn to be indifferent." ”

"My mother-in-law, when my son died..."

"I didn't even cry."

"Tears have long since dried up."

"There is only that left, and I must keep it until the day when the demon domain is destroyed, stand in front of the graves of the old guys, and when I toast them, I will take it out and use it."

The words fell, and the cigarette happened to run out.

Zhong Yushu got up, slightly stiffened, his face was old, his eyes were vicissitudes, he could no longer see the posture of the god of war, and it was difficult to imagine how many partings this ordinary old man had experienced over the decades, and how many life and death he had seen.

Maybe...

This is where the name God of War comes from.

Regardless of strength, it's just simple, respect for a veteran.

He can be the god of war, and everyone can be the god of war.

"Perhaps..."

"It was I who stayed in the rear ... It's been too long. ”

Looking at Zhong Yushu's departing figure, Yuan Qingshan muttered to himself, and finally left silently under the moonlight.

Zhong Yushu returned to the top of the mountain, raised his head, looked up at the crescent moon in the sky, and squinted his eyes slightly.

"Crescent, dark night..."

"It is advisable to kill people and set fires and engage in sneak attacks."

"It's a good day."

"I hope that for the rest of my life, I will not disappoint everyone."

"If this vote is done, the fire of self-confidence in the hearts of the human race may really be ignited."

"At that time, if you face the demon clan again, the odds of winning will increase a lot."

"Young people nowadays... It's much better than we were at the beginning. ”

He was like a kind old man, smiling and talking to himself, but the sharp edge in his eyes was still silently revealing his identity as the god of war.

……

Thousand Miles Demon Plain.

At this time, after the demon hunting team and the baptism of time round after round, there was no longer a figure of the demon clan in the direction of the entire demon control near the town demon pass.

Yu Sheng slowly stopped, his body slightly floating in the air, and under the dim moonlight, his face was gradually revealed.

"Check the weapon."

"Go to the bathroom."

"Assemble."

He thought for a moment, and finally spoke earnestly.

"Pavilion Master!"

The soldiers at the front were the first to recognize Yu Sheng's identity and let out an exclamation.

The teenagers who couldn't see the faces of the rest of their lives clearly in the back were equally shocked when they heard the words from the people in front of them.

"Check the weapon, go to the toilet, assemble ..."

Yu Sheng frowned slightly, and repeated what he had just said again.

Only then did the soldiers regain their composure, and they were somewhat excited to complete the instructions for the rest of their lives.

The Lord of the Ink Pavilion...

Lead them personally and slaughter them into the Demon Realm!

It's the kind of thing that makes me excited even just thinking about it.

Now for the rest of his life, in the entire fifth generation, he is already that kind of faith-level figure.

Qijue, but he has made great achievements, and he is sitting in the position of the master of the Moge Pavilion.

And the taciturn look... Very handsome!

The most important thing is that the fact that the rest of his life can appear here shows that Moge really agrees with them, and everything he said before is all true.

If he just wanted them to be cannon fodder, it would be impossible for the Pavilion Master of the Ink Pavilion to appear here in person.

All kinds of circumstances show that...

This operation is really important.

For a while, everyone scattered in all directions, excitedly going to the toilet, and those who couldn't get out were also trying to hold back.

Three minutes later, everyone returned, lined up neatly, looking at the figure of Yu Sheng expectantly, waiting for the next instructions.

"For the next day, there was no time to eat."

"A lot of people will die..."

"Food, you can throw it away."

"Avoid taking up space."

Yu Sheng said again.

As the rest of his voice fell, they didn't even ask why, and decisively threw away the food they were carrying.