"Really arranged me up, and before I could speak, I let the reservists spray miserably..."

"If you invite Zhong Lao out of the mountain at this time, the effect is the best."

"But..."

"Doesn't that mean that you will go back as you live?"

"The Terrans delegated their rights to the fifth generation, waiting for us to make a storm and make a big fuss, but as soon as they set up the melon seeds and fruit plates and were ready to watch the play, they were picked up by us and thrown to the front desk?"

"If you do... I'm afraid I've lost my face..."

Yu Mo was still muttering, looking a little tangled.

"Who else is there in the fifth generation..."

"Who else can be counted on..."

"Why don't you let Sun Wen try it? No, if the demon lord on the other side glared at him and stared him to death, it would be a real shame..."

As soon as Sun Wen's name appeared in his mind, Yu Mo shook his head and vetoed it, and even kept it in his mind for no more than a second.

This man is too weak...

I don't even have the qualifications to fly up and talk to others on an equal footing.

"Is Zhao Zicheng here?"

"He seems to be okay, with Sun Wen, they have been messing around for a long time for the rest of their lives, and they don't have stage fright at critical moments."

"It's just... Six Senses..."

"The fifth generation, what a bunch of waste!"

Yu Mo kept reciting a personal name, and denied himself again and again, and finally sighed with some emotion, scolding the entire fifth generation, including himself.

Well...

He is also a fifth-generation man.

"It's really not good, just find an old man, dress younger, and let him pretend to be the fifth generation."

"Anyway, as long as you don't admit it, who knows..."

Seeing that the demon clouds in the distance were getting closer and closer to the direction of the demon pass, Yu Mo looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, muttered with his neck, sat up straight in the wheelchair, and pushed the wheelchair into the tent on the side.

The demon town is closed.

Sitting on the rocking chair, basking in the warm sun, Chu Yu, who had not moved for about half a month, opened his eyes with some difficulty at this moment, and his wrinkled palm was gently resting on the armrest of the rocking chair, as if he wanted to support himself to sit up from the rocking chair, but twice in a row, all of them ended in failure, so he could only lean back on the back of the chair and laugh self-deprecatingly.

The two girls who were guarding not far away rushed over when they saw this scene, and carefully helped Chu Yu to sit up.

"Thanks... Thank you..."

Chu Yu nodded at the two of them a little weakly and thanked them, then looked at the demon cloud in the distance and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"This time... OK... Is it over..."

Looking at the few pendants hanging from the edge of the rocking chair, as well as the box that was already covered with a layer of dust in the corner, Chu Yu's eyes seemed to flash with some kind of relief.

"The rest of my life will not come out, Yu Mo is speechless."

"Platoon..."

"It's just me..."

As he spoke, Chu Yu looked seriously at the two girls standing beside him, and said politely, "Can you trouble you and help me sort out my makeup?" ”

"Thank you."

In the face of Chu Yu's request, the two girls were stunned for a moment, then nodded hurriedly, and began to get busy around Chu Yu, arranging his somewhat scattered hair, wiping his cheeks, and dotting Chu Yu's pale lips with a touch of red that was not particularly beautiful.

Below the Demon Pass, in the ordinary tent, a very strange-looking figure covered his face and rushed out of the tent in a wheelchair.

The face is colorful, and it is obvious that the makeup technique is not particularly professional.

"Don't care..."

"As long as Lao Tzu bites to death and doesn't admit that he is Yu Mo, what can they do..."

"Lao Tzu's name is Yu Sanhuo!"

"Uncle for the rest of his life!"

The figure was still cheering himself on, and as he spoke, he just controlled the wheelchair and climbed up the stairs that transported the goods in the distance.

There are no edges and corners, and it is considered aspect.

It's just that you need to use energy to control the wheelchair to avoid an unstable and sliding down, and you will be killed by a miserable fall.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the top of the Demon Suppression Pass, Yu Mo's face was a little nervous, and he looked even more ghostly, so he first drilled his head and looked around cautiously.

And then...

He found Chu Yu.

Looking at the flowery head that suddenly came out, Chu Yu tried his best to open his eyes wide, and carefully distinguish them to see if he was too old and dizzy.

After all, this colorful ball looks a bit like... Yu Mo.

After a few seconds.

"It's Yumo..."

Chu Yu was stunned and sat on the rocking chair, as if he wanted to laugh, but he didn't have the strength to laugh, so he could only barely raise his arm and point at Yu Mo, trembling a little.

Yu Mo rolled his eyes and looked at Chu Yu: "Have you thought about it?" ”

"Otherwise..."

"Are there any alternatives?"

"Could it be... Do you think... You... You're looking this look... Yes... Who can you fool..."

Chu Yu's middle qi is not very sufficient, and he is weak to speak, but his cloudy eyes are full of laughter, mocking Yu Mo's appearance.

“……”

"It's not impossible."

"Anyway, as long as I don't admit it."

"What if you hide it again, what if it works?"

Yu Mo couldn't help but roll his eyes, and muttered unhappily.