"Heh..."

"Glory to the ancestors..."

Just when Xin Yongfeng was still immersed in some kind of joyful emotion, the corners of Yu Sanshui's mouth twitched slightly, and then he slapped it without hesitation and hit him on the head!

"Written in the history books?"

Another slap fell, and Xin Yongfeng, who slapped two consecutive slaps, didn't come back to his senses for a while.

With his strength, he could have reacted.

First, because I fell into a joyful situation, I suddenly saw so many Terrans and relaxed my vigilance.

The second is that he really didn't expect that the junior in front of him, who was only six senses, would give himself two big fights!

So, he was stunned.

“！！！”

"Do you know who I am?"

"Terran, Xin Yongfeng! Eight Senses! ”

"You, the junior of Liujue, aren't you..."

"Huh?"

"Why do you only have five senses?"

"Four Senses..."

"It's gone..."

Xin Yongfeng watched Yu Sanshui's strength continue to decline, and finally even became an ordinary person, and the whole person was stunned.

At the end of the day, his mind is still alive.

After being stunned for about three seconds, he suddenly thought of a possibility, and was stunned for a while, barely squeezing out a smile that was more ugly than crying.

This kind of situation can only happen to the Nine Senses of the Human Race.

"Before... Predecessor? ”

He asked cautiously tentatively, and after seeing Yu Sanshui's expressionless face, he decisively confirmed his guess and knelt on the ground without hesitation.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong!"

His operation is smooth, unusually single, and he doesn't care about his face!

Jiujue, and it is Jiujue, who he has never seen at all, must be an existence older than his own generation, otherwise he will at least be familiar!

Any Nine Senses is the pride of the Terran generation.

He knows all the Tianjiao of his generation!

Kneel down for your grandparents, kowtow, no shame!

The most important thing is that this lord doesn't seem to be in a particularly happy mood, if he doesn't grasp it tightly and has a little vision, maybe the end will be even worse.

"Hehe..."

"Do you know how determined Lao Tzu was to force himself to die?"

"Do you know how afraid Lao Tzu is of death?"

"Do you know how difficult it is to make Lao Tzu make up his mind again?"

"Huh?"

Yu Sanshui's eyes narrowed slightly, and every time he said a word, he patted Xin Yongfeng's head.

For some reason, Xin Yongfeng suddenly had a feeling of returning to the past, when he had just joined the reserves, and those old generals filmed him like this.

For a while, he completely substituted into the identity of the big-headed soldier, stalking his neck, tilting his head, looking like you would kill me if it was a big deal, without saying a word.

And Yu Sanshui finally got tired of filming, took a deep breath, and gradually calmed himself back.

"The front line is still fighting, we came here secretly."

"No matter what mission you're on..."

"From now on, your latest directive is to take them with you... Return to the Terrans alive! ”

Yu Sanshui pointed to the soldiers behind him, spoke, and then slowly closed his eyes and went back to find his state of sacrificing himself to die.

But after looking for a long time, I couldn't find it, but I was even more afraid of death.

"My uncle!"

The more Yu Sanshui thought about it, the more angry he became, his eyes opened, and he turned around and kicked Xin Yongfeng, who had just stood up and looked confused.

"What a bad luck!"

"You have a special eight senses, it's so good to hide, Lao Tzu didn't even feel your breath!"

"!"

Scolding and shouting, Yu Sanshui began to brew his emotions again.

The soldiers of the broken army were still silent, looking at Yu Sanshui's back, and the atmosphere was extremely heavy.

Xin Yongfeng stood out of place in the middle of a group of people, his eyes were open, full of doubts, but he didn't dare to ask more.

It wasn't until Yu Sanshui's momentum became more and more fierce, like a monstrous wave, that he finally raised his hand weakly and asked suspiciously: "Although... Although I don't really want to interrupt you, senior, I still want to ask..."

"You..."

"What are you going to do here?"

"It always feels like you're going to rush out in the next second, as if you're going to die with everyone."

Xin Yongfeng's voice was so clear in this quiet wood.

For a while, the oppressive atmosphere became strange again.

Yu Sanshui felt as if he had suffered an internal injury, brewing emotions several times, mobilizing energy, and interrupting several times, eager to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

He twisted his neck stiffly and stared straight at Xin Yongfeng...

"Boy..."

"You made me such a person who is afraid of death, in just a few minutes, feel death twice in advance."

"The main thing is that I still know that I will die again in the near future."

"Hehe..."

"Little thief, if I don't beat you today, my nose and face will be swollen, and I will be fooled for so many years!"