"Perhaps, but I'm sticking to my ideas."

Yu Mo smiled and nodded, and the conversation between the two ended completely.

No more talking for the rest of your life.

And Yu Mo also silently turned sideways and made way of a passage.

It's not that he gave up his persistence, it's just that it is somewhat difficult for a strong man to let a six jue who has lost his legs stop three eight jue and one nine jue.

He brought Confucius over in advance, but unfortunately when Confucius saw the strong man, he turned around and ran, running extremely fast, and kept muttering in his mouth...

This guy eats people!

"Although you have embarked on this road, the final result will not change!"

"I just wish..."

"One day in the future, when you want to kill me, give me a decent death."

Yu Mo looked at the back of Yu Sheng's departure, and suddenly spoke.

Yu Sheng paused and didn't look back, just nodded lightly after a few seconds of silence: "Yes." ”

After saying that, the rest of his life left.

Listening to the answer given by Yu Sheng, a happy smile appeared on Yu Mo's face, leaned back in the chair, subconsciously raised his head, looked at the blue sky, and was slightly distracted.

"Boy, you've offended too many people lately, if you continue like this, no matter what the final result is, you'll die."

Xin Yongfeng, who has always maintained a lively posture, suddenly spoke, with some emotion.

Yu Mo came back to his senses and turned his head to look at Xin Yongfeng: "Do you know what I'm most afraid of?" ”

"I don't know."

Xin Yongfeng barely hesitated and shook his head.

Yu Mo chuckled: "What I'm most afraid of is not death, but fear... You can't die at the hands of that man. ”

"Speaking of which, I'm afraid that when the final battle is over, there will be too many people who want to kill me, and even I don't have the confidence to die accurately in his hands."

"Without confidence, he will let himself live until that moment."

As he spoke, Yu Mo's smile became a little bitter and shook his head slightly.

Xin Yongfeng's expression was a little strange, with puzzlement, and looked at Yu Mo: "It's really tiring to chat with people like you, and I don't say who that person is, I talk all day long, I imprison myself in a world that only belongs to me, and I always say in a beautiful name, sacrifice myself, and fulfill others!" ”

"It seems great, but it always feels a bit masochistic."

"Either everyone dies vigorously together, or everyone lives happily together, isn't it life?"

Xin Yongfeng complained weakly, there was still a delicate bird egg in his hand, looking at the eggshell, it was obvious that it had been coiled for a while.

"yes..."

"But one day, we fail, watching the demon beasts enter the country, massacre the human race, and the blood is flowing like a river, at that moment, you will still feel..."

"Isn't it in vain for everyone to die vigorously together?"

"At that moment, someone told you that you could go back in time, but you had to endure the pain alone, but you had the opportunity to change all this, what choice would you make?"

Yu Mo asked rhetorically.

Xin Yongfeng's words were blocked, and after a while, he muttered with a weak heart: "It's really annoying to have a debate with you, you can't talk about it, and you can't fight it." ”

As he spoke, he simply changed his direction and stopped looking at Yu Mo.

Yu Mo turned his head and glanced at the direction of the Demon Domain, with a little complexity in his eyes, and finally sighed lightly and said softly: "Confucian..."

In the next second, Confucian appeared beside Yu Mo, looking around sneakily, posing as if he would run away at any time.

After discovering that the strong man was indeed gone, he breathed a sigh of relief and put his hand on Yu Mo's wheelchair.

"It's also one of the three taboos in Sin City, and your guts are too small..."

"Slow... Dot..."

Yu Mo's words were not finished, and in the next second, Confucius decisively pushed his wheelchair away, extremely fast, and even Yu Mo could clearly feel the strong wind constantly blowing on his face, making him unable to even speak.

This painful process inevitably brought some not-so-good memories to his mind.

Thankfully...

This time, it seems that there is no dirt.

And then...

The tire of the wheelchair pressed on a stone, which made Yu Mo bounce up, and sat back on the wheelchair, constantly going back and forth.

In the end, Yu Mo had become expressionless and had to bear the pain alone.

"Tsk."

"Young people now..."

"If you're in a wheelchair, you're going to get on a ride."

"When the old man was young, he always opened the 28 bars."

Xin Yongfeng looked at this scene, amazed, with a little nostalgia in the depths of his eyes, and said with heartfelt emotion.

As for Yu Mo's pain...

Will drag racing still be painful?

Just enjoy!!