Chapter 1562: Martial Law
Lin Xiaoxiao seemed to have been in the mountains for a long time, or maybe she wanted Zhao Zicheng to become her daughter, and after knowing the news that Atai was coming, she chose to go out of the mountain without hesitation.
She was originally full of confidence, after all, no child would refuse a big fluffy dog, and she would definitely be Zhao Zicheng's wife's favorite person!
But she was wrong.
Couldn't be more wrong.
Because she was stunned to find that Zhao Zicheng's daughter was between Dabai and the tombstone, she chose the tombstone without hesitation.
Even if Da Bai takes the initiative to come over and put on a cute expression, he will be directly ignored.
And then...
Since Dabai often sheds hair...
Zhao Zicheng's wife's resentment +1+1+1...+10000...
Of course, these grievances are ultimately borne by Zhao Zicheng alone!
Every day during the day, after being beaten by Mu Yu and Atai in turn, he will be taken out by his wife alone and beaten again.
Overall, during this period of time, Zhao Zicheng has always been painful and happy.
Fortunately, the house given by Sun Wen is indeed big enough, and it will not be crowded, but it will also be very lively.
And although Zhao Zicheng's wife expressed her resentment, she was still mostly joking, and she was still very polite and polite to everyone.
Well...
It was very polite at first.
After getting acquainted, it's like raising a group of children, who should be beaten and scolded.
"You say..."
"Where did Boss Yu go?"
Zhao Zicheng and Mu Yu walked on the street, looking at the constantly shuttling crowd, Zhao Zicheng said suddenly.
Mu Yu shook his head: "I don't know, but at least I'm alive, and I'm alive very nourishingly." ”
"That's right."
"By the way, there's news over there."
"I just returned to the human race from the demon domain the day before yesterday, and my breath seems to be even stronger."
"Eight Jue, who was in charge of guarding the city, said that when he looked at Time, he felt the threat of death."
Zhao Zixiang suddenly thought of something and said.
Mu Yu showed an ugly smile: "The inheritor of the Yu clan is naturally different, there is so much energy that it can't be used up, and it is estimated that it will soon be Jiujue." ”
"Are you sour?"
Zhao Zicheng looked at Mu Yu playfully.
Mu Yu shook his head decisively: "Fart, I'm the inheritor of the human race!" ”
"Oh, what a coincidence, so did I."
"Atay too."
"Sun Wen too."
"Everybody on the street is."
Zhao Zicheng smiled and pointed around, and he could clearly feel that Mu Yu's body was trembling slightly.
"I suddenly felt that I needed to practice today..."
Mu Yu looked at Zhao Zicheng expressionlessly, suddenly grabbed him by the collar, and dragged him back to the practice room.
A few minutes later, Zhao Zicheng's terrible screams came from the practice room.
……
Another half a year has passed.
Even if the higher-ups have been as moderate as possible, the people can still feel some tension in the air.
The most intuitive feedback brought to them is that the training intensity of the reserve is constantly rising, the training in the field is increasing, and the number of confrontations is increasing, and in addition to the Demon Pavilion, I don't know where to get a large number of live demon beasts, and the level is not low, and it is specially sent to the large battalions of each reserve, and the eight jue will specially explain the abilities and weaknesses of these demon beasts.
Including the Dark Pavilion and the Demon Removal Pavilion, they also began to reduce the number of times they appeared in front of the public and disappeared quietly.
From time to time, there are tightly wrapped trucks shuttling through the streets, and finally disappearing.
On the other side of the Demon Domain, the situation is similar.
It's just that they don't show as subtle as the Terrans.
Batches of demon beasts have begun to gather together, including those far away from the four major passes of the human race, and they have already gathered in advance, and are temporarily stationed near the four major passes of the human race, ready to go, every night, you can clearly hear the roar of the demon beasts!
In this atmosphere, the Terrans also began to send troops to converge on the four major passes.
Every day, there are rows of trucks, pulling groups of soldiers to rush to the city pass.
On the forum, there is a lot of speculation, but there is no clear official information.
Until another month passed.
All the army breakers sent out a post on the forum in unison.
On the post, there is only one sentence.
This time, we will rely on ourselves and plant our banner on the walls of the Heavenly Vault. ’
And with this post, those people never appeared on the forum again.
Under the influence of this atmosphere, even the hearts of the people followed, frequently paying attention to all the things related to the Demon Suppression Pass, and even locked their eyes on Yu Mo in advance.
You must know that on weekdays, when this kind of thing happens, Yu Mo is often the one who dances the most!
But the strange thing is that this time, Yu Mo did not come out to brush his sense of existence, but remained silent, full of doubts.
"Time... It's not enough. ”
Yu Mo sat in the president's office of the Golden Ingot Group, and his voice was a little low.
(Birthday, rest!) Relax your brain! Incidentally... Ask for a tip! )