Once upon a time there was a demon pass

Time goes by.

They have gone from initial anger and shock to numbness and ashes in their hearts.

Even when they saw the bloody and terrifying scene of the head falling, they would feel that it was normal and there would be no trouble.

Yu Mo would always pick out dozens of people when they thought this was the last batch, and cut them off in front of them.

The executioner changed batch after batch.

The sun has also set, from noon to night.

Sometimes, they also thought, don't go to this beast's performance anymore.

But as long as there is an Internet, this live broadcast can be seen everywhere...

It is no longer up to them to decide.

Even if you open a webpage or click on a video, you will automatically jump to this live broadcast room.

Even if they were disconnected from the Internet, there were still voices of other people watching the live broadcast in their ears.

It's as if a sick lunatic is forcing everyone to appreciate his art.

Bloody art.

Manminshu Voting keeps opening and closing.

There is even only one percent of the base left from the most successful one, that is to say, if there is one percent more people who voted for it at that time, there will be nine senses out of the mountain.

Some extreme, hot-tempered people are still cursing.

Some rational people are still analyzing the pros and cons.

More rationally, some differences have already been analyzed in the words of these prisoners before they died.

Here, it seems really...

Misunderstanding?

But with all the anger of the people, these are not important anymore.

Again, no proof.

Even if the evidence is presented and the crimes announced by Yu Mo are true, most of the people here are still not worthy of death.

It can also be solved by being imprisoned for ten years and exiled to the crime city.

Of course, it's just that all of this needs to go through the procedure of trial.

With such a large number of people, if you want to go to trial one by one, then hire a lawyer...

There could be a delay of several years.

It is far inferior to the current quick knife to cut the mess.

In the corner that the camera couldn't see, Time was already holding the engineer shovel in his hand, his eyes were bright, he was still whispering something, and his eyes kept scanning these corpses.

"It's time to clean up a batch..."

"If they don't clean it up, it will affect their follow-up work."

"Where to dig a hole..."

Time can't understand the anger of these people at all, nor can it understand the inner persistence of these light group members at this time, the great...

Just like in Sin City.

You kill me, I kill you...

Very normal.

If you don't like me, just kill me.

After all, she has never experienced such a baptism as the rest of her life.

The only thing she cares about in her heart is the pit...

A member of the light team came from a distance and stood in front of Time: "The team leader said that it is time to dig a hole, so dig it in this square."

"square?"

Time was stunned for a moment, looking at the floor tiles in the square, he frowned slightly.

Obviously, it's not easy to start.

"Ah."

"The team leader said that if you need help, he can transfer..."

The team members are still adding explanations.

"Need not!"

"I can!"

But before he could finish his words, Shi Shi immediately rejected him.

The next moment, Shi Guang clenched the engineering shovel in his hand, took a deep breath, and walked towards the rear area of ​​the square.

Vaguely, Yu Sheng even felt a surge of energy in her body.

Yu Sheng glanced at Yu Mo from a distance, and happened to meet Yu Mo's eyes.

"You are..."

"Do you want them to always remember you and hate you..."

Yu Sheng seems to be talking to himself.

But Yu Mo in the distance seemed to understand Yu Sheng's words, and opened his mouth with a light smile: "I just want them to look at their ancestors..."

Neither of them made a sound, but both understood each other's words.

Eyes crossed.

Yu Sheng returned to silence again, leaning against the car.

Yu Mo, on the other hand, looked at the new batch of prisoners and began to accuse them of their crimes.

……

"You apprentice..."

"Enough decisive, enough ruthless."

"If there is a chance in the future, maybe find a way to assassinate him."

The old white ape's voice was a bit vicissitudes, hoarse, and his eyes were even more profound. Looking at Yu Mo's face on the phone screen, he frowned slightly and said lightly.

At this time, Ji Hong was a little lonely.

Just leaning against the tree, no longer looking at the phone, but looking up at the bright moon in the sky, I don't know what I was thinking.

From below, there were a few low roars of monsters from time to time, breaking the tranquility of the night.

"not in a good mood?"

"In the words of your human race..."

"Sorry, I've memorized a lot of ancient books recently, I need to think about it..."

The old white ape expressed his apology gracefully, and then fell into deep thought.

"You are not mature..."

"It's mentally abnormal..."

"In fact, no matter what kind of personality you show, it will not affect the final result."

"If you have the cards, run away."

"If you don't have a hole card, you die."

"Now these are meaningless..."

Ji Hong turned his head, glanced at the old white ape who was still playing tricks, and said lightly.

The old white ape froze, but the smile soon returned to his face.

"Try it, you have nothing to lose."

"Even if the survival rate is one percent more, it is still profitable."

"Besides, frankly speaking, I still enjoy being an ally with you."

"At least comfortable."

"You said that if there was no such inevitable conflict between the human race and the demon realm, and everyone lived in harmony, I should become friends with you."

"Sometimes I also think that I have been alone for so long..."

"If you have a friend by your side..."

As the old white ape spoke, his tone became a little lonely. The moonlight swayed on its face, and it was indescribably lonely.

But Ji Hong's eyes never changed from the beginning to the end.

"Again..."

"If you become the master of Tianqiongjian, will you let the human race go?"

Ji Hong asked lightly.

The old white ape shook his head without hesitation: "Of course not!"

"Will you let me go?"

Ji Hong asked again.

This time the old white ape was stunned for a moment, looking at Ji Hong's face by the moonlight, he didn't speak for a long time, and became silent.

It was not until a long time later that he said softly: "No..."

"How much do you think I will give you for your performance just now?"

"Or, do you think I was just touched?"

Ji Hong looked at the old white ape playfully, and smiled lightly.

The complex emotions on the old white ape's face were instantly swept away: "You don't want oil and salt!"

"If it were a Gu carving, I would already have softened my heart by now!"

"Human Race..."

"It's so difficult."

With that said, the old white ape turned his back and continued to stare at the live broadcast on his mobile phone, watching with great interest.

"Tsk tsk, have you seen that girl doll?"

"It's actually digging a hole, so skilled."

"It's a pity to bury it."

"If I absorb their blood, the injuries should all recover."

It stared at the figure of time in the far corner, full of regret.