Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"In this case... kill or not..."

Shi Guang stood on the roof, staring at Zong Ren in the distance, and muttered to himself.

According to Yu Mo, if Zong Ren hesitated, he would be killed.

But the current situation is...

Zongren didn't hesitate, he was even decisive.

Standing on the edge of the outer city, there was a knock on the door of the only room.

But after knocking for 3 minutes, the door was not opened.

But Zong Ren was still steadfastly leaning on his crutches, knocking earnestly.

like...

Yu Mo didn't say how to solve this situation.

"Um..."

Yu Sheng pondered for a few seconds, fumbled for a crossbow in his backpack, and pulled the trigger at the window of the room.

The crossbow bolt shot through the window suddenly and entered the room.

And just at this time, Zong Ren knocked on the door very gently again.

"That should be fine."

Yu Sheng looked at this scene, muttered to himself, said softly, and then continued to watch quietly.

Sure enough, when the crossbow arrows were fired, the scene was indeed different.

Zong Ren was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously turned his head and looked to the distance behind him, his face was dark, he was limping on crutches, and stubbornly wanted to leave.

But at this time, the door of the room opened.

A bearded face, hair so long that it almost dragged to the ground, a giant like an ape, stood at the door.

His cold and indifferent eyes just fell on Zong Ren.

Although there was no murderous intent, for some reason, the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

Zong Ren was cold, and his blood flow rate dropped instantly.

Just looking into the eyes of that strong man, I can't help but feel a picture like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood emerge in my mind.

"You... hello..."

Zong Ren took a deep breath, the frantic desire to survive wanted him to forcefully maintain his sanity at this moment, looked at the strong man as calmly as possible and said.

Then...

The strong man grabbed his collar, like pulling a chicken, and carried him into the room, closing the door by the way.

Only the old man's walking stick was left alone at the door of the room.

"Will he die..."

Shi Guang watched this scene, a little dazed, turned his head to look at Yu Sheng and asked.

"Our task is to let him into the room."

"It's not about guaranteeing his life."

"In line with the rules."

Yu Sheng seemed more at a loss than Time, and responded seriously.

Time subconsciously nodded: "It makes sense."

The two decisively ended the topic, and silently stared at the room that hadn't made any movement.

"We still need to stay here?"

Time suddenly spoke.

Yu Sheng pondered for a few seconds: "Wait first, if we haven't come out for two hours, we can leave."

"Ah."

Time nodded.

The topic is over again.

As for what happened in the room at this time, the two of them didn't know, nor were they interested.

Everything that has nothing to do with the mission, for them...

It doesn't work much.

……

Cangcheng.

Reserve Family Building, Building 3, Unit 3, Room 201.

The room is not that big.

About 90 square meters.

a family of three.

A middle-aged woman in her forties was cleaning the living room.

There is also a girl who looks seventeen or eighteen, with short and refined hair, doing physical training on the sandbags placed in her room.

As for the master bedroom...

A man with gray hair fell on the bed, motionless, with his eyes closed.

If it weren't for the sound of breathing, it would even make people think that he was dead.

The mother and daughter are not surprised by this scene.

It wasn't until the room was cleaned that the woman walked to the master bedroom with a clean towel and skillfully wiped the man's body.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Nian'an, open the door."

The woman yelled from the bedroom.

The girl took off the glove in her hand, took a slight breath, put on her coat, and opened the door.

"Yuan... Grandpa Yuan?"

The girl looked at the benevolent old man standing at the door, was startled for a moment, and subconsciously shouted.

"Little Nian'an has grown so big in the blink of an eye?"

"I remember the last time I saw you, it seemed that I had just entered junior high school."

Looking at the girl, Yuan Qingshan felt a little emotional, and said with a sigh, he just walked in with a box.

Looking at the box in Yuan Qingshan's hand, the girl seemed to have realized something, but she was not in that happy mood, but frowned slightly: "My dad is going to be seriously injured again?"

The atmosphere became awkward in an instant.

Yuan Qingshan could no longer maintain his image of a kind elder, so he coughed lightly to relieve the atmosphere: "I can't say that, what if Xiao Kong is not injured this time..."

"Do you think it's possible?"

"As far as my dad's attributes..."

The girl said quietly.

Seeing the girl's slightly resentful expression, Yuan Qingshan didn't know how to speak for a moment.

I want to refute, but after thinking about it, it does seem to make sense.

"Old Yuan, you come..."

The woman happened to come out of the room at this moment, and after seeing Yuan Qingshan, she was a little surprised at first, and then she saw the obviously valuable box in his hand, she was a little silent for a while.

"It seems to be understood..."

"Actually, I don't want to come either. Every time I do this job."

"It's been a long time, it's too special..."

Yuan Qingshan couldn't help cursing a few words, but still put the box on the coffee table: "But there's no way, those old things are all oily, and I'm just an honest person."

"Anyway, at least you can talk."

"It's better than being upside down."

With that said, Yuan Qingshan slowly opened the box.

A strong energy permeates the entire room, and the box is full of valuable demon plants, and there is even an eighth-level demon core!

It's just that this demon core doesn't have the blood of a divine beast.

The woman's expression was a bit complicated, and she didn't respond immediately, but just sat opposite Yuan Qingshan.

The girl stood behind her mother, also silent.

Time goes by.

Yuan Qingshan didn't know what to say.

"Can it be cured..."

The woman finally spoke, she raised her head, and looked at Yuan Qingshan with a little pleading in her eyes.