Fighter of the Destiny

It snowed in Baidi City in the middle of the night and for a whole day. All the streets and alleys turned white. The people outside the yard stood motionless and had already turned into snowmen. However, from time to time, heat would come from those covered with snow and frost. It sprayed out of his mouth and nose, and the scene looked a little weird.

Countless eyes fell on this courtyard, wanting to know what the Demon Lord and Chen Changsheng were talking about, and if they couldn't reach an agreement, when would they take action?

Luoluo stood by the window and looked at Fengxue quietly. She didn't know what was being discussed in the yard, but she knew that her husband would not agree to anything.

Mrs. Mu was also looking at the small courtyard in the snow, and she had the same view as Luoluo, so she was waiting for who would make the first move.

The courtyard door was closed tightly, no sound came out, only the sound of wind blowing snowflakes against the stone wall.

The yellow sand on the ground is covered with white snow, as if it has turned into the snowfield outside the old city of Snow.

The only branch of the tree was covered with snow, like countless white pillars.

Chen Changsheng and Demon Lord sat quietly in the wind and snow.

A moment ago, they were having a frank conversation, talking about cooperation and possible friendship, and also said that if everyone could leave Xuelao City alive, they should keep communicating.

The situation becomes extremely dangerous in the next moment, and it seems that he will attack the opponent at any time, using his most powerful means to harvest the opponent's life.

This change was so sudden that everyone except the person involved would find it extremely ridiculous, but no one saw it.

Chen Changsheng and Demon Lord will not find this change ridiculous, because from the beginning to now, from the observation deck to here, they have always wanted to kill each other.

Regardless of negotiation or dialogue, they are just small things besides killing the other party.

And they both have the ability to kill each other.

On the observation deck, Chen Changsheng used the Nanxi Zhai Sword Formation to defeat the Demon Lord's technique and did not continue to take action. This was because Mrs. Mu summoned Liuyun all over the city to stop him, and also because he vaguely sensed the danger. The Demon Lord's sleeves There should be a means to kill him hidden inside, but I don't know what it is.

The Demon Lord knew more about Chen Changsheng's realm strength and methods, but he had no confidence, especially when the five carriages arrived outside the courtyard.

He looked into Chen Changsheng's eyes and said, "Shang Xingzhou can't come, and Wang Po can't come, so who is here today?"

Chen Changsheng said: "In this case, the black robe and the devil commander can't come. Even if Bada Shanren is still alive, he probably won't be able to come."

They had discussed this issue on the observation deck.

At this time, they mentioned these two sentences again because they had decided to give up, but were a little reluctant to give up, so they wanted to confirm it one last time.

After saying these two sentences, Chen Changsheng and Demon Lord were silent for a long time again, and then sighed at the same time.

These two sighs representing giving up were full of regret.

It's very windy and snowy today, so the opportunity is great.

The Demon Lord is far away from Xue Lao City and the Pope is far away in a foreign land. This situation is too rare and may be difficult to happen again in the future.

How can we not be disappointed if we can't kill each other today?

"Thinking about it carefully, killing you really doesn't do much good for me. The human race will become more united and angry."

The Demon Lord looked at Chen Changsheng and said with emotion: "From this perspective, your existence is really meaningless."

Chen Changsheng raised the corners of his lips slightly, revealing a smile like the spring breeze, and said, "I'm used to it."

From the moment he was born, his existence was a conspiracy, a conspiracy against the Holy Queen Tianhai.

His existence has no self-significance. In other words, he should not have appeared in this world.

But now he's looking, and it's safe to say he's found it.

The Demon Lord tilted his head slightly, looked at the smile on his face, confirmed that it was not forced at all, raised his eyebrows and said, "You are really a monster."

Chen Changsheng has received many reviews, most of which are very positive. He is fresh, clean, perseverant, and a genius.

Even his enemies would at most say that he was a little dull or too stubborn, or they would question his unwiseness in handling his relationship with Shang Xingzhou.

But this is really the first time that he is considered a monster.

Chen Changsheng was not angry. Instead, he found the Demon Lord's opinion very interesting, or in other words, somewhat close to what he thought was true.

There is a saying that the people who know you best are not necessarily your friends, but your opponents.

Then the Demon Lord may be his real opponent.

Thinking about these things, he picked up the almost freezing cup of tea in front of him and poured it on the snow in front of him.

This is a memorial to those who died under the demonic wolf cavalry.

He is a guest, so he should take the initiative to say goodbye.

He stood up, dusted off the snow flakes on his body, nodded to the Demon Lord, turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

Looking at his back, Demon Lord suddenly said: "Bai Di will definitely be very disappointed."

Chen Changsheng stopped and asked, "Why not Mrs. Mu?"

The Demon Lord said: "Since you are unwilling to cooperate with me, then Mrs. Mu is my strongest supporter."

Chen Changsheng was silent for a while and asked, "What exactly does Mrs. Mu want to do?"

"The Daxizhou royal family has always prided itself on being orthodox, and her lineage even has the blood of the Xiuling clan. Do you think she will like the human race?"

The Demon Lord said with emotion: "And she is an Aquarius. Who knows what she is thinking."

Chen Changsheng knew that the demon king was talking about the popular constellations in Xuelao City, but he had no idea what Aquarius meant.

He shook his head in confusion and continued to walk outside the hospital.

The Demon Lord slowly stroked the two cold stone statues with his hands in his sleeves, a look of disgust appearing between his brows.

Then he looked at the straight footprints on the snow, as if measured with a ruler, and said to himself: "I actually moved the entire palace here. I'm really afraid of death."

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There was a creaking sound, a few snowflakes fell, and Chen Changsheng opened the courtyard door and walked out.

The sound and image soon spread throughout Baidi City.

Most people feel a lot more relaxed, while a few people feel disappointed, surprised, confused and other emotions.

People also got out of the five carriages one after another.

Taoist Siyuan, the master of Zhechong Hall.

Archbishop Eucalyptus.

The Lord of Heavenly Palace, the King of Linghai.

The new bishop of Xuanwen Hall is thirty-two.

The five giants of the state religion, except Mao Qiuyu who stayed behind in the palace, the other four all rushed to Baidi City tens of thousands of miles away, each holding valuable treasures.

Chen Changsheng first bowed solemnly to the blind piano master, and then spoke to the King of Linghai and others.

The green curtain was slightly lifted, the snow fell, and a handsome young man stepped out of the last car, it was Tang Sanliu.

In his right hand he held a short, inconspicuous-looking staff.

Chen Changsheng was about to say something to him when Tang Sanliu threw the short staff over.

Looking at this scene, the face of King Linghai became extremely ugly, and Eucalyptus couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

That inconspicuous short staff is the sacred staff of the state religion.

If Chen Changsheng hadn't reacted quickly, he might have fallen into the snow. What if it got damaged?

Tang Sanliu seemed not to notice the look in the eyes of King Linghai and others, and said angrily: "Don't let me do this kind of thing again in the future."

In order to break the restriction on the Red River, the light power in the state religion's staff was exhausted, and he has been receiving offerings in the Xihuang Taoist Temple these days.

Today, Chen Changsheng was going to meet the Demon Lord, and he had to make complete preparations. The only qualified staff holder he could trust was Tang Sanliu.

Even if the King of Linghai and others disliked Tang Sanliu, they still couldn't deny it.

Because Tang Sanliu had done this kind of thing before.

The person who took over the scepter from the Pope was not Chen Changsheng, but him.