Fighter of the Destiny

When the clear light fell, Xu Yourong used the holy light technique to heal Chen Changsheng's injuries.

Then, Chen Changsheng used a golden needle to unblock Xiao's meridians and gave him a pill that could soothe blood and stimulate the mind.

Xiao Zhang did not thank him, but was very dissatisfied and said, "Where is the cinnabar pill? Why don't you give me one to try?"

Under the deliberate publicity of the eccentric priests headed by Anhua and those fanatical believers, the entire continent now knows the origin and practice of cinnabar pill.

This extremely precious and miraculous elixir was refined by His Majesty the Pope with his own holy blood.

Xiao Zhang also knew it, but he didn't care much. He wanted to take your pill, so it didn't matter.

Chen Changsheng explained: "The bottle made a few days ago has been sent to Songshan Military Mansion. If you want to eat it, you have to wait for another ten days."

The war has not started yet, and Xiao Zhang is of great significance to the human race now, so he doesn't care.

But Xu Yourong cared, maybe because he felt sorry for Chen Changsheng, or maybe because the blood in Chen Changsheng's body was mixed with her blood and couldn't be separated at all.

In other words, Cinnabar Dan is half as good as him and should be half as good as hers. Why should you alone have the final say?

She looked at Xiao Zhang and said, "Are you sure you want to eat?"

Thinking about her previous conversation with Yanzhishanren, Xiao Zhang suddenly felt a little cold and said, "You think I farted."

Looking at this scene, Wang Po was in a good mood and laughed out loud.

Xiao Zhang sneered and said, "Your farts are pretty loud too."

Chen Changsheng asked: "Why are you here?"

This is also what Xu Yourong and Xiao Zhang want to know.

Although the Demon Commander did not show up until the end, there was no problem with the black robe's game.

Xiao Zhang sent back the news through the Bear Clan that the Demon Clan started hunting him down more than ten days ago.

Chen Changsheng received the news only in the past two days.

Saint realm experts like Mao Qiuyu and Xiang Wang have to face the pressure of the demon army, and they don't even know about it.

Xiao Zhang broke through tonight, and Mao Qiuyu, Xiang Wang and others should also have sensed it.

But the two sides are too far apart, and even the powerful ones in the sacred realm can't catch up, unless the other side is resurrected.

The most fundamental reason is trust.

Xiao Zhang doesn't like this world, so naturally he won't trust it.

In his eyes, figures like Mao Qiuyu and Xiang Wang are probably more dangerous than the masters of the demon clan.

Just like Su Li did back then.

Still Chen Changsheng.

Everything happened so fast that he didn't have time to think more.

Even if he knew that the demons might be setting up a trap, he could only break in.

Why does Wang Po appear?

He left Baidi City and Xu Yourong left Saintess' Peak and came to this grassland because they had a special communication method and the fastest speed.

This can only mean that Wang Po knew the news beforehand.

Who told him?

"The night before yesterday, Huo Yunlin went to Tongyuan and brought a letter."

Wang Po said: "That letter comes from Luoyang."

There is a Changchun Temple in Luoyang.

Chen Changsheng looked at Wang Po.

Wang Po nodded.

Chen Changsheng was a little surprised, thinking how could the master know the demon clan's conspiracy in advance?

"There's something wrong with the black robe." Xu Yourong said.

Her last conversation with Yanzhishanren was to confirm this.

"Now it seems that your master also has problems. To figure out these problems, you may need to go to Luoyang."

The night wind gradually calmed down, the smoke and dust had collected, and a faint wisp of white appeared on the horizon.

The morning light symbolizes the approaching day.

Wang Po said to Xiao Zhang, "Do you want to go with me?"

The white paper rustled, which was Xiao Zhang breathing and feeling a little annoyed.

"I'm no worse than you now, do I need you to care about me?"

After decades of hearing such unreasonable words, Wang Po smiled and didn't take it seriously.

As expected, Xiao Zhang was still so arrogant and irritable, with a very bad temper.

Chen Changsheng was very curious as to how he could think of asking for help from him with such a temperament.

The reason given by Xiao Zhang is very simple, but very powerful, and even somewhat touching.

"I have practiced Taoism for decades, and I have no shame in saying that I practiced extremely diligently, with deep intentions, and even went as far as going crazy. Only then did I finally reach this stage. I saw the possibility of crossing that threshold. At this time, I died. What a pity it is? Even if I am going to die, I have to go over there and take a look at the scenery over there first."

"And if you can't cross that threshold, dying in the snowy field is considered tragic, and it doesn't matter. But now the human race is about to win, and I may be promoted to the Holy Realm. Then I am useful, so how can I Die casually? I have to live more carefully."

If he crosses that threshold, his once strong love and hatred, doubts about the world, pride and indulgence must be temporarily put aside.

Because he needs to live and live for the human race. In other words, he is no longer himself, at least no longer just himself.

Wang Po was a little comforted, Chen Changsheng was a little emotional, and Xu Yourong was a little silent. He thought to himself, does the scenery behind the threshold really have such a big impact on the ascetics?

The morning breeze was a little cold, but the atmosphere was a little warm, but Xiao Zhang didn't like it very much.

He likes to be awed and feared, but does not like to be admired or liked.

He was used to a cold-toned life, so in order to avoid the conversation turning into a warm heart-to-heart conversation, he changed the subject somewhat abruptly.

"Your combined swordsmanship is truly amazing."

Xiao Zhang looked at Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong and said.

Although he changed the topic abruptly, his expression was serious because he was telling the truth.

The combined swordsmanship in this sentence refers to the combined swords of Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong, but it is not limited to this, and also includes the cooperation between the two of them when fighting the Yanzhi Mountain Man.

The kind of cooperation that is seamless and rotates freely, like stars reflecting on the river, must require two people to be completely connected.

Everyone knows that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong are a Taoist couple, but everyone knows that being connected is the most difficult thing in the world to achieve.

Even if it is difficult for mother and son, companions who live and die together, and couples who have been married for many years, it is difficult for them to do it. Why can they do it?

Even people like Xiao Zhang were praising him, which made Chen Changsheng a little happy and a little worried.

Firstly, this question was difficult to answer, and secondly, Yourong was in a bad mood tonight, and he was worried that an incorrect answer would make her even more unhappy.

Xiao Zhang looked back and forth between him and Xu Yourong, and said, "Is there any problem between the two of you?"

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"Is there any problem between you two?"

The starlight fell in the courtyard, turning the blue bricks into silver and the goose-yellow sleeves into bud yellow.

Looking at the folded sleeves outside the fence, Qi Jian felt a little uneasy and held his sleeves tightly with both hands.

If it was a few years ago, he should be staring at these silver bricks at this time, because he likes silver best.

Otherwise, he should be staring at himself. He likes to look at this dress and himself most.

When did everything start to change?

Looking at Zhe Xiu's back, Qi Jian looked a little lonely.

Zhe Xiu had no intention of turning around, nor did he directly answer the question.

"Don't think blindly. Go to bed early. I'll be back later."

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The courtyard is on the side of the mountain behind Qingxia Gorge, with a grassland in front of it, which looks like a beautiful blanket under the starlight.

There is a path leading deep into the grassland. It must have been stepped on by someone's feet. It looks like a white thread falling on the felt.

Zhexiu has stayed here for many years. Although he has not yet married Qijian, the whole Lishan has already acquiesced.

It's just that no one can contact Su Li, so this matter can only be delayed for the time being.

Zhexiu is still as silent as before, the lines on his face are softer, and his sleeves and trouser legs are no longer as short as before.

Every few days, he would go to Qianshan to listen to the sword sounds of the leader of the Lishan Sword Sect. The illness he suffered from on a whim was much better. Although he was not cured yet, he had not had an attack for several years.

His realm also improved very quickly. In early spring, the peach blossom trees outside the courtyard fence bloomed overnight, and he finally reached the peak of the Star Gathering Realm.

Coupled with the special abilities brought about by the mixture of wolves and humans, his current combat power is really terrifying. Guan Feibai and Liang Banhu are no longer his opponents, and Baicai can't even take three moves under his hands, even with those In a battle with the elders of the sword hall, he could not fall behind.

To get to this grassland from Mount Li, you need to pass the sword path on Qingxia Gorge. During the day, some elders and some disciples would come to this grassland to practice swordsmanship. At night, this grassland was completely silent, except for him, Qi Jian, and the girl living on the big tree deep in the grassland.

Looking at the big tree in the distance, Zhexiu's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes a bit sharp.

It is very strange that there is such a big tree in the endless grassland.

That big tree requires about ten people to surround it. The surface is very smooth, as if there is no bark. There are very few horizontal branches, and the number of leaves is completely inconsistent with the size of the big tree. They are not visible until the highest point. It looks a little dense and a little bare. If you look at it from a distance, it really looks like a sword.

After walking to the big tree, Zhexiu looked up.

"You came?"

"You came!"

As if sensing his gaze, two voices rang out.

The two voices were in no particular order, as if they sounded at the same time, but they were very clearly separated from each other. It would never be possible for anyone to hear the two sentences as being spoken by the same person.

There was a voice that was crisp, spiritual, and full of surprise.

The other voice was extremely soft, slightly hoarse, and sounded very lazy.

The night breeze blew slightly, the blue light flowed, and the two women landed next to Zhexiu.

Both girls are beautiful, but their clothes and styles are completely different.

A woman is wearing a plain long skirt, her whole body is covered very tightly, nothing is exposed, no makeup is applied, her face is bare, she is extremely beautiful, she looks at Zhexiu with her big eyes open, her expression is very innocent and cute, her hands He carefully held Zhexiu's sleeves.

The other woman was dressed in red, with her black hair disheveled and slightly damp. Her eyebrows were picturesque, her eyelashes were blinking lightly, and she had a charm of her own. She had already leaned into Zhexiu's arms. Use the high point of the soft elastic to gently squeeze the upper arm of the sleeve, seemingly casually.

One is moving, the other is alluring, the other is pure, and the other is charming. It is probably difficult for any man in the world to resist this temptation.

Zhe Xiu had no reaction, nor did he show hesitation or even show disgust like a moral gentleman.

He is not a moral gentleman, and he knows these two women and knows that they are beautiful, but they are not real people, but spirits.

They are the wings of Nanke, called Huacui and Ningqiu.

Back then in Xueling, Nanke was seriously injured and suffered a brain attack. His wings disappeared and even if they appeared, they could not be transformed into human beings.

It wasn't until a night not long ago that they reappeared, and it was from that night that Zhexiu would come to this big tree often.

The light wings waved silently, and Hua Cui Ningqiu flew up with folded sleeves.

In Zhe Xiu's eyes, the smooth surface of the big tree looked like a road that was constantly moving back.

After dozens of feet, there were more branches and more leaves, and the greenery became more and more lush, giving it a lush feeling.

Someone built a tree house in a tree, with a three-foot-wide platform in front. Standing there, you should be able to see the magnificent sunset over the grassland.

Zhexiu walked into the tree house.

Nanke squatted on the floor, hugging his knees with his left hand, resting his head on his knees, holding a branch in his right hand, and drawing something on the ground.

Hearing the footsteps, she raised her head, looked at Zhexiu and said, "You're here."

This is a declarative sentence, without any emotion, just like her voice, still as flat as before, without any ups and downs.

The distance between her eyes is still a little wide, and her expression is still a little dull, but it's much better than it was back then.

Zhengjian Qingyin, the head of the Lishan Sword Sect, was really powerful, and apart from Zhexiu's whim, it was also very beneficial to her.

Zhexiu didn't say anything to her, but asked directly: "Have you made up your mind?"

Because it is too direct, it seems a bit dull, which can also be interpreted as tough.

Nan Ke said: "You have asked me for twenty-nine nights in a row."

Zhe Xiu said: "You still have one day."

Nanke said: "I haven't thought about it yet."

Zhe Xiu was silent for a while and said, "If the answer is still the same tomorrow, I will kill you."

Nanke said: "If you were wary of me, you should tell the people of Lishan Sword Sect and join forces with them to kill me. Why do you come to ask me this question every night?"

Yes, she had woken up, just twenty-nine days ago.

It was on that night that Nanke's wings reappeared on the grassland, bringing out a strange and beautiful green light.

Zhexiu saw the green light and knew about it, so he came to the big tree and asked her a question.

Until tonight, Nanke still couldn't give the answer he wanted.

"Chen Changsheng entrusted you to me, so I have the responsibility to take care of you. I don't want you to die."

Zhe Xiu said: "And you are her relative. If you died in Lishan, she would be very sad."

Nanke put the branch in his hand on the floor and said, "But you will still kill me in the end."

Zhe Xiu said: "You can stay here."

This was the answer he wanted to hear from Nanke.

Nanke quietly looked at the grassland under the night and said: "The human race is about to go to war, of course I have to go back."

Although there is a deep hatred between her and the current Demon Lord, she is the princess of the Demon Clan after all.

"When you return to Xue Lao City, you will be the enemy."

Zhe Xiu said: "So I won't let you leave, even if I have to kill you."

Nanke said: "I want to think about it again."

Her voice was still straight, without ups and downs or emotions.

Zhexiu looked at her quietly and suddenly said: "Okay."

After saying this word, he walked out of the tree house.

The branch on the floor suddenly and silently turned black, then turned to ash.

On the platform outside the house, two green wings of light were flowing slowly, ready to launch a surprise attack at any time.

Looking at Zhe Xiu's back, Nan Ke had no expression on his face, as if he were looking at a dead person.