Fighter of the Destiny

The assassin was behind Chen Changsheng. He used this simplest, even somewhat stupid method to make all Chen Changsheng's vigilance and defense fall into the air. Now he had swept in front of Su Li, only a foot away. distance.

For an Assassin in the Star Converging Realm, this distance does not exist. Except for the strong men in the sacred realm, there are only a few people like Jin Yulu and Nan Ke who can surpass him with their natural speed advantage. quick.

The eyes of the assassin and Su Li met in the rainstorm.

Now it is an irreversible killing situation, so their eyes are very calm, but there are some extremely complex emotions hidden in the calmness. The assassin looked at Su Li, and there was an indelible trace faintly visible in the deepest part of his ruthless eyes. The pain and hatred accumulated for countless years. Su Li looked at the assassin who came out of the rain. The emotion between his eyebrows was very casual. It seemed that this person didn't care about his own life. But why did he look so solemn?

The yellow paper umbrella was in Su Li's left hand, soaked by the rain. His right hand was still some distance away from the umbrella handle. Was he still capable of fighting? Will he reach out and hold the umbrella handle the next moment like he did in the snowfield or in the inn before?

Dozens of days and nights followed in silence. No matter how brutally Chen Changsheng and Su Li faced Xue He and Liang Hongzhuang, the assassin never took action. Even when Liang Wangsun and Xiao Zhang arrived at the inn earlier, he still remained silent. He didn't take the opportunity to take action. It must be said that this assassin who was ranked third in the world had unimaginable caution and acumen. At that time, he thought that the situation on the court had changed, so he remained still. Until then, Wang Po appeared on the stage. , Zhu Luo drew his sword, and young Chen Changsheng walked towards the other end of the rain street with enthusiasm. After all the changes came to an end, he chose to draw his sword.

When all changes were complete, his appearance was the only change.

The mountains are exhausted, the water is exhausted, the rocks are revealed, the sun sets, and at the end, there is no way to look back. Just like Chen Changsheng left Su Li, even if he only took more than ten steps, it was too late to look back, let alone turn around to save him.

Chen Changsheng's body was very cold.

He was not Jin Yulu, nor was he Nanke. Although he knew how to walk, there was no way he could get back to Su Li before the assassin did in such a short period of time.

The fastest thing in the world is not the red eagle or the red goose, it is not the Golden Rule, it is not the Nanke, it is not the assassin, it is the thought.

As he thought about these things with despair, his body was already moving.

He didn't even realize he was moving.

He moved the Yeshibu without turning around or calculating the star positions. He simply relied on memorizing thousands of directions of the Yeshibu to recall Su Li's position, and then disappeared into the rainy sky.

He knew it would be difficult for him to successfully get back before the assassin, but he wanted to try.

Either because the whole world feels that Su Li should not die at this time, or because the whole world is moved by his strong regret and intention to make amends, or because his improvement in realm makes Ye Shibu even faster, or maybe it's because The assassin's movement and sword were not as fast as people imagined, or maybe he had a sword intention attached to his Ye Shibu...

There was a soft sound on the rainy street, poof.

That was the sound of the sword touching blood, and the sound of the water bladder bursting.

Chen Changsheng appeared in the rainy sky in front of Su Li.

He actually used Ye Shibu to get ahead of the assassin!

He looked down at his chest and abdomen.

The assassin's sword pierced his abdomen, and blood slowly overflowed.

The assassin looked at Chen Changsheng, with a slightly confused look in his originally indifferent eyes.

He couldn't understand how his sword could penetrate Chen Changsheng's body.

Chen Changsheng also had many things that he couldn't understand. For example, the assassins in the Star Gathering Realm turned out to be so powerful. They could pierce his body easily. Although the piercing was not too deep, it still hurt. He looked at his abdomen that was slowly bleeding, feeling a little confused, but also a little relieved and thinking, why does the blood that is bleeding now have no smell?

The assassin couldn't understand why Chen Changsheng could come back so quickly.

——There is a residual sword intention that lingers in the heavy rain.

The assassin felt it and then knew that it was the last move of the Lishan Sword.

The last move of the Lishan Dharma Sword is a sword that burns both jade and stone. It is a life-threatening sword.

Even if you don't care about your life, it's naturally very fatal. Because it's very fatal, it's very fast.

From fighting in the imperial examination to snowfields and then practicing the Burning Sword, Chen Changsheng was very familiar with this sword.

There is no one in the world who is more familiar with this sword than him.

In the desperate moment, he had no time to draw his sword, only this sword.

This sword does not require a sword, only the heroism.

Fortunately or unfortunately, he won the bet.

He used the last move of Lishan Sword to return to Su Li.

He used his body to block the assassin's extremely sinister and powerful sword.

The blood trickled out slowly and was washed away by the rain.

Rain Street is quiet.

Seeing this scene, the crowd was shocked and speechless.

No one thought that Chen Changsheng would actually try his best to protect Su Li. No one thought that he was seriously injured.

At this time, everyone in Xunyang City came to kill Su Li, but no one wanted to kill Chen Changsheng. He is the dean of the Anglican Academy, and he is the nephew of the Pope. This... is just an accident.

Is it an accident? Quite unexpected indeed. Whether it was Zhu Luo on the other side of Rain Street, Su Li on the horse, or even the assassin in front of him, they were all surprised. So, what should we do next?

Immediately afterwards, another soft sound sounded in the rain street.

Blood spurted out and the sword left Chen Changsheng's body.

The assassin drew his sword at Su Li again, very calmly, even a little dull.

Chen Changsheng stepped on the star position, broke the rain curtain, and used the sword to get up.

He appears again before the Assassin's Sword.

With a pop, the sword edge sank into his chest and abdomen again, drawing out blood.

His face was pale, but there were two blushes on his face.

It is the color brought by pain and blood loss, and it is also the heroic mixture of persistence and will.

The assassin lowered his head slightly and looked at him quietly without saying a word. The meaning in his eyes was very clear: you will die.

Chen Changsheng was seriously injured and unable to speak. The rain was flowing on his face, and his meaning was very clear: So what?

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Some people choose to die to save others, such as Chen Changsheng. Some people die to kill people, such as Liang Xiaoxiao.

On the tens of thousands of miles journey from the Demonic Snowfield to Tianliang County and back south, Chen Changsheng and Su Li encountered many things and missed certain places.

The place that Chen Changsheng missed the most was Kyoto, while the place that Su Li worried about the most was Lishan.

Li Shan was also worried about Su Li, but Li Shan was facing a lot of troublesome problems at that time. Mr. Qiu Shan was seriously injured and was still unconscious. Qijian, who had just been transported back to Li Shan, was also unconscious. Then, many people came to the mountain. . There are many people in Kyoto who are worried about Chen Changsheng. Luoluo stands on the top of Qingxian Palace, watching the sunset every day, her beautiful face is full of worry and sadness. The National Education Academy is as quiet as a tomb. Xuanyuan Po goes to the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books every day. See if Tang Thirty-Six has come out. The big banyan tree by the lake is green in the spring, but no one comes to check it out.

What happened in Zhou Garden has ended, but the aftermath is far from subsided. People left Hanqiu City and spread the news about what happened in Zhou Garden and the shocking news outside Zhou Garden throughout the continent - the demons didn't know what they used. Methods sneaked into Zhouyuan, and then forcibly closed Zhouyuan, setting off countless bloody storms inside. Afterwards, the Zhou Garden suddenly collapsed for unknown reasons, and should have been destroyed by now. Many extremely talented young practitioners perished during it. The most shocking thing is that Chen Changsheng disappeared from the Zhou Garden, and his life and death are still unknown.

Now Chen Changsheng is no longer the young Taoist priest from the old temple in Xining Town. He was the first to win the imperial examination last year. He attracted the stars in the sky in the Tomb of Heavenly Books and helped dozens of practitioners of the same age successfully break through. He He is the young genius that the Pope most values ​​​​and is the youngest dean of the Anglican Academy in history.

Such a person whose life or death is unknown and whose whereabouts are unknown will certainly attract the shocked eyes of the entire continent. The only thing that can be compared with this matter is the accusation made by Liang Xiaoxiao before his death. Liang Xiaoxiao did not explain before his death, but everyone present knew that what he wanted to say was... Chen Changsheng, Qi Jian, and Zhe Xiu colluded with the demons.

If anyone else made this accusation, it would only attract ridicule, but Liang Xiaoxiao is a disciple of Lishan and the famous Qilu of the Kingdom of God. He has no reason to frame his junior brother Qijian. The most important thing is... Liang Xiaoxiao is dead. .

He died under the last move of Lishan Sword.

And dead men don't lie.

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"Dead people can't even speak, so they naturally can't lie. The problem is that when the Lishan disciple said those words, he was not dead yet, so why do you think he can't lie?"

"But Liang Xiaoxiao was already seriously injured at the time and was not far from death. Those words... were tantamount to his last words."

Zhou Tong showed no expression, his eyebrows were like two ink lines under the light of the oil lamp, and said: "The last words must be credible? Then it will be much easier for me to handle the case in the future. Who else thinks that I have insufficient evidence?" , I arrange for one of his nephews to commit suicide, can I just leave a few words before he dies?"

"I never knew Lord Zhou Tong valued evidence so much." Mo Yu looked at him and said. She has never liked Zhou Tong, and the whole of Kyoto knows this. Of course, this does not affect her and Zhou Tong's cooperation in court affairs. As the two most reliable arms of the Holy Empress in the court, they must cooperate well. .

"The point is, no one believes that Chen Changsheng would collude with the demons, so I need evidence."

Zhou Tong's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "In fact, if the Lishan disciple hadn't died and based on Zhuang Changyu's accusation, do you think Ligong would agree to hand over the folded sleeves to me?

Mo Yu was silent for a moment and then said: "What was the result of the interrogation?"

"He didn't say a word, so naturally there was no result."

Zhou Tong said expressionlessly: "I will interrogate him for another month. If by that time, he still does not admit that he and Chen Changsheng colluded with the demons, then... I will admit that he is telling the truth."

Hearing these words, Mo Yu felt a chill and turned a little pale.

Zhexiu has been in jail for many days. If he is imprisoned for another month, can he still come out alive? You must know that the prison he is in is not the imperial prison, nor the prison of the Ministry of punishment, but the Zhou prison, the most gloomy and terrifying in the legend. No one could survive such a long time in prison. Even if it could, it would be too cruel.

So cruel... even Zhou Tong himself felt a little sympathetic to the wolf boy.

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(The writing is good. I hope there will be an update tomorrow. If not, I will tell everyone in advance.)