Fighter of the Destiny

The word "traitor" is actually not appropriate, or not accurate enough. In this story, it should be referred to as a spy or something else. For example, the next sentence that broke the silence of the crowd: "Chen Changsheng, you are a villain, you actually colluded with the devil." The clan killed talented people from Lishan, and now they have forced Master Changyu to death!"

"Forced to death? I think some big shots used shameful means! This is a shameless murder! How shameful!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

After observing the monument at the Tomb of Heavenly Books, Chen Changsheng was no longer the target of hostility and hatred among all Kyoto people. Many people began to regard him as the glory of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Some people loudly accused Chen Changsheng, and naturally some people loudly defended him. Suddenly, there was a loud quarrel on the streets of Kyoto, and it was extremely noisy and lively.

Chen Changsheng looked at the curtains and was surprised when he heard the sound coming from outside the car. On the way, through Hua Jiefu, he finally learned all the details of what happened outside Zhouyuan. He originally thought that the first thing he would do after returning to Kyoto was to confront Zhuang Changyu, but who knew that Zhuang Changyu last night... Actually dead?

The sounds outside the car window became louder and louder, the people's arguments became more and more fierce, and the words became more and more sharp. It was noisy and annoying. Chen Changsheng wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing and lowered his head in silence. , the eyelashes tremble slightly, and the childish look between the eyebrows is almost gone.

Regardless of whether it was cheered by thousands of people or pointed out by thousands of people, in short, under the gaze of countless people in Kyoto, Chen Changsheng returned to Kyoto. It was not until the motorcade drove into the depths of Baihua Alley that the world outside the window finally became quieter.

There were priests guarding Baihua Lane, and no one could get close. Chen Changsheng looked at the still new gate of the National Education College and the still old ivy on it, feeling the solemn silence coming from all around, and felt a little uncomfortable.

After viewing all the mausoleums in front of him in one day and bathing in the stars in Kyoto one night, it didn't take long for the Pope to establish his status as the successor of the national religion. Moreover, after he left the Mausoleum of Heaven's Book, he entered the Zhou Garden and spent his days in the grassland where the sun never sets. Then there was the snowy field thousands of miles away. He was running away and had no time or opportunity to feel some changes. Now he feels like he is in another world.

Many things have changed. The National Education Academy, which was once surrounded by countless angry people in Kyoto, has now become a place that ordinary people cannot approach at all. Although it is far from being able to restore its former glory, the atmosphere has changed.

Fortunately, many things remain unchanged. Jin Yulu is still standing at the gate of the National Education College, and the silk shirt full of copper coin patterns that makes him look extremely rich and rustic is still as smooth as water. Xuanyuan Po is still as majestic and majestic, with arms thicker than trees, and always makes him feel like he is hugging him. He had the illusion of being swallowed up.

Luoluo still fell into her arms like a breeze, she put her arms around his neck and rubbed his chin with her forehead, with a satisfied smile on her face.

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Standing on the big banyan tree by the lake, Chen Changsheng talked to Luo Luo for a long time. He told the little girl everything that happened in the Zhou Garden and what he encountered during his subsequent journey home thousands of miles south.

"That girl from the Xiuling Tribe...is she very beautiful?"

There were so many things, including grand events, conspiracies and assassinations, a sword stretching thousands of miles, thousands of swords unsheathed, and iron swords cutting through the wind and rain. Luoluo only cared about this. She looked at Chen Changsheng with her eyes wide open and asked curiously.

Chen Changsheng naturally couldn't forget the girl named Chen Chujian, but suddenly he found that he couldn't remember her features. For some reason, he felt cold in his body and felt that he was losing something.

Luoluo could feel his emotional changes, looked at him with some sympathy, reached out to grab his sleeve, and said softly: "Sir, don't worry too much, I'll find a way to ask someone to check."

It was a long journey back to Kyoto from Xunyang City, and he had a lot of time. In addition to clearing these memories and preparing for Kyoto, Chen Changsheng certainly did not forget to ask people in the national religion to help find the whereabouts of the girl he first met. However, neither the priests in the palace nor people from Han Qiucheng were sure whether there was such a girl among the Tongyou realm practitioners who entered Zhou Garden. Then, it is naturally impossible to determine whether she survived.

Listening to Luo Luo's words, Chen Changsheng felt more at ease. The Xiuling Clan has a close relationship with Baidi City and Daxi Continent. Luo Luo's mother is the eldest princess of Da Xi Continent, and her father is the Bai Emperor of the Demon Clan. She asked someone to check. , should be more convenient.

Luoluo said again: "Zhuang Changyu is dead."

She had long forgotten that when she was studying in Tiandaoyuan, she had seen her former genius classmate in Dean Mao's apartment. She mentioned it at this time just because she was worried that Zhuang Changyu's death would bring some harm to her husband. trouble.

Chen Changsheng was silent for a while and said, "Yes, I understand."

Luoluo said again: "Sir, I have been to the palace twice, trying to get them to let go of Zhexiu, but without success."

Chen Changsheng rubbed her head and said with a smile, "Is it your fault?"

Luo Luo fell into his palm and rubbed it, looking so cute.

The sunlight fell on the spring lake, and then reflected between the branches of the big banyan tree, turning into countless light spots that could change at any time, and one of them fell on Chen Changsheng's face. Luoluo stared at the light spot and chuckled. She was very happy because her husband did not blame her or thank her, but even imitated her words to make her happy.

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Next, Chen Changsheng spent half an hour and three large buckets of hot water washing himself from head to toe, and then went to the palace with Luo Luo.

The Pope was waiting for him in the palace.

Not the main hall of light, but the quiet side hall.

The light in the hall was very dim, and only the tender green of the green leaves jumped directly into people's eyes. Then, he saw the magic staff casually placed on the wall, the square clear pool and the extremely gorgeous building. The crystal seat and the Yin-Yang crown on the seat are indescribable. Finally, he saw the old man in sackcloth. Different from the fanatical worship imagination of worldly believers, the Supreme Pope looks like an ordinary old man, not even as eye-catching as the external objects such as the scepter and the divine crown.

Looking at the back of the Pope watering the green leaves, Chen Changsheng's thoughts were a little confused. Everyone knows that he is the successor chosen by the Pope. Some big shots even know that he is the Pope's nephew. In other words, he is the only successor of the Pope in this world. But the problem is that he and the Pope have no relationship. Having only met twice, he was really not familiar with the Pope, let alone close to him.

The Pope wiped his hands with a handkerchief, turned to look at him and said with a smile: "I remember Su Li is very good at food. Did you eat anything good when you followed him?"

Obviously the pope's expression was so kind and his voice was so gentle, just like an elder asking a junior who had returned from a distant trip. In order not to make the junior too nervous, he asked very trivial matters at first... But Chen However, Changsheng felt that a huge mountain stretching between heaven and earth was pressing down on him.

From the Demonic Snowfield to Xunyang City, many people wanted to kill Su Li. Behind those people stood a tall figure that looked like a god.

It is the Pope.

But Su Li survived largely because of Chen Changsheng, so he couldn't help but think that the Pope's words had a hidden meaning, and he couldn't help being nervous.

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(This kind of nervousness is probably the same as the nervousness of meeting my father-in-law? There will be two chapters tomorrow.)