Fighter of the Destiny

In the bright church, the archbishop was thinking about the dark killings - in order to resolve the conflict caused by the young people in the National Education Academy, in order to give this matter an ending acceptable to all parties, if the Pope no longer protects Chen Changsheng, Of course Zhou Tong can die.

However, Zhou Tong was not an ordinary person after all. Even when everyone thought that the courtyard with the broken crabapple flowers had reached a deadlock, he still refused to accept the ending arranged by others. He gave the world an unexpected ending.

The Pope withdrew his gaze to the sky, looked at the King of Linghai, and smiled.

The voice of the King of Linghai suddenly broke, like countless dark seawater breaking into white foam in an instant.

"What does he want to do?"

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"Many years ago, my sister was raped and murdered by... a son of a prince's family. Well, he wasn't a prince, or a favored younger son, he was just a very ordinary son born to a concubine. I would even bet that, That prince didn't even know if he had this son, because he was like a breeding pig, giving birth to more than forty sons and a bunch of daughters, but in short... his surname is Chen."

Zhou Tong looked at Chen Changsheng, his eyes were cold, but deep down there was a trace of violent memories: "How could the imperial court pay attention to such a trivial matter? How could the Kyoto Prefecture and the Military and Horse Division dare to go to the Prince's Mansion to arrest people, so this incident Things were gradually forgotten, and in the end I was the only one left who still remembered how hard it rained that day, and how many wounds my sister’s body had been bitten by wild beasts... Yes, it’s hard to forget, What would you do if you were me?"

Begonia flowers have fallen in the small courtyard, and the ground is like snow, but there is some blood in it.

Chen Changsheng and the others didn't know why he brought up these old things, let alone how to deal with them.

"Of course I want to kill people." Zhou Tong said calmly: "In order to kill the prince's son, well, I also thought about killing the prince together. I prepared for a long time and prepared to use my own I sacrificed my life for a moment of pleasure, but just when I was about to rush into the palace, I was stopped by someone, and that person was the empress."

He looked in the direction of the palace, with unusually complex emotions in his eyes. After a long silence, he continued to murmur: "The Queen told me that the sign of an immature person is that he is willing to do it vigorously for a certain reason. Go to hell, the sign of a mature man is that he is willing to humbly live for a reason."

Zhou Tong withdrew his gaze, looked at Chen Changsheng, and said calmly and seriously: "Do you understand?"

Chen Changsheng thought about it seriously, then shook his head and said, "I understand, but I can't do it."

Zhou Tong laughed and said, "Who can do it? I didn't agree with what the empress said, so I still drew my knife and rushed into the palace. Fortunately, the empress only moved one finger and hit me. Passed out."

Tang Sanshiliu asked: "What happened next?"

Zhou Tong said: "I naturally understood later, so I began to endure it for a long time."

Tang Thirty-Six remembered a certain murder case in Kyoto that shocked the mainland back then. He was a little suspicious, but not sure, so he asked: "The end?"

"In the end, of course I killed that man and the prince, of course... I executed him by Lingchi. Of course, I killed the entire palace, more than forty sons and daughters... no matter how fertile they were, they would be able to reproduce like pigs. How can I kill as fast as I can? Your Majesty is indeed right. I lived humbly and even humbly for so many more years before I could finally achieve my goal."

Zhou Tong laughed like a child, very happy and innocent, so it felt cruel.

Xuanyuan Po opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, and felt that the small courtyard was suddenly cold.

Tang Thirty-Six confirmed that it was indeed the case of Qishan Prince's Mansion where the whole family was raided and beheaded, and remained silent.

Chen Changsheng suddenly said: "I think the you who was carrying a sharp knife and preparing to rush into the palace was better than the you who came later."

When he said this, he looked into Zhou Tong's eyes seriously.

Zhou Tong said: "Even if it is immature or even stupid?"

Chen Changsheng said: "Some things, sometimes, it would be better to be immature."

Zhou Tong was quiet for a long time, and then suddenly laughed.

He turned around and walked towards the back of the courtyard, the sleeves of his bright red official robe flicking, lifting up a piece of red and white petals.

The side door of the small courtyard opened with a creak, and several officials from the Cleaning Department came out carrying a stretcher.

Zhe Xiu was lying on a stretcher, his face pale and his eyes closed.

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Zhexiu was imprisoned in Zhou Prison for so many days. No matter how much pressure Li Palace and Zhaixing Academy put on him, Zhou Tong turned a blind eye because this was the will of the Holy Queen and it was putting pressure on Li Shan.

——Just like what he said to Chen Changsheng, Zhexiu is in Zhou Prison, which means that Zhou Yuan's case is not over. The Lishan Sword Sect, which has just emerged from the civil strife, must pay something for this matter. For Zhou, this is certainly a good thing.

Of course, there were some deeper reasons why he refused to release Zhexiu, but he couldn't tell anyone. Just like until this moment, no one knew that he had actually been ready to release Zhexiu for a long time, but...

"Sir, why did you agree to let me go?" Priest Xin asked in confusion in the coldest room of the Qing Li Si Yamen.

Priest Xin! No one could have imagined that he, whom Archbishop Merissa had trusted the most in the last few months, would actually appear here at this time, and his relationship with Zhou Tong was obviously extraordinary. It was unknown who he really was.

"Why not let him go? The pressure on Li Shan should be enough. I originally wanted to see how Li Gong would react, but it turned out that a saint like His Majesty the Pope is indeed beyond my control, but at least I saw with my own eyes what he was like. people."

Zhou Tong closed his eyes and thought about the clean young man he saw under the crabapple tree earlier.

Priest Xin thought to himself that the definition of maturity and immaturity that the Lord just mentioned was extremely reasonable and extremely difficult to deal with. He originally thought that Chen Changsheng's answer touched your old soul, that's why you agreed to let him go. …

"Moved?" Zhou Tong seemed to have the ability to detect people's hearts. He opened his eyes and said expressionlessly: "I have never had a sister. Who can be moved? Whose answer can move me?"

Priest Xin shook his head and said, "The bishop was reading this book before he passed away."

While speaking, he took out a classic from his arms and handed it over.

Zhou Tong reached out and took it, and found that it was a famous scroll of time from the state religion.

Looking at this classic, he remembered the young man under the crabapple tree earlier and was silent for a long time.

What he told Priest Xin was true.

He still refused to let go of his folded sleeves. He just wanted to take a look at Chen Changsheng from head to toe, inside and out, with the help of two begonia flowers and Zhou Yu's murderous aura.

To him, this was the most important thing, more important than folding his sleeves, and more important than the two archbishops' indifferent intentions of erasing.

Because he wanted to see a period of time in Chen Changsheng.

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(It was very windy in Daqing and the plane couldn't land. I went out at 7 o'clock in the morning. At this time, I was still trapped in Changchun Airport. I said why I changed it, but I actually wrote an update. I love myself.)