Fighter of the Destiny

Compared to the people on both sides of the Luoshui River, the people on the boat were even more puzzled.

The battle had been over for some time, but Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong did not walk off the Naihe Bridge. Instead, they stood quietly at the other end of the bridge, not knowing what they were looking at.

Big figures such as Mao Qiuyu, King of Linghai, and even Xu Shiji thought that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong did not know each other, and they knew the hidden meaning behind the battle of Naihe Bridge, so they did not think that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong would pass through this. The Field Theory Sword gave rise to some feelings of mutual sympathy. So why can they stand together so peacefully just after the battle? And so close? What are they doing at this time?

"What are you doing?" Tang Sanliu said, looking at the backs of the two people on the snow bridge.

The same was true for Mo Yu. Thinking back to the night when Xu Yourong went to the National Education Academy, he felt more and more that there was something wrong with this matter and frowned slightly.

Tang Sanshiliu said with some annoyance: "Whether you are pretending to be lonely or imitating despair, can you take care of the mood of us viewers?"

Su Moyu asked from the side: "How are you feeling?"

Tang Sanliu pointed at Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong on the Naihe Bridge and said: "We just had such a fierce fight, and we were both obviously injured. How can we still be in the mood to be here when we are being stared at by so many people?" Appreciating the snow? Don’t you think this is too…that?”

That's a dirty word.

People on both sides of Luoshui and on the boat may have different moods, but no one wants to curse as much as he does at this time.

Because the scene on the Naihe Bridge is really beautiful at this time.

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Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong stood on the other side of the bridge, with their backs to the big ship on the Luoshui River and the tens of thousands of people on both sides of the river, as if they were not in this world.

I don't know how much time passed, but Chen Changsheng raised his head, looked at her, and said, "You..."

Xu Yourong didn't look at him, looked at the upper reaches of Luoshui River, and said calmly: "Don't talk."

Chen Changsheng hesitated and said, "Then I..."

Xu Yourong raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Didn't you tell me not to talk?"

Chen Changsheng lowered his head and said, "Oh."

Xu Yourong looked at the falling snowflakes in front of him and said, "Don't tell others about us."

Didn't you say don't talk? Chen Changsheng only dared to think about it in his heart, and then thought about her request, feeling a little confused.

"Well?"

Xu Yourong suddenly asked: "Are you happy?"

Chen Changsheng answered honestly: "Yes."

Xu Yourong turned to look at him, smiled and said, "How silly."

Chen Changsheng scratched his head and said, "Ah."

"I'm leaving first," Xu Yourong said.

Chen Changsheng was a little surprised and said anxiously: "Huh?"

Xu Yourong reached out to take the sword and walked towards the other side of the snow bridge.

Chen Changsheng looked at her back gradually disappearing into the snow, not knowing how to react.

He once again felt the same feeling he had felt in Zhou Lingli a few days ago.

Countless emotions came over me like a tidal wave.

This time there is no sadness in the tide, it is extremely complicated.

He stood on the Naihe Bridge in a daze, watching the white crane fly away, and suddenly looked at the pheasant-like young roc again.

In the wind and snow, the young roc turned its head and glanced at him, looking extremely mocking.

He turned to look at Luo Shui again, leaning on the railing with his head lowered.

He didn't cover his face with his hands, and he knew that his face was very hot at this time.

He didn't cover his face with his hands because he now had a small note in his hand.

This small note was secretly thrust into Xu Yourong's hand when he received Zhaijian.

In the Sixth Yard of Ivy, in the private schools in the prefectures, counties and countryside, when the spring is bright outside the window, there will always be small notes flowing between the desks.

Those little notes are like spring.

It was snowing today, and in front of tens of thousands of people in Kyoto, he also received a small note.

There is an address and a time written on the note.

Tofu fish on Fusui Road.

After dusk today.

This was the first time Chen Changsheng received such a small note.

He recalled the novels about talented men and beauties he had read and Tang Sanshiliu's daily teachings, and thought with some uncertainty, is this what dating means?

The wind and snow were as bad as before, and Naihe Bridge gradually became lively.

Xu Yourong admitted defeat and left. This much-anticipated battle was finally over.

Not to mention what changes this battle at Naihe Bridge will bring to the confrontation between the palace and the imperial court. This battle will definitely be recorded in the history books and become the first encounter between the pope and the saint in the future. It has been mentioned many times. For example, many people now want to know the details of this battle.

Especially Tang Sanliu.

He ignored the signals from the state cavalry and the Yulin Army, turned into a puff of smoke and ran to the Naihe Bridge. Looking at Chen Chang, he panted and asked, "Who won?"

Chen Changsheng was still in a daze at this time. Listening to his question, he subconsciously replied: "She didn't lose."

"I reminded you, don't be merciful just because she's pretty! As it turns out, you're merciless, but you're playing this trick on your lips. If she didn't lose, did you lose?" Tang Sanliu said angrily: "Xu Yourong has already admitted that he lost, and you still want to lie to me!"

Chen Changsheng didn't understand why he was so angry, and thought that even so, shouldn't you be happy as my friend?

"Since you can defeat her, why do you want me to buy you off before the war starts? What do you mean?"

Thinking about this, Tang Sanshiliu became furious and said, "You are a pig!"

Chen Changsheng then remembered this matter and many other things, and said with some shame, "Yes, I am a pig."

Tang Sanliu was stunned, and then realized that there was something wrong with him, and he looked a little lost.

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Under the gaze of countless people in Kyoto and with cheers from both sides of the street, Chen Changsheng and others returned to the National Education Academy.

The restaurant outside the courtyard wall has colorful lights hanging high and the piano is playing. The teachers and students, who are proud and happy because of the dean's victory, are celebrating there.

After Chen Changsheng returned to the room, he did not come out for a long time.

Tang Sanshiliu, Su Moyu and Xuanyuan Po stood downstairs, looking at the windows on the third floor with suspicious expressions on their faces.

Chen Changsheng finally won this world-famous battle, and he won beautifully. There was nothing that could be criticized, but why couldn't he see too many emotions that a winner should have on his face? Even if he had an engagement with Xu Yourong, his emotions might be a little complicated, but why would it be like this?

What happened on the Naihe Bridge? What problems did Chen Changsheng encounter?

"Let a mysophobic admit that he is a pig..."

Tang Sanliu looked at the window and said solemnly: "This matter seems to be very simple."

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