Fighter of the Destiny

The second master of the Tang family gradually lost his smile, looked at him and said, "The Pope really wants to humiliate our Tang family?"

Chen Changsheng stared at somewhere outside the hall and said: "I have never thought about humiliating anyone, but that guy often deliberately misinterprets my meaning to satisfy his own evil taste. For example, now, he will definitely say that I am humiliating. It's you, it has nothing to do with the Tang family, because what qualifications do you have to represent the Tang family?"

This is the most important sentence.

Although Chen Changsheng said this in the name of Tang Sanliu, it was obviously what he wanted to say.

The state religion did not agree with the second brother's inheritance of the Tang family, and did not even want to have any dialogue or negotiation with the second brother, but still stood firmly on the side of the eldest brother.

This is something that has long been judged clearly. But before today, the second master of the Tang family would inevitably imagine some other possibilities. With the imperial court clearly gaining power and the Tang family's family obviously losing power, is it possible that Li Gong would give up his original idea and try to win over him, the real head of the Tang family?

If this situation really happens, the Tang family's position will be more important, they will be more comfortable, and they can get more benefits.

Now Chen Changsheng's words directly announced that this possibility no longer existed.

The second master of the Tang family was not very disappointed, but he felt the pressure again.

This means that if he wants to become the head of the Tang family, he first needs to pass the Chen Changsheng test.

Although he is confident and has the full support of the imperial court and Shang Xingzhou, this time, his opponent is the entire state religion.

"I don't want to humiliate the Tang family. In fact, I don't want to humiliate you either. I just really don't like your smile."

Chen Changsheng's voice was still so calm, just like his expression at this time.

It would be rude to say something like this in person, but at least it's honest.

"Wang Po doesn't like laughing like this either... When he first saw me smiling like this in my old house, he wanted to punch me in the face."

The second master of the Tang family said: "But even today, he is already a strong man in the sacred realm, but I still laugh like this, and he still can't do anything to me. Lord Pope, if you really don't like me smiling like this, then just Close your eyes or try to get used to it.”

Compared with Chen Changsheng's words, his attitude was more rude and tough.

The meaning of this sentence is very clear and simple.

Don't think about interfering in the Tang family's affairs. If you don't have the ability to do so, please pretend not to know, or... endure it.

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Both the main hall and the back hall of Wenshui Dao Hall are magnificent, comparable to the other halls in the Ligong Palace.

Because for countless years, the Tang family in Wenshui City has contributed too much wealth to the state religion.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this reason that the worshipers and followers of the Tang family did not feel awe when looking at the Taoist temple, but instead felt a sense of pride in looking at their own property.

The second master of the Tang family has been entering the back hall for a long time, but there was no sound. The expressions of the two worshippers became increasingly serious, and the entourage was eager to rush in.

If it weren't for the two archbishops guarding outside the temple, if His Majesty the Pope wasn't inside the temple, and if it was still normal, the people of the Tang family would really be able to do such a thing.

The two priests looked at each other and saw the vigilance and uneasiness in each other's eyes, and unnoticeably sent a message to the outside of the woods.

There was no sound of wind in the woods, but there were several very slight fluctuations of aura, and even the Taoist palace's formation was not detected.

Bishop Wenshui was guarding here with dozens of priests and a larger number of cavalry.

On a tree deep in the winter forest, Zhexiu held the Demon Commander's flag and sword with his eyes closed, as if he was resting his mind, but his consciousness was always following those breaths.

If the Tang family really dares to risk the world and not take action for Wei, the two men brought by the worshipers will never be able to rush into the Taoist temple, because the King of Linghai and Eucalyptus Lin are there, and these men hidden in the woods should also be able to It died cleanly in a very short period of time.

Naturally, the Tang family would not do such a stupid thing. Their real preparations should be in other directions.

The back garden of the Taoist Hall is on the bank of Wenshui River. On the other side is a long embankment. Behind the embankment are restaurants and private houses.

The doors of the two residential houses upstream and downstream, which are more than two hundred feet apart, are closed. The light inside is dim, with many people hiding in them, and several heavy iron boxes - the iron boxes contain mountain-breaking axes, designed by the Tang family. Ordnance is often used to cut off the sharp and hard front claws of wolf riders on the battlefield. Today, it is intended to be used to cut off the two heavy iron chains on Wenshui River.

When the iron chain is broken, the Wenshui River, which has been calm for many years, will flood into more than ten armored ships, with more than ten divine crossbows installed on the ships.

The sewer pipe leading to the Taoist Temple was already filled with a black and sticky oily substance. I don't know what it was used for.

The setting sun reflects on the restaurant. The scenery on the second floor is better and you can see further.

Rob sat on the railing, drinking wine facing the sunset, silently calculating in his mind how long it had been since the second master of the Tang family entered the palace.

There are many powerful people in the state religion. Logically speaking, even if the Tang family prepares for a long time, they can still handle it.

The problem is that those are not all the strengths of the Tang family.

Rob looked downstairs.

The setting sun hangs in the Wenshui River, the evening clouds disappear into the night, and the trees on the shore seem to have turned into red maples.

A blind luthier played by the water.

Seven vendors, six government officials, three fortune tellers, two old men selling sesame candy, and a little girl buying makeup were on the street.

Just like yesterday.

Looking at these pictures, Rob remained silent, thinking that the strength of the Tang family was indeed unfathomable.

Could that guy really be in trouble today?

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"In that case, why did you come to see me?" Chen Changsheng asked, looking at the second master of the Tang family.

The second master of the Tang family said: "This is Wenshui City. As the master, of course I have to come to greet you and see if there is any lack of hospitality. This is etiquette."

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

This is the meaning of sending off guests after reviewing.

Naturally, the second master of the Tang family would not leave like this. He had not yet met the person he wanted to see.

"You have a friend in Wenshui. Coincidentally, I also have a friend in Ligong. His name is Bai Shi."

He said to Chen Changsheng: "I don't know where he is at this time. It's rare for an old friend to meet again. I would like to treat him to a drink."

Chen Changsheng said: "Unfortunately, he cannot drink this glass of wine because he is already dead."

He was very calm, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.

The second master of the Tang family could no longer remain calm, his expression slowly changed, and then he laughed silently again.

This time, there was something unclear in his smile, and there was more chill.

"Then the Pope, have you ever thought that your friend might be dead?"

He stared into Chen Changsheng's eyes.

Chen Changsheng was still very calm: "No, because I'm not dead yet."

This is the confidence.

He is the Pope.

As long as he lives, who dares to kill his friend?

The second master of the Tang family stared at his eyes for a long time, and suddenly said: "The Pope may not know something, but my eldest brother is seriously ill. He has been suffering from the disease for more than two years. There is no cure, and there is always someone. He may die, and the disease... is most likely hereditary."

Chen Changsheng said: "Then why don't you get sick? So in my opinion, this disease cannot be hereditary, and my friend will not get sick."

The second master of the Tang family's voice became even colder: "Who can say for sure about illness?"

Chen Changsheng stared into his eyes and said word by word: "I'm right. If I don't allow him to get sick, he can't get sick."