Fighter of the Destiny

There was a pop.

Not laughter.

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Xu Yourong's lips.

They all fell on Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng looked very embarrassed.

Xu Yourong opened his eyes and saw this scene. After thinking for a moment, he guessed what happened before.

She raised her sleeves to wipe away the blood on her lips, revealing a naughty smile.

Chen Changsheng couldn't care less about himself. He looked at her slightly pale face and asked worriedly: "Are you okay?"

Xu Yourong knew that he had some slight mysophobia, so she looked at him and ignored him. Feeling slightly moved, she took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the blood off his face.

"Just force the congestion out and it'll be fine."

She closed her eyes against the twilight and was meditating to heal her injuries, but Chen Changsheng misunderstood her.

Chen Changsheng felt slightly embarrassed, but more worried, even after hearing her say that everything was fine.

Hezhai retreat is a very important matter. Today Xu Yourong was released from the retreat early because of him, and his practice will inevitably be greatly affected.

The most important thing is that her Taoist heart will be covered with a layer of traces that are difficult to remove, and it is very likely that she will never be able to find an opportunity to break through.

Thinking of this, Chen Changsheng's mood became heavier.

Xu Yourong knew what he was thinking, and said: "Many ascetics encounter a situation like mine. Once they are frustrated, their Taoist hearts will be shaken. From then on, they never have the opportunity to ask about the sacredness. But you don't have to worry about me, because I am better than anyone else." Confidence, I’m still young.”

The so-called cultivating the Tao means cultivating the years. As the youngest monk in recorded history to be able to see the threshold, she still has many years to comprehend and taste. The most important thing is that she has a very clear understanding of this, thereby ensuring that these years will not be wasted and her Taoist heart will not be affected in any way.

After hearing these words, Chen Changsheng felt a little better.

The blood on his face had been wiped clean by Xu Yourong, and there were occasional remnants that turned into phoenix fire and disappeared without a trace in the dusk, but the clothes could not be dealt with. He naturally took out a set of clean Taoist robes from the Zangfeng sword scabbard, then turned around and put them on. The whole action seemed particularly skillful, as if he had repeated it countless times.

Xu Yourong asked, "You always carry clean clothes with you? Why are you so skilled at changing them?"

Chen Changsheng thought about the big hole that had been punched in the wall of the National Education College, and the little girl who was holding the edge of the big wooden barrel and staring at him, pretending not to care even though her face was already red, and suddenly he missed a lot, but nowhere. Hui mentioned, I just talked about the scenes from the bottom of Beixin Bridge leading to Lenggong Hantan.

Xu Yourong knew the story under the Beixin Bridge since he was a child. He didn't think it was strange and asked, "What on earth is going on with the little black dragon?"

This question is about Bie Tianxin being killed.

Although everyone now knows that this is a conspiracy in Daxizhou, the problem is that before the conspiracy was exposed, Chen Changsheng never agreed to let the little black dragon come out to confront him. Bingxue is as smart as she is, so she has naturally guessed that something must have happened. On the body of the little black dragon.

Chen Changsheng said: "We can't confirm it now, but she should not be in danger."

Xu Yourong said, "What needs to be done?"

Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "We'll talk about it after a while."

Xu Yourong stopped talking and asked, "Have you ever walked around here?"

Chen Changsheng said: "I have seen some of the scenery you mentioned in your letter, but I don't have time to take a closer look."

Xu Yourong smiled and said, "Shall I take you to see it?"

Chen Changsheng said: "Okay."

The mountain breeze blew slightly, the flowers and trees swayed, and the fragrance was overwhelming. The white crane came through the dusk and landed in front of them.

With a clear chirp, the white crane rose into the sky with the two of them on its back, tearing through the dusk again at an extremely fast speed, breaking through the clouds and fog, and reached the top of the peak. Standing on the edge of the cliff, looking at the wilderness and Tongjiang River under the twilight, as well as the mountain peaks that had turned into ink color, Chen Changsheng said with emotion: "When I was a child, you said in your letter that the scenery here is very good, and it is indeed true."

Xu Yourong forced himself to calm down and said, "Did I write you letters when I was a child? You may have remembered wrongly. I wrote a lot of letters to you a few years ago."

Chen Changsheng smiled and said: "Bai He should still remember it, why did you forget it?"

Hearing this, Bai He chirped twice, indicating that this was indeed the case.

Xu Yourong's face showed a slightly annoyed look as he said, "I don't know how you deceived it into trusting it, but it didn't even listen to what I said."

Chen Changsheng took her hand and sat down on the most prominent piece of bluestone on the edge of the cliff.

“I have loved meditating on this bluestone since I was a child.”

"Well, you said it in your letter when you were nine years old."

"Hey, you really remembered it wrong."

"I remember correctly, because the scenery you described in the letter is exactly the same as here."

"I don't want to talk to you anymore."

"Okay, so three years ago you said in your letter that there were many birds here, why didn't I see them?"

"Would you like to see it? I can have lots of birds come and play."

"Is this what is called thousands of birds paying homage to the phoenix?"

"yes."

"Forget it, night is coming, you have to rest, why bother."

"That's fine."

"But what about the pheasant?"

Chen Changsheng was naturally talking about the golden-winged roc in Zhou Garden that was far from full-grown.

"It likes to eat meat, so I sent it to the grassland."

"grassland?"

"It's the grassland you gave me."

"Well... let's go see it together if we have a chance."

"What are you going to see?"

"If the monsters in Zhou Garden like it, they can live there, and so can we..."

"..."

Yesterday, he rushed all the way from Fengyang County to this place. He was worried and worried. He also encountered two major events, Nanxi Zhai's reunion and Bie Tianxin's death. Several thrilling battles had made Chen Changsheng extremely exhausted, and fatigue gradually came over him.

He and Xu Yourong sat on the bluestone on the edge of the cliff, leaning against each other, just like they did in Zhou Garden. They were very relaxed and comfortable, and they quickly closed their eyes.

I don't know how much time passed, but Xu Yourong suddenly opened his eyes.

She looked at Chen Changsheng's face quietly, as if trying to find some emotion other than exhaustion, but found nothing.

He is still as clean as before, extremely clean from the inside out, free from dust and distractions.

"Chen Changsheng, why did you refuse to reply to my letters after you were ten years old?"

Xu Yourong looked at him and said softly.

Chen Changsheng was already asleep and had no way to answer her question.

Suddenly, Xu Yourong looked at Chen Changsheng with wide eyes, a curious expression on his face, and then he thought of something and became a little nervous.

She looked around.

The chirping of birds among the peaks and cliffs suddenly stopped, the strange beasts lowered their heads one after another, and even the white crane twisted its neck to look at the distant mountains.

Xu Yourong lowered his head and kissed her.

Well, it tastes like glutinous rice cake, not too bad.

At this moment, Chen Changsheng opened his eyes.

But there is no separation.

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(You didn’t guess it! How could I be guessed by you so easily! It’s the same sentence that has been repeated for many years, my romance novels are the best!)