Fighter of the Destiny

According to the rules of the Baidi clan and the traditions of the entire demon clan, if you cannot practice the royal skills to the highest level, you will not be qualified to inherit the throne.

In the past tens of thousands of years, there have been no exceptions, and there has never been a demon princess who has been able to cultivate the royal skills to the highest level.

If there is no other prince, then the royal family will recruit a bride, and the prince-in-law will be named a prince. After cultivating the royal family's skills to the highest level, he will become the heir to the throne of the demon clan.

It is a matter of course for many demon clan subjects that Her Highness Luoluo wants to get married, but who she marries is the real key.

Because the man she chose is very likely to be the next generation of Bai Emperor.

Xuanyuan Po didn't see it that way.

Like His Highness Luo Luo, he was a student of the National Education College, and he was also a patient of Chen Changsheng.

He knows better than anyone else that the meridian problem of His Highness Luoluo has been cured by Chen Changsheng a long time ago. As long as she is given enough time, she can certainly practice the royal skills to the highest level. By that time, she will be Why would the undisputed next generation White Emperor need to recruit a bride?

Well, even if Her Highness Luo Luo will become the next generation of White Emperor, she will still get married.

Xuanyuan Po was sitting on a stone on the bank of the Red River, and suddenly felt a little wet on his face.

Raindrops fell with the morning breeze.

It's going to rain and His Highness wants to get married. These are all natural things.

But why do I feel so sad?

Of course it's not because he has secret feelings for His Highness.

He is from the National Education College, and His Highness is the vice president of the National Education College. He has the responsibility to protect His Highness.

He knew that His Highness did not want to marry anyone else.

If something happened to her, how could he have the nerve to see Chen Changsheng?

How much would Zhe Xiu look down on him?

Will Su Moyu cross his name off the catalog?

And... Tang Sanliu's mouth.

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Po felt so terrible that his face turned a little pale.

"Your Highness, I will not let you get married!"

He punched the stone next to him hard.

His right arm shrank quite a bit and looked like it had no strength. There was moss on the stone and it just made a soft sound.

Only if you look carefully can you vaguely see that there are countless extremely tiny electric wires wrapped around his arms under the sleeves.

Xuanyuan Po left the Red River Bank.

Half an hour later.

There was a crash of thunder on the banks of the Red River.

It rains violently.

The hard rock on the shore cracked from the middle and fell into the river with a rumbling sound.

All the moss on the surface of the stone was scorched to death.

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It has been four years since I returned to the Emperor's City from Kyoto.

Luoluo's life was normal.

Just like when I was a child, I have good food and clothing, study and practice, play chess, calligraphy and painting, and climb high and see far away.

Apart from worrying about Chen Changsheng and those old friends from the Chinese Academy of Education, nothing else could affect her mood.

Her smile is still so sweet, and her eyes are still so smart, as if she can speak.

What His Highness Luo Luo wants to learn today is the magic sword in Lishan Sword Technique.

In several years, Chen Changsheng only sent her one letter, but that letter was very long and contained many words.

In that letter, Chen Changsheng carefully arranged all her five years of homework.

From this perspective, although Chen Changsheng, the teacher, is not particularly competent, it cannot be said that he did not put in any effort.

As for why he wanted to learn the Lishan Sword Technique, it was because Chen Changsheng felt that the Lishan Sword Technique was the best, and the key to the Lishan Sword Technique happened to be in Luo Luo's hands.

The morning breeze carried raindrops and fell on the window. Luoluo's eyes left the sword manual and landed on the window. She looked at the raindrops soaked in it, and seemed to be looking at the distance beyond the rain.

During these four years, she studied very diligently and did not miss any time.

As long as she could master the Lishan Sword Sect's magic sword, the lessons assigned to her by Chen Changsheng would be completed in no time.

This is a full year ahead of schedule estimated in that letter.

"If you finish learning all these, your husband will come to see me, right? At least... he should write another letter and assign new homework."

Luoluo thought silently, gathered her mind, and continued to read the sword manual.

Li Nushi looked at her with doting eyes, feeling proud and distressed at the same time.

Raindrops tapped on the window, and there were sounds of kneeling and footsteps.

Luoluo was startled for a moment, raised her head to take a look, let out a happy cry, and rushed over there.

She held Mrs. Mu's arm, shook her head gently, and smiled sweetly, a little like coquettishness, but more of a miss and closeness.

Mrs. Mu smiled and touched her face, saying a few words of concern.

After chatting for a while, Luoluo began to ask some questions about spiritual practice, and Mrs. Mu answered them seriously.

Time passed slowly like this.

Mrs. Mu left.

Luoluo looked at the direction in which she disappeared, the smile on her face gradually faded away, and she looked a little sad for some reason.

"Is it really confirmed?"

"Yes, word has spread in the city...the source should be the guards in Yuanzhu Pavilion."

Luoluo was even more sad because Mrs. Mu hadn't told her until just now.

She looked at Li Nushi and asked with a hint of hope: "Is it possible for father to be released from confinement within half a year?"

Li Nvshi whispered: "Probably not."

Back then, the White Emperor and the Demon King had a shocking battle in the snowy fields north of Hanshan Mountain, and both sides suffered losses.

The Demon King was directly forced from the throne by the Black Robe and the Demon Commander, and was knocked down into the abyss. Finally, he was killed by his own son using the starry sky in the snow ridge.

Baidi's injury was equally serious, and he gained some insights from this battle. After returning to Baidi City, he began to retreat in seclusion, hoping to make further progress while recuperating from his injuries.

Up to now, this domineering monster supreme has not appeared for five years.

Luoluo looked at the foreboding lines on the sword manual and asked after a moment of silence: "Where is Jin Changshi?"

"The guards are still very strict. If you want to make contact, it will be difficult not to be discovered."

Li Nvshi hesitated for a moment and then said: "Even if we contact Jin Changshi, there is nothing he can do."

"That makes sense."

Luoluo then asked: "Xuanyuan Po is still in that tavern?"

Hearing Xuanyuan Po's name, Li Nvshi couldn't help but reveal a smile on her face, and said, "And he comes to the palace every day to look at the menu."

Luoluo said with a smile: "Send someone to keep an eye on him. If he wants to do anything, just knock him out and send him back to Kyoto."

Li Nvshi responded softly, and then couldn't help but sigh.

Luoluo's status is extremely noble, but now when her mother wants to control her, she can't find any helper.

She was the only young man from the Bear tribe who could help her and always wanted to help her, but she couldn't bear that he would be in a dead end because of her.

"Do you know what I'm most afraid of?" Luo Luo whispered.

Li Nu Shi was slightly startled.

Luoluo was silent for a while and said: "What I am most afraid of is, isn't my mother afraid that my father will be angry after doing this?"

This is something Li Nushi has never figured out.

"If the mother is not worried, then there are only two possibilities. One possibility is that the hundreds of years of relationship between them are fake, and the mother will be detrimental to the father. There is also the most terrifying speculation that the father also knows this matter."

When she said this, Luo Luo looked a little confused and looked very helpless and weak.

Li Nvshi finally couldn't help but asked: "Your Highness, why don't we send a message to the human race?"