Fighter of the Destiny

Chapter 980 It’s hard to disobey a teacher’s orders

A white crane in the sky.

This scene attracted the attention of countless people in Baidi City.

More than a dozen gray vultures flew up from the heights of the imperial city and headed towards the sky. However, these ferocious birds, which are known for their ferociousness and untamability, seemed particularly timid today for some reason. They did not dare to approach the white crane at all. There are still several miles to go and we dare not go any further.

Countless lines of sight followed the white crane.

In a very short period of time, the white crane came from the mountains on the other side of the Red River to the highest point of the imperial city, and then landed.

After ancient times, terrifying monsters such as bull beasts and earth monkeys have been hard to find, and fairy birds are even rarer.

The demon people were shocked and kept wondering about the identity of the man on the crane's back.

The Archbishop of Xihuang Taoist Temple knelt down with dozens of priests.

The expressions on their faces were very respectful, even humble, but the emotions in their eyes were very eager, even fanatical.

The deacons of the Tang family and those Tiannan practitioners soon came to their senses and bowed down in shock.

The Zhou envoy's emotions were a bit complicated, but he did not hesitate too much and knelt down with his subordinates.

Seeing this scene, some demon people thought of the most famous white crane in the mainland today, and vaguely guessed the identity of that person.

The discussion in front of the imperial city suddenly disappeared and became quiet.

The demon race and the human race have been in alliance for thousands of years and have had many exchanges. There are also many state religion believers who knelt down in shock and joy.

There were also many people who had no idea what was going on, nor the identity of the person on top of the white crane. They just saw many people around them kneeling on the ground and worshiping devoutly. Infected by this atmosphere, they also knelt down subconsciously.

From the imperial city to the castle tower, on the stone walls and meadows, countless demon people knelt on the ground like a tidal wave.

…

The slightly cold wind blew gently.

The small white flowers on the bluestone floor trembled gently.

Bai He slowly folded his wings.

The man stood on the observation deck.

His left hand held a divine staff, and some of the sacred light had not dissipated, and it was very bright.

His eyes were brighter than the light emanating from the scepter.

The atmosphere on the observation deck seemed to have condensed, and it was extremely quiet.

Countless eyes fell on him, with extremely complicated emotions.

There is no one in the mainland who does not know this white crane, and there is no one who cannot recognize this sacred staff.

Then, naturally no one would not know who he is.

The one who arrived on the white crane was not an immortal, but a saint.

The person holding the staff is not a god, but the Pope.

From the Luling Palace to the bank of the Red River, he traveled 80,000 miles day and night, forcing himself to break through the restrictions, and Chen Changsheng finally arrived here.

During this long journey, he passed through many clouds and blew through many winds, but his face was still clean, and there was no dust on his blue Taoist robes, except that the Taoist bun, which was usually tied very tightly, looked a little messy.

Luoluo rubbed her eyes and tilted her head, looking very cute.

She thought she had seen and heard wrong.

After confirming that she had read and heard correctly, she smiled.

This is the most authentic smile from the inside out, just like the process of a flower blooming.

Anyone who sees this smile, no matter where they stand, can truly feel her happiness and joy at this moment.

Luo Luo rushed towards Chen Changsheng.

Just like everyone imagined.

But just when she was still a few steps away from Chen Changsheng, she stopped.

She stopped so quickly that the soles of her boots left a clear mark on the hard ground.

She lowered her head slightly, clasped her hands lightly, and saluted sideways. Her posture was perfect and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Meet sir."

…

There must be a plan to be arrogant in the past and respectful in the future, because there must be a reason for the change.

There are naturally reasons for Luoluo's performance.

Chen Changsheng knew it, so he didn't say anything and just looked at her.

He hadn't looked at her for a long time.

Five years.

I don't know if it was because of his natural talent or the love of Xinghai, but time left no trace on Luo Luo's little face.

Chen Changsheng seemed to still be looking at the little girl from back then.

In the past five years, he rarely wrote to her, thinking that she would gradually forget those things back then.

But time is of no use to her.

She didn't forget.

Of course he didn't forget it either.

He is now the Pope and the dean of the Anglican College, with many students and many fanatical believers like Anwar.

But he has only one real student.

And she was his earliest follower, when he was a young Taoist priest whom no one knew about.

Thinking of these things, a smile appeared on Chen Changsheng's face, like a ray of spring breeze.

His voice is like the spring breeze, not deliberately touching, but so easy to get close to and lingering around.

"stand up."

Luoluo stood up.

She listened to him the most.

Chen Changsheng loves her the most.

So the second sentence he said was.

"come over."

Luoluo walked in front of him.

She stood behind him.

Just like that first night at the Anglican Academy.

When the demon assassin came towards her, Chen Changsheng stood in front of her.

Just like on the first night of the Ivy Banquet.

When the Heavenly Daoist Academy was about to take action, Chen Changsheng pulled her behind him.

Luoluo looked at Chen Changsheng's back, thinking that what his father said was true.

If the sky falls, there will always be a tall person to help you hold it up.

My husband has always been taller than me.

Her eyes fell on the hem of Chen Changsheng's clothes, and she suddenly felt an impulse when she recalled the scene mentioned in Archbishop Eucalyptus Lin's letter.

If you can capture that demon princess, why can't you capture her?

But in the end she didn't reach out because she proudly thought that she was her husband's student and she didn't need to prove it to others.

She no longer thinks about the past, nor the present.

She didn't have to think about her parents' orders or her marriage to the Demon Lord.

She knew that her husband would handle it for her.

At this time, she only needed to look at Chen Changsheng intently.

And then kept sighing.

Sir, your back is so beautiful.

Sir it still smells so good.

…

Many eyes fell on Chen Changsheng.

Just like Luoluo.