Fighter of the Destiny

After receiving the letter, Chen Changsheng exchanged a few words with Jin Yulu Xiaode and then left on a crane.

Jin Yulu and Xiao De looked at each other and saw each other's doubts and uneasiness.

Before Chen Changsheng left, he said he was going to do something and would come back when he was done. Finally, he said he hoped the matter would not be finished.

These words are very strange and difficult to understand, and what on earth could be more important than helping His Majesty the White Emperor escape from trouble?

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On a snowy peak about ten miles away from this black cliff, the light wind and snow merged with the white clothes.

Xu Yourong has been standing here for a while. She watched Chen Changsheng and Jin Yulu Xiaode enter the black cliff, watched Bai He arrive, and then Chen Changsheng left.

She vaguely guessed what happened in Baidi City, and her mood was somewhat affected.

She had observed the restricted formation in the black cliff for long enough and found a possible way to break it.

She took out a piece of white paper from her sleeve and folded it into a paper crane, then let it go.

The paper crane flew away with the snowy wind, fluttering to the black cliff, and then landed on the ground.

Xiao De looked around vigilantly, but found nothing. He picked up the paper crane and opened it. He saw two words written on the paper. The handwriting was beautiful, and it should be written by a woman.

Those two words are: "Sword Formation"

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With Xu Yourong's speed, it only took a short period of time to return to Baidi City from the Luoxing Mountain Range.

She did not go to the small courtyard behind the Tianshu Temple because she did not want to meet Chen Changsheng yet, and also because she subconsciously did not want to see those scenes.

Returning to the inn where she stayed yesterday, she didn't go back to her room. She ordered some of the inn's most famous steamed buns in the front hall.

The atmosphere in Baidi City is tense and strange. There are not many pedestrians on the street, and the business in the inn is naturally very poor. Very few people have the leisure to come here for breakfast.

At this time, I was still thinking that the diners in the restaurant must be really lively idlers. If they are lively, they naturally also like to gossip.

While Xu Yourong was eating steamed buns with beef and egg drop porridge, she kept listening to the gossips of the guests at the next table.

The biggest excitement in Baidi City recently is naturally the appearance of Tianxuan Dian, Demon Lord, and Chen Changsheng.

As for the most talked-about gossip, it was naturally what Xuanyuan Po said in front of the imperial city, and what His Highness Luo Luo personally acknowledged.

I don’t know what the Pope is thinking, but seeing that he came here on a crane despite traveling thousands of miles away, and what he said, he must also like Her Royal Highness, right?

I heard that the human race is very taboo about this kind of thing, but when did we monster race care about this? Just sleep together if you like.

I heard that the Pope is engaged to a saint, but when did we monsters ever care about this? Just grab it. If you can't grab it, just sleep together.

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Xu Yourong's mood was already a little low. During the meal, he listened to a lot of gossip and didn't eat enough at all, which made his mood even worse.

The so-called Taoist heart is clear and calm as water, but she has long forgotten it.

She took a steamed bun and a plate of vinegar and garlic, and then returned to the room.

She freshened up briefly, sat at the table, looked at the bronze mirror, and began to look at herself in the mirror.

The bronze mirror is not very clear and a little blurry, but the face in the mirror is still beautiful, like the most beautiful flower that the world can imagine.

——I am her teacher. If I say she is not allowed to marry, she cannot marry.

What a domineering statement. What a great teacher-student relationship.

She thought with a smile.

She knew very well that the little black dragon meant more to Chen Changsheng a kindness that would be repaid throughout his life. The real trouble was Luoluo.

No matter from which angle you look at it, Luoluo is the kind of girl that men like most, not to mention that her love for Chen Changsheng is so clean and without any requirements.

She couldn't do this, she couldn't like Chen Changsheng more than herself, and she couldn't even understand why someone could do it.

She only knew that she wanted to walk with Chen Changsheng through the thousand-year road of cultivation, and what was the biggest challenge she would face.

The more she thought about it, the more unhappy she became. She pursed her lips, showing off the look of a little daughter she had never seen outside.

She looked at herself in the mirror and hummed: "You are so beautiful, you are the prettiest, you are the most beautiful girl in the world, and he is not blind."

After saying this, she suddenly woke up and felt so ashamed that she groaned and covered her face.

At this moment, a layer of mist suddenly appeared in the bronze mirror.

Xu Yourong's expression was slightly stern, and he regained his composure as quickly as possible. There was no longer any annoyance or shame in his eyes, just calmness and beauty.

At this time, she is a saint, and her temperament is like the spring forest after the new rain.

The mist in the bronze mirror gradually changed and condensed into some thick or thin lines, and a face could be vaguely seen.

The picture is still blurry, and the eyebrows can't be seen clearly, but for some reason, the face makes people feel extremely handsome, and it also exudes a mountain-like temperament.

Xu Yourong looked at the person in the mirror and said, "I personally went to see the restriction. Since Bai Emperor is still alive, there should be a way to get out, or at least send out some information."

Hearing this sentence, the man in the mirror was silent for a long time. It was obvious that this seemingly ordinary sentence had some impact on his mind.

Xu Yourong didn't ask any questions and just waited quietly.

The man sighed, with indescribable emotion, and even seemed a little sentimental.

He said: "In that case, let's help him get out."

Xu Yourong said: "I have sent a message to Chen Changsheng. With his understanding, he should be able to break the formation quickly."

The man said: "Since this is the case, you should all be more careful."

Xu Yourong suddenly asked: "Why is he willing to help you and you have no other means? In the current situation, you have many opportunities to kill him."

Instead, the man asked: "Then why are you willing to help me?"

Xu Yourong said: "The overall situation is the most important thing."

The man said calmly: "It's the same reason. So he's not helping me, and I don't care about him. If I kill him... there will be many opportunities in the future."

Xu Yourong finally asked: "Mr. Bie...is there really nothing we can do?"

The man thought for a while and said, "If the evildoer cannot be cured, then there will be no more."

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The so-called overall situation is naturally how the human race can survive on this continent and continue to prosper.

Xu Yourong had to consider this issue, the man in the bronze mirror had to consider this issue, and Chen Changsheng, as the contemporary pope of the human race, certainly had to consider this issue even more, although he thought he did not have such ability.

There are many things that he is not capable of solving, and even his best medicine seems so useless at certain moments.

The white crane passed through the big trees in the Tianshu Temple and landed in the small courtyard with withered scenery.

Xuanyuan Po's face was pale and his right arm hung limply. When he saw Chen Changsheng, he managed a smile with great reluctance.

Chen Changsheng stepped forward to hug him, patted his thick back three times, then walked into the room without saying another word.

Bi Yihong was leaning against the wall, her eyes closed, her face as normal, as if she was sleeping.

Chen Changsheng walked up to him silently, took off the golden needle from his finger, and started treating him again.

It is said that his cinnabar pill can regenerate bones and revive the dead, but that is actually just an exaggerated rumor. The cinnabar pill containing the holy blood can only cure external injuries such as blood loss, broken bones and ruptured abdomen.

Bieyanghong's injuries were caused by the fact that the souls and bodies of the two angels from the Holy Light Continent had suffered irreversible damage and could not be cured at all.

I don't know how much time passed, but Chen Changsheng's Taoist robes were all wet with sweat. Fortunately, after the meridians were reconstructed by Queen Tianhai, there was no longer the strange fragrance that could make the whole world go crazy.

Bie Yihong slowly opened her eyes and finally woke up.

Chen Changsheng once again saw the dim, gray aura deep in his eyes.

The breath was very light, like new snow falling in the snowfield or raindrops falling in the mountain stream.

If it weren't for someone with extremely strong spiritual consciousness like him, he wouldn't be able to discover it at all.

This breath is the will of death.