Way of Choices
Chapter 1113: Maple Court
Before Tianshuling, they hadn’t seen each other for several years. After that, they were like strangers, and they can even be said to be enemies. But after all, they were masters and disciples. They lived together in the old temple of Xining Town for more than ten years. Some of the most subtle movements, even the change of eyes, know what the other person is thinking. This is the so-called feeling.
Shangxing Zhou felt the mood when Chen Changsheng drew the sword from the flower pot, and then asked that sentence.
However, after being confirmed by Chen Changsheng, he did not relax, nor was he proud, but asked another sentence.
"Do you know where this is?"
Chen Changsheng is the dean of the National College of Education. He has lived here for many years, but he really does not know what this red building is-the National College of Education is too large. The places where he studied and lived in these years are limited to the forest and the imperial city. Near the library building, there is no one-tenth the size of the National College of Education.
Shang Xingzhou said: "This is the Fenglin Pavilion. I moved the two rows of maple trees from the Jiaoshu."
Chen Changsheng thought it was no wonder that he looked familiar.
"Merissa is my friend."
Shang Xingzhou looked at his face, his emotions were a little complicated and said: "He has always admired you, I don't understand very much, but now I can understand some more."
Hearing this sentence, Chen Changsheng didn't know whether he should be proud and gratified or let the sourness in his heart soak freely, only silence.
Now that this time has come, what is the point of saying this? Or is it because the business firm confirmed that Chen Changsheng's sword is almost used up, thinking that he will fail or even die, so he will feel some emotion? But what is the origin of this Maple Pavilion?
The firm turned around and looked out of the building and said, "The last battle that year took place here."
That year was the night when the **** case occurred at the National Education Institute more than 20 years ago.
The Fenglin Pavilion is so eye-catching, I don't know whether it was because that night was stained with too much blood.
"A lot of people died here that night, many young people, they are as good as you, maybe even better than you."
Shangxing Zhou withdrew his eyes and looked at Chen Changsheng: "I have watched too many lives and deaths in my life. I really don't care anymore, so don't expect me to be soft-hearted."
The meaning of this sentence is very clear.
If Chen Changsheng didn't admit defeat, he would never be afraid to cut Chen Changsheng under the sword himself.
Chen Changsheng did not admit defeat, did not even say a word, and remained silent.
He raised his right hand, the short sword lay across his eyes, the mud chips gradually fell, and the cold light gradually rose.
Shangxing Zhou understood his choice and walked towards him.
A very clear footprint appeared on the floor.
Every footprint is shining and then burning.
In the clear blue sky after the clouds dissipated, the sun was extremely bright, shining on the National College of Education.
The Fenglin Pavilion shone with dazzling light, as if it really burned, and the maple trees outside shook with the wind, like a spitting tongue.
This is a fire that has been burned by thick blood for countless years. It exudes a faint burnt smell, and it has a strong and majestic feeling.
The blood fire reflected the silhouette of the merchant boat in an unusually tall shape, like a demon.
This is his life, as well as the lives of Wang Zhice and Mrs. Tang.
They will not give up their ideas and perseverance because of anything.
There was a cry.
The gusty wind in the Fenglin Pavilion.
The maple tree was shaken more dramatically, as if flaming with tongue, dying to the sky.
Shangxing Zhou cut the sword with both hands and brought out a blood fire.
The blood and fire are bright and bright, but his figure is cold, and the two are in contrast, making them very distinctive.
With a loud bang, blood fire sputtered into countless sparks, flying around the Fenglin Pavilion, lighting the floor and the pillar.
The short sword flew away through the window, and Chen Changsheng stepped back more than ten steps, spitting out a bit of blood.
The merchant boat raised his sword and walked over to him again.
Chen Changsheng couldn't see any confusion on his face.
He said to Shangxing Zhou: "Recognize defeat, Master."
From the very beginning, he began to say this sentence.
In the lake, in front of the library, in many places, he picked up a sword and he would say something.
Then, the swords were cut off by the merchant boat.
Now, his last sword is gone, and he still says that.
Shang Xingzhou's face did not show a mocking expression, nor was he puzzled.
It seems that he knows where Chen Changsheng's confidence comes from.
Chen Changsheng raised his right hand.
There was nothing but fire in the air.
Could he still make a sword out of the air?
The sound of the air being cut suddenly sounded not far away.
Shit, a cold light passed through the broken window, and then disappeared.
The short sword returned to Chen Changsheng.
Immediately afterwards, countless sounds of breaking the air rang throughout the National College of Education.
The sound was very sharp, and naturally there was a sharp feeling.
The sound of breaking the sky became more and more dense, as if it were a rainstorm, but more like a falling arrow like a rainstorm.
Countless sword lights illuminate from the plum, trees, and water.
Lao Mei was cut neatly and looked like an incense burner burning for three days and three nights.
Ten holes appeared in the broken old tree, really like a hole flute used by the gods.
Numerous ripples appeared in the lake water, as if hundreds of fat carps were struggling upstream from the rotten mud.
Those swords that were hidden in the State College of Education by Tang Thirty-six.
Those swords found by Chen Changsheng in turn.
Those swords that were shot down by the merchant boat.
Rose from the air.
Fly to Fenglin Pavilion.
Dozens of swords came to Chen Changsheng's side.
Shangxing Zhou looked at him and said, "Not enough."
Chen Changsheng tapped his short sword lightly.
A crisp sword sound scattered around, carrying dozens of cold and pure sword intentions.
With a snapping sound, the merchant's boat bun was cut off.
The seemingly ordinary ebony bun, which was disconnected at this time, was by no means unusual.
Countless cold lights rushed out from inside, like a big river, with a feeling of leaping.
The wind was violent, and the shaking maple was shredded, dancing wildly into red debris, and flew away.
The eaves of the pavilion were cut with countless straight lines, and the red walls and columns were cut with countless mottles.
The flame that is about to be lit by the sun also needs to be attached to objective things.
If the skin does not exist, the tall building will fall, how can the blood and fire be sustained?
The flame tongue that went to the sky gradually disappeared, and the color gradually talked, until finally disappeared into nothingness.
The sky fell on the broken Fenglin Pavilion.
Thousands of swords were quietly suspended around Chen Changsheng.
The cold and terrifying sword will fill the world.
There is a sense of connection between these swords, and the flow and rotation are endless, giving people a feeling of being unbreakable.
Chen Changsheng looked at the firm and asked, "Is it enough now?"
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(Fenglin Pavilion, from the heroic character, my little brother. This picture was prepared by me more than two years ago, and I will prepare it shortly after I opened the book. I especially like it.)
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