Way of Choices

The word traitor is actually not appropriate or accurate enough. In this story, it should be more of a spy and other statements, such as the following sentence that breaks the quiet of the crowd: "Chen Changsheng, you villain, actually colluded with the devil. The clan killed Lishan Gaocai, and now he killed the moult son again!"

"Fat to death? I think some big figures used inhuman means! This is a shameless murder! It's shameful!"

"What are you talking about!"

After the Tianshuling Observation Monument, Chen Changsheng is no longer the target of hatred of all Kyoto people, and many people have begun to regard him as the glory of Da Zhou. Someone accused Chen Changsheng loudly, and naturally someone defended him louder. For a time, there was a lot of quarreling along Kyoto Street, which was extremely noisy and lively,

Chen Changsheng looked at the curtains and listened to the sound from outside the car. He was surprised. On the way, through Hua Jiefu, he finally knew all the details that had happened outside Zhou Yuan. Originally, he thought that after returning to Kyoto, the first thing was to go and challenge Zhuang to exchange feathers. Who knew Zhuang to change feathers last night... Actually dead?

The voice outside the car window is getting louder, the people's disputes are getting more and more fierce, the words are more and more sharp, noisy and disturbing, Chen Changsheng wants to say something, but in the end nothing is said, his head is silent. , Eyelashes tremble slightly, and the childishness between the eyebrows is almost gone.

No matter whether it was cheered by many people or by what everyone pointed out, in short, under the watch of countless Kyoto people, Chen Changsheng returned to Kyoto, and the world outside the window finally became quieter until the convoy drove deep into Baihua Lane.

There are priests from Ligong guarding the surrounding of Baihua Alley, and no one can come close. Chen Changsheng looked at the still new door of the National College of Education and the old vines above it, feeling the solemn silence from the surroundings, and felt a little uncomfortable.

After seeing the mausoleum in one day, starry in a night bathing in Kyoto, the Pope's adult established the status of heir to the state religion, and it hasn't been long before now. Moreover, after leaving Tianshuling, he entered Zhou Garden and spent the whole year in the sunless grassland, followed by the thousands of miles of snowfields, fleeing and rushing. He was too late and had no chance to feel some changes.

Many things have changed. The National College of Education, which was once surrounded by countless angry people in Kyoto, has now become a place that ordinary people can't get close to. Although it is still far from being able to restore the grandeur of the year, the weather is completely new.

Fortunately, many things have not changed. Jin Yulv is still standing in the courtyard of the National College of Education. The silk shirt full of copper coins looks very rich and rustic. It is still smooth and watery. The Xuanyuan is still as powerful and powerful as the arms are thicker than the trees. He has the illusion of being swallowed.

Falling down or falling down, like a breeze, arms around his neck, rubbing his chin with his forehead, a small smile on his face.

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Standing on the big banyan tree by the lake, Chen Changsheng and Luoluo spoke for a long time. He told the little girl what happened in Zhou Yuan and what happened afterwards.

"That girl from the Xiuling family...was born beautiful?"

There are so many things, there are magnificent waves, conspiracy to assassinate, there are thousands of miles of swords, there are thousands of swords out of the sheath, there are iron swords breaking the wind and rain, the fall only cares about this, she opened her eyes and looked at Chen Changsheng and asked curiously.

Naturally, Chen Changsheng couldn't forget the girl named Chen Chujian, but suddenly found that she couldn't remember her eyebrows, and somehow she felt cold and felt that she was losing something.

Luoluo could feel his emotional change, looked at him with some sympathy, reached out to grab his sleeve, and said softly, "Sir, don't worry too much, I'll try to find someone to check."

From Xunyang City to Kyoto, the road is very far away. There are many times. In addition to clearing these memories and preparing for Kyoto, Chen Changsheng did not forget to ask the people in the state church to help find the whereabouts of the first-time girl. However, neither the priest in the palace nor the people in the Hanqiu city can be sure whether there is such a girl among the practitioners of Tongyoujing who entered Zhouyuan. Well, it is even more uncertain whether she survived.

Listening to Luoluo's words, Chen Changsheng felt more at ease. The Xiuling tribe was very close to Baidicheng and Daxizhou. Luoluo's mother was Her Royal Highness Princess Daxizhou and her father was the demon Baidi. She asked someone to check. , It should be more convenient.

Luoluo said, "Zhuang Huaiyu is dead."

She had long forgotten that when she was studying in Tiandao Academy, she once saw the former genius classmate in the courtyard of Dean Mao. She mentioned it at this time, only because she was worried that the death of Zhuang Huaiyu would bring some to her family. trouble.

Chen Changsheng was silent for a while, and said, "Well, I know."

Luoluo said, "Sir, I have been to the palace twice, and I want them to fold their sleeves, but they did not succeed."

Chen Changsheng rubbed her head and smiled and said, "I blame you?"

Ruo rubbed in his palm, tiger head and brain, so cute.

The sunlight fell on the Spring Lake, and then reflected between the branches of the big banyan tree, turned into countless light spots that were deformed at any time, and one fell on Chen Changsheng's face. Luo Luo stared at the spot and giggled. She was very happy, because the husband did not blame her, nor did she thank her, but also to learn to speak specifically to make her happy.

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Next, Chen Changsheng used half an hour and three large barrels of hot water to wash himself clean from head to toe, and then went to the palace with Luoluo.

The Pope is waiting for him in the palace.

Not the main hall of light, but the quiet side hall.

The light in the temple was very light, only the pot of green leaves jumped into people's eyes, and then he saw the magic wand resting on the wall at random, saw the Fang Qingchi and the gorgeous gorgeous There are also yin and yang crowns that cannot be described by words in the crystal seat. Finally, he saw the old man in sackcloth. Contrary to the imagination of world worshipers full of fanatical worship, the supreme pope's adult looks like an ordinary old man, even less attractive than the objects of the scepter and crown.

Looking at the back of the Pope's watering Aoba, Chen Changsheng's thoughts were a bit chaotic. Everyone knows that he is the heir chosen by the pope, and some big figures even know that he is the nephew of the pope. In other words, he was originally the only heir of the pope in this world, but the problem is that he and the pope Having only seen two sides, he was really unfamiliar with the Pope and it was even harder to get close.

The Pope wiped his handkerchief, wiped his hand, turned and looked at him and said with a smile: "I remember Su Li is very good food, you follow him, but what good food do you have?"

The Pope’s expression is so kind, and his voice is so gentle, just like the elders’ questioning of the juniors who returned from a long journey, and in order not to be too nervous for the juniors, they initially asked very trivial things...but Chen Longevity felt that a large mountain that lay between heaven and earth was pressed down head-on.

From Demon Snowfield to Xunyang City, many people want to kill Su Li. Behind those people stood a tall figure like a god.

It is the Pope.

But Su Li survived to a large extent because of Chen Changsheng, so he couldn't help but think that the pope's words were implicit and could not help but be nervous.

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(This kind of tension is probably the tension of seeing your father-in-law? Two chapters tomorrow.)

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