Fighter of the Destiny

(Thanks to the reminder from bookstore reader 12 and a string of asterisks 29... Regarding the map of the imperial map or the map of the imperial chariot, I made a mistake in writing this in this volume. I apologize sincerely. It has been more than a year, Covering my forehead, I feel really haggard, mentally. In addition, I suddenly discovered today that I even forgot that the king broke an arm. I wrote it deliberately at the beginning. Everyone knows that what we are pursuing is the one-armed sword king. Aesthetics, well, I don’t know if there is anything particularly wrong in the previous article. Anyway, I apologize here and cover my face again. This time I cover my face.)

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Tang Sanliu did not leave with Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.

He stood in front of the National Education College and watched the dark crowd dissipate as quickly as the ebbing tide.

Baihua Lane quickly returned to calm.

Su Moyu returned one after another with teachers and students from the National Education College.

Looking at the ruins of Maplewood Pavilion, the collapsed walls, the messy woods, and the clear traces of the battle, and imagining the shocking battle not long ago, everyone's emotions were inevitably a little strange, and they felt like they were dreaming. generally.

Of course, this is a sweet dream, because the current Anglican Academy belongs to the Ligong faction.

Su Moyu ignored the turbulent mood of the professor and students, and did not rush to arrange the renovation, but was more concerned about other things.

Is everything okay?

He stared into Tang Sanliu's eyes and asked, I see his eyes are very red.

He was naturally talking about Chen Changsheng in this sentence, and Su Moyu was worried whether his injury was too serious.

Tang Thirty-Six spread his hands and was speechless, thinking to himself, should I also tell you about Chen Changsheng and His Majesty the Emperor holding each other's arms and crying?

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In the quiet side hall, the running water fell into the pool, making a tinkling sound, and the water ladle floated disorderly on it, like a boat on a deserted boat.

Wang Zhice's eyes left the pool and looked outside the palace.

It was not dark yet, the sky was falling, and the scenery was very clear, but he did not see Wu Daozi.

There is a touch of white between heaven and earth, very holy, like snow and lotus. That is Xu Yourong.

She stood in front of the Guangming Main Hall, tilting her head and looking inside. She looked very cute.

The King of Linghai and others accompanied her, keeping silent and preparing for battle.

A few years ago, such a scene had appeared once.

That time Chen Changsheng returned from Hanshan, seriously injured, and talked with the Pope in that quiet hall.

Xu Yourong was ready to take action at any time.

It was obvious today that she was also ready to take action at any moment.

Even though the person sitting opposite Chen Changsheng today is Wang Zhice.

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In the National Education Academy, Chen Changsheng was about to be killed by Shang Xingzhou's sword. Xu Yourong had to take action, but was stopped by Wang Zhice.

But Wang Zhice really appreciated her response at that time. If he read it correctly, it should be Tianxiaxi Divine Finger.

What I admire most is that she doesn't put all her time and energy into brother's sword skills. The same goes for you.

Wang Zhice's words were very sincere.

Because he knew very well how terrifying that set of sword techniques called Two Breaks was.

Not only because he is Zhou Du|fu's sworn brother, this is something that the entire continent knows, and it is something that has already been recorded in the history books.

Don’t Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong know? Of course they know.

That year when he and Wang Po were walking by the Luoshui River, he demonstrated Zhou Du|fu's sword power, and Wang Po took advantage of this to break through the situation and kill Nantie with one strike.

Now the Two-Breaking Sword Technique was in his and Xu Yourong's hands.

With the Two-Breaking Sword Technique, one can inherit Zhou Du|fu's legacy and very possibly become the second strongest person under the starry sky!

For other ascetics, who could endure this temptation?

They will definitely practice hard on that set of sword techniques every day, spending all their time or even their entire lives on it.

But Chen Changsheng didn't do this, and Xu Yourong didn't do this either. Except for the time they spent together in the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books, they never met each other just to practice the Two-Breaking Sword Art, and they even often forgot about it.

The Two-Breaking Sword Technique is too intense and feels a little uncomfortable.

This is Chen Changsheng's explanation for Wang Zhice.

He thought for a moment and then added: And we have our own Taoism, which is also good.

The answer is calm and comes from confidence.

This is what Wang Zhice admires the most, and this is also what makes him puzzled.

From the Tianshu Mausoleum to the Sword Pond to the Zhou Garden, so many adventures failed to change Chen Changsheng's mood.

Who could treat the Heavenly Book Monument as a stone bead and just tie it on the wrist so casually?

He and Xu Yourong were so young, where did the confidence come from that allowed them to face the world so calmly and calmly?

This world is ours and yours, but in the end it will be yours.

Wang Zhice looked at him and said, I thought you were still young and could wait for us to grow old without taking such risks.

Chen Changsheng understood that he was explaining why he showed up in Kyoto at Shang Xingzhou's invitation.

He didn't know what to say.

Because the person who explained to him was named Wang Zhice.

This fact makes it easy to feel overwhelmed.

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Xu Yourong turned around and looked at the square black eaves deep in the palace.

After confirming that the conversation in Jingdian went well, she would naturally not break through the stone wall and raise phoenix fire, and the King of Linghai and others also dispersed.

At this time, she heard what Wang Zhice said. Of course, this was because Wang Zhice wanted her to hear it.

Those words made her eyebrows rise, like a flame preparing to light up the sky.

A figure came into her eyes.

It seems that your fighting spirit has not completely disappeared.

Mo Yu looked at her and smiled and said, After all these years, you are still so bellicose.

Except for people like her, King Chen Liu, and Ping Guo who grew up together, few people knew Xu Yourong's true temperament.

Xu Yourong looked at her and said, In your eyes, all I see is dissatisfaction.

You and I have made countless preparations, but all of them have come to nothing. It is inevitable that we will feel a little uncomfortable.

Mo Yu shrugged as he spoke, seeming particularly unconcerned.

Such a simple sentence, but I don't know how much blood and blood is hidden.

If it weren't for Chen Changsheng's seemingly innocent and stupid arrangement, Kyoto would really be bleeding like a river today.

You do have a nice little man.

Mo Yu sighed: It's a pity, Mr. Wang.

Xu Yourong laughed and said, Do you really think he is like that in the book?

She was still young in the palace, and Mo Yu was already a young girl. She had been infatuated with Wang Zhice many times when she was studying.

There are too many girls like this in the world. When they think about it, Mr. Wang must be living on the clouds, gathering dew for food.

If they really see it, they will know that such a banished immortal does not exist.

That is an old man who is compromising, somewhat pathetic, and even boring.

Just when Mo Yu and Xu Yourong were talking about Wang Zhice.

Wang Zhice heard something.

That sentence was in response to his previous explanation.

Very tough and direct.

Since this world is destined to be ours, why don't you retreat? Do you have to make young people wait?

If we wait too long, we will become boring old people like you.

Then this world has always been your world?

Not Chen Changsheng, nor Tang Sanliu.

The person who spoke was the King of Linghai.

Wang Zhice glanced at him and recognized him as an archbishop.

The so-called giants of the state religion will not be taken seriously by him at all.

But there was one thing that made it difficult to get out of his eyes.

The King of Linghai is very young.

He is the youngest among the giants of the state religion.

Tang Sanshiliu once said this.

Youth is justice.

Wang Zhice thought for a while and said, It makes sense.

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A carriage drove towards the outside of the palace.

The somewhat deformed wheels rolled over the hard bluestone slabs of the square. The friction sound was a little unpleasant, and it looked even more shabby.

The blood stains on the bluestone have long been washed away.

Wu Daozi's angry shouts kept coming from the car.

I'm going to kill you!

You bastards, how dare you treat me like this!

No one responded to Wu Daozi's curse.

There was no one there, the place had already been cleared.

This is the respect expressed by Li Gong.

The King of Linghai stood under the eaves, looking at the distant carriage with a very calm expression.

Anhua stood beside him, thinking about what he had done today. Listening to the curses, his face looked a little pale and he looked a little at a loss.

Wu Daozi's anger came from failure, but also because he did not feel respected in the palace.

According to usual principles, regardless of victory or defeat, an old man of his generation should be respected.

What's more, he represents Wang Zhice.

but no.

From Chen Changsheng to Xu Yourong, from King Linghai to Anhua, and then to Wang Po and Mo Yu outside, no one expressed this attitude.

Or maybe it represents the end of an era.

That time period.

Wu Daozi was angry and even disappointed, but Wang Zhice was calm and even pleased.

Because he felt a power today.

A power that was once very familiar but gradually faded away after the founding of the Zhou Dynasty.

That kind of power is a bit rough, easily unpleasant, and has no rules, but it has a very vivid vitality and is very moving.

Thousands of years ago, the world was in chaos, the palaces collapsed, the demons moved south, the people were in dire straits, and there were bones on the road.

Then, there are wildflowers blooming.

Zhou Du|husband, Chen Xuanba, Chen Jie, Shang Xingzhou, King Chu, Ding Chongshan, Li Mier, Qin Chong, Yu Gong, and those in Lingyan Pavilion.

And him.

They were both young at the time, but who did they look up to? Who have you been afraid of?

It turns out that era is not over.

Now, it's still that era.

The age of youth.