Fighter of the Destiny

Watching the girl disappear into the night forest, Ye Xiaolian turned his head and thought for a while, but finally couldn't suppress the question in his heart and asked softly: Who does Senior Sister Xu like?

Senior Sister Tong looked at her and asked with a smile: If it were you, how would you choose?

If it were before, of course I would choose Senior Brother Qiu Shan, but now... Ye Xiaolian said seriously, and then felt very sad for some reason.

Chen Changsheng didn't know what kind of impact his existence had on a little girl's outlook on life and love. He and Zhexiu were still walking in the mountains and forests at night, looking for those practitioners who were injured in the battle. Treating their injuries, he didn't show anything special in the process, but Zhe Xiu still discovered that when he met the injured who had been treated by Xu Yourong, Chen Changsheng obviously stayed longer. During the treatment, It obviously takes a lot of care. Similarly, the girl was also walking in the night looking for someone to treat injuries. For some unknown reason, when she saw the injured treated by Chen Changsheng, she seemed particularly uneasy and wanted to stay longer.

The Zhou Garden was very quiet at night. There were no stars in the night sky, but the bonfires on the ground diluted the monotony. The boy and the girl walked back and forth among the stars on the ground. I don’t know whether they deliberately avoided each other or it was fate, but they met. Many injured people have been treated by the other party, but they have never met him once.

They were in different places, doing different things. They didn't see each other, but they knew who the other person was. The bandage on the injured leg, the residual essence in the meridians, and the sacred aura on the edge of the wound seemed to be a letter or something. It's a simpler note, conveying some kind of information, telling each other what they have done, and they are faintly arguing and arrogant.

Again, somehow.

In the middle of the night, Chen Changsheng returned to the bank of the stream as promised. He looked at the sleeping master of Qingxi Temple and confirmed that she had been there. He was silent for a moment and felt a faint sense of admiration. He could not deal with the internal injuries. She could only let the injured person stand upright and then recover slowly, which was indeed not as effective as her method.

However, he has treated more than 20 injured people tonight, and the number of injured people she treated should not be less, maybe even more. Whether it is the Holy Light Technique of the National Religion or the methods of the Saintess' Peak, they are extremely draining of true energy. , can she still be able to withstand such continuous treatment without any effort?

Human cultivators entered the Zhou Garden to seize the treasure, and followed the rules set by the saints, using all possible means. Therefore, even on the first day, many battles had already occurred. The cruel battles brought tragic consequences, and the gray thread failed. , making those injuries even more terrifying. Fortunately, Chen Changsheng, she and several women from the Qingji Thirteenth Division have treated dozens of people in a row, and at least no one has died so far. There was no death, so the atmosphere among the practitioners was relatively calm. Otherwise, the hatred would be unsolvable, especially in the context of the confrontation between the North and the South. No one knew whether chaos would occur.

The first night after entering Zhouyuan slowly passed in a slightly tense and silent atmosphere.

The morning light was dim, shining on the grassland and the mountains that penetrated deep into it.

The morning in Zhouyuan is no different from the morning outside, and the rising sun and setting sun are no different. The mountains stretching into the grassland, under the red and warm light, look like a giant dragon proudly raising its head.

This is the legendary Muyu Valley.

On the top of Muyu Peak, an old man was playing the piano facing the rising sun. The sound of the piano was sobbing, as if he was mourning something.

Behind the old man playing the piano, a teenage girl was hugging her knees and looking at the rising sun in a daze.

She was really in a daze, with no emotion between her indifferent brows and eyes, which looked a little pitiful. However, what was somewhat magical was that no matter how soft the light of the morning sun was, it would still be dazzling, but she just looked at it like this with her eyes open, don't say It was a tingling and sore reaction, and I didn't even squint.

Chen Changsheng's medical skills are superb, not to mention Xu Yourong's, and their response was so timely that there was no chaos in Zhouyuan last night.

The old man who played the piano walked up to her and said harmoniously: Sir, Xiaolang and Chen Changsheng are together. Kill them first.

The old man said this in an understatement, as if he said that if he wanted to kill Chen Changsheng and Zhe Xiu together, he would definitely be able to kill them.

Only those in the Tongyou realm can enter Zhou Garden. In this way, no matter how strong this old man is, he is only in the peak realm of Tongyou. Chen Changsheng is already in the upper realm of Tongyou. Although Zhexiu is in the initial realm of Tongyou, his strange Bloodline talent and combat ability honed in the snowfield are definitely far from this. Where does his confidence come from?

The little girl still hugged her knees and stared at the red and warm sun in a daze, without answering the old man's words.

No answer means disapproval. Silence never means acquiescence. Adults are always very direct in doing things. The old man who played the piano understood this very well, and advised him: In the military advisor's plan, we took advantage of the civil unrest among the human practitioners in Zhou Garden last night to kill people. If there is no chaos in Zhou Garden, we should act in accordance with the order.

The little girl looked indifferent, her eyes even seemed a little dull, and she stared at Chaoyang and said, I want to kill her.

The old man who played the piano knew who she was talking about. He spent a lot of money to enter the Zhou Garden to commit danger just because he wanted to kill the human girl. He continued to advise: Xu Yourong is not an ordinary person...

He almost said the four words that this little girl was most taboo to hear. He couldn't help but feel a little scared. After calming down, he continued: ...even if she continuously cast the Holy Light Technique last night and consumed a lot of real energy, she still It’s not easy to kill. According to the military advisor’s arrangement, we should kill the rest first, and then work together to kill Xu, so there won’t be any accidents.”

Hearing the word strategist, the little girl was silent for a while, but after a while she still shook her head and repeated: I want to kill her.

She wanted to kill Xu Yourong, she wanted to kill Xu Yourong, she just wanted to kill Xu Yourong. The rest of the human cultivators were useless in her eyes. How could they be worth a look?

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Waking up with the sound of water, Chen Changsheng felt a pain in his body. Last night, he went back and forth to save people in the night, covering a distance of at least hundreds of miles. Even though his body was now extremely strong, he could no longer hold on. The most important thing was Still feeling mentally exhausted, it kept coming like a tide, which was really hard to bear.

The morning light was already shining brightly, and it was already past five o'clock.

Chen Changsheng stood up, walked to the river, washed his face with slightly cold water, and became a little more awake. He took the dry food handed over by Zhe Xiu and began to eat in silence.

Practitioners who were injured or alone last night came to the riverside to gather together according to his words. At this time, those people woke up one after another, and the place suddenly became a little lively.

Chen Changsheng finished eating the dry food, drank some water, sat for a while to dissipate his physical and mental fatigue, and then stood up.

The sword wound on Senior Sister Tong's shoulder was treated by him last night and is now basically healed. The spirit of the master of Qingxu Guan has also recovered a little. Although he is still unable to walk on his own, there should be no problem with his life. The rest of the practitioners have suffered The injuries may be serious or minor, but they are all fine. After a night's rest, I should be able to hold on and return to the garden at the garden gate.

Chen Changsheng walked up to Senior Sister Tong and whispered about today's arrangements.

Senior Sister Tong nodded.

Chen Changsheng hesitated to speak, but finally couldn't hold it back and asked: She...did she say anything to me when she came last night? Or left me any message?

Senior Sister Tong thought about her annoyed words to herself by the river last night, and couldn't help laughing and said, I didn't leave a message specifically.

For some reason, Chen Changsheng felt a little relaxed and a little disappointed.

At this moment, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the forest by the river.

Chen Changsheng, Zhe Xiu and more than ten practitioners heard the sound and rushed away, and soon arrived at the place where the exclamation was heard.

I saw a master from the Tianci Sect standing in the forest with a pale face. At his feet, a middle-aged man with a pale face and no longer breathing.

died.

Someone died.

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How is this going?

Did Sect Master Fei not hold on?

Did someone enter this forest last night and take advantage of Sect Leader Fei's injury to kill him?

Angry and somewhat panicked discussions rang out in the forest. As practitioners walking around the world, the people present are not used to seeing life and death, at least death will not bring much mental impact. However, the closure of Zhouyuan has cast a shadow on everyone's heart, not to mention the death of This middle-aged man is the sect leader of the Tianci Sect. The Tianci Sect is an unknown southern sect, but the identity of the sect leader is here, and... the sect leader named Fei was not seriously injured last night. With his cultivation level, he should be able to survive easily, but why did he die so quietly?

Chen Changsheng walked to the dead Sect Leader Fei and squatted down. He took the gloves handed over by Zhexiu and put them on. He opened the eyes of the dead man and looked at the nose and mouth. He inserted a copper needle into the back of the neck, took it out and carried it to the hospital. After observing it for a moment under the sun, his expression gradually became serious and he said, It's poison.

After hearing his words, everyone suddenly became more nervous. Who used the poison? That person was able to hide it from so many people and sneak into the forest to poison the sect leader. Doesn't that mean that as long as that person is willing, he can poison anyone present at any time? The most important thing is the reason. Why did that person poison Sect Leader Fei to death?

They must be people from the witch sect. A southern cultivator said bitterly: When I entered the garden yesterday, I saw a few wizards. I don't know what Li Gong and Saintess' Peak thought, but they actually let these people like to use Monsters of witchcraft and poison also entered Zhou Garden.

Chen Changsheng shook his head and said: Although the poison used is indeed grass poison, the poison is not like the plants from the south.

Then who are you saying poisoned me?

The master from the Tianci Sect was so angry because of his sadness that he ignored Chen Changsheng's identity and stared at him and yelled: Last night, senior brother said that you didn't need your diagnosis and treatment, but you insisted on it and asked us to come here, but he didn't He's dead, who knows if you tampered with your injuries while you were treating them!

After hearing these words, the forest suddenly became quiet.

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(See you tomorrow.)