Fighter of the Destiny

Chen Changsheng has never met Qiu Shanjun. He can only guess what kind of person Qiu Shanjun is through the reports of Gou Hanshi and others and the praise of the world. Gou Hanshi, Guan Feibai, Qi Jian and others were all great in his opinion, and each had their own merits worthy of admiration and learning. However, every time they talked about Qiu Shanjun, they would naturally reveal that absolute sense of trust.

This is a terrible thing. Now Su Li actually thinks that as long as Qiu Shanjun is here, the Lishan chaos will be fine. This kind of trust is even more terrifying. No matter how outstanding Mr. Qiu Shan is, he is only a young man under the age of twenty. How can Su Li dare to believe that as long as he is around, there will be no chaos in Li Shan? He didn't understand, or in other words, he started to feel unsure.

Wang Po looked into his eyes and said seriously: Qiu Shanjun, you are really good.

The entire continent knew about the engagement, and even he found it very interesting. Many people want to know what kind of story will develop in the future for Chen Changsheng, Xu Yourong, and Qiu Shanjun, the three most outstanding figures of the young generation. Wang Po admires Chen Changsheng very much, so he wants to remind the young man what his future opponents will be. What a wonderful person.

Chen Changsheng didn't know how to answer.

Su Li said: He is not as good as Qiu Shan, at least not yet.

Wang Po said: Although it is not as good as it is, it is not far away. Besides, it has never been our problem.

This sentence had a profound meaning, but Chen Changsheng heard it clearly.

On a certain level, he and Wang Po could communicate, even though they were still strangers.

Wang Po and Chen Changsheng clasped hands in ceremony and then said goodbye.

Su Li suddenly said: Why do I feel a little unhappy??

The saint looked at him and smiled and said, Are you jealous?

Su Li said: What are these words?

The saint said: Chen Changsheng and Wang Po are from the same group, not you.

Su Li said helplessly: That kid from Qiu Shan doesn't look much like me either.

The saint said: There is a young man who is very similar to you.

who?

Grandpa Tang's grandson, Tang Tang.

Su Li said with disgust, I hate people from the Tang family the most.

The saint said: What people hate most is often themselves.

Su Li sneered and said, Junior sister has lived on Saintess Peak for a long time, and her conversation has become more and more boring.

The saint smiled and said, Senior brother, would you like to take me to travel around the world?

So, no words.

Wang Po was speechless, turned around and walked towards the outside of Xunyang City. His tall and thin body was slightly stooped. He looked somewhere like a strong man who was at the top of the list, but not like a warrior who had just fought a magnificent battle. He looked like a shabby mathematician. Mr. Zhang.

Looking at his back, Su Li asked: Do you know why he is called Tianliang King Po?

This sentence was naturally asked to Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng said: I don't want to know.

Su Li was a little surprised and a little annoyed.

Chen Changsheng was more concerned about other issues: Why does it seem like he doesn't want to talk to you?

Su Li was even more annoyed and said: This kid has never liked me, so naturally he won't talk to me.

Wang Po's iron sword cultivates straight paths. If he doesn't like Su Li, he will ignore Su Li no matter what Su Li is. Similarly, if he wants to save Su Li, he will come to save Su Li even if Su Li is Su Li, just like before. As he said, he always treats things differently than people.

When Chen Changsheng was about to say something, he noticed that the Saint had been standing quietly beside Su Li, without interrupting or making any movement, just like a bird resting quietly on the sycamore tree. Who would have thought that Lishan's junior uncle, who was known for being cold-blooded and fond of killing, would have such a relationship with the southern saint, who was known for her holiness?

Su Li knew what he was thinking and said, No one is truly alone, except for your empress.

This is the second time he has mentioned similar assertions. I don’t know if there is any hidden meaning in it.

The Saint has been looking at Chen Changsheng. She felt that compared with Su Li, the young man seemed a bit too boring, and was not as elegant as Qiu Shanjun, so he could only be considered barely satisfactory. But then she thought about whether this was the obsession in her heart and whether it affected her judgment, so she never expressed it.

The so-called obsession is not getting what you want.

Back then, she and Su Li couldn't be together due to various complicated reasons, it was impossible to be together, and they didn't even have any contact with each other openly in these years, so that there was no one from Nanxi Zhai and Lishan Sword Sect. Know. So she had always had some thoughts about Xu Yourong's marriage. She wanted Xu Yourong to marry Qiu Shanjun.

Because Akiyama-kun is really good enough, even perfect, and completely worthy of his female disciple. And the entire continent knew that although he had no title, Su Li's true successor in Mount Li was Lord Qiu Shan.

It is also an obsession to hope that the next generation can accomplish what they failed to accomplish back then.

When she thought of this, she glanced at Su Li subconsciously, her eyes still as complicated as the sea of ​​stars.

Although I don't like this little guy, I have to admit that he is no worse than Qiu Shan. Su Li looked at her and smiled and said, I was deliberately quarreling with Wang Po just now, but I couldn't bear to see his lifeless look.

The saint said: Qiu Shan is your descendant.

Su Li looked at Chen Changsheng and said, I also taught him some things along the way.

The Saint was very aware of how arrogant Su Li was and how high his vision was. She couldn't help but be a little surprised. She looked at Chen Changsheng and said with a smile: So, I need to take you more seriously.

Anyone would feel proud to be able to get such a word from the saint. Moreover, if Chen Changsheng wanted to marry Xu Yourong, the meaning hidden in the saint's words would make him even more delighted. But looking at the saint's white dress at this moment, he subconsciously thought of the white dress in Zhou Garden, that girl, so he blurted out the next sentence.

You misunderstood. I have no intention of consummating the engagement.

After saying these words, Chen Changsheng's mood became a little strange, as if he had returned to the Eastern Imperial Palace in Kyoto a year ago. He felt more relaxed, but for some reason he felt a little lost.

Maybe I don’t have to carry anything anymore, I already have these two completely opposite emotions.

When the saint's attitude had just changed, he proposed to break off the engagement. The saint would definitely be angry. He did not dare to face it directly. He looked at Su Li and said: Senior, after returning to Lishan, please deal with that matter as soon as possible. matter.

What he was talking about was of course Liang Xiaoxiao's death accusation against the three of them for colluding with the demons.

Su Li didn't say anything. Qijian was his daughter, so of course he would solve the matter.

Chen Changsheng suddenly thought of another thing, looked at Su Li and said seriously: Senior, I won.

After returning to the human world from the Demonic Snowfield, he was assassinated in the military camp, and then chased by the Zhou cavalry in the snow forest.

Chen Changsheng and Su Li had a conversation at that time, and there were several more conversations after that - about the world and people's hearts.

Su Li thinks this world is cold. Chen Changsheng believes that the world is warm. Su Li believes that people's hearts are evil. Chen Changsheng believes that not everyone is like this. They didn't make a bet, but they both knew what the other was thinking, until finally, in the bright spring of Xunyang City, Chen Changsheng opened the window, shouted those words, and opened the lid of the dice cup.

Chen Changsheng thought he had won.

Su Li said: Just like Zhu Luo said, there is only one idiot, one boy and one shady ghost in the whole world.

Chen Changsheng said: But after all, there is a fool, a boy, and that ghost who can only see the light of day actually appeared in broad daylight and stood in front of you.

The assassin who had followed them for dozens of days seemed to Chen Changsheng to be a very beautiful thing and a very heart-warming story.

It turns out that human nature is good, he said.

Su Li shook his head and said, I still don't think so.

Chen Changsheng said: But at least there is a good side, just like the seniors who were decisive in killing and arrogant in the world, but they also have a good side.

Su Li raised his eyebrows and said, It's not a pancake. Where do you get so many noodles? Do you want to add an egg?

Chen Changsheng asked: Then why did senior lie to me in the beginning in Xueling Hot Spring? He did not hesitate to play the villain to provoke me and threaten me to make me leave? You can tell me clearly.

He asked Su Li this question at the beginning, but Su Li didn't give an answer.

Su Li looked into his eyes and said: It's not because I am a good person, but because you are a good person and a real person. So if I directly tell you to leave, you will not leave.

Chen Changsheng was silent for a while and said, But you still want me to leave and don't want to drag me down.

He believes that this is the best proof.

Su Li is a good person.

For some reason, he was particularly obsessed with proving this.

Su Li was a little upset by his entanglement and said: I am not a good person. I just believe that you young people will definitely be stronger than our generation in the future, so I don't want you to die too early.

ah?

Human beings are a very interesting kind of life. They always like to be nostalgic and retro. They think that the old is good and the past is perfect. But I don't think so. I think one generation is better than the other. My master is better than Li Shanjian The founder of the sect is stronger than my master, so I am better than Old Man Yin, Zhu Luo and others of their generation. Wang Po and others must be stronger than my generation, while Qiu Shan and your generation must be stronger. We are stronger than them. Only by believing in this and fighting for it can humans survive on the continent and live better and better.

The setting sun is about to completely submerge into the ground. Xunyang City is a little dark, but it is not sad, but rather like the early morning. Just like Su Li's words, it is full of fresh breath of life.

So you've been helping and teaching me.

Yes, I like you young people better than the old people.

So you didn't kill Liang Wangsun and Liang Hongzhuang back then, Liang Xiaoxiao also entered Lishan Sword Sect, you were in such danger at the inn before, and your last sword didn't fall on Xiao Zhangliang Wangsun?

Maybe, but who told you that was my last sword?

But why don't you like those old people?

Those old people...are old, rotten, lifeless, and do not seek progress. They only know how to play conspiracy tricks. They are not bright, aboveboard, and open, so they have no edge and power. They have no meaning to human beings, so I will continue to watch them while you step up to the plate.

Top up?

Yes, the top that stands up to the sky and the earth.

After saying this, Su Li and the Saint walked side by side outside Xunyang City.

Chen Changsheng stood behind them.

Hua Jiefu and the priests stood further away.

The setting sun is like the morning sun, the night breeze is cool like the morning breeze, and the remaining raindrops on the street are like dew. From Zhou Garden to Xunyang City, the things he experienced were not like dreams, they were like wounds on his body, but vaguely, he always felt that he had forgotten something very important.

He didn't know that a storm was waiting for him in Kyoto at this time.

He just wanted to remember that thing.

Then he remembered.

He shouted to Su Li's back in the setting sun: Senior... that umbrella is mine.

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(The second volume of Mo Daojun’s Journey has been completed early)