Fighter of the Destiny

The crane's cry echoed through the wind and snow, spreading across both sides of Luoshui River.

The crowd stood up one after another, and there were sounds everywhere. Some people stood on tiptoe, trying to see the movement on the bridge in the distance more clearly, and some people simply climbed onto the leaning branches of the locust tree by the river. However, in winter, The trees were already a bit brittle and could not support so many people. With a click, more than a dozen locust trees broke, and at least dozens of people fell into the cold river. Fortunately, there were many priests and Zhou soldiers on duty today, and there were boats ready downstream. It didn't take long for the people to be rescued from the river. Their lives were not in danger, but they were agitated by the biting cold river water. Getting sick is inevitable.

The battle on the Naihe Bridge hadn't started yet, and no one had even seen Xu Yourong's figure. The scene was already chaotic. You can imagine how much people were looking forward to this battle.

The big ship was a little closer to the Naihe Bridge. The big shots on the ship had already seen the figure under the Fengxue Bridge. They made a slight commotion and then became quiet.

At this moment, Tang Sanliu and Zhexiu got on the boat from nowhere. After meeting Su Moyu, they began to look for a suitable place to watch the battle. The ship capital was full of big shots and elders. No matter how arrogant he was, it was not appropriate for him to cause trouble at this time. He looked around, suddenly his face lit up with joy, and he led the two of them to squeeze to Mo Yu's side. Mo Yu glanced at him and said nothing.

Tang Sanshiliu looked at the Naihe Bridge in the distance and said, Is this really the fight?

Mo Yu looked at the boy on the bridge and the girl under the bridge without saying anything, with complicated emotions.

This battle is a contest between the younger generation leaders of the northern and southern factions of the state religion, as well as a battle between the old and new factions of the state religion. More importantly, this battle represents the confrontation between the will of the Holy Queen and His Majesty the Pope.

Chen Changsheng looked at the flowing water on the bridge, watching the snow falling on the water and then disappearing. The tension and anxiety in his heart gradually disappeared like those snow flakes.

He felt something, turned around and looked towards Fengxue.

This is a simple movement, not heavy, but very slow, because this turn has taken many years.

Through the wind and snow, he saw the girl under the bridge.

This was the first time he saw Xu Yourong, his former fiancée, the owner of those letters and the bamboo dragonfly.

Just like what he had thought on the bridge before, in a sense, his life had changed because of this girl.

So many things happened because of her, but this was the first time they met.

Before meeting each other, he had heard too many things about her and praised her, but he still wondered what she looked like, whether she had long black and beautiful hair, and whether she was really that beautiful... …He didn’t see her face or her black hair at this time, but he found that she standing in the snow under the bridge was exactly the same as he had imagined.

She was wearing a white dress, without an umbrella, and was wearing a curtain hat, with the gauze hanging down from the brim of the hat covering her face.

He could only vaguely see some of it, not sure, but it should be beautiful.

Invisible, it is also beautiful, because it is an indescribable beauty.

Yes, even if the veil covered her face, she just stood there quietly, making people feel indescribably beautiful.

She stood in the wind and snow, as if she might be blown away by the wind at any time, leaving no trace in the snow.

She didn't belong to this world in the first place, so she should be alone and noble on a deserted mountain cliff.

Seeing this girl in the snow, Chen Changsheng finally understood why Xu Shiji and Tang Sanliu thought that they would change their minds after seeing her, and why Tang Sanliu said that many people would miss her life after seeing her. , why she is said to be speechless.

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The veil on Xu Yourong's face was fluttered by the wind and snow, which was a nod in greeting.

Chen Changsheng nodded in return, thinking about what he should say at this time. However, the next moment, he found that he had been thinking too much in the past few days and at this moment.

The girl in the snow obviously had no intention of speaking, and just stood there quietly.

There was silence on both sides of the Luohe River.

The only sound was the gentle sound of the river flowing around the ship.

You can even hear the snow falling.

Everyone, like Chen Changsheng, felt that he should say something at this time. People wanted to hear what he and Xu Yourong would say before the battle.

This battle at Naihe Bridge may mean a lot to the big shots in the imperial court and the palace. The people of Kyoto also know it very well, but they don't care too much - who can inherit the power of the Holy Empress and who will be The next generation of popes really has little to do with ordinary people's lives. When the Baicao Garden incident occurred and the massacre at the National Education Academy, Kyoto was still the same Kyoto.

What people are more concerned about is the grudges between the two sides in this battle.

There is an engagement between Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong, or as the rumors say, the engagement has been forcibly terminated by His Majesty the Pope, but this cannot change their relationship.

They were an unmarried couple and were supposed to be a couple.

This is somewhat emotional. Last autumn, people in Kyoto besieged the National Education Academy because of this engagement, scolding Chen Changsheng like a dog, and even invented a special proverb. However, just a year later, people in Kyoto changed their attitude. I would rather see this marriage succeed. Because in their opinion, Chen Changsheng was completely worthy of Xu Yourong, and he was from Zhou—Xu Yourong might as well marry Qiu Shanjun instead of marrying him.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong didn't know what the people on both sides of the Luo River were thinking and waiting for, and they probably didn't care.

They just looked at each other calmly through the wind and snow without speaking.

No words were spoken for a long time.

Until the end, neither he nor she spoke.

The silence of Naihe Bridge was not broken in the end, but was awakened by a movement.

Xu Yourong reached out and held the sword.

Of course the sword she used was no ordinary sword, it was a famous sword.

After hundreds of years, the Zhaijian of Saintess' Peak has finally returned to the hands of the contemporary Saint.

Her hand holding the hilt of the sword was very white, three points better than snow.

Chen Changsheng didn't pay attention to this, he just looked into her eyes, but found that he couldn't make eye contact with her.

There seems to be something odd about the hanging gauze from the curtain cap.

Xu Yourong took out the sword from its sheath.

A sword chant arose from Naihe Bridge and floated upstream and downstream of Luoshui.

The calm water surface rippled, and then the water waves turned into waves, constantly lapping at the bow and both sides of the ship, making a roaring sound.

At the same time, countless waves arose in Chen Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness.