Fighter of the Destiny

Hearing these words, Xue Xingchuan's eyes narrowed even more, and his hand holding the iron gun tightened slightly.

He is the second divine general in the mainland, and his level of strength is far more powerful than that of the ordinary Star Converging Peak, faintly half a level higher than those of the same level. In addition, he is in his prime, and his mental temperament is at the peak stage. Many people even It is believed that his realm strength has even surpassed that of the historical generals in the Tomb of Heavenly Books.

Even if Mao Qiuyu and Yulin join forces, plus the important treasure leaving the palace, Xue Xingchuan is confident to deal with it, but can he really keep Chen Changsheng?

At this moment, a huge roar suddenly sounded on the long street parallel to Beibingmasi Hutong, followed by the sound of hoofbeats, then the sound of buildings collapsing, and smoke and dust flying everywhere!

People around the ruins in the courtyard looked over there and saw that the buildings along the street had been destroyed, revealing the main street.

The candles were in the lanterns, the torches were burning, and the light on the long street was dim, but it fell on the armor without any warmth.

At this end of the long street, there are eighteen cardinals with advanced realms from the palace, as well as hundreds of state cavalry holding divine crossbows.

At the other end of the long street, there were the officers and soldiers of the Kyoto City Gate Division and the extremely well-equipped Yulin Army, who were as dark as a tide. At the front was Xu Shiji himself with a solemn expression.

The confrontation between the two major forces, the imperial court and the state religion, had lasted all night.

At the beginning, both sides were looking for someone, but now they are at war with each other and may take action at any time. In fact, the two sides have already taken action. The collapsed buildings, the smoke and dust, the bodies of the cavalry lying in a pool of blood on the street, the blood on the corner of Xu Shiji's lips, and the three seriously injured red archbishops are all clear evidence.

The atmosphere on the long street was extremely depressing and tense. Even the war horses felt it and kicked their hooves slightly uneasily.

The person who finally ended this confrontation was someone no one expected.

Zhou Tong, who was covered in blood and dying, said: I'm still alive.

Yes, he is still alive. This is something that Chen Changsheng cannot accept, but it is something that both the state religion and the court are willing to accept, because it shows that there is still room for buffering.

Now Zhou Tong himself spoke.

A carriage drove up in the alley facing the street, and the curtain was lifted, revealing the face of King Chen Liu.

That handsome face was full of worry, especially after seeing Chen Changsheng.

I'll take him back. King Chen Liu said to Xue Xingchuan, his eyes calm and fearless.

Xue Xingchuan was silent for a moment and then slowly lowered his right hand. He glanced at Chen Changsheng expressionlessly, and then ordered his subordinates: Send Master Zhou Tong back to the palace.

The sound of hoofbeats started again, still thunderous, but not as thrilling as before. The cavalry from the imperial court and the state religion followed the order and slowly withdrew into the night at both ends of the long street.

I'm causing trouble to everyone. Chen Changsheng said to Mao Qiuyu, and then stepped onto the carriage with the help of King Chen Liu.

Because of certain problems, both situational and psychological, he doesn't want to get too close to Li Gong now.

The night wind blew up the curtains, and he saw Beibingmasi Hutong and the courtyard, which he could not see from the main street in the past. He saw the Yulin Army carrying Zhou Tong onto a stretcher.

Zhou Tong had his eyes closed, his face was pale, his body was covered in blood, and he looked like a dead person.

Even if the imperial doctor in the palace could save him, the soul and body of this famous traitor would be reduced by half, making him a useless person.

But the knot between Chen Changsheng's brows still couldn't be erased.

Am I being daring and disregarding the overall situation? he asked King Chen Liu.

King Chen Liu reached out and patted him on the shoulder, comforting him and said: Of course Zhou Tong is not an ordinary minister, but for the empress, he will only be useful if he is useful. If you really killed him just now, would the empress still take revenge for him? ? Will you start a war and kill the future pope for him? Of course not.

In fact, he hasn't finished saying this yet. When he thought about it, if Chen Changsheng was the empress's biological son, then he would naturally be more important than Zhou Tong's life. No matter whether the rumor was true or not, even if the empress wanted to kill Chen Changsheng, in her heart, Chen Changsheng's life would be more important. It is still a thousand or ten thousand times more important than Zhou Tong.

King Chen Liu looked across the curtains and landed on Zhou Tong on the stretcher, and said in a deep voice: He is just a dog.

A dead dog is a dog. As long as it is alive, it is still a wolf.

Chen Changsheng remembered what Zhe Xiu had said to him before, and suddenly felt very tired, and said, I couldn't really kill him tonight. I don't know if I will have another chance in the future.

He knew very well that at least he would have no chance to kill Zhou Tong again.

Of course it's hard to kill someone like Zhou Tong. It's already amazing that you can push him to this point.

As a member of the royal family, it was impossible for King Chen Liu to have any good impressions of Zhou Tong. He wanted Zhou Tong to die more than anyone else, so he thanked Chen Changsheng more than anyone else for what he did tonight.

I admire you very much. He looked at Chen Changsheng and said.

Thinking about the turmoil in Kyoto tonight and the tense situation on the long street before, his expression became more serious. He had previously appeared on the long street. At this time, he was sitting in a carriage with Chen Changsheng and left under the escort of the state cavalry. This was equivalent to the entire Kyoto and the Holy Queen officially declaring their position.

Chen Changsheng didn't think there was anything worthy of admiration in him.

Because he still failed to kill Zhou Tong.

In the National Education Academy, Zhexiu once said that he would kill Zhou Tong and then go to Lishan to pick up Qijian. At that time, he, Tang Sanliu and others felt that this was impossible.

Of course it would be difficult to kill a big shot like Zhou Tong, but tonight he really almost succeeded, if it wasn't for the darkness of night that stopped him in the end.

If it weren't for a voice coming from the deepest part of the night and falling directly into his mind.

That was a sound he was very familiar with, and one he hadn't heard for a long time.

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At that time, there were only two people in the courtyard shrouded in darkness, Chen Changsheng and Zhou Tong.

Chen Changsheng heard that voice, and so did Zhou Tong.

He thought it was a hallucination he had when he was near death.

The night was so deep and cold, and he didn't want to die, because death was a deeper and colder abyss.

At the moment closest to death, all his gloomy and terrifying shells were shattered, and what was left was the vicious, humble, and cowardly him.

After confirming that the voice was real, he agreed to the man's conditions without hesitation.

Sure enough, that touch of night saved his life. However, he could not feel any warmth because of it, and instead felt even colder.

The world said that Zhou Tong was a conspirator as famous as the demon strategist Black Robe, but after hearing that man's voice, he realized that this statement was just a joke.

In front of that person in the depths of the night, how could he be qualified to talk about any conspiracy, how could he be considered indifferent and ruthless? In the eyes of that person, he was probably like a dog.

A dog that has some use.

But even if he is really a dog, he still has to live.

Even if you are begging for mercy in front of the whole world and your eyes are filled with sorrow, you still have to live.

Thinking about these things, his mind became more and more agitated. Zhou Tong could no longer resist the attack of his injuries and passed out.

Under the personal escort of two great generals, Xue Xingchuan and Xu Shiji, the seriously injured Zhou Tong was sent to the palace.

Only then, only here, could he be guaranteed to survive.

The news that Zhou Tong was seriously injured should have spread. Under the night in Kyoto, I don't know how many people wanted him dead.

Just like what Su Linan encountered on his way back.

Looking at Zhou Tong, who was dying and miserable on the bed, Xue Xingchuan and Xu Shiji were silent for a long time and never spoke.

They don't know what to say.

How did Chen Changsheng do it?

Zhou Tong's horrific and miserable incision from the left side of his face to his ribs was exposed under the light, which was shocking.

Xue Xingchuan and Xu Shiji were both people who thought they knew Chen Changsheng very well, especially the latter. They never imagined that Chen Changsheng had such a strong side.

The Holy Light Master who was supported by the imperial court came, the best imperial doctor in the palace also came, and the old eunuch leader also came on behalf of the Holy Queen.

Until the end of the diagnosis and treatment, it was confirmed that Zhou Tong should be able to save his life, but the empress never showed up.

I'll go take care of business first.

Xu Shiji didn't know if he was touched by something, his face was a little ugly, and he left the palace city like this.

Xue Xingchuan did not leave, but carefully cleaned Zhou Tong's wounds, then moved a chair and sat at the main entrance of the palace.

He closed his eyes and held the iron gun across his knees.

No matter who wants to kill Zhou Tong, they must kill him first.

Because he is Zhou Tong's only friend in the world.

Zhou Tong has only one friend in this world.

If even he leaves Zhou Tong, then Zhou Tong will really be the only one left.

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Everyone knows that Xue Xingchuan is Zhou Tong's only friend.

This is also something that people in the world have been thinking about for decades but still don’t want to understand.

Xue Xingchuan is the second divine general in the mainland. He has been guarding the tomb for hundreds of years. He is the de facto leader of the divine generals. Regardless of his level of strength, record or achievements in the north, he can shoulder this prestigious reputation without any shame. There has always been a saying that he and Wang Po are the most promising candidates to break through the threshold and enter the sacred realm.

Moreover, he had a good reputation and was very strict in running the army and running the household. However, he had a good relationship with the notorious Zhou Tong. Some people had speculated before that this might be because of the Holy Queen. However, although other generals who were loyal to the Holy Queen were afraid of Zhou Tong, they never took the initiative to get close to her, and they didn't even have a good look on her face. .

No one knows why.

The medical skills of the imperial doctors in the palace were indeed superb, and the Holy Light also played a very important role. Zhou Tong was so seriously injured that he woke up not long after.

Xue Xingchuan stood up and walked back to the cave. He looked at his pale face and said, Don't speak in a hurry. Heal your wounds first.

Zhou Tong ignored him and said in a weak voice: Do I look like a dog now?