Fighter of the Destiny

The saint said that if she can't come back, she will ask Dean Xiao Chen to take us with you temporarily.

The girls from Nanxi Zhai saluted Chen Changsheng seriously, their white skirts fluttering.

Don't worry, the Holy Queen treats her as her own daughter. His Majesty the Pope will never do anything to her for your sake.

After returning to the small building, Tang Sanliu explained to Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng knew that this was true, but why did Yourong give such an explanation to the girls of Nanxi Zhai before going to the palace? Could it be that she knew it would be difficult for her to get out after entering the palace? why? What is she going to do in the palace? Is she still in the palace now?

He took off the scabbard of his sword, took out a pair of soft armor, threw it in front of Tang Sanliu, and said, Remember to help me deliver this to Huaiyuan to Wang Po.

There was blood everywhere on the soft armor, some deep or shallow sword marks, and a very thin sword hole, but the lace was cut off, so it should be easy to repair.

Su Moyu and Zhexiu didn't know what kind of soft armor this was, so Chen Changsheng had to specifically ask it to be delivered to Wang Po in Huaiyuan.

The Tang family was the richest in the world, so Tang Sanliu's vision was naturally extraordinary. Hearing the words Huaiyuan and Wang Po, he quickly guessed what they were.

Is this the Six Imperial Divine Armor? He picked up the soft armor from the ground, looked at Chen Changsheng and asked in surprise.

Su Moyu and Zhexiu were also stunned.

Well, this originally belonged to the Wang family, and it just happened to be returned to Wang Po. He should be very happy.

Chen Changsheng then took out a bronze mirror and handed it over, saying, I don't know what this is, but it should be a good thing. If I guess correctly, it should be able to restrain the light power of the state religion.

This bronze mirror should be used by Zhou Tong to deal with the divine staff of the state religion. It had not played any role in the previous battle, but it could remain intact under the two broken knives, which made him feel a little interesting.

Tang Thirty-Six took the bronze mirror and took a breath of cold air: Qing Xian Mirror?

Chen Changsheng only knew that there was a Qingxian Hall in the Li Palace, but he didn't know that there was a bronze mirror with the same name in the world.

Zhexiu raised his eyebrows, and Su Moyu could no longer hold back. He walked up to Tang Sanliu, took the bronze mirror, and carefully wiped off the blood on it with his sleeves.

Is this bronze mirror famous? Chen Changsheng asked.

Don't you ever look at the Hundred Weapons List? Tang Sanliu asked back: Its position on the list is higher than your Wugou Sword!

Chen Changsheng was stunned, thinking that when he chopped it down with a kitchen knife, he didn't see how remarkable this bronze mirror was.

What on earth did you go to do? Kill Zhou Tong or go to rob?

Tang Sanliu walked up to him carrying the Six Imperial Divine Armors, and was speechless: How could it be possible that after being out for such a short time, I brought back two items from the Hundred Weapons List?

Chen Changsheng said: These are all Zhou Tong's possessions. I took them back when I killed him.

After a moment of silence, Zhe Xiu and the other three looked at each other.

After they learned that Chen Changsheng was going to kill Zhou Tong, they were shocked, but they did not ask for too many details because they had never thought that Chen Changsheng could really do this, and Chen Changsheng later admitted that he Failed, but if he really lost to Zhou Tong and relied on the protection of the big figures of the state religion to come back, why could he get these two treasures from Zhou Tong?

They looked at Chen Changsheng, waiting for his explanation. Chen Changsheng told what happened in the courtyard in Beibingmasi Hutong, but he still didn't get too specific.

You actually won? Tang Sanliu looked at him like a monster.

Chen Changsheng said: Since the fight is about life and death, winning or losing is meaningless.

Tang Sanshiliu said in shock: But you won after all.

Chen Changsheng ignored him and said, You guys should see what to do with this bronze mirror. If you can't separate it, you can just keep it as a property of the Chinese Academy of Education.

Tang Thirty-Six was unhappy after hearing such words, and said: It's enough to explain things like last words once. Do you have to keep reminding us that you are a dying person?

Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said, These are not last words, this is a matter of inheritance.

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The palace at the deepest part of the palace, in the opinion of many people, is not suitable for the identity of His Majesty the Pope, because there are too many cornices outside the palace, cutting the sky into a well-like appearance. Or is this the origin of the word patio? But there are also advantages. Standing in the courtyard here and looking up, you can often see the neatly cut starry sky, which is very beautiful.

The night is getting darker and darker, even like invisible clouds, covering the stars in the night sky, and the cool wind of early autumn cannot dispel them. A voice sounded from the deepest part of the night. This voice was very calm and indifferent, with some feelings and vicissitudes of life, but it also gave people the feeling that this kind of emotion and vicissitudes of life was something he deliberately wanted people to hear.

I haven't seen the night sky here in almost twenty years.

Just like many people in Kyoto tonight, His Majesty the Pope has not yet fallen asleep. He has just finished watering the green leaf potted plants and is carefully wiping the water droplets on the leaves with a silk scarf. He is listening to the sound coming from the night outside the palace. He stopped what he was doing, slowly turned around and looked over.

If you hadn't acted too hastily, the stories of the past twenty years would not have happened.

The Pope said into the darkness of the night.

Deep in the night, the man responded: Maybe I just didn't expect that you ended up siding with her at that time.

Listening to these words, the wrinkles on the Pope's face seemed to deepen a bit, and he said slowly: It's all in the past.

The voice in the night said: Yes, it's all in the past. We should talk about the present and tonight's affairs at this time.

The Pope put the silk scarf in his hand next to the green leaf potted plant, walked to the stone steps outside the temple, looked at the night and said: Until now, I still don't know exactly what you want to do.

The cool night breeze blew the linen clothes on his body, fluttering away from the dust.

The voice in the night fell silent, as hard and indestructible as gold and stone: You have always been clear about what I want to do, but you didn't agree with me back then. Now twenty years have passed. You know that your judgment back then was wrong, so you must stand by my side.

After hearing these words, the Pope looked down at the shadow on the stone steps and fell into a long silence.

Tianhai has the best bloodline talent and the best position, but she is a woman, her vision is limited, and she has problems with her character. The past two hundred years of history have already proven this. If she continues to sit On the throne of the Great Zhou Dynasty, even if the north-south merger goes smoothly, it is impossible for the human race to defeat the demon race under her leadership.

There was a night breeze that ruffled the green trees outside the hall, the green leaves inside the hall, and the light leaking from the majestic and bright main hall behind, all seemed to be shaking.

That's because the man spoke again in the night, and his voice became colder and more certain.

Do you want the entire nation to be destroyed? Do you really want to see the descendants of the Chen royal family displaced and withering away until the inheritance is no longer alive? When we broke up at the National Education Academy, we had already agreed that I would be responsible for its survival. Royal blood, you can see her for a while in Kyoto. Twenty years of time have disappeared like this. Have you forgotten your original thoughts and reveled in the pattern of two saints sharing the same sky with her? No, I used indifference in Xining Town I have watched you with my eyes for more than ten years. I will not let you continue to be decadent like this. Now that it is time for a showdown, I will not allow you to continue to stay in this unpopular palace, cover your eyes, and eat lunch. Tsukuru can't see that there are so many messy things in the world.

The Pope looked down at the faint shadow left by the eaves on the stone steps and was silent for a long time.

He didn't know how long it took, but he looked up into the depths of the night and asked, Where does your confidence come from?

The man in the night said: No one can withstand that kind of temptation. The ripe fruits are waiting for her to pick on the branches.

The Pope said: The child told me that no one but a saint can resist, but she is already in the holy position.

The so-called saints in today's world are just a joke. How can a greedy and shameless woman like her truly understand the sacred principles of law? If you are convinced that eating that fruit can change your life and achieve perfection, and enter the great realm above the gods, what do you think? Will she be able to endure it? Do you know how painful it was for me to endure that night when he was ten years old, when the fragrance was overflowing? If it hadn't been for that greedy and stupid golden dragon, risking his fall again, I would have gone to Yun I went to the tomb and fought with it, maybe I would have eaten him then!

The man's voice in the night became cold and cruel: What's more, in her opinion, this is what she must do to change her destiny against the will of heaven. It is the most ruthless request of heaven, the fruit that fell from her body. , and finally being eaten by her, how can there be a more perfect cycle of heaven than this? If I can’t see it, how can she see it?”

The pope's voice became a little tired, and he said with a sense of guilt that could not be easily let go: You finally succeeded in deceiving me and also deceiving Melisa. You didn't say in the letter that in this matter, Who needs to be sacrificed, let alone the person who needs to be sacrificed is him.

The fruit must be eaten when it is ripe, no matter whether it is poisonous or not.

I initially thought that by letting the fruit mature as quickly as possible, I could plant it into thick and fertile soil as quickly as possible and help it grow into a towering green tree.

When the fruit is ripe, if it is not eaten by others, it will eventually rot. Then the child will die anyway. What's the problem with using his mortal fate to gain such great benefits for all mankind?

But the child himself doesn't know all this.

Everyone has something they want to do, but not everyone can make a decision for their own destiny and have the power to choose.

Are you the only one who has the right to choose?

Because I can provide you and the world with the best choice...

Do you know what kind of choices I and this world need?

Melisa only cares about the return of the royal family. You only care about the survival of the human race. He is the son of Tianhai and the late emperor. No one will oppose him. And please believe me, he is the smartest and most amazing young man on this continent. Man, he is the most suitable successor to the throne of Zhou Dynasty and the most suitable future leader of mankind.

But that kid is also your disciple.

The voice disappeared in the night for a long time before it sounded again.

But he is first and foremost a member of the royal family. From the first moment he exists in this world, he has to take responsibility for the survival of the royal family and has the obligation to bleed for the royal family.