Fighter of the Destiny

Chen Changsheng really didn't care about tearing open the envelope, giving death to others, and then facing his own death.

Just like what he said to Mr. Lin before, he is really not afraid of death now because there is nothing he can't let go of.

Everyone and everything in this world is indifferent to him, because three days ago, he suddenly discovered that his existence itself had no meaning.

He stood at the dilapidated threshold of the library, holding the letter, quietly waiting for that moment to arrive.

The autumn wind is lingering on the lake, and the big banyan tree stretches its waist under the sky. There is still a lot of greenness, which forms a sharp contrast with the golden fallen leaves on the grass.

Time passed slowly, and the National Education Academy remained quiet.

Chen Changsheng raised his head and looked at the courtyard gate, his eyebrows slowly raised, like the fallen leaves that had just been blown up by the wind.

The sound of hooves, like heavy rain and thunder, stopped at a certain time. The smoke and dust in the distance gradually lowered to the bottom of the courtyard wall, and there was no more movement.

The courtyard door was still closed and the stone wall was intact. The fallen leaf that fell into the lake again attracted a few fish to chase it.

It was always quiet, and no one rushed into the Anglican Academy.

Neither the black armor heavy cavalry nor the powerful killers from the Zhou army and Qing officials who were ambushing outside the courtyard wall or in the woods showed up.

Su Moyu and the teachers and students of the Chinese Academy of Education who were holding on were looking at the gate from a closer place.

Seeing the miserable appearance of Mr. Lin, they vaguely guessed what happened in the library. They were shocked by Chen Changsheng's hidden strength and understood Chen Changsheng's choice.

The National Education Academy has reached its most critical moment.

After Eunuch Lin left, the gate of the National Education College was closed tightly again. Surprisingly, the world outside the door suddenly became quiet.

They were very nervous and did not relax because of the silence at this moment. They just felt very strange.

The thunderous hooves outside the door before were real and entered the ears of all of them.

Those biting murderous intentions were also real, chilling all of their uniforms.

The sword light is like water, reflecting a hint of autumn.

The Nanxi Zhai sword formation changed again. Ye Xiaolian floated forward from the formation, came to the front, looked at Su Moyu and said, What happened?

Su Moyu showed a look of determination on his face, walked forward directly, and then pushed forward the courtyard door with both hands.

As the courtyard door opened, a figure appeared in the eyes of the teachers and students of the Chinese Academy of Education.

Skylight spilled into the courtyard, and there were two breezes.

It was an old man, standing on the stone steps in front of the National Education College, with his back to them, his two wide sleeves dancing in the wind.

Su Moyu was a little shocked and said, Dean Mao?

Qingfeng Mao Qiuyu, the former dean of Tiandao Academy and now the archbishop of Yinghua Palace, students from the Sixth Ivy League Academy like Su Moyu are still accustomed to calling him dean.

Before Su Moyu could wake up from the shock, he was shocked again by the other figures in the field.

The archbishop ordered Taoist Baishi, Eucalyptus Lin, Taoist Siyuan, and King Linghai to all stand on the stone flat in front of the National Education Academy.

Five of the six giants of the state religion came in person.

Immediately afterwards, Su Moyu saw more familiar figures.

The current Dean of Tiandaoyuan, Zhuang Zhihuan, the Archbishop of the Zongsi Institute, Professor Fuji from the Thirteenth Department of Qingzhen, and his former teacher: the Dean of the Palace Affiliated Academy.

The row of restaurants opposite Baihua Lane had been crushed flat by the imperial army before, but now the smoke and ashes were rising slightly, and a tide of cavalry could be seen, making the area completely black.

The National Education Academy is still surrounded, but it is not surrounded.

Because these cavalry are no longer the imperial heavy cavalry, but the state cavalry directly under the imperial palace.

The swords, spears and divine crossbows of the state cavalry were facing outward.

Su Moyu was shocked and vaguely wanted to understand that those thunderous hoofbeats earlier were not a signal for the Xuanjia heavy cavalry to charge, but the state cavalry coming for reinforcements.

He subconsciously looked back at the Chinese Academy of Education, and saw that Qiulin was as quiet as before, and many priests could be vaguely seen at the courtyard walls and in the forest.

Especially around the library, more than ten feet away, stood a cardinal with a profound realm.

This formation is really shocking and speechless.

This is Li Gong showing his power to the world unabashedly and heartily.

Before this power, even the Great Zhou court had to show corresponding awe and courtesy.

Su Moyu knew that the National Education Academy was safe and relaxed. Then he felt a little clammy on his back. Only then did he realize that the moment he pushed the door open, he was sweating nervously.

The disciples of Nanxizhai and the teachers and students of the National Education College came behind him and looked out of the courtyard. They were shocked and had the feeling of surviving a disaster.

…

…

The doors and windows of the library have been completely destroyed, and the autumn atmosphere is particularly strong when entering the room.

The Pope stood behind Chen Changsheng and said: For ascetics, life is an extremely long process. In this process, we will encounter many difficulties and have many disappointments, which is the so-called doom. How to face these disasters, whether to survive with the joy of surviving the disaster, or to find yourself again after serious thinking, this is the most important difference. I gave you three days to think, and I also gave you three days It was time to go to the palace to see me, but you didn't, so I had to come and ask in person what choice you were going to make.

Chen Changsheng did not turn around and had no intention of answering.

The Pope understood why he had not asked for help from the palace in the past three days and said: Do you think all of us have deceived you?

Chen Changsheng remained silent.

The Pope said: As long as I live, I will protect you. This is my promise to Merissa.

Chen Changsheng still didn't speak.

The Pope walked up to him, looked out the window that no longer existed with him, and said: I'm going to die.

When he heard these words, Chen Changsheng's eyes fell on the grassland by the lake, which was covered with thick leaves. Some were golden and beautiful, and some were dead, rotten and lifeless.

He finally spoke.

Uncle Master, what exactly do you want me to say?

The Pope looked at the yellow and red autumn forest and the eye-catching green banyan tree, and said calmly: The past is past, that is time. Similarly, the movement of stars and changes in fate can only Moving forward, then we can only look forward. No matter what harm has been caused to you by those things that have happened in the past, at least your illness is cured now.

According to ordinary people's thinking, Chen Changsheng did not suffer any harm during the Tianshu Mausoleum Incident, but instead gained the greatest benefit.

It's dark when you close your eyes, and your world will be destroyed after you die. Of course, nothing is more important and worth celebrating than living.

The Pope is not an ordinary person and would not think like this. He just wants to point this out and wake up Chen Changsheng: Melisa must have considered this at the beginning, so he did not reject the proposal of senior brother. You will receive more than enough reward in terms of deceit, use, sadness, and pain, that's my guess.

Chen Changsheng said: You know, I am not Tang Tang or Wang Po, and I am not good at settling accounts.

This sentence has profound meaning. The Pope smiled slightly, did not take it, and continued: Your blood should no longer be a problem in the future. Even the queen dares not to eat you. Naturally, no one dares to be greedy for you. , unless the Demon Lord takes action himself, but now he is too busy taking care of himself that he shouldn’t be able to threaten you.”

Chen Changsheng asked: What happened?

The Pope said: No definite news has come back yet. I only know that Xuelao City has been closed for three days.