Chapter 705: The Story of a Knife and a City (Part II)

(Yesterday, the second master of the Tang family was written as the second master of the Xue family...... Recently, physical and mental power have indeed reached a certain level, and I tried to modify it, but because it's now a new version of the author's area, I don't know how to use it, so I don't know if the modification has been successful, or that sentence, my physical and mental strength recently...... Okay, I just confirmed it, and the modification was successful. )

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Wang Po understood.

They wanted to kill Zhou Tong.

The other party wanted to kill him and Chen Changsheng.

The choice of the Tang family in Wenshui was deviated based on the different attitudes towards him and Chen Changsheng.

But he still had two things he hadn't figured out.

If the Tang family is regarded as a pure businessman, and everything is based on interests first, then why should the Tang family live and die for a long time?

Everyone knows that Chen Changsheng and Tang Tang are inextricably linked, and if he can succeed the Pope, it will be of great benefit to the Tang family.

"White Emperor City also did not agree with Chen Changsheng to succeed the Pope, which is also a question that many people can't understand. ”

The second master of the Tang family said: "That's because there are better choices in White Emperor City, and for my Tang family, Chen Changsheng is certainly the best choice, but for me, it is the worst choice. ”

It was Tang Tang who was good friends with Chen Changsheng, not the Wenshui Tang family, let alone the second master of his Tang family.

Wang Po said: "In that case, why would the old lady listen to you?"

The second master of the Tang family said: "You know, the old man doesn't like the Holy Queen the most, what Chen Changsheng did made the old man very unhappy. ”

At this moment, a crisp sword sound sounded in the wind and snow at the end of the street, and then a sword light lit up.

Chen Changsheng's figure loomed in the wind and snow.

A muffled snort sounded, and the smell of blood pierced through the wind and snow and came here.

The battle over there had already begun, and Wang Po's iron knife was still resting on the table, motionless.

His gaze retracted from a distance, fell on the iron knife hidden by the snow, and said, "Can't you wait for more than ten days?"

The whole continent knows that the Pope's illness has become more and more serious, and the autumn mood has turned to winter and snow at will, and the time has come with the season, and it has reached the last ten days.

The Great Zhou court, the White Emperor City, and the Wenshui Tang family, even if they want to win the position of the Pope, why can't they wait for more than ten days?

"His Majesty the Pope is a saint, and when he dies, there will be thunder and arrangement. ”

The second master of the Tang family said: "What we have to do is to disrupt his arrangement and use the simplest method to solve the most complicated things that may be in the future." ”

Even if His Majesty the Pope returns to the sea of stars, and the whole world knows about his arrangement, who would dare to oppose his will?

Once the state religion is united, even if it is as strong as a business boat and as conspiracy as the Wenshui Tang family, it will be difficult to drive Chen Changsheng out of the palace.

Killing Chen Changsheng in advance would definitely be countless times easier than waiting for him to sit on the throne of the Pope before making a move.

At this point, this is the most correct solution, but no one would have thought of it until this solution appeared.

No one would have thought that just before His Majesty the Pope was about to leave this world, Shang Xingzhou would not only wait patiently, but would prefer to ...... before he left this world Do it.

"Whose decision is this?" Wang Po asked as he looked at the second master of the Tang family.

The second master of the Tang family smiled and said: "Naturally, it is the decision of Dao Zun, I just provided my wisdom at the right time. ”

Wang Po looked into his eyes and said, "After many years, you still like to play these methods. ”

"Yes, because that's all I'm good at. The second master of the Tang family smiled and said indifferently.

Many years ago, Zhuang Zhilian, the current president of the Heavenly Dao Academy, saw him in Wenshui.

From then to now, Zhuang Zhihuan has always been amazed by his cultivation talent, and even more amazed that he would waste his cultivation talent so much.

In the whole world, only the old lady of the Tang family probably understood why he didn't care about his precious cultivation talent and abandoned it as if he were a shoe.

Because no matter how high his cultivation talent is, he can't be as high as Wang Po, and no matter how diligent he is, he can't surpass Wang Po.

Many years ago, he realized this with reluctance and despair.

Therefore, the second master of the Tang family, who once had a promising future, has become a bully in Wenshui City, and he has gradually become nameless.

No one knows, he just gave up cultivating, he has been working silently in other aspects, he knows that only in this way can he defeat Wang Po.

Such as wisdom, such as strategy, ruthless set-up, and judgment and use of people's hearts.

"When it comes to fighting, I may not be able to match you in my life. ”

"But when it comes to other things, you don't deserve to lift my shoes. ”

"I know best what everyone cares about, what they want, what they can't cross, and where the shadows that can't be seen. ”

"Everyone in the world says that your king's sword path is straight, selling your name and selling it straight, and what you care about most is naturally your name. ”

"Today, I will use your name to press your knife, what can you do?"

The second master of the Tang family looked at Wang Po and laughed.

As usual, he opened his mouth and made no sound.

Every sentence that came out of his mouth before was a mockery and ridicule of Wang Po.

Wang Po looked at his face, and the longing or impulse became stronger and stronger.

But what can he do?

He is not a man of fame.

But grace is like a mountain.

This mountain was pressed down like this, could he have slashed through it with a single sword?

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Madame Shepherd walked outside the hall and looked up at the sky.

The sky is snowing, and the snow is coming from the clouds, no matter what others think, in her eyes, the snow and the clouds are sheep, with white and soft hair.

Everywhere she looked, the snowflakes drifted and the stratus clouds gradually moved, like a herd of sheep.

Looking at this scene, Mao Qiuyu's expression became extremely solemn, and his sleeves moved without wind.

She retracted her gaze, looked somewhere next to the hall, showed a slight smile, and asked, "My youngest sister was punished by you here?"

In addition to the queen of the demon clan, she also has the identity of the eldest princess of Daxizhou, and her youngest sister is the former national religious giant-Mujiu Shi.

At the beginning, Shang Xingzhou wanted to expel Chen Changsheng from the state religion and promote Mu Jiushi to become the heir of the Pope, of course, it had a great relationship with her.

Hearing this, Mao Qiuyu's expression became calm, and his sleeves flicked lightly.

The wind swept up the snow in front of the temple and swept it around, spreading through the shadows of the halls, revealing several figures.

Shiraishi Michi.

King of the Sea.

Eucalyptus.

Si Yuan Dao people.

The five most powerful giants of the state religion were all present.

And this is the Imperial Palace.

Even if she is a saint, she may not be invincible.

Not to mention, His Majesty the Pope, despite his serious illness, is still the Pope.

Mao Qiuyu looked at her and asked in a deep voice, "Niangniang, do you really want to be an enemy of my country's religion?"

"If you have a different opinion, you are an enemy of the state religion?" she said calmly, "Isn't Shang the one who represents the state religion?"

Mao Qiuyu and the King of Linghai and the others had unchanged expressions, but their Dao hearts were already cold.

They know that if they don't handle it properly today, the state church is very likely to usher in the biggest internal dispute since the saint went to the south.

Shang Xingzhou is also the orthodox successor of the state religion, and is the senior brother of His Majesty the Pope.

In a sense, after the Pope's death, he was the one who best represented the state religion.

The meaning of Madame Shepherd's words is very clear.

The palace was suddenly snowy.

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The wind and snow in the palace suddenly became violent.

The west wind swept the snow and crackled on the door of the room on the side of the temple.

The door was pushed open, but the wind and snow could not enter, because the merchant boat came out of it.

In order to subdue the Tianji Pavilion and to help His Majesty stabilize the situation in the shortest possible time, he stayed in this room for many days.

Today, he walked out.

He was ready to leave the palace.

He's going to leave the palace.

More than a dozen Daoists with a high realm came from the wind and snow and followed behind him.