After receiving the letter, Chen Changsheng and Jin Yulu Xiaode confessed a few words, and then rode away. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jin Yulu and Xiaode glanced at each other, seeing each other's doubts and uneasiness.

Before leaving, Chen Changsheng said that he would go to do something and come back when he was done, and finally said that he hoped that the matter would not be done.

These words are very strange and incomprehensible, what is it that is more important than helping His Majesty the White Emperor get out of trouble?

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On a snowy peak about ten miles away from this black cliff, the wind and snow are lightly drifting and blending with the white clothes.

Xu Yourong had been standing here for a while, she watched Chen Changsheng and Jin Yulu Xiaode enter the Black Cliff, watched the white crane arrive, and then Chen Changsheng left.

She vaguely guessed what was going on in the White Emperor City, and her mood was also affected.

The forbidden formation in the Black Cliff, she had observed it for a long enough time to find a possible way to break the formation.

She took a piece of white paper from her sleeve and folded it into a paper crane, then let it go.

The paper crane followed the snow wind, fluttered in front of the black cliff, and then landed on the ground.

Xiaode looked around vigilantly, found nothing, picked up the paper crane and opened it, only to see two words written on the paper, the handwriting was beautiful, it should be written by a woman.

Those two words are: "Sword Formation"

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It only took a short time to return to White Emperor City from the Falling Star Mountain Range at Xu Yourong's speed.

She didn't go to the small courtyard behind the Tianshu Temple, because she didn't want to meet Chen Changsheng yet, and because she subconsciously didn't want to see those pictures.

Back to yesterday's inn, she didn't go back to the room, and asked for some of the inn's most famous buns in the front hall

The atmosphere in the White Emperor City is tense and weird, there are not many pedestrians on the street, and the business in the inn is naturally very poor, and there are very few people who have leisure to come here for breakfast.

At this time, the diners who are still thinking about the restaurant must be some really lively idlers, and they are naturally good at gossiping.

When Xu Yourong was eating steamed buns with beef and egg flower porridge, he kept listening to the guests at the next table gossiping.

Recently, the biggest excitement in the White Emperor City is naturally the appearance of the Heavenly Chosen Classic, the Demon Monarch, and Chen Changsheng.

As for the most boiling gossip, it was naturally the sentence that Xuanyuan Po drank in front of the imperial city, and it was also the sentence that His Royal Highness Luoluo personally admitted.

I don't know what His Holency Pope thinks, but seeing that he came by crane despite all the travels, and what he said, he should also like Her Royal Highness the Princess, right?

I heard that the human race is very taboo about this kind of thing, but when did our demon race care about this?

I heard that the Pope and the Holy Maiden have a marriage contract, but when did our demon clan care about this?

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Xu Yourong's mood was already a little low, and when he was eating, he listened to a stomach full of gossip, and he didn't eat enough at all, and his mood was even worse.

The so-called Dao heart is clear and calm like water, and she has long forgotten where she has forgotten.

She took a steamed bun and a plate of vinegared garlic and went back to her room.

She simply freshened up, sat down at the table, and looked at the bronze mirror, looking at herself in the mirror and began to lose her mind.

The bronze mirror is not too clear, and it is a little blurry, but the face in the mirror is still beautiful, like the most beautiful flower that the world can imagine.

- I am her teacher, and if I say that I am not allowed to marry, she will not be able to marry.

It's really a domineering sentence, how good the relationship between teachers and students is.

She scoffed.

She knew very well that the little black dragon meant more to Chen Changsheng a kindness that would be repaid for life, and the real trouble was Luoluo.

No matter from which point of view, Luoluo is a man's favorite kind of girl, not to mention that her love for Chen Changsheng is so clean and undemanding.

She couldn't do this, she couldn't like Chen Changsheng more than herself, and she couldn't even understand why someone could do it.

She only knew what the biggest challenge she would face if she wanted to walk the thousand-year-long road of cultivation with Chen Changsheng.

The more she thought about it, the more unhappy she became, and she pursed her lips, revealing the look of a little daughter that she had never seen outside.

She looked at herself in the mirror and snorted, "You are so good-looking, you are the best-looking, you are the most beautiful girl in the world, and he is not blind." ”

After saying this, she suddenly woke up, felt so ashamed, muttered, and covered her face.

At this moment, a layer of mist suddenly appeared in the bronze mirror.

Xu Yourong's expression was slightly abrupt, and he returned to calm as quickly as possible, with no more annoyance or shame in his eyes, just calm and beautiful.

At this time, she is a saint, and her temperament is like a spring forest after a new rain.

The mist in the bronze mirror gradually changed, condensed into some thick or linear lines, and it was vaguely visible that it was a face.

The picture is still blurry, and the eyebrows and eyes can't be seen clearly, but for some reason, that face makes people feel extremely handsome, and it exudes a mountain-like temperament.

Xu Yourong looked at the person in the mirror and said: "I have personally gone to see the ban, since the White Emperor is still alive, there should be a way to come out, at least some information can be transmitted." ”

Hearing this, the person in the mirror was silent for a long time, and it was obvious that this seemingly ordinary sentence had caused some impact on his mind.

Xu Yourong didn't ask any questions, just waited quietly.

The man sighed, unspeakably emotional, and even a little sentimental.

He said, "In that case, let's help him out." ”

Xu Yourong said: "I have already sent a message to Chen Changsheng, with his understanding, he should be able to break the formation quickly." ”

The man said, "Since this is the case, you should be careful." ”

Xu Yourong suddenly asked, "Why is he willing to help you, and you have no other means?" In the current situation, you have many opportunities to kill him. ”

Instead, the man asked, "Then why are you willing to help me?"

Xu Yourong said: "The overall situation is important. ”

The man said calmly, "It's all the same. So he's not helping me, and I don't care about him, killing him...... There will be many more opportunities in the future. ”

Xu Yourong finally asked, "Don't Mr. ...... Is there really no way?"

The man thought for a moment and said, "If the scoundrel can't be cured, then there will be no more." ”

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The so-called overall situation is naturally how the human race survives on this continent and survives.

Xu Yourong has to think about this problem, the person in the bronze mirror has to think about this problem, and Chen Changsheng, as the contemporary Terran Pope, of course has to think about this issue even more, although he doesn't think he has such ability.

There were many things he couldn't solve, and even what he was best at seemed so useless at some moments.

The white crane passed through the big tree in the Heavenly Tree Temple and landed in the small courtyard with a withered landscape.

Xuanyuan Po's face was pale, his right arm hung weakly, and when he saw Chen Changsheng, he squeezed out a smile very reluctantly.

Chen Changsheng stepped forward to hug him, patted him vigorously on his thick back three times, and then walked into the house without further words.

Elsewhere red leaned against the wall, her eyes closed, her face as usual, as if she was sleeping.

Chen Changsheng walked up to him silently, took the golden needle from his finger, and began to treat him again.

It is said that his cinnabar pill can give birth to white bones and live the dead, but that is actually just an exaggerated rumor, and the cinnabar pill containing holy blood can only treat external injuries such as blood loss, broken bones and broken abdomen.

The reason for the injury was that the two angels from the Holy Light Continent had suffered irreversible damage to their souls and bodies, and they could not be cured at all.

I don't know how long it has been, Chen Changsheng's Dao clothes have been wet with sweat, but fortunately, after being recreated by the Tianhai Holy Queen, there is no longer a strange fragrance that can make the whole world crazy.

Strange Red slowly opened his eyes and finally woke up.

Chen Changsheng saw the dim, gray aura in the depths of his eyes again.

The breath was very light, like fresh snow falling in the snowfield, raindrops falling from mountain streams.

If it weren't for someone like him who possessed extremely strong divine sense, he wouldn't have been able to find out at all.

This breath is death. (To be continued.) )