There was snow on the streets, and the water was covered with ice.

Kyoto in early winter is so quiet.

Wang Po and Chen Changsheng walked along Luoshui, the street was empty, only the snow kept falling, as if it had been falling for ten years.

In the houses on both sides of the street, behind the walls, on the boats in Luoshui, behind the bridges, in the dark world, I don't know how many people are hidden.

Those people came from all the states and counties, the palaces, the ministries, and the officials, the officials, the catchers, the Qingkes, the domestic servants, the heroes, and the heroes.

However, the ice surface was gradually softened by the winter, and the withered willows swayed gently, but still no one made a move, and the two figures in the light snow were not disturbed in any way.

Because the masters in the court have never appeared, these officials are quick to catch and Qing Hakka servants, where do they dare to take the lead?

As for those strong men in various states who claim to be heroes and heroes, where do they have the face to dare to make a move against Wang Po and Chen Changsheng?

When the courtiers were assassinated, this was a big crime, and the Great Zhou court had enough reasons to want Wang Po, and the oath of the starry sky ended.

The imperial court also had reason to ask Chen Changsheng and the palace to give an explanation.

Martial law has been imposed in Kyoto.

Outside the North Terracotta Alley, the man with the smell of iron cold had already opened his eyes.

Until this time, there has been no movement in the imperial court, naturally because of other reasons.

In front of the Baohe Tower, the Yulin Army, which had long been ready to go, was stopped by the national cavalry, and the two cavalry formations like a black tide could meet at any time.

In front of the city gate, there were teachers, students and students of the Qingteng Five Courtyards everywhere, Xu Shiji's face was pale, but there was no way to order the cavalry to rush out.

In the wind and snow, Wang Po and Chen Changsheng continued to walk, occasionally stopping to say a few words to the cold willow snow bank, like real tourists.

Where did they go, what did they do, what happened everywhere, and why until now, no one has intercepted them?

In the shortest possible time, this information gathered in the courtyard that was once full of begonia flowers, but now only dead branches remain.

Zhou Tong sat in the Taishi chair, the color of the red official robe became darker and darker, like real blood, and his face became more and more pale, like real snow.

The whole of Kyoto is now looking at the two people on the bank of Luoshui.

The whole world knew that those two people were coming here to kill him.

It stands to reason that even if those two people are Wang Po and Chen Changsheng, it is impossible to go to the North Terracotta Hutong.

But today's situation is a little weird.

In terms of leaving the palace, it seems that he really wants to go crazy with Chen Changsheng.

There are also many people who are watching from the sidelines, just like watching a play.

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Snowflakes fall from between the eaves of the palace, drawing a white pattern on the black ground. A woman full of nobility stood in the middle of the white pattern, thinking about the first and last snowman she had built in the palace of Daxizhou when she was a child, and thinking about her daughter's aggrieved little appearance before leaving.

"It stands to reason that I am an outsider, and it is good to watch today's scene, but if something really happens, it will affect the Northern Expedition. ”

The Pope looked at her and said, "So Madame Shepherd, you came to see me?"

This noblewoman's surname is Mu, because she is the princess of Daxizhou, like His Majesty the Pope and the former Tianhai Holy Queen, they all used to call her Madame Mu.

She also has an even more remarkable identity - the Demon Queen, a true saint.

So even in the face of His Majesty the Supreme Pope, she has no intention of giving in.

"Do you want me to go see Chen Changsheng?"

"Or, you should go to the business," the Pope said. ”

Madam Mu raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Now it is him and Wang Po who want to kill someone." ”

The Pope said: "You have to kill it." ”

Madam Mu didn't expect to hear such an answer, and said in a slightly cold voice: "The young man is messing around, why do you have to interfere?"

"Everyone came from a young age, and Wang Po is an ordinary young man? No, Chen Changsheng is? No, he is my heir, your daughter's teacher. The Pope's smile narrowed and he said slowly: "You should hope that he will succeed." ”

Madam Mu looked at him and suddenly said, "The demon clan has never asked you to do anything. ”

In the Pope's old eyes, a flash of light suddenly flashed, a little dazzling, a little sharp.

Madame Shepherd's expression remained unchanged and she said, "You know what I mean. ”

The Pope said indifferently: "I know what you are worried about, if I really don't care about the overall situation, Zhou Tong would have died three hundred years ago." ”

This was already a promise, but Madame Mu obviously felt that it was not enough, and said, "Who sent the Anglican cavalry?"

The Pope sighed, stopped answering the question, and turned to walk deeper into the palace.

Mao Qiuyu didn't know when he appeared, stretched out his arm very politely to Mrs. Mu, and said, "Please go this way." ”

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The attitude of the demon clan and Da Xizhou cannot change His Majesty the Pope's mind, but as His Majesty the Pope said, he has always valued the overall situation the most.

In Kyoto in the first snow, the palace solved many problems for Wang Po and Chen Changsheng, making the long street deserted and empty for a longer time, but no national religious figure would help.

In that case, the state religion and the imperial court will really tear their faces, as Mrs. Mu worries, and affect the overall situation of the Northern Expedition of the Demon Clan in the future.

Madam Mu was not very satisfied with the situation in front of her, because she didn't want Wang Po and Chen Changsheng's crazy behavior to succeed, and she didn't want them to die.

Now that the imperial court has been prepared, there will inevitably be countless strong people ambushed in the alley of the Northern Bing Division, and the most important thing is that the iron tree will definitely appear.

No matter how you look at it, Wang Po and Chen Changsheng will definitely die.

That's what a lot of people think.

Therefore, when they look at the two figures walking in the fluttering snow on the deserted long street, they can always see some tragic meaning.

The wind is bleak and the water is cold.

Wang Po and Chen Changsheng did not have this kind of consciousness.

They walked along Luoshui, talking about old things in the pile of old papers, such as how Wang Zhice was back then, and some changes in recent years, such as the Nahe Bridge being hit by a boat several times last year.

Walking and chatting, stepping on the snow does not look for plums, looking forward to not being arrogant, just stepping down, natural adjustment, and gradually becoming in harmony with heaven and earth.

Then, I walked to the North Terracotta Hutong.

There was no tidal cavalry, no rainstorm of crossbow arrows.

On the clear snow street, they saw only one person.

That person was cold, his edge was hidden between his clothes, he was not in the same world as Weixue, and he had his own intention of leaving the world.

This is a powerhouse in the Divine Realm.

"Iron Tree, the realm is extremely profound, not to win, only to strength, to combat power, in the wind and rain in the eight directions can enter the top three. ”

Wang Po said to Chen Changsheng.

At the beginning of Xunyang City, he teamed up with Chen Changsheng to fight against Zhu Luo, but he didn't have any chance to win, not even a chance at all.

The iron tree that appeared on the snow street today has a realm strength similar to Zhu Luo, he is younger, and his will is in his prime.

As Wang Po commented, in terms of combat power alone, Tie Shu and Other Red and another old monster are the most powerful.

Even if the old man of Tianji is resurrected, he is not necessarily stronger than him in this regard.

Today they are facing such a person.

Instead of standing on the street, Tieshu sat at a table on the side of the street.

There are a few chairs next to the table.

"Let's do it separately. ”

"Good. ”

"I'm going to sit down. ”

"Good. ”

A simple two-sentence dialogue ends.

Chen Changsheng and Wang Po parted on the street.

Wang Po walked to the side of the street.

Chen Changsheng walked towards the courtyard on the street.

Wang Po wanted to go and sit at the table.

Sit down, it's a while.

He's going to meet the Iron Tree for a while.

Although he is the top of the free list and the unquestioned number one master in the younger generation, he is still far from a legendary powerhouse like Tieshu.

However, no one dared to say that he would inevitably lose.

Because he is Wang Po.

His family was ruined, he wandered to Tamsui, and walked to Tiannan, and he spent his life fighting against a powerful fate.

Whether it is the Great Zhou court or a strong man like Zhu Luo.

So far, he hasn't really won a game, but he hasn't lost either.

Tianliang Wang Po is the best at using weak enemies to be strong.

The courtyard at the end of the street, once full of begonia flowers, is covered with snow tonight.

Chen Changsheng walked over there, his expression was calm, his steps were steady, and his breathing was free.

He knew that there must be many assassins, killers, and powerhouses hidden in that courtyard, as well as Lord Zhou Tong who gathered stars in the upper realm.

But he had no fear, because he had been here.

He didn't kill Zhou Tong that time, and he definitely can.

He is confident that among the ten thousand armies, he will take the head of Zhou Tong.

Because the Tao he cultivated and the sword he learned were originally enemies of ten thousand people.

It's just that except for the time when Nangui of the wasteland killed people in the tea shop, he has never had the opportunity to show it to the world.

Chen Changsheng, the state religion, is best at being outnumbered.