Clear water slowly poured out of the scoop and fell into the gray clay pot, and the green leaves were struck by the stream of water, bouncing constantly.

After pouring the water, the Pope threw the scoop back into the pool and walked out of the hall with his hands behind his back, as if he had done something very ordinary.

The soil in the pot became moist, and the green leaves, which had previously withered slightly, returned to their original state, the edges were no longer curled, the veins became clearer, and a drop of water rolled gently on the surface of the water like a dewdrop.

A few days ago, there was a conversation between the Pope and the Bishop, who said that ripening needs rain, and sometimes more pressure, and that now, the green leaves are under too much pressure, or that it is the time to need rain.

The dust washing building is in the world of Aoba.

Chen Changsheng's body was extremely hot, his face was red, and the blood on his clothes had already been evaporated.

His breath was getting stronger and stronger, and at the same time, the dryness in the building was getting stronger and stronger.

Mo Yu stood by the window, looking at the young man who was enduring pain and pride, his expression was still indifferent, but his hands in his sleeves were already clasped together.

"Can you get him to stop?" Chen Liuwang glanced at her imperceptibly, and then asked.

Mo Yu was silent. Chen Changsheng was at the critical moment of the first light at this time, not to mention that he closed his eyes and didn't know what was going on outside his body, even if he could communicate with the outside world, he couldn't stop the burning of the starlight in his body, if he could do it, why would he enter such a dangerous situation now?

The only thing that can interrupt this process and save him from the brink of death is an external force, and it must be very powerful, even legendary-level power.

In Kyoto, there are only two people who have this power, the Pope and the Holy Queen.

The problem is that Chen Changsheng and the National Religious Academy are the symbols that the old men of the National Religion who are loyal to the Chen royal family and those old forces have launched to challenge the existing order, how can the Holy Queen and the Pope make a move?

The temperature inside the dust-washing building is getting higher and higher, and the cicadas outside the building are getting louder and louder, which is the reaction of the Aoba world.

After all, Chen Changsheng still underestimated the danger of burning Starlight, because his physical condition was different, since the Heavenly Book came to the world, there had never been such a situation as him in this continent, even if there was no similar record in the Three Thousand Dao Collections, it was really possible for him to die or be burned into a fool.

Who can change this qiē? Who can extinguish the invisible fire in his body and let the temperature of the Aoba world be lowered?

At this time, a drop of rain suddenly fell in the blue sky.

Then, there were a thousand rains, ten thousand rains, a rainstorm.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The majestic heavy rain fell from the sky, falling under the black eaves of the dust washing building, on the yellow sand, and also on Chen Changsheng's body.

There was no sound except the sound of rain.

People looked at the sky, at the pillar of rain, shocked and speechless, full of awe.

Mo Yu's eyes suddenly gave birth to a touch of palpitation, and there was a little confusion.

There were no clouds, but it rained.

This rain naturally came from outside the world.

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A templar bishop watched the rain fall from the sky, and his face kept changing.

As one of the Big Six of the State Religion, it is natural to know where this rain is coming from.

But as a close confidant of the Pope, he did not understand why there was such a rain.

Why did the saint come to the aid of that boy from the Anglican Academy?

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Rain washes away the dust of the world, and it also takes away the temperature.

The rain fell on Chen Changsheng's body, and when it came into contact with his hot skin, it instantly evaporated into water vapor, and at the same time, his body temperature was also dropping sharply.

The temperature in the dust-washing building is also dropping rapidly, it seems to be midsummer before, the heat is unbearable, after a rain, it is late autumn, and the cold is gradually rising.

Zhuang Changmo suddenly felt a little cold.

Just a moment earlier, he heard a cough coming from the second floor.

He didn't know who was coughing, but he knew that the man was reminding him that he had to strike before the rain was over.

Although it is not clear what is happening to Chen Changsheng, don't give any chance for accidents to happen.

But he didn't move.

Because this autumn rain was too majestic, rushing out of the ravines on the yellow sand, he was in awe and did not dare to overcome.

But that doesn't matter.

Because he is the pride of the Heavenly Dao Academy, he is very proud.

He originally wanted to prove to the entire continent and His Highness Luoluo that Chen Changsheng was inferior to himself, so defeating Chen Changsheng when he was the strongest was the best thing.

An autumn rain and a cold.

The building gradually became cold.

The rainstorm gradually faded and became dripping.

Chen Changsheng opened his eyes.

His eyes are very transparent, like raindrops, and he can see clearly the hidden picture of this world.

The yellow sand floating around his body had fallen, and all the overflowing True Yuan had been absorbed into his body.

He took the first photo again, so as to successfully cross the border, and he was at the peak of his peak at this time.

He raised the short sword in his hand.

A sword intent enveloped the entire dust-washing building like autumn rain, and instantly came to the front of Zhuang Changmoult.

The first style of Zhongshan wind and rain sword, pale yellow!

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Zhuang Changmoult's face turned pale instantly.

He didn't expect that such a short period of time had passed, as if it had just fallen into a rainstorm, Chen Changsheng closed his eyes and opened his eyes again, he became so strong!

That sword intent like autumn rain was condensed to the extreme, and the true yuan contained in it was also extremely powerful.

He was so distracted that he didn't respond, and he was at an absolute disadvantage.

That condensed sword intent was like autumn rain that was about to fall, and it was only less than a foot away from the center of his eyebrows.

Tick-tock, the rain on the black eaves slowly fell and hit the ground.

The yellow sand has been washed away by the rain, revealing the bluestone slabs underneath.

The rain pounded on the bluestone slabs, and the monotonous sound made the atmosphere in the venue extremely tense.

Chen Changsheng did not continue to draw his sword.

His sword is the first sword after breaking the realm, and the spiritual sword momentum is at its peak, Zhuang Changyu lost his mind for a while, and it is very likely to be defeated by a sword.

But he didn't.

He waited for Zhuang to wake up.

Because when he sat and closed his eyes before, Zhuang Moult gave him time.

Whether it was because of the ravine that the autumn rain rushed out between the yellow sand, so that Zhuang Changmo did not dare to step forward, or because of pride, in short, he gave Chen Changsheng a chance.

Therefore, now Chen Changsheng wants to give him back this opportunity.

There was silence in the dust-washing building.

"The boy's battle is really different. ”

Someone on the second floor said with emotion.

If you are an adult, you will never give your opponent any chance in such an important competition as the Great Pilgrimage.

Only young people would do that.

Maybe it's because they have experienced less things and haven't stained much dust on their bodies, or maybe because this autumn rain has washed away the dust on their bodies, in short, compared to adults, they still believe in such things as fairness, maybe it's naïve and naïve, but it also represents a certain vitality and self-confidence.

"Now, you can't beat me. ”

Chen Changsheng looked at Zhuang Changyu and said, "Admit defeat." ”

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(That's all for today.) ）