Shang Xingzhou failed to leave the palace.

His will is like a surging torrent, about to spread over the entire Kyoto and even the whole world, swallowing Chen Changsheng without a trace.

At this time, someone stepped forward.

The Pope is still in the palace, Wang Po is still at the table, Xu Yourong is in Nanxi Zhai, the girls in Nanxi Zhai were stopped in the National Religious College by Priest Xin, and Tang Thirty-six was in Wenshui, folding his sleeves and missing.

The person who stood up was unexpected by everyone, and when he thought about it, he took it for granted.

The rest of the people stood in the wind and snow, and the eunuchs and palace maids knelt on the ground all around.

For the first time, His Majesty the Young Emperor appeared somewhere between heaven and earth against the wishes of his teachers and ministers.

That's the position he chose for himself.

The cold wind stirred his big hair, but he couldn't move his eyebrows and eyes, and his expression was still calm and calm, and it was natural.

No matter how angry the wind and snow are, it is natural.

He looked at his teacher in silence.

Shang Xingzhou looked at him quietly.

Different from Chen Changsheng, Yu Yu is the real successor of Shang Xingzhou and the sustenance of Shang Xingzhou's ideal in life.

Shang Xingzhou really loves him very much, and is willing to give everything for him, everything is in his interests.

Yu Yu knew this very well, so he was moved, then uneasy, then frightened.

These days, he is learning how to be a wise ruler in the palace, and he is silent and afraid.

He knew that the teacher would definitely kill the younger brother.

If he wants to become an eternal emperor like Emperor Taizong, he must not have any gap in his heart, in other words, there cannot be any existence in the world that can shake his mind.

That's what Shang Xingzhou wanted to make sure of, and he wouldn't even allow himself to have that kind of influence.

Chen Changsheng was able to do this, so he had to die.

Nobody understands.

Da Xizhou doesn't understand, Baidi Cheng doesn't understand, Wenshui doesn't understand, Tiannan doesn't understand, and His Majesty the Pope doesn't understand.

Only the old temple next to Xining Town understands.

In the early morning of that day in the Tianshu Mausoleum, the rest of the people watched the junior brother walking down the mountain with the body of the Tianhai Holy Empress on his back, watched the master walking towards the mountain, and watched them pass by, like strangers, and understood.

So these days, he is very obedient in the palace and very serious and diligent in learning how to become a Ming Jun.

The more uneasy and frightened he was, the more obedient he was, the quieter he became, just like he was still in the old temple in Xining Town.

However, the master still wants to kill the younger brother.

Then, he could only stand up and tell Master that this was not okay.

Looking at the rest of the people in the wind and snow, Shang Xingzhou's expression became more and more cold, and his will to kill Chen Changsheng became more and more firm.

He wanted Chen Changsheng to live and die, it was based on this, and the appearance of the rest of the people at this time proved his idea, so in his opinion, Chen Changsheng deserved to die.

How can we stop this? How can we change the minds of people like Shang Xingzhou?

Yu Ren's hand grasped a piece of jade pendant tied to his belt.

This piece of jade pendant is made of green jade, the whole body is clear, there is no trace of impurities, and it is extremely precious.

This jade pendant does not have any breath fluctuations, it is not a magic weapon, it is just a gift from the head of the Akiyama family when he entered the palace to see the new monarch a few days ago.

This gift is very much in line with Xinjun's wishes.

At that time, when the rest of the people took this jade pendant, they did not show any abnormality, but their mood was slightly rippling.

He didn't expect that there were people in the world who could guess his sorrow and anxiety and give a solution to it.

He knew very well that during the Lishan Rebellion, Akiyama-kun, who was as famous as his junior brother, faced his father and did one thing.

Then when he faces the Master, or, perhaps, can do the same.

Shang Xingzhou's line of sight penetrated the wind and snow and landed on the jade pendant in the hands of the rest of the people.

He knew everything in the palace, so he naturally knew the origin of this jade pendant.

He understood what the rest of the people were trying to say, so he fell silent.

The wind and snow continued, and the snow in the square in the palace was getting deeper, and the eunuchs and palace maids kneeling on the ground and the more than ten Taoists were like black spots.

I don't know how long it took, Shang Xingzhou finally spoke.

"Just once. He looked at the rest of the people and said, "Only this once." ”

Yu Yu nodded earnestly.

Shang Xingzhou continued: "But Your Majesty, you have to be clear, this is Kyoto, not the old temple in Xining Town, this is a matter of the world, not between our master and apprentice, this is not that he forgot to boil water to cook or clean, you can accept it if you want to do it for him, I can not punish him, but there are other people who will act for heaven, and he will die as well." ”

The rest of the people don't think so.

He knew that Mrs. Mu had gone to the palace, and peerless powerhouses like Tie Shu were guarding outside Zhou Prison, as well as Xiao De, Xiao Zhang, and even the Wenshui Tang family.

But he still believed in Chen Changsheng.

Because Chen Changsheng is not alone, he still has companions.

Yu Ren knew very well that under his own influence, the junior brother did not talk much, and it was not interesting, but in Xining Town, whether it was hunting in the mountains, catching fish in the lower reaches of the creek, or going to the town to buy vegetables, he could always meet some people who were willing to help him, those people were hunters, fishermen, and people with good intentions.

Or is it because they are brothers and sisters, and they have an indelible kindness to this world from beginning to end?

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The sound of fighting in the streets suddenly disappeared.

That didn't mean that the battle was over, because it could be clearly seen in the wind and snow that Chen Changsheng was still standing.

Wang Po's fingers were slender and steady, especially when he held the hilt of the knife.

The thin avalanche departed, revealing the true appearance of the iron knife, still in the sheath, not showing its edge.

But there is already a big difference.

The iron knife had rested quietly on the table, but now it was in his hand.

With his movements, a lot of things have changed.

The face of the second master of the Tang family became extremely ugly.

Iron Tree's eyes also flashed a strange color.

The Wenshui Tang family moved out of the four words of grace and gravity, but they still can't let this person take the knife?

"Do you dare to knife me?"

The second master of the Tang family stared at Wang Po's eyes and said, his voice was a few points colder than snow.

He represents the Wenshui Tang family, the old lady, and the mountain.

Wang Po stood up, looked at him and said, "I won't knife you." ”

The second master of the Tang family did not speak, knowing that there must be something to follow.

Really.

"Because you don't deserve it. Wang Po said.

From Tanzhe Temple to Snow Street, from yellow leaves to wind and snow, in the days when Wang Po came to Kyoto, the iron knife was never sheathed.

Everyone knows that he is understanding the way of the knife and cultivating the edge, and his knife will inevitably be earth-shattering.

Except for the Divine Realm powerhouse, who is qualified to withstand this sword?

Wang Po said that the second master of the Tang family was not worthy of this knife, not a mockery, but the truth.

The truth is the most hurtful.

The second master of the Tang family's face became even more ugly, but then he laughed.

This time his laughter was sound, laughing, full of mockery.

The laughter suddenly subsided, and he stared at Wang Pohan and said, "Whether you don't deserve it or don't dare, if you don't go to the knife, you still can't solve today's dilemma after all." ”

This is also the truth, if Wang Po doesn't go to the knife, how can he help Chen Changsheng?

What happened next was Wang Po's answer.

He held the iron knife and swung it towards the second master of the Tang family.

Such as waving the sleeves of the clothes, such as dusting, such as driving away disgusting things from the eyes, the action is very light and disdainful.

The second master of the Tang family's pupils shrank, he didn't expect that he would really make a move on himself, Zhenyuan was lucky, stepped on the snow, turned into several afterimages with golden light, and avoided all around.

Over the years, he has not practiced as diligently as he did at the beginning, but after all, he has amazing talent, and he is a descendant of the Tang family, his strength still exists, and his realm is quite high.

He used the Wenshui Tang family's Wanjin Leaf Body Method, which could reach the other side in a moment, and it was a peerless study that Tang Thirty-six had not been able to learn, although it was not as wonderful as Ye Zhibu, it was also difficult to see through.

Countless snow chips splashed, and Wang Po's iron knife fell.

The iron knife simply fell, but it implied infinite changes.

In the end, nothing has changed.

The iron knife draws a straight line in the wind and snow, simple and clear.

The front end of the line hit an afterimage in the golden light with extreme accuracy.

There was a snap, very crisp, like the sound of a slap.

The second master of the Tang family fell heavily on the snow street.

The right side of his face was red and swollen, the corners of his lips were spilling blood, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

After a while, he came to his senses, looked at Wang Po and shouted angrily: "You actually dare to hit me!"

Wang Po looked at him and didn't speak.

Several teeth mixed with blood spit out of the mouth of the second master of the Tang family.

He touched his face with trembling fingers, became even more angry, and scolded sharply: "You dare to hit me in the face!"

"When I first saw you in Wenshui, I wanted to beat you. ”

Wang Po paused for a moment and said, "And I especially want to slap you in the face." ”