(Thanks to readers from Book City 12 for a string of asterisks 29...... Reminder,About the emperor map or the emperor map,This is completely a mistake I wrote in this volume.,I'm sorry very seriously.。 Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info more than a year, cover the forehead, really haggard, spiritual, in addition, I suddenly found out today, I even forgot that the king broke an arm, it was deliberately written, everyone knows that what we pursue is the aesthetics of the one-armed knife king, well, I don't know if there is anything particularly wrong written before, anyway, I apologize here, cover again, this time cover the face. ）

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Tang Thirty-six did not leave with Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.

He stood in front of the Anglican Academy and watched as the blackened crowd quickly dispersed like a receding tide.

Baihua Lane quickly returned to calm.

Su Moyu returned one after another with the teaching and students of the National Education College.

Looking at the ruins of the Maple Grove Pavilion, the collapsed broken walls, the messy woods, and the clear traces of the battle, imagining the earth-shattering battle not long ago, everyone's emotions were inevitably a little strange, and they felt like they were dreaming.

Of course, this is a beautiful dream, because the current Anglican College is a school of departures.

Su Moyu didn't pay attention to the mood of the teaching and the students, and he didn't rush to arrange the renovation, but was more concerned about other things.

"Nothing, right?"

He stared into Tang Thirty-Six's eyes and asked, "I see that his eyes are very red. ”

In this sentence, he was naturally talking about Chen Changsheng, and Su Moyu was worried about whether he was too seriously injured.

Tang Thirty-six was speechless, thinking that Chen Changsheng and His Majesty the Emperor were hugging and crying, would they tell you about it?

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In the quiet side hall, the flowing water fell into the pool, tinkling, and the water scoop fluttered disorderly on it, like a boat without people.

Wang Zhice's gaze left the pool and looked out of the hall.

It was not dark yet, the light was falling, and the scenery was very clear, but he didn't see Wu Daozi.

There is a touch of white between heaven and earth, very holy, like snow and lotus flowers, that is Xu Yourong.

She stood in front of the door of the main hall of light, tilting her head and looking inside, looking very cute.

The King of Linghai and the others accompanied her, silent, ready to fight.

Such a picture appeared once a few years ago.

On that occasion, Chen Changsheng returned from the Cold Mountain, was seriously injured, and talked with the Pope in the quiet hall.

At that time, Xu Yourong was ready to make a move at any time.

Today it is clear that she is also ready to make a move.

Even if it was Wang Zhice who was sitting opposite Chen Changsheng today.

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In the National Education College, Chen Changsheng saw that he was about to be beheaded by Shang Xingzhou, Xu Yourong had to make a move, but was stopped by Wang Zhice.

But Wang Zhice appreciated her response very much at that time, if he was not mistaken, it should be the world's brook god finger.

"What I admire the most is that she didn't put all her time and energy into her eldest brother's knife skills, and neither do you. ”

Wang Zhice's words were very sincere.

Because he knew very well how terrible that sword technique called the two severances was.

Not only because he is the righteous brother of Zhou Dufu, this is something that the entire continent knows, and it is something that has been written in the history books.

Don't Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong know? Of course they do.

That year, when he and Wang Po were walking on the bank of Luoshui, he showed Zhou Dufu's knife intent, and Wang Po took advantage of this to break through the realm and cut down Nantie with one sword.

Now the two broken knife tricks are in the hands of him and Xu Yourong.

With two broken sword techniques, you can inherit the inheritance of Zhou Dufu, and it is likely to become the strongest person under the second starry sky!

Who can endure this temptation if they are other cultivators?

They will inevitably practice that set of skills every day, spending all their time and even their entire lives on it.

But Chen Changsheng didn't do this, and Xu Yourong didn't do it either, except for the time they had participated in the Heavenly Book Tomb together, they didn't meet each other specifically to practice the two sword cuts, and they often even forgot about it.

"The two-cut knife technique is too cool, and I feel a little uncomfortable. ”

This is Chen Changsheng's explanation of Wang Zhice.

He thought for a moment and added, "And we have our own Dao method, that's also very good." ”

The answer is calm and stems from self-confidence.

Wang Zhice admires this the most, and he doesn't understand this.

From Tianshu Mausoleum to Jianchi to Zhou Yuan, so many adventures failed to change Chen Changsheng's state of mind.

Who can tie the Heavenly Book Tablet as a stone bead so casually on the wrist?

He and Xu Yourong are so young, where did they get their confidence to be so calm and calm in the face of this world?

"The world is ours and yours, but it will be yours in the end. ”

Wang Zhice looked at him and said, "I thought you were still young and could wait for us to grow old, so you didn't have to take such risks. ”

Chen Changsheng understood that he was explaining why he appeared in Kyoto at the invitation of Shang Xingzhou.

He didn't know what to say.

Because the person who gave him an explanation was called Wang Zhice.

It's really easy to feel overwhelmed by this fact.

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Xu Yourong turned around and looked at the black eaves in the depths of the halls.

Confirming that the conversation in the Jing Hall was going well, she naturally would not break through the stone wall and start a phoenix fire, and the King of Linghai and the others also dispersed.

At this time, she heard Wang Zhice's words, of course, this was also because Wang Zhice wanted her to hear it.

That sentence made her eyebrows raise, like a flame ready to burn the sky.

A figure caught her eye.

"It seems that your fighting spirit has not completely disappeared. ”

Mo Yu looked at her and smiled and said, "It's been so many years, and you're still so belligerent." ”

Except for people like her, Chen Liuwang, and Pingguo who grew up together, few people know Xu Yourong's true temperament.

Xu Yourong looked at her and said, "In your eyes, what I see is all dissatisfaction. ”

"You and I have made countless preparations, but all of them have failed, and it is inevitable that I will be a little uncomfortable. ”

Mo Yu shrugged his shoulders as he spoke, looking particularly indifferent.

Such a simple sentence, but I don't know how much blood and rain are hidden.

If it weren't for Chen Changsheng's seemingly naïve and stupid arrangement, Kyoto would really be bloodied today.

"Your little man is really good. ”

Mo Yu sighed: "Lord Wang is a pity. ”

Xu Yourong sneered and said, "Do you really think he is like that in the book?"

When she was still young in the palace, Mo Yu was already a girl, and she didn't know how many times she had been a nymphomaniac to Wang Zhice when she was studying.

There are too many such girls in the world, and in their minds, Lord Wang must be living on the clouds and collecting dew for food.

If they really saw it, they would know that there was no such thing as an immortal.

That's an old man who compromises, and it's somewhat pathetic, even boring.

Just when Mo Yu and Xu Yourong were talking about Wang Zhice.

Wang Zhice heard a word.

That sentence was a response to his earlier explanation.

It's tough, and it's direct.

"Since this world is destined to be ours, why don't you retreat? Do you have to wait for young people?"

"If we wait a long time, we will become boring old people like you. ”

"Isn't this world always your world?"

It's not Chen Changsheng, it's not Tang Thirty-six.

The one who spoke was the King of the Sea.

Wang Zhice glanced at him and recognized him as an archbishop.

The so-called national religious giants will not be taken seriously by him at all.

But there is one thing that falls in his eyes, and it is difficult to get out.

The King of the Sea is young.

He is the youngest of the state religious giants.

Tang Thirty-six once said so.

To be young is to be righteous.

Wang Zhice thought for a while and said, "That makes sense. ”

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A carriage headed out of the palace.

Looking at the somewhat shabby and deformed wheels, crushing the hard bluestone slabs in the square, the friction sound was a little unpleasant.

The blood stains on the bluestone slab have long been washed away.

Wu Daozi's angry shouts kept coming from the car.

"I'm going to kill you!"

"You group of kings and eight calves, you dare to treat the old man like this!"

No one responded to Wu Daozi's scolding.

There was no one, and it had already been cleared.

This is the respect expressed by the palace.

The King of Linghai stood under the eaves, looking at the distant carriage with a calm expression.

Anwar stood beside him, thinking about what he had done today, listening to these scoldings, his face was a little pale, and his expression was a little at a loss.

Wu Daozi's anger came from failure, but also because he did not feel respected in the palace.

According to the usual reasoning, no matter whether he wins or loses, an old man of his age should be respected.

What's more, he represents the king's policy.

But no.

From Chen Changsheng to Xu Yourong, from the King of Linghai to Anwar, and then to Wang Po and Mo Yu outside, none showed this attitude.

Or, it represents the end of an era.

That era.

Wu Daozi was angry, or disappointed.

Wang Zhice was very calm, and he could even be said to be relieved.

Because he feels a power today.

A force that was once very familiar but gradually faded away after the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

That kind of power is a bit rough, easy to be unpleasant, there are no rules, but it has a very fresh vitality, very moving.

A thousand years ago, the world was in turmoil, the court collapsed, the demons went south, the people were struggling to make a living, and there were white bones on the road.

Then, there are wildflowers in full bloom.

Zhou Du|Fu, Chen Xuanba, Li Jie, Shang Xingzhou, King of Chu, Ding Chongshan, Li Mi'er, Qin Chong, Yugong, Lingyan Pavilion, and those people on him.

They were all young at the time, but who did they respect and who were they afraid of?

It turned out that era did not end.

Now, it's still that era.

The age of young people.