Chapter Seventy-Six: Life is a Plethora of Choices...

The old man of Tianji frowned slightly and said, "What did you say?"

I said...... There is no such thing as fate. ”

Chen Changsheng raised his head, his eyes calm and firm: "Then naturally there is no nemesis of hits." ”

The old man of Tianji looked at him with a stern expression and said, "Destiny is in the starry sky. ”

Chen Changsheng said: "Then please figure it out first, and then come and tell me who I am and what I should do, instead of letting me decide what to do." ”

"There aren't many things I don't know, there are very few people, and you're one of them. The old man of Tianji's eyebrows suddenly had a touch of vicissitudes, and said: "Because your teacher can cover Tianji, so can the black robe, if this is their game, I really don't have the certainty of breaking the game." ”

Hearing the name of the Demon Clan's military master, Chen Changsheng's mood became a little strange: "...... This matter has something to do with the black robe?"

"If it is not bad, you leave Xining for Kyoto, this is a conspiracy against Niangniang. The old man Tianji didn't know if it was because he had consumed too much energy in the process of persuading him, and he looked a little tired: "I don't know what they will do, but it must have something to do with you." ”

Chen Changsheng was silent again.

He remembered what Xu Yourong said to himself at night.

He remembered what Tang Tang said to himself in the National Religious Academy a long time ago.

That sentence and those words, as well as the first words of the old man Tianji, all pointed directly to his teacher and His Majesty the Pope.

"I ...... Will not cooperate. ”

These are very simple five words, but for Chen Changsheng, it took a long time to spit out from his lips with difficulty.

Because it meant that he began to have some kind of suspicion about his teacher and his Pope.

Perhaps, the teacher and the Pope are using him for a great purpose.

It's like setting up a game in the cold mountains this time to seriously injure the Demon Lord.

He can bear it, but doesn't like it.

It's okay once, not too many times.

"But...... What if you were always part of the conspiracy?"

"What if you're living in a conspiracy all the time?"

"What if your existence is a conspiracy in itself?"

Tianji did not stop because of his answer, but asked three questions in a row extremely tough and even coldly.

Moreover, it was not over yet, there were still several questions that were like cold ice rain, slapping towards Chen Changsheng's face.

"If you are really Prince Zhaoming, why do the deans and the Pope want you to enter Kyoto?"

"Do they think they can hide from their mother's eyes? No, they are even deliberately letting their mother see you and pay attention to you. ”

"Why? Could it be that they just want to send you to Niang Niang to kill, so as to complete her rebellion?"

"Chen Changsheng, don't try to answer these questions, because when you see the answer, you will already be part of the answer. ”

"While all this qiē has not happened, leave, disappear, and no one will find you again. ”

Chen Changsheng didn't want to continue listening to it.

He stood up, looked at the old man of Tianji and said, "Actually, if you want to solve this problem, there is an easier way. ”

"What?"

"You're going to kill me right now. ”

"No, I'm not going to kill you. ”

"Why?"

The old man of Tianji looked at him and said calmly: "Because, I will not make a choice for my mother." ”

Chen Changsheng looked at him quietly and said, "Then, please don't make a choice for me." ”

After saying this, he did not stop any longer, and turned and walked towards the thick fog outside the garden.

Looking at his back, the old man Tianji said with a little tiredness: "Disappear, just like Su Li, this is the greatest kindness to the world." ”

Chen Changsheng stopped, but didn't say anything.

He took a bite of the peach in his hand and walked into the fog.

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The fog gathers and the fog disperses, and people go and people come.

Soon after Chen Changsheng left, Xu Yourong took a boat to the island in the middle of the lake and sat in the same position as before.

The old man of Tianji said: "Actually, before you and Chen Changsheng, there was another person who also sat here. ”

Xu Yourong said, "Who?"

The old man said, "Liu Qing." ”

Xu Yourong thought about it before remembering the name.

"I asked Liu Qing what kind of person Chen Changsheng was. ”

The old man said: "He thought about it very seriously for a long time, and then said to me...... Chen Changsheng is a good person. ”

A world-famous assassin actually commented on Chen Changsheng like this, and Xu Yourong's feelings were a little subtle.

"What about you, what kind of person is Chen Changsheng in your opinion?"

The old man looked at her and asked calmly.

This sentence was too calm, and the old man's eyes were too calm, as if he knew a lot of inside information.

No one knows what Xu Yourong's mood is, and the white yarn flutters lightly in the lake breeze, as if it wants to merge with the fog.

Her voice peeked through the veil, soft, certain.

"He's a real person. ”

Hearing this, the old man of Tianji was slightly moved, he didn't expect Xu Yourong's evaluation of him to be so high.

Thinking about the things that happened to Chen Changsheng in the past two years, he found that this evaluation was actually very accurate.

"It is indeed not easy to retain a pure heart in the red world. ”

The old man of Tianji sighed, and then said: "Tell Niangniang, if Chen Changsheng returns to Kyoto, kill him, don't hesitate any longer." ”

The first sentence is still admiring, and the next sentence is about to kill.

The crown is covered with Jinghua, and everyone in the world wants to kill.

The garden is very quiet, and the sound of the lake lapping against the shore of the island is very clear.

Xu Yourong didn't speak, just looked at the old man.

The fluttering white veil can cover her perfect face, but it can't stop her calm but tough gaze.

The old man of Tianji did not look at her, stood up, looked at the lake outside the fog with his hands, and said in a ruthless voice: "If you are reluctant, then take him away, use the white crane with affection and use childhood, no matter what means are used, the farther you go, the better." ”

Xu Yourong looked at the old man's back and asked, "What did you calculate?"

The old man didn't turn around, and said: "He has been in a coma for three days and three nights, and I will count him for three days and three nights, and there is still a fog, only a bright light." ”

Xu Yourong muttered, "Bright light?"

"That light is incomparably clear, like Su Li's sword ......"

The old man of Tianji finally said: "If he returns to Kyoto alive, Niangniang will die, how do you choose?"

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Returning to the small building, standing on the edge of the railing, looking at the big lake in front of him, Chen Changsheng did not feel open-minded.

He thought about what the old man Tianji said - leaving like Su Li is the greatest kindness to this world.

So, what about the world's kindness to Su Li's predecessors, and where is the kindness to me?

Leaning against the wind, he was silent for a long time.