Tearing open the envelope, giving death to others, and then ushering in his own death, Chen Changsheng really didn't care about this.

Just like what he said to Old Man Lin before, he is really not afraid of death now, because there is nothing that he can't let go.

Everything in this world didn't matter to him, because three days ago, he suddenly discovered that his existence had no meaning in itself.

He stood at the broken threshold of the library, holding the letter, quietly waiting for the moment to come.

The autumn wind lingers on the lake, and the big banyan tree stretches its waist in the skylight, still with a lot of greenery, in stark contrast to the golden fallen leaves on the grass.

Time slipped away slowly, and the Anglican College remained silent.

Chen Changsheng looked up at the courtyard gate, his eyebrows slowly raised, like the fallen leaves that had just been swept up by the wind.

The hoofs of the torrential rain and thunder stopped at some point, and the smoke and dust in the distance gradually lowered to the bottom of the courtyard wall, and there was no more movement.

The gate of the courtyard was still closed, the stone wall was intact, and the fallen leaves that had fallen back into the lake had provoked a few fish to chase them.

It was always quiet, and no one rushed into the Anglican Academy.

Whether it was the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry, or the strong killers of the Great Zhou military and the Qing Officials who were ambushed outside the courtyard wall and in the woods, they did not appear.

Su Moyu and the teachers and students of the National Education Academy who were holding on to it looked at the courtyard gate closer.

Seeing the miserable appearance of Old Man Lin, they vaguely guessed what was going on in the library, and were shocked by Chen Changsheng's hidden strength, and also understood Chen Changsheng's choice.

The Anglican Academy has reached the most critical moment.

After Gonggong Lin left, the door of the National Education College was closed again, and to some surprise, the world outside the door suddenly became quiet.

They were nervous, and they didn't relax because of the silence at the moment, they just felt weird.

The thunderous hoofs outside the door were real, and they all had their ears.

Those chilling killing intent were also real, chilling all of them's uniforms.

The sword light is like water, reflecting a touch of autumn.

The Nanxi Zhai sword formation changed again, Ye Xiaolian swept forward from the formation, came to the front, looked at Su Moyu and said, "What happened?"

Su Moyu showed a resolute look on his face, walked forward directly, and then pushed the courtyard door forward with both hands.

With the opening of the courtyard gate, a figure appeared in the eyes of the teachers and students of the National Education College.

The sky shines into the courtyard, and there are two breezes.

It was an old man, standing on the stone steps in front of the Anglican Academy, with his back to them, and his two wide sleeves danced lightly in the wind.

Su Moyu was a little shocked and said, "Dean Mao?"

The two sleeves are breezy and the autumn rain, the former dean of the Heavenly Dao Academy, the current Archbishop of the Yinghua Palace, and the students of the Qingteng Sixth Academy like Su Moyu, are still used to calling him the dean.

Before Su Moyu could wake up from his stunned emotions, he was shocked again by the rest of the figures in the field.

The archbishop ordered Baishi Daoren, Eucalyptus Lin, Siyuan Daoren, and Linghai King to stand on the stone lawn in front of the National Religious College at this time.

Of the six giants of the state religion, five of them are in person.

Immediately after, Su Moyu saw more familiar figures.

The current dean of the Heavenly Dao Academy, Zhuang Zhilian, the archbishop of the Ancestral Institute, the only professor of the Thirteen Divisions of Qingzhen, and his former teacher: the dean of the Imperial Palace.

The row of restaurants opposite Baihua Lane had been strongly leveled by the imperial army, but at this time, the soot rose slightly, and you could see the cavalry like a tide, black and pressing.

The Anglican College is still surrounded, but not surrounded.

Because these cavalry are no longer the Xuanjia heavy cavalry of the imperial court, but the national cavalry directly under the palace.

The swords, guns, and crossbows of the Anglican cavalry were all facing the outside.

Su Moyu was very shocked, and vaguely understood that the thunderous hooves before were not a signal for the Xuanjia heavy cavalry to charge, but for the National Religion cavalry to come to help.

He subconsciously looked back at the National Education College, and saw that the autumn forest was as before, quiet and silent, and many priests could be vaguely seen on the courtyard wall and in the forest.

Especially around the library building, there is a cardinal with a profound realm standing more than ten zhang away.

This kind of formation is really shocking and speechless.

This is Rikyu unabashedly and to show his power to the world.

Before this power, even the Great Zhou court had to show corresponding awe and courtesy.

Su Moyu knew that the National Education Academy was safe, so he relaxed, and then felt that his back was a little clammy and cold, and then he knew that the moment he pushed open the courtyard door, he was sweating nervously.

The disciples of Nanxi Zhai and the teachers and students of the National Education College came behind him and looked out of the courtyard, shocked and gave birth to the feeling of the rest of their lives.

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The doors and windows of the library building have been destroyed, and the autumn mood is particularly strong.

Standing behind Chen Changsheng, the Pope said: "For cultivators, life is an extremely long process, and in this process, we will encounter many difficulties and many disappointments, which is the so-called calamity, and how to face these calamities, whether to live with the happiness of the rest of our lives after the calamity, or to find ourselves again after serious thinking, this is the most important difference." I gave you three days to think about it, and I gave you three days to go to the palace to see me, but you didn't, so I had to come and ask you in person, what exactly are you going to choose. ”

Chen Changsheng didn't turn around, and he didn't mean to answer.

The Pope understood why he had not asked for help from the palace for three days, and said: "Do you think that all of us have deceived you?"

Chen Changsheng remained silent.

"As long as I live, I will protect you for one day, and this is my promise to Merissa," the Pope said. ”

Chen Changsheng still didn't speak.

The Pope walked up to him, looked with him out of the window that no longer existed, and said, "I'm going to die." ”

When he heard this, Chen Changsheng's eyes were falling on the grass by the lake, where there were thick fallen leaves, some of which were glowing with a golden luster, which was very beautiful, and some of them were dead and rotten, lifeless.

He finally spoke.

"Uncle Shi, what do you want me to say?"

The Pope looked at the yellow and red autumn forest and the somewhat eye-catching green banyan tree, and said indifferently: "The past is gone, that is time." In the same way, the movement of the stars, the change of fate, can only move forward, so we can only look forward, no matter what happened and how much damage it has done to you, but at least, now you are healed. ”

If according to the ordinary people's thoughts, Chen Changsheng did not suffer any harm in the Tianshuling Change, but instead gained the greatest benefits.

If you close your eyes, it will be dark, and your world will be destroyed after death, of course, nothing will be more important and thankful than living.

The Pope is not an ordinary person, he will not think so, but he just wants to make Chen Changsheng wake up by pointing out this point: "Merissa should have calculated this in the first place, so he did not refuse Senior Brother's proposal, he thinks that compared with the deception, use, grief, and pain you have received, you will receive enough rewards, this is my guess." ”

Chen Changsheng said: "You know, I'm not Tang Tang, I'm not Wang Po, and I'm not good at settling accounts. ”

This sentence has a deep meaning, the Pope smiled slightly, did not take it, and continued: "Your blood should no longer be a problem in the future, Niangniang she didn't dare to eat you, and naturally no one dares to be greedy for you, unless the Demon Lord personally takes action, but now that he is too busy to take care of himself, he should not be able to threaten you." ”

Chen Changsheng asked, "What's wrong?"

"There is no definite news yet, only that the old city has been locked down for three days," the Pope said. ”