Putting aside the Pope for the time being, and not thinking about the senior brother, just saying that between the teacher and the Holy Empress Niangniang, who does Chen Changsheng trust more? If not long ago, he could give an answer without thinking at all, but now, after thinking about it for a long time, he could only find that he could not trust anyone.

He hadn't seen the Holy Queen Niangniang, but Tong Guò Mo Yu and Xu Yourong and Chen Liuwang had some side understanding, of course, he had read too many records about the Holy Queen Niangniang in the book, and he knew how powerful and ruthless the woman with the highest power in the world was, and now that he thought about it, his teacher might also be such a person. Or the higher the realm of cultivation, the less things you care about awe, the more indifferent you will be to this world? After stepping into the sacred realm, you can no longer be regarded as a mortal, so naturally you will not have too many mortal feelings.

"If it is really done as you said, there will be no buffer between the Holy Queen and the Pope, even if in the past two years, everyone has been deceiving themselves, but there are always some reasons to deceive themselves, and the contradictions between the imperial court and the state religion will quickly intensify, and maybe Kyoto will be chaotic tomorrow. ”

Chen Changsheng looked at her and said: "I'm not Wang Po, I can still take the world as my responsibility after the family is ruined, but if the world is chaotic because of me, I will still feel a lot of psychological pressure, and if I am really Prince Zhaoming, I can't imagine that Niangniang has any reason to let me go." ”

"If you are really Prince Zhaoming, then Niangniang is your biological mother. ”

Xu Yourong looked at his calm expression, knowing that this sentence was not enough to convince him, and even this sentence could not convince herself. It should be difficult for a person like the Holy Queen Niangniang to be restrained by these so-called family affections, she looked at the autumn tree outside the window and said, "I will intercede for you." ”

"If the mother really wants to kill me, whose plea will be useful? ”

Chen Changsheng stood up and walked to the window to stand side by side with her.

On the journey of returning thousands of miles from the Cold Mountain, under Xu Yourong's careful care, his injuries did not improve, but they did not deteriorate for the time being, and under the effect of Tianfeng's true blood, he even recovered some strength.

The starlight sprinkled on Xu Yourong's beautiful face, and the reflection was even paler: "I always have to find a way to solve it." ”

"There's actually one easiest way to do it. ”

"How?"

"No matter what kind of conspiracy the teacher is secretly arranging, it always has something to do with me, and since this is the case, I disappear, and these things will naturally disappear with me. ”

The bubbles on the surface of the lake reflect the starlight, beautiful and illusory, but in fact, the walls of those bubbles are filled with water.

If there is no water, those bubbles will naturally not exist.

Xu Yourong vaguely guessed what he wanted to say.

For people like the Holy Queen and the Jidao people, it is extremely difficult to disappear before their eyes.

There is only one situation, which neither the Holy Queen nor the Daoist can solve.

That is to truly leave this world.

The soul returns to the sea of stars, and the body turns to dust.

Death.

"In the past few days since I left Hanshan, I have actually been thinking that maybe I am a person who should not have survived. ”

"If I were Prince Zhaoming, according to Niangniang's statement of changing my life against the sky and sacrificing the starry sky, I should not have been born at all, or it is for this reason that when I was still in my mother's womb, before I opened my eyes, the sun wheel in my body collapsed, but I don't know why, but I didn't die. ”

"People who should have died a long time ago have lived for more than ten years, which in itself is against the way of heaven, and it will naturally mess up the world. ”

"It's more than ten years late, but if I die now, it may be regarded as a remedy, it is like building a new wall for the sheepfold. ”

"If I die, these conspiracies will be useless, and these contradictions don't seem to be meaningful, only Taiping remains, which is good. ”

Chen Changsheng looked at Xu Yourong's eyes and said very seriously.

He didn't speak quickly, but he tried to speak every word as clearly as he could, making sure his mind could be heard.

Xu Yourong heard it and confirmed what he meant, his expression was still calm, but his voice sank a few points, and he was a little annoyed: "I won't let you die." ”

"You get the idea. Even if I don't want to die, I will die after all, it's just a matter of dozens of days earlier and dozens of days later. ”

Chen Changsheng looked at her and explained seriously.

In the palace, I had a long talk with His Majesty the Pope, talking about the story of a thousand years ago, about a foreign continent countless miles away, and about his illness, but I didn't talk about it in detail, let alone how to cure it.

It is already clear that the Pope will not cure him either.

I don't know if it's because I've been thinking about this matter since I was ten years old, and when this matter really came to my eyes, Chen Changsheng wasn't so afraid.

Maybe it's numbness?, he thought to himself.

At this time, he was thinking very seriously about what he should do before he died, and how he should die.

At most, it is the difference of dozens of days, and it doesn't matter if you die early or later, what matters is when you die.

The meridians withered, the blood ran out, and he died, or was he eaten by the strongest people in the world? It doesn't matter how he dies, the important thing is that he decides for himself.

He cultivates according to his heart, and life cannot be as he wishes, of course, he has to pay attention to the ending.

Thinking about these questions, his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

Looking at his eyes, Xu Yourong confirmed his intentions, and his heart was slightly sad.

"I won't let you die. She said.

When she was in Hanshan, on the journey, and before, she often said to Chen Changsheng: I won't let you die.

Then she said, "I won't let you die."

There is only one word difference between these two sentences, but they have completely different meanings and represent completely different moods.

Generally speaking, when girls say this, they often have red circles under their eyes and even can't cry.

Xu Yourong was still very calm, even deliberately indifferent.

It's just that she didn't notice it herself, and her voice was trembling slightly when she said this.

That was the deepest despair.

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......

In the entire continent, only five people knew that Chen Changsheng was going to die.

For the ordinary people in Kyoto, it was just a very ordinary day in early autumn, they lived as usual, working and eating, walking and looking, drinking and chatting, watching the car in the noble mansion hit the stone lion and then going to see the excitement, listening to the gossip from somewhere, and began to express their opinions with relish.

On this ordinary autumn day, a shocking news spreads throughout Kyoto and attracts the attention of all the people.

Many people already knew yesterday that the team of the Holy Maiden Peak came to Kyoto with the team of the National Religion, but it was not until early this morning that they learned that the Holy Maiden did not live in the Imperial Palace, nor did she live in the Imperial Palace, let alone go back to the Eastern Imperial Shrine, but went directly to the National Religious Academy.

Moreover, I heard that she stayed in the Anglican Academy all night.

"The saint definitely stayed overnight at the Anglican Academy!"

A pawnshop shopkeeper stood at the door of his shop, waved his arms and said loudly, his expression was extremely solemn, as if he was telling the classics of the state religion.

No one can accept such a thing quickly, especially young men. Whether it was a scholar or a coolie, their faces were ugly when they gathered in front of the shop.