The dense wind and snow fell silently, and the abandoned well was quiet. The leaves fell on the trees in Beixinqiao, and the trees were carrying snow on them, like sentinels holding guns. The Holy Queen looked towards the direction of the National Education College in the distance with her hands in her arms. After a moment of silence, she said, "The Great Court Examination is about to begin. What are your thoughts?"

"The Pope took His Highness Luo Luo into the academy as you wish, but there was no other statement."

Mo Yu looked at the side face of the empress and said softly: "Actually, in my opinion, the easiest way is to kill Chen Changsheng directly. How could there be so many troubles?"

After the Holy Queen's statement was made, no one mentioned the storm caused by the National Education College soon after the Holy Queen Maiden made a statement. However, Mo Yu believed that the Queen did not want to use this matter to express her tolerance and demeanor, but wanted to wait for all the people hiding behind the National Education College to stand up. The Queen Maiden knew everything in the world. When she asked her, she must be just trying to see her attitude, so her attitude must be firm enough.

To her surprise, the Queen of Holy Sees her firm and even a little cold attitude did not show any appreciation. Instead, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, and a slightly mocking smile appeared, and said, "How boring is doing this? Besides, how can you sleep peacefully if you kill him? You must know that the smell on the pillows and bedding will eventually dissipate.

Mo Yu was panicked when she heard this, thinking how to explain this matter?

The Holy Queen did not give her a chance to explain, turned around and looked at her, and said with a smile: "That night of Qingteng Banquet, did you lock him in Tong Palace?"

Mo Yu suddenly felt that the snow was cold today, so she dared not hesitate at all and replied: "Yes.

The Holy Queen did not look at the abandoned well again and said, "That's a good place."

Mo Yu no longer dared to speak. He lowered his head respectfully and humbly, held her hand and walked towards the palace.

The night of Qingtengyan trapped Chen Changsheng in Tong Palace was something she did according to the requirements of a big shot. As for why Chen Changsheng was able to escape and whether he really entered the bottom of the cold pond, Mo Yu didn't know that, and didn't dare to know, because no matter what, that was her reason.

The Empress did not say she was satisfied with her arrangement or was not satisfied, but since she mentioned it, it was a warning.

The Great Zhou Dynasty and the people knew that Mo Yu was the second most powerful woman in the world, with unimaginable glory and wealth and the power of Xuntian. She occasionally rose up to apply red makeup between her eyebrows, which could make the tide that had been silent for hundreds of years resurrected, but she herself knew very well that all this came from the gift or agreement of the Empress.

Once the Empress begins to doubt her, she will lose everything and die without a place to bury her.

The wind and snow today are really cold. Her fingers that hold the empress are a little white, and her lips are pale without a trace of blood.

Chen Changsheng woke up in the bed of the National Education College.

His face was extremely pale, his lips were pale, and there was no blood.

But his body was covered with blood, and his shoulders, chest and fingernails were covered with solidified blood. Compared with the snow-white bedding, it looked particularly dazzling and terrifying.

Looking at the roof, he opened his eyes and remained silent. It was not until the five breaths passed and his breathing gradually became stable that he slowly turned sideways, supported his left hand on the edge of the bed, and slowly sat up.

He sat next to the bed for another five breaths, and when his heartbeat gradually returned to normal, he got up and walked to the mirror.

He looked at the boy covered in blood in the mirror and was silent for a long time.

It feels so good that I am still alive.

It feels really good to walk around the edge of death and then return to the world.

He couldn't remember what happened in the underground space. He only knew that when the starlight began to burn, his spiritual consciousness fell into an abyss. In that abyss was full of burning flames, high temperature smoke and dust, terrifying tearing, unbearable pain, and despair.

He felt as if he had a dream, but he knew that it was something that was really happening. He was still a little confused and subconsciously raised his sleeves and smelled it. Blood stains were everywhere on his clothes. Although there was no pungent smell of blood, it was unbearable for him who liked to be cleansed.

He thought that all of his blood was still unbearable, so he started taking a shower and took a lot of times before he confirmed that all the blood was washed away. He wiped the water droplets on his body with a big towel, walked to the mirror, prepared to open the window and put some clean air in the winter snow.

As he walked past the big mirror, he suddenly stopped and looked into the mirror.

In the mirror, the boy was naked and looked very ordinary. But he discovered something very unusual.

Few people in this world know their bodies very clearly like him - because of his illness, he has always paid attention to these aspects - he remembers it very clearly that above his left arm, there was a scar left by his senior brother when he was acupuncture by himself. But now, the scar is gone, and his left upper arm is smooth.

Only then did he notice that his skin had become much thinner and slippery, like a newborn baby. What made him even more difficult to understand was that even though he had suffered such severe injuries, he could not find a scar on his body. Even the old scars left before disappeared, even the subtle ones were gone.

Could this be the marrow cleaning? From spring to now, some of the star light drawn from the distant life star has successfully helped themselves cleanse their marrow in the process of becoming true energy?

He did not feel the ecstasy of getting what he wanted, because he was very confused at this time and was still in a trance.

He looked at the boy in the mirror and frowned and thought seriously.

Thinking is the most calm and clear thing. He became more and more awake and remembered more and more things. Until finally, he finally remembered that the moment before he fell into a coma, he should have been in the cold underground space, in front of Senior Black Dragon, why did he return to the National Education Academy when he woke up?

He looked at the slightly wet towel and gently rubbed it with his hands to confirm that the wetness was real.

He walked to the window and looked at the palace wall deep in the winter forest, thinking that the pond would come out of the underground space. If Black Sheep hadn't tried to send him back to the National Education College, the only person who could do this would be the middle-aged woman. Who was that woman?

What happened in the underground space before? Why am I still alive? Did I really succeed in cleaning my marrow?

He stood by the window and was silent for a long time, and finally made a decision. He walked back to the bed, lifted up all the bedding, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to sit inward.

The desperate and full abyss began when he began to sit and observe himself. Now he survived, but he did not hesitate to sit and observe himself again, because living is very important to him, but he cannot accept living in a confused manner. He needs to understand what his current state is.

The spiritual consciousness entered his body and began to roam again. However, after having experience, this roaming is no longer aimless observation, but more like patrolling his own territory. It took less time for his spiritual consciousness to come to the snowy field in the sky and look at the ground.

He closed his eyes, his eyelashes blinked slightly, and his face was as pale as snow.

He was very nervous, worried that his spiritual sense would fall directly on the snow field like last time, and ignite such a terrifying fire again.

Even if he is as determined as he is, he will never want to endure such pain again.

Fortunately, this time his spiritual consciousness did not fall, and no special changes happened.

The Wanli Snow Field is still the Wanli Snow Field. His spiritual sense noticed that a snow field in the corner was burning without a trace, turning into dozens of trickles flowing towards the south, moistening the desolate fields all the way, but the streams were too thin and the mountains were broken, so they could not form the so-called water system at all.

Those streams should be true energy. Because of the special circumstances of their meridians, they cannot connect with each other like ordinary practitioners, and can only exist in small areas.

Chen Changsheng opened his eyes and began to think.

His current situation seems to be somewhat similar to Luoluo, but in fact the difference is very big.

Luo Luo's body has extremely abundant true energy, but the meridians of the demon clan are very simple compared to humans, so it is difficult to practice human martial arts. His true energy is now pitifully small, and the meridians are completely broken, so it is even more difficult to practice martial arts. However, there is a vague principle between the two.

He has been thinking about the meridians over the years, so he solved Luoluo’s problems in just a few months. The process of solving Luoluo’s problems is actually to prepare for him to solve his own problems now. He has already made arrangements for how he practices.

Yes, the number of true energy in his body is indeed not large, and the meridians are indeed broken, but it does not mean that he cannot practice.

He walked to the window, looked at the most conspicuous cloud pine in the winter forest by the lake, adjusted his breath for a moment, and held the hilt of the sword.

With a shiny sound, the short sword was deshewn, and a scattered sword intent went from the window on the second floor toward the misty place.

The first move of Zhongshan Fengyu Sword is yellow.

But he did not have the true energy operation method of Zhongshan Fengyu Sword, but used the simulation method he taught Luoluo himself.

This was the first time Chen Changsheng used his true energy. From this moment on, he began to call himself a practitioner or a practitioner of Taoism.

If anyone has the same experience as him, he should be extremely happy and even burst into tears in excitement, but he did not. Just as when he just confirmed that the true energy flowed in his body, he was so calm that he did not look like a fifteen-year-old boy, but more like a five hundred-year-old predecessor in his practice.

Because practice has never been his purpose, but his means, and because he has contemplated the current scene countless times, he has long become numb.

As the sword intent broke through the air, his face turned pale in an instant, and he let out a soft hum and felt a little painful.

The cloud pine in the distance was still motionless, the stone platform outside the window was broken, and several stones shot into the house like strong arrows, and a muffled sound shot into the wall, and one hit his left arm.

According to the method taught by Luoluo, there are still some problems. It is indeed not that easy to find the channel again.

Chen Changsheng shook his head and turned around to take medicine powder to bandage his left arm.

Although his true energy is weak and it is difficult to truly exert the power of Zhongshan Fengyu Sword, after all, he uses the true energy to control the sword. The splashed stones are not much less powerful than ordinary feather arrows. If he can penetrate deep into the wall, he can naturally easily injure his left arm.

He should be more cautious in the future, he said to himself in his heart.

Then he found that his left arm was not injured at all, and even his hair was not broken.
Chapter completed!