The clear water slowly poured out of the scoop and fell into the gray pottery basin. The green leaves were hit by the water flow and kept bounced.

After watering, the Pope threw the wooden scoop back into the pool and walked out of the hall with his hands behind his back, as if he had done something unusual.

The soil in the pottery basin became moist, and the green leaves that had previously been slightly wilted returned as before, the edges were no longer curled, the leaf veins became clearer, and a water droplet rolled gently on the water surface like dew.

Many days ago, the Pope and the Bishop had a conversation here. At that time, the Bishop said that maturity requires rain and sometimes pressure. Now, the green leaf has been under too much pressure, or it is the time when it needs rain.

The Dust Tower is in the Qingye World.

Chen Changsheng's body was extremely hot, his face turned red, and the blood on his clothes had already been steamed.

His aura became stronger and stronger, and at the same time, the dryness in the building became stronger and stronger.

Mo Yu stood by the window, looking at the boy who was enduring the pain and arrogance, his expression was still indifferent, but his hands in his sleeves were already holding each other.

"Can you let him stop?" King Chenliu glanced at her not easily and asked.

Mo Yu remained silent. Chen Changsheng was at the critical moment of the first glance. Don’t say that he closed his eyes and did not know about external affairs. Even if he could communicate with the outside world, he could not stop the burning of starlight in his body. If he could do it, why would he enter such a dangerous situation now?

The only thing that can interrupt this process and save him from the brink of death is the power of the outside world, and it must be very powerful, or even legendary.

In Kyoto, only two people have this power, the Pope and the Holy Queen.

The problem is that Chen Changsheng and the National Education College are the symbols that are loyal to the Chen royal family and those old forces to challenge the existing order. How could the Holy Grace and the Pope take action?

The temperature in the dust building became higher and higher, and the cicadas outside the building became louder and louder. This was the reaction of the Qingye World.

After all, Chen Changsheng underestimated the danger of burning the starlight because his physical condition was unique. Since the birth of the Book of Heaven, there has never been a situation like him in this continent. Even if there is no similar record in the Three Thousand Daozangs, he may really die or be burned into a fool.

Who can change all this? Who can extinguish the invisible fire in his body and reduce the temperature of the Qingye World

At this moment, a drop of rain suddenly fell in the blue sky.

Then there are thousands of drops of rain, thousands of drops of rain, and a heavy rain.

Wow

The heavy rain fell from the sky, landing under the black eaves of the Xichen Tower, on the yellow sand, and on Chen Changsheng.

There is nothing but the sound of rain.

People looked into the sky and looked at the rain column, shocked and speechless, full of awe.

A palpitation suddenly appeared in Mo Yu's eyes, and there was still a little confusion.

There was no cloud, but it rained.

This rain naturally comes from outside the world.

A sacred bishop looked at the rain falling from the sky, and his expression kept changing.

As one of the six giants of the State Church, it is naturally clear where this rain comes from.

But as a confidant of the Pope, he didn't understand why there was this rain.

Why did the saint take action to help the young man from the National Education College?

Rain can wash away the dust from the world and take away the temperature.

The rain fell on Chen Changsheng's body, and it came into contact with his hot skin, and instantly evaporated into water vapor. At the same time, his body temperature was also dropping sharply.

The temperature in the dust building is also falling rapidly. It seemed that it was midsummer and the heat was hard to bear. After a rain, it was late autumn and the chill gradually rose.

Zhuang Huanyu suddenly felt a little cold.

Just before, he heard a cough coming from the second floor.

He didn't know who was coughing, but he knew that the man was reminding himself that he had to take the lead before the autumn rain ended.

Although I don't know what is happening to Chen Changsheng, don't give any chance to happen unexpectedly

But he didn't move.

Because this autumn rain was too majestic, it rushed out into the ravines on the yellow sand, making him feel awe and dare not cross it.

However, that doesn't matter.

Because he is the pride of the Heavenly Daoyuan, he is very proud.

He wanted to prove that the entire continent and His Highness Luoluo was not as good as himself. So it would be the best thing to defeat Chen Changsheng when he was the strongest.

An autumn rain and a coolness.

The building gradually became colder.

The rainstorm gradually became drizzling.

Chen Changsheng opened his eyes.

His eyes were very bright, like raindrops, and he could see clearly the hidden pictures of this world.

The yellow sand floating around him had fallen, and all the overflowing true energy was trapped into his body.

He was at his peak at the first glance and successfully crossed the border.

He raised the dagger in his hand.

A sword intent enveloped the entire Dust Tower like autumn rain, and instantly came to Zhuang Huanyu.

The first style of Zhongshan Fengyu Sword, the yellow

Zhuang Huanyu's face turned pale in an instant.

He didn't expect that it would have been so short that it was just a rainstorm. Chen Changsheng closed his eyes and opened his eyes again, and he became so strong

The sword intent, which was like autumn rain, was condensed to the extreme, and the true energy contained in it was also extremely powerful.

With a slight sense of fear, he was at an absolute disadvantage without responding.

The intent of the sword that had not yet been released was like the autumn rain that had not yet fallen, which was less than a foot away from his eyebrows.

Tick, the rain on the black eaves slowly fell and hit the ground.

The yellow sand has been washed away by the rain, revealing the bluestone slabs below.

The rain hit the bluestone slabs, and the monotonous sound made the atmosphere between the scene extremely tense.

Chen Changsheng did not continue to draw his sword.

His sword was the first sword after breaking the realm, and his spiritual sword was at its peak. Zhuang Huanyu was lost for a moment and was very likely to be defeated by a sword.

But he didn't.

He waited for Zhuang Huanyu to wake up.

Because when he was sitting in the pics and closing his eyes before, Zhuang Huanyu gave him time.

Whether it was because of the gully that the autumn rain rushed out between the yellow sand, Zhuang Huanyu did not dare to step forward, or because of his pride, in short, he gave Chen Changsheng a chance.

So, now Chen Changsheng wants to give him this opportunity back.

The dust building is quiet.

"The battle between the boys is indeed different."

Someone on the second floor said with emotion.

If you are an adult, you will never give your opponent any chance in such an important competition as the Great Dynasty.

Only young people do this.

Maybe it is because they have experienced few things and are not stained with too much dust on their bodies, or because this autumn rain has washed away the dust on their bodies. In short, compared with adults, they still believe in fairness. Maybe it is naive and naive, but it also represents a kind of vitality and confidence.

"Now, you can't beat me."

Chen Changsheng looked at Zhuang Huanyu and said, "Give up."
Chapter completed!