When the whole world thought Chen Changsheng had a good life, only he knew that his life would be long.

When the whole world, even himself, thought he would die, he survived.

He was not dead.

He lay in the rain at the top of the Tianshu Mausoleum, his face was pale and extremely weak, but he was not dead.

The whole world is quiet and dead.

When heavy rain raged in the night, lightning kept illuminating the Tianshu Tomb, the Saint of Tianhai slapped Chen Changsheng's head with a palm, not to kill him, but to save him.

At this time, the rain had become extremely subtle and moisturizes things silently.

The people in Kyoto are still sleeping and have not woken up.

Ji Daoren stood on the Yu Street and looked at the direction of Tianshuling, thinking who was truly awake?

He did not expect that this matter would change like this.

Starting six hundred years ago, two hundred years ago, and twenty years ago, he was preparing tonight, alert tonight, and planning tonight.

He arranged countless backup plans for tonight and made the most perfect preparations. Whether the Queen of the Tianhai Secret killed Chen Changsheng or ate Chen Changsheng, they were all in his game.

His real killing in this situation is still in the rain forest of the Tianshu Tomb, and no one has discovered it.

The Holy Queen of Tianhai is the current master of the Great Zhou Dynasty. She said that Tianshu Tomb was her home court and there was no problem.

But he is a legitimate descendant of the national religion, and Tianshuling is also his home court.

He was ready. When she killed Chen Changsheng, he revealed the truth of the whole thing, shakes her soul and will, and then uses the infinite holy light released by Chen Chang during his life and death to inspire the sensing of the way of heaven, sacrifice to the starry sky, and asks to punish her divinely and directly kill her on the spot.

But... Tianhai did not kill Chen Changsheng, nor did he eat Chen Changsheng.

Then even if he revealed the truth about the whole thing at this time, he would not be able to break a crack in her heart.

Chen Changsheng is still alive, so he naturally has no way to use the holy light hidden in his body, so please try to punish him.

There are many things that Dao Ren Ji didn’t understand, such as why did she save Chen Changsheng?

After all, the tiger poison is not eaten? No one believes that the queen of Tianhai will care about this, at least he will not.

p>Are you really not afraid of the backlash of heaven?

He looked into the distance calmly and understood something--the choice had been made, and the influence had just begun to appear.

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Chen Changsheng knew the changes in his body best and knew what was going on.

At that time, the violent wind and rain washed his body, and lightning like a snake illuminated the dark world. The Queen of the Tianhai Hou did not turn around. She carried countless wind and rain with the power of the mountains and landed directly on his head. The great power of heaven and earth and the extremely vicissitudes of life were poured into his body.

In a moment, it was really just a moment. In a moment when it was too late to even think, everything in his body was broken. Whether it was the internal organs that had countless cracks in advance, or the meridians that were already full of holes and broken into the cliffs, or the qi orifices, they were all broken and melted into the bones and blood.

Everything happened in a very short time, but for Chen Changsheng, it was like a hundred years old. In the fragments of time that he had no time to think about, he felt too much pain. Those pains had countless forms and countless flavors, all mixed together and turned into countless small knives, cutting to the deepest part of his soul through countless angles and techniques.

This is not the end, it is the beginning.

In a moment, it was really just a moment. In a moment when even despair was too late, everything in his body began to reorganize. Whether it was the internal organs that were split into petals or broken into sand and soil, it was already terrible. The shapeless qi orifices began to condense and then take shape under the combined effect of that grand power and vicissitudes of life.

In the moment between the first and second moments, only his appearance was intact, and the inside had turned into a sea of ​​blood.

There are gradually white lotus in the sea of ​​blood, which is bone, then coral, flesh, then branches, meridians, and then leaves, which is qi orifices.

The crushed viscera, meridians, and qi orifices gradually recombined and returned to his body.

If someone could see these pictures, they would be shocked and lost their voice because of the magic?

For Chen Changsheng, who suffered all this, this was a process of extreme pain.

Describes extreme pain, often with pain to penetrate the bone marrow, but his bone marrow is broken and then condenses into a stream again.

There is another word called pain entering the heart, but his heart was broken and then gradually resurfaced in the sea of ​​blood.

This is destruction, it is also rebirth, or rebirth, it is a change of heaven and earth, it is a change of sun and moon, but it is a change of face, but it is in a person's body.

Not to mention it was him, even if he folded his sleeves, he would definitely not be able to withstand this pain.

Kyoto in the wind and rain echoed his painful shouts, that is, he is fighting this pain.

At that time, his mind had already been numb and numb until it was about to dissipate. If this was the case, even if he woke up, he would become an idiot.

The more likely ending is that his sea of ​​consciousness is directly shattered, and he died silently in this process.

It is obvious that the Queen of Tianhai didn't care whether he could withstand this. She was just doing what she wanted to do.

She looked indifferent, looked at the rainy night in a cold manner, gently stroked his head with her right hand, and continued to give the most kindest gifts and the most cruel torture.

Fortunately, perhaps because of the sharpening of the ocean of sword intent, perhaps because of the role model of Broken Sleeve, or perhaps because on that night many days, in the autumn forest of Baicao Garden, the Queen of Tianhai once ordered a drop of tea in his forehead, or because Chen Changsheng's soul always had a hint of unwillingness, so he held on.

After a long, as if countless nights, he woke up.

The magnificent power and the long-lasting vicissitudes remained in his body. The process was over and the pain continued. Countless extremely cold and real knives passed through his body indifferently, continuing to scrape his bones, flesh, gods and minds.

He was in extreme pain, and that was sour.

He felt that from his hair to his toes, there were countless ants greedily biting him everywhere in his body.

He didn't have the strength to even open his eyes, so he could only sit and watch himself.

His spiritual sense moved slightly and began to observe the changes in his body.

It was a familiar picture that had undergone great changes.

The lake water hanging in the sky was still clear, Lingshan was lonely and speechless, the gate of the You Mansion was already wide open, and several yellow leaves fell on the stone steps in front of the door, as if no one had come for a long time.

The wasteland is covered with a thin layer of snow, which is very loose, as if the wind blows through it, it can be taken away all the stars, which should be the starlight that just fell just now.

In the original place of the snow field, there is gradually melting snow water flowing slowly between the fields. The fine snow water converges into a stream, then becomes a river, and continues to move forward.

In front... there are no broken cliffs, no dry riverbeds, and no endless abyss, just... a flat field!
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