The mountains are quiet.

The disciples of Nanxizhai looked at each other, not knowing how to speak, especially girls such as Ye Xiaolian.

Those disciples who had never contacted Chen Changsheng in the past were much more peaceful.

In their opinion, His Majesty the Pope is the most noble person in the world and has his own majesty and courage. What is it like to scold Master Uncle?

Ye Xiaolian and others knew that Chen Changsheng's temperament has always been calm and gentle, but why is he so tough today?

Is it really a change of position? Or is it the power of time?

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It has nothing to do with location or time.

Tang Sanshiliu and Hu Sanshiyi knew that Chen Changsheng was not like this yesterday, so he couldn't help but feel a little surprised and wondered what happened to the top of the peak?

The warning signs in front of the stone wall of the Saint Maiden Peak and the seemingly casual words of the previous Prince of the Prince are the fundamental reasons for Chen Chang's ecological attitude.

What's more, what these three uncles of Nanxi Zhai have done have exceeded his acceptance - whether it is their attitude towards the disciples in Zhai, or their forced push for Hezhai, which may have alarmed Xu Yourong, who was in seclusion and practiced in seclusion - the latter may even be deliberately done by them!

"The Hezhai matter will be abandoned, don't mention it again, and let it be discussed after the saint comes out."

He looked at Huairen and said, "No matter whether you are malicious or kind, this is not possible."

No matter how you have a high generation and high prestige, you are your disciples in charge of hangout. You know your emotions, move them with reason, and force them with Tao.

No matter how much the court has helped, Daozun personally planned it. Countless people wanted to see the scene happening and unite as one.

He said no, then this matter would not work, nor would it work.

Because he is the Pope.

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"Wait for the saint to come out?"

"Then when will she come out?"

"Ten years? Twenty years? Or fifty years?"

"What if she can't get out for the rest of her life?"

"What if she dies?"

A sharp sound suddenly came from the mountain peaks.

At the beginning, people thought the owner of the voice was asking, but later they found out that something was wrong.

The voice was extremely resentful? It was full of malice. I really wanted to know the answer, it was just a chilling curse.

The man was cursing Xu Yourong that he would never come out of seclusion or even die!

Hearing this, Huairen and the three Taoist nuns couldn't help but change their expressions slightly, let alone those disciples from Nanxizhai.

It was choking, and countless sounds, the cold swords were unsheathed one after another, and the sword intent filled the cliff, aiming at the mountain road vigilantly and angrily.

Countless gazes also looked over with these sword intents.

At the intersection of the mountain road and the peak, two figures gradually appeared.

A middle-aged scholar and a Taoist nun.

Looking at these two people, many people suddenly stood up with a startled face. The King of Xiang raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at a god general beside him, and slowly stood up.

There are very few people in this continent who are qualified to let the Prime Minister stand up to greet him, and the middle-aged scholar and this Taoist nun are both among them.

The wind and rain in all directions are red and endless.

Their identities soon spread among more than a thousand monks on the cliffs on the top of the peak.

The crowd stood up like a tide, saluted one after another, and then felt a lot of surprise and suspicion.

Why do these two mainland powerhouses suddenly appear here?

Many sects know that there are old grudges between Wuqiongbi, Chen Changsheng and the National Education College, but why did they curse Xu Yourong in such a resentful tone? Even if she is as violent and vulgar as the rumors, what kind of person is different from Hong? How could her wife be so disobedient?

Could it be that something has happened recently? The old grudges between the two sides have not yet disappeared, and there is another new revenge?

Under the gaze of countless sights, Wuqiubi walked to the middle of the cliff.

She looked around with a resentful and indifferent look, and finally fell on Chen Changsheng.

"Where is that demon princess? You hid it in Zhouyuan?"

Zhou Yuan is now in Chen Changsheng's hands, which many people in the Taoist world know, but most people think he just got the key to Zhou Yuan.

The demon princess Nanke is by Chen Changsheng's side, and this is already an open secret.

But no matter how arrogant and greedy a person is, he dare not think of snatching Zhou Yuan from Chen Changsheng.

No matter how old-fashioned and passionate a person is, he dare not take the latter matter in public and question Chen Changsheng's virtues.

Because Chen Changsheng is the Pope.

And although it was not the original intention, his reputation became higher and higher after the incident of Cinnabar Pill.

Now in northern Xinjiang, he has become the embodiment of the kindness and sacrifice in the hearts of many believers, and is deeply awe.

Even in the south, because of Su Li's relationship with Wang Po, the people felt that he was more trustworthy than the previous pope.

Today, Wuqiubi suddenly pointed out these two things directly. What is she going to do?

The cliff is extremely quiet.

Wuqiongbi stared at Chen Changsheng's eyes and said, "That demon princess has killed many powerful humans. What does it mean to take her in by Pope?

A long time ago, Chen Changsheng knew that he would face such a question. He was prepared and said, "In the battle of Xueling, Nanke was injured in order to help me get out of the sea of ​​consciousness. Now he is not clear. I promised to treat her. When the disease is cured, I will naturally drive her away. When we meet again, we will be the enemy."

"When the disease is cured? What if her disease can never be cured? What if she is still an idiot until she dies?"

Wuqiongbi's words were still so vicious, full of curses.

No matter how calm Chen Changsheng was, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, thinking that what happened made this person feel a little crazy.

"Nanke, you don't want to hand over that black dragon that is killed in heaven, you should hand over it, right?"

Wuqiongbi said in his eyes, with a smile on the corner of his lips, but his expression was so sad, and he laughed like crying, which was ugly.

Her smile gradually faded away, and she said expressionlessly: "I want to peel her skin, suck her tendons, cut off her meat piece by piece, eat raw or cook soup, eat and drink it all. I want to leave no piece of it, and not serve a drop, even the meat plate and soup bowl must be chewed and swallowed.

Her voice was as cold as if it was the cold air coming out of the abyss behind Xue Laocheng.

Her words were extremely resentful and extremely cold, echoing on the cliff, imitating the gust of wind, which made everyone feel chill.

At this point, no matter how dull the person is, he can already guess the overwhelming hatred of Wuqiongbi for Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng was silent for a while, without saying a word, and turned to look at Bie Yanghong and asked, "Mr. Bie, what happened?"

The change in the Heavenly Book Tomb caused many powerful people to die in the mainland, and the wind and rain in all directions were gradually withering. Even if you now rank the King of Xiang, the head of Lishan Sword Sect and Wang Po, you are not as many as you did in the past. Among these people, the other ones have always been famous and respected, which is a sharp contrast with his wife Wuqiubi.

Back then, the Saint of Tianhai admired Fantasy and Chen Changsheng was willing to trust him.

He was silent and did not answer him.

"What happened?"

Wuqiongbi looked at Chen Changsheng and shouted: "Pope, you asked the evil dragon to kill my son, but you still have the face to ask me what happened!"
Chapter completed!