Tang Sanshiliu woke up and thought that this was true. Liu Qing broke into Hanshan without invitation. Couldn't Tianji Pavilion kill him??/p>

Chen Changsheng couldn't figure it out, and couldn't help but worry - Su Li left, and the mysterious assassin ranked second also left. When Liu Qing left, he looked like a lonely ghost walking in the night, and seemed to be swallowed by the sun in the daytime at any time.

He knew that people like Liu Qing must have blood on their hands, so he shouldn't sympathize with them, but he couldn't control his emotional tendencies. After all, in Xunyang City, they used to fight against the enemy side by side, and they were the most powerful enemy in the world.

"What do you think a powerful assassin needs?"

Tang Sanshiliu suddenly said: "I must have earned enough money. I think what he wants to find again should be a kind of life."

Chen Changsheng was a little puzzled and asked, "Life?"

"These assassins like fighting and killing, but they are not crazy, so they like people to buy them for fighting and killing, so they can turn combat and killing into a daily job without considering morals and other things, and that's the life they pursue."

"What exactly do you want to say?"

"Liu Qing and others can now be said to be without a leader, and have become a group of lonely ghosts, wanting someone to take them back to their original days."

"Then?"

"Although I don't have that ability, I have money... They like this kind of life, I'll give it to you!"

"You must not think about it." Chen Changsheng said seriously as he looked at him.

Tang Sanshiliu spread his hands and said, "Just just talk casually, why do you do so seriously?"

Zhexiu said with a blank expression: "He has already thought about it, otherwise why did he cry and shout to Liu Qing to leave his contact information?"

Tang Sanshiliu said ashamed and angry: "Don't talk nonsense without evidence, otherwise I will kill you."

Chen Changsheng glanced at him.

Tang Sanshiliu quickly changed the topic: "Don't you think Xiao De's appearance was abrupt just now?"

I have to admit that he has made a beautiful remark on this topic because this matter is indeed worth thinking about and there are many doubts.

Hanshan is a place controlled by Tianji Pavilion. Xiao De was invited by Tianji Pavilion when he was able to enter the mountain gate. As a result, he was in trouble with Chen Changsheng on the mountain road. Even if he was strong and arrogant, wouldn’t he be worried about angering Tianji Pavilion? And even if he really successfully humiliated Chen Changsheng, what benefits could he have? In addition to being able to vent his anger in his heart, could he offset the infinite harm caused by offending the National Cult and Tianji Pavilion at the same time?

"Xiao De is different from ordinary demon races, for example, he is completely different from the naughty child in our family. He is not honest at all. On the contrary, he is very scheming and concise."

When Tang Sanshiliu mentioned this, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, and his expression became serious. "Although he had sufficient reasons and excuses to humiliate you, it would be necessary to have great benefits to make him take such a big risk to do this. However, no matter how I think about it, I can't see where the benefits lie."

"Unless someone can get great benefits through this matter and then turn it into other benefits to him."

"Who can get the greatest benefit when Chen Changsheng is completely humiliated, such as being beaten into a pig's head or even peeling it into a pig's head?"

"Of course it's not a saint, nor His Highness Luo Luo... Don't hit people, you're talking about serious matters... but those competitors. If the future pope loses such a big face, Li Gong will certainly take revenge, but... If someone talks about this in the future, His Majesty the Pope will not be able to say anything."

"If this is a conspiracy, it is very simple, even like a child's play, but it can cause de facto damage to you."

"Why? Because you are the future pope, worshipped by all nations, the most holy, and therefore, the easiest to be defiled."

"Frozen, don't look at me with this kind of look. I don't mean to be a pun."

"Chen Changsheng, see if my analysis makes sense."

It was quiet, Chen Changsheng and Zhe Xiu looked at each other, thinking that Tang Sanshiliu was indeed the heir to the Tang family of Wenshui. In such a short period of time, he analyzed this sudden incident so clearly and conjectured the causes and consequences so accurately.

Yes, now they have believed Tang Sanshiliu's inference.

The appearance of the demon master was too sudden and it was too unreasonable to take action, so there must be some truth behind it.

The national religion's scepter is already in hand, but Chen Changsheng has to face many tests if he wants to wear the crown of gods and become a pope.

Today is a seemingly ordinary but actually quite dangerous test.

Xiao De’s goal is to both sides of the Red River and be the king of the entire demon realm.

Who can take such a high price to ask Xiao De to take action against Chen Changsheng at the risk of his destiny of the Pope?

To be more precise, who is qualified to promise so much benefit to Xiao De in the future?

That person or those people are about to emerge, and they must be competitors of the Pope or the Great Zhou throne.

For example, the Tenkai family in Kyoto and the King of Linghai near the foot of the mountain.

The great figure of the National Church was unable to enter Hanshan because of the rules of Tianji Pavilion. At this time, this matter was really interesting.

Because it was so coincidental.

I have to say that some people’s arrangements seem rough, but in fact they are big clever and clumsy.

If it weren't for Liu Qing's sudden appearance in Hanshan for some reason, or the conspiracy would have really been successful.

"You are lucky." Tang Sanshiliu said.

"It has nothing to do with luck."

Yes, if it weren't for the journey of thousands of miles south and the wind and rain in Xunyang City, Chen Changsheng never left Su Li to return to Beijing by himself, how could he have the previous luck?

People were walking on the mountain road, and the practitioners they met gathered together to discuss the previous storm.

At the front, Chen Changsheng said to the manager of Tianji Pavilion: "I have some friendship with... the previous senior, can I..."

The manager whispered: "Of course there is no problem. What happened in Xunyang City is well known to everyone. Even if you don't give Su Li a face, you will still give you this face."

Chen Changsheng actually knew that Tianji Pavilion was still giving face to senior Su Li, but he was just pointed out by himself.

"Of course, he can't kill people in Hanshan. Even if he meets enemies, he can only avoid them."

The manager finally said, "Otherwise, even if it is the face of His Majesty the Pope and the Empress, it will not be easy to use it here."

With the promise of this Tianji Pavilion manager, Chen Changsheng felt much more relieved.

He had never expected that he would see Liu Qing again so soon.

And at this time, Liu Qing was in extreme danger.

The mountain road turns slightly, and what comes to you is a clear stream. The cliffs on the other side of the stream are full of woods. The yellow leaves from shallow to deep are so beautiful that they are a little confused about the color and thickness. There are various fruits on the trees, which make the branches hanging and break at any time.

Near the stream, there are hundreds of persimmon trees growing, and the yellow persimmons on the branches are densely packed, looking like countless lanterns.

Liu Qing stood by the stream, in front of countless yellow lanterns, holding the sword in his hand, his face pale as blood, and he kept breathing rapidly, his shoulders drooping very strongly, not to make the sword faster, but to be really collapsed, as if an invisible mountain was pressing against him.

Several thin blood oozed out from his ears and corners of his eyes.

His head seemed to be the heavy fruits in the mountains and forests, which could burst out because of ripening, or break the branches because they were too heavy and fell from his neck.

No matter what kind of result is death.

Liu Qing's right hand holding the sword kept trembling, almost unable to hold it.

At this time, he still did not draw his sword.

Because he couldn't draw his sword.

At the same time, he did not dare to draw a sword at that person.

A middle-aged scholar stood among the yellow leaves all over the mountain.

He looked at the lantern-like persimmons with his hands behind his back, as if he was checking whether they were ripe.

There was a pendant tied to his belt. If you look closely, you could find that it was a seal.

The middle-aged scholar seemed to be insignificant, but when Chen Changsheng's eyes fell on him, the sky among the mountains suddenly became dark.

Who is this person?
Chapter completed!