The appearance of the Demon Lord brought great pressure to Chen Changsheng. The secret of his body was discovered, and he was very likely to face the greedy vision of the whole world. The dialogue on the island brought more pressure to him. It was also the secret of his body. The broken meridians will cause him to die in the near future, and this was also known.

It turned out that the broken meridians were blown up by the sun wheel. It turned out that I was really a descendant of the Chen royal family. So would I be the Prince Zhaoming? If I were a descendant of the Chen royal family, then the 16-year-old encounter on the stream was naturally not a coincidence. The teacher must have known his life experience for a long time, and does he know too, my senior brother?

This is his greatest pressure now.

——He must start to face up to many things. If the Demon Lord appears in Hanshan, it means that he may be abandoned. If he goes from Xining Town to Kyoto, it is also a bureau, then what role has he been playing ignorantly?

In the past, no matter whether he applied for the Qingteng Sixth Academy or participated in the Grand Court Examination, no matter what obstacles and difficulties he encountered, he was not too worried, because he thought his roots were in the old temple in Xining Town, and his real confidence lies in his teacher and senior brother. Now he found that all this may be false.

Trust is no longer as firm as before, so how can the heart of Tao be as peaceful as before?

If even Senior Brother Yu Ren can’t believe it, then who else can I rely on in this world?

Chen Changsheng is often praised for having peace and calmness far beyond his age, but he is only a sixteen-year-old boy after all.

When things developed to this day and today's appearance, he finally couldn't bear it anymore. He stared at the smoke waves on the lake, feeling a little sad.

The sound of footsteps suddenly sounded on the stage.

Tang Sanshiliu and Chessie walked over.

They looked at Chen Changsheng's back and were a little worried.

Since Chen Changsheng came back, he has never spoken. He seems extremely silent and even a little lonely. Something is obviously wrong.

"What did Old Man Tianji tell you?"

Tang Sanshiliu finally couldn't help it and walked to him and asked.

Chen Changsheng leaned against the railing and still refused to speak, looking a little confused.

Zhexiu suddenly said, "I don't believe there are unsolvable problems in this world."

Chen Changsheng stood up straight, turned around and looked at him, and asked seriously: "What if there is any?"

Zhexiu's answer is very consistent with his personality, simple and tough: "The worst thing is death."

Tang Sanshiliu added next to him: "And it is often not that easy to die."

Chen Changsheng looked at them and suddenly spoke, "Do you believe me, am Prince Zhaoming?"

When he didn't want to say it, he naturally didn't say anything, but he was still a little unwilling to give up, so he spoke and said the most important thing.

Hearing this sentence, Tang Sanshiliu glanced at Cheshui and was a little nervous.

In fact, there have been rumors in Kyoto for a long time, but both him and Chen Changsheng themselves think it is too nonsense, so they don’t take it seriously. But since Chen Changsheng asked so formally, it means that Old Man Tianji told Chen Changsheng about this, and... this may be true.

Cheshui still had no expression on his face and did not give Tang Sanshiliu any help.

Tang Sanshiliu looked slightly stunned, then laughed, looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "What are you pulling? You're a few years apart."

Chen Changsheng didn't laugh, looked at his eyes quietly and said, "Don't you often say that I'm precocious, that I'm like an old man?"

"Premature maturity means how old can you get? Are the premature pig breeds in Heishanwa higher in life than their own tribe?"

Tang Sanshiliu said mockingly.

Listening to such an indecent metaphor, Chen Changsheng was not angry or laughed, and continued to ask seriously: "What if I were?"

Tang Sanshiliu calmed down and looked at him and said seriously: "Even if you are, so what? Just treat it as a plate of pig ears and just mix it with cold dishes."

Chen Changsheng knew that he was trying to ignore it, but... "Will the Holy Queen Madam let me live?"

Tang Sanshiliu said: "In Zhouyuan, is Nanke ready to let you survive? On the mountain road, is the Demon Lord ready to let you survive?"

Chen Changsheng understood what he meant, and the confusion on his face gradually faded.

p>"Others wanting you to die does not mean that you are going to die, no matter who it is, Nanke, the Demon Lord, or the Empress."

Tang Sanshiliu looked at his eyes and said, "Thinking about the good news, if you are really Prince Zhaoming, then as long as you survive, you will be the first heir to the throne of the Great Zhou."

When he said this, he looked very serious, but what he said was very unscientific.

He knew that Chen Changsheng had no interest in the throne, and just wanted to use these words to dilute the current depressing atmosphere.

"Speaking of this, which one is better, the Pope or the Emperor of the Great Zhou?" he asked with a smile at Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng did not answer this question, but the answer was Broken Sleeve. The young man from the Wolf tribe who had always been extremely indifferent to the world had a clumsy idea: "It's better to be an emperor. He has an army and thirty-eight gods. In the future, he will be the commander."

very nice.

It's great to have such friends.

Chen Changsheng thought in his heart.

Xining Town doesn’t know if it’s false, and his existence doesn’t know if it’s false, but at least he can be sure that these days in Kyoto are extremely real.

"Thank you." He said to Tang Sanshiliu and Zhexiu, then felt something and said, "I have some things to deal with first."

Zhexiu didn't know what he was going to deal with, but Tang Sanshiliu guessed it easily, especially after sensing the aura fluctuations from his magic weapon, he saw the shadow of the skirt passing by the shallow water of white sand downstairs. This made him very depressed, thinking that he was indeed a guy who forgot his meaning when he saw the beauty.

...

...

The date pit was lying quietly in the white sand. In the clear lake water, I don’t know if it was because of her breath, this date pit became the object of closeness to many swimming fish in the lake. The surface was pecked at very clean and very smooth, and it looked like a stone carved with some lines.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong sat on the side of the platform, their feet were soaked in the lake, and they did not deliberately sit closer, and their shoulders were gently touched from time to time.

This distance, this rhythm, this calmness, is their most accustomed to and like the most, just like how they feel about each other.

Xu Yourong said softly: "It is a great thing to have such a friend."

Chen Changsheng said: "Do you... don't have such friends?"

Then he remembered that she was the little princess whom she cared for and loved in Kyoto since she was a child, and was the successor carefully trained by the Holy Queen and the Saint Maiden. Since she was five years old, she had left the ordinary world, so it was indeed difficult to have ordinary but extremely precious friends.

Xu Yourong smiled slightly and said, "All the senior sisters and sisters in the Zhai...even elders except the teachers respect me very much. How can I chat casually? However, I have some acquaintances who can talk about some worries in a town at the foot of the mountain... I will introduce you to you later."

Listening to this, Chen Changsheng was a little curious and thought to himself how could there be your acquaintance in an ordinary town?

"If you really want to talk about friends... in fact, the brothers and brothers in the mountains are more similar, but after all, they are not in the same place and have relatively few opportunities to get in touch."

"I heard... the place where Akiyama Jun practices his sword is not far from Cijian Temple?"

"What do you want to ask?"

"nothing."

"Okay, you're not wrong. I always regard my senior brother as an extremely important friend."

"The problem is that he certainly doesn't think so."

"Your Highness Luo Luo worships you as his teacher, but I don't know what she thinks."

"I can't tell you."

"Because you have no reason."

"All right."

"Why don't you talk?"

"What do you want to hear?"

"Are you... really Prince Zhaoming?"

The wooden platform downstairs suddenly became quiet.

The lake water swam gently, the white sand was quiet but still, and the swimming fish were away, as if they had noticed the change in the atmosphere.

Chen Changsheng was silent for a long time and said, "I don't know, but I don't think it's not."

Xu Yourong turned his head slightly and leaned gently on his shoulder.
Chapter completed!