Way of Choices

The clear water slowly drained from the scoop and fell into the gray pottery basin. The green leaves were hit by the water and bounced continuously.

After watering, the pope's father threw the wooden scoop back into the pool and walked out of the hall with his hands on his back, as if doing something extraordinary.

The soil in the pottery basin became moist. The previously slightly wilted green leaves returned to their original state, the edges no longer curled, the leaf veins became clearer, and a drop of water rolled gently on the surface of the water like dewdrops.

A few days ago, the Pope and the Bishop once had a conversation here. At that time, the Bishop said that maturity needs rain to moisturize, and sometimes it needs more pressure. Now, that green leaf has already suffered too much pressure, or It's time for rain to moisturize.

Xichenlou is in Aoba World.

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

His breath 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 young man who was suffering pain and arrogance, his expression was still indifferent, but his hands in his sleeves were already held together.

"Can you stop him?" Chen Liuwang glanced at her imperceptibly and then asked.

Mo Yu was silent. Chen Changsheng is at the critical moment of taking the first photo at this time. Don’t say that he closes his eyes and doesn’t know anything about him. Even if he can communicate with the outside world, he can’t stop the burning of the starlight inside his body. If he can do it, why not enter now Such a dangerous situation?

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

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

The problem is that Chen Changsheng and Guojiao College are exactly the symbols of the old state religion loyal to the Chen clan and those old-school forces that challenged the existing order. How could the Queen Mother and the Pope master take action?

The temperature in the Xiechen Building became higher and higher, and the cicada sound outside the building became louder and louder. This was the response of Aoba World.

After all, Chen Changsheng still underestimated the danger of burning starlight, because his physical condition is different. Since the birth of Heavenly Book, this continent has never seen him, even if there is no similar record in the three thousand Dao Zang. It is really possible that he would die or be burned into a fool.

Who can change all this? Who can extinguish the invisible fire in his body and let the temperature of the world of Aoba cool down?

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

Then, there was a thousand drops of rain, ten thousand drops of rain, a heavy rain.

Wow, wow!

The heavy rain fell from the sky, fell under the black eaves of the Xiechen Building, fell on the yellow sand, and also fell on Chen Changsheng.

Except for the sound of rain, there is no sound.

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

In Mo Yu's eyes, there was a sudden feeling of palpitations, and there was a little sorrow.

There was no cloud, but it was raining.

This rain naturally comes from outside the world.

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A bishop of the Templar looked at the rain falling from the sky, and the expression on his face kept changing.

As one of the six giants of state education, it is clear where this rain comes from.

But as a close friend of the Pope, he did not understand why there was this rain.

Why did the sage help out the teenager of the National College of Education?

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Rainwater can wash away the dust of the world, and can also take away the temperature.

The rain fell on Chen Changsheng's body, contacted his hot skin, and instantly evaporated into water vapor. At the same time, his body temperature also dropped sharply.

The temperature in the Xiechen Building is also falling rapidly. It used to be like a midsummer summer, and the scorching heat was hard to bear. After a rain, it was late autumn, and the chill began to rise.

Zhuang Huaiyu suddenly felt a little cold.

At that moment, he heard a cough from the second floor.

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

Although it is unclear what is happening to Chen Changsheng, do not give any chance of accidents.

But he didn't move.

Because this autumn rain was too magnificent, he rushed out of the gully on the yellow sand, making him feel awe and dared not go over it.

However, it does not matter.

Because he is the pride of Tiandaoyuan, he is very proud.

He wanted to prove to the entire continent and His Royal Highness that Chen Changsheng was not as good as himself, so it was the best thing to defeat him when Chen Changsheng was the strongest.

An autumn rain and a cold.

The building gradually became colder.

The torrential rain gradually thinned, and it became limp.

Chen Changsheng opened his eyes.

His eyes are very transparent, like raindrops, and he can see clearly the hidden pictures of this world.

The yellow sand floating around the body has fallen, and the overflowing real elements are collected into the body.

He took the first photo again, thus successfully crossing the border, at this moment is at its peak.

He raised the dagger in his hand.

A sword-like idea enveloped the entire Xichenlou like an autumn rain, and instantly came to Zhuang Huanyu.

The first style of Zhongshan Fengyujian is pale yellow!

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Zhuang Huanyu's face was instantly pale.

He didn't expect that after such a short period of time, as if only a heavy rain had fallen, Chen Changsheng closed his eyes and opened his eyes again, and he became so strong!

That swordlike sword like autumn rain, condensed to the extreme, the true element contained is also extremely powerful.

He was in a terrible disadvantage before he responded with a slight dilemma.

That condensed and unsworded sword was like the falling autumn rain, only a foot away from his eyebrow.

Tick ​​ticking, the rain on the black eaves slowly fell, hitting the ground.

The yellow sand has been washed away by the rain, exposing the bluestone slab below.

The rain hit the bluestone slab, and the monotonous sound made the atmosphere between the venues extremely tense.

Chen Changsheng didn't continue to make swords.

His sword is the first sword after the breakthrough. The spirit sword is at its peak. Zhuang Huayu is momentarily disappointed and is likely to be defeated by a sword.

But he didn't.

He waited for Zhuang Huanyu to wake up.

Because when he closed his eyes before, Zhuang Huanyu gave him time.

Whether it was because of the gully that autumn rain rushed through the yellow sand, Zhuang Huayu did not dare to step forward, or because of pride, in short, he gave Chen Changsheng the opportunity.

Therefore, Chen Changsheng now wants to return this opportunity to him.

There was silence in the Xiechen Building.

"The battle of teenagers is really 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 Dynasty test.

Only young people will do this.

Maybe it's because they experienced less things and didn't get too much dust on them, or because this autumn rain washed away the dust on them. In short, compared with adults, they still believe in fairness. Maybe this Very naive and childish, but it also represents a certain vigor and confidence.

"Now, you can't beat me."

Chen Changsheng looked at Zhuang Huaiyu and said, "Ask for defeat."

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(It's here today.)

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