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Chapter 135

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It turned out that his master had already calculated.

Chen Changsheng felt somewhat emotional.

It was no wonder that in their last conversation, his master had said that even if Black Robe had any ideas, they would not succeed.

As Chen Changsheng was sighing, Black Robe had a very nasty expression, and the others all had very complex emotions.

Only the Demon Lord's gaze at Xu Yourong grew more and more fervent and respectful.

Did he really have to kill Chen Changsheng?

Why had Shang Xingzhou given this mission to Xu Yourong?

"Why?"

Black Robe asked, "Are you not Dao companions?"

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong truly were Dao companions, the most famous Dao companions of the continent. Everyone knew that they were in love.

But Shang Xingzhou was confident that she could kill his lover, calm and determined.

When Chen Changsheng discovered the answer and was unwilling to die, Xu Yourong was the best executor.

No one, not even Chen Changsheng, could have imagined that she would kill him.

For Shang Xingzhou to calculate this and dare to use her as his executor was truly extraordinary.

Of course, the most extraordinary was still Xu Yourong.

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"Do you still remember what we said outside White Emperor City ten years ago?"

Xu Yourong asked Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng had found the answer and calmly accepted it, so she naturally did not need to carry it out.

Those two questions seemed to have been spoken at the same time, but she had come a little later.

Chen Changsheng remembered what she had said.

If your wife treated you extremely well, but had an extremely bad personality and was a great evil, what would you do?

Bie Yanghong had asked this question.

Chen Changsheng's answer was that he would advise her, stop her from continuing her evil, and guard her for the rest of his life.

In truth, this was rather similar to Wang Zhice.

Tang Thirty-Six's answer was very simple. Why should he stop her? Wouldn't it be fun to be a great evil together?

Xu Yourong's answer was as fierce as the west wind outside the city.

"I will kill him, and then I will die with him."

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Chen Changsheng was not a great evil.

But tonight's situation was truly rather similar to this question.

Chen Chang Sheng knew what she meant by this and said very seriously, "No."

Xu Yourong replied, "Just don't."

If any other woman had said this word, it would have seemed like she was acting coquettishly or in a fit of pique.

She truly was acting coquettishly and in a fit of pique, but because her expression was too calm, no one believed her.

Chen Chang Sheng looked into her eyes and said, "It's enough for me to die. Don't you die."

Xu Yourong said, "I don't want to lie to you. If you die, how can you stop me?"

Chen Chang Sheng thought about it and said, "That makes sense, then let's go together."

No sorrow, no eagerness, no tears.

Just like that, he spoke calmly of sharing life and death together.

Ye Xiaolian silently wept.

Zhizhi was very angry.

The crowd was filled with respect.

The Pope and the Holy Maiden were indeed extraordinary people.

Only two people had different reactions. They were both very intense.

Tang Thirty-Six shouted angrily, "You two are idiots! It's not the last moment yet, so why are you pretending to be a loving couple? "

Black Robe shouted sternly, "Come on! Kill each other! I don't believe you can really do it! "

"I'm not an idiot. I'm not in a hurry to make a move. I'm just telling you that I can make your plan fail at any time."

Xu Yourong used a single sentence to answer their questions. She then turned to Wang Zhice and said, "You can think about it a little longer."

Wang Zhice kept thinking, observing, and waiting.

He had yet to see that change, but to his surprise, he noticed a few problems.

The spatial path connecting the two continents was clearly rather unstable.

There was nothing wrong with the pillar of light from the Sacred Light Continent. Even though he had been observing it for several centuries in Sangharama Temple, he had never seen such pure energy.

The problem was with Chen Chang Sheng's body. The amount of Sacred Light burning within him seemed to be a little less.

Of course, this was a good thing.

Black Robe had also noticed this problem.

She was very shocked, because she could not understand.

She was keenly aware of just how many sacrifices the foreign Pope had made and how much Sacred Light had been poured into Chen Chang Sheng's fruit.

As an individual, one could even say that the Sacred Light in his body was inexhaustible.

Even though Chen Chang Sheng had suffered many injuries over the years, lost much Sacred Light, and consumed much of it, it was probably not even a ten-thousandth of the original amount.

Why was it that the amount of Sacred Light in his body had decreased so much? Even the spatial path had become somewhat unstable?

More and more people began to notice this problem.

Many people also thought of the answer.

Black Robe also thought of it.

Chen Chang Sheng had refined many Cinnabar Pills over the years, bleeding a great deal every month.

This blood was rich in the energy of Sacred Light, so it was called Sacred Blood by the believers.

Black Robe had an abnormally nasty complexion. She took out a metal plate, closed her eyes, and began to calculate.

Xu Yourong also took out her Fated Star Plate and began to calculate.

The atmosphere grew even tenser.

Several dozen gazes were constantly shifting between Black Robe and Xu Yourong.

In terms of calculation and deduction, these two women were unquestionably the strongest experts in the world.

After a short while, Black Robe opened her eyes, a gratified smile on her lips.

A few moments later, Xu Yourong also opened her eyes and tiredly shook her head.

Upon seeing this scene, the crowd knew the result.

"The spatial path truly is rather unstable, but it's enough to last until the Angel army arrives."

Black Robe stared into Xu Yourong's eyes like an old witch staring at an apple. She giggled, "So you still have to kill him."

Tang Thirty-Six could not understand, nor could Xiao Zhang, Linghai Zhiwang, and the others. If Chen Changsheng died, the spatial path would be severed, and Black Robe's lifelong wish would come to nothing. Shouldn't she be very nervous right now? Why did she seem to be more concerned about whether Xu You Rong would kill Chen Chang Sheng?

Only Xu Yourong, Ye Xiaolian, and Zhizhi understood this problem. Perhaps Nanke also vaguely understood, because they were women.

"You or me?"

Xu Yourong asked.

"I'll do it myself."

Chen Chang Sheng said.

Sou sou sou sou sou!

Countless sword whistles rang out.

Countless white turbulence appeared in the night sky.

Three thousand swords tore through the air, like swallows returning, quietly suspended in the surroundings, as if the storm had stopped.

The South Stream Temple sword array was formed.

Chen Chang Sheng stood inside.

Just like so many battles in the past.

But tonight, all the swords were turned around and pointed at him with their sharp tips.

Chen Chang Sheng closed his eyes.

The three thousand swords vibrated and buzzed as if they were struggling.

Ever since he had left the Garden of Zhou's Sword Pool, his mind had become one with the storm of swords. This was the first time something like this had happened.

The swords understood his intentions, but they were unwilling to obey.

But in the end, this was his sword.

Sou sou sou sou sou!

Three thousand swords fell from the night sky and attacked Chen Chang Sheng like a storm!

Tang Thirty Six's face was pale.

Ye Xiaolian fiercely covered her mouth.

The cinnabar mole between the little Black Dragon's eyebrows was incomparably red, and her vertical pupils were brimming with frenzied rage.

Yet Xu Yourong still did not look at him.

She was still looking at Wang Zhice.

Wang Zhice finally moved.

His sleeve moved.

But in the next moment, he did not raise his left hand. Instead, he let out a soft gasp.

Everyone, including him, saw an inconceivable sight.

When the swords flew around him, they suddenly stopped in midair.

Time seemed to stop.

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