An even more majestic mountain appeared in front of the Imperial City.
It was the Xiang clan leader. He indifferently said to Chen Changsheng, "It is already late at night. Not even His Holiness the Pope can enter the palace."
He then turned to Luoluo and said, "Your Highness, you still need to consider the dignity of the White Emperor clan in your actions."
These words sounded indifferent, but they were actually very serious.
Luoluo looked at this elder who had doted on her ever since she was a child and suddenly felt that his face was very unfamiliar.
Chen Changsheng knew of the Xiang clan leader's status in the Council of Elders, and he could clearly sense his unfathomable strength.
But his reaction was still very calm, very direct, and very unyielding.
It was like a shallow stream. The water surface was like a mirror, and the bottom could be seen clearly. Between the fish, there were hard rocks.
He said, "I want to use the path in the Imperial City to go to the Starfall Mountains to see His Majesty the White Emperor. Why are you stopping me?"
The Xiang clan leader's expression chilled. He had never imagined that Chen Changsheng would confess to his intentions.
Then, he suddenly realized that this question was very difficult to answer.
Under the current tense situation, Chen Chang Sheng wanting to enter the Imperial City in the middle of the night was very suspicious no matter how one looked at it. He had enough reasons to object.
But when Chen Chang Sheng expressed his intentions, those reasons for opposing him suddenly became less powerful.
Why hadn't he thought of this before?
The Xiang clan leader stared into Chen Changsheng's incomparably clear and calm eyes, thinking to himself, is it really true that the simpler one is, the harder it is to be confused by the miasma?
But he still wanted to stop Chen Chang Sheng from entering the Imperial City.
"The entire continent knows that His Majesty is quietly recuperating from his injuries. He is at a critical juncture and cannot be disturbed. His Holiness the Pope insists on seeing him. Just what are his intentions?"
"The alliance between the two races concerns the safety of the continent. His Majesty the White Emperor cares deeply about the world, so how could he only focus on recuperating and completely ignore it?"
Chen Chang Sheng looked at him and said, "What are your intentions in not letting me see His Majesty? Are you afraid or guilty? "
Although this sentence was not explained, the meaning was very clear. Who wouldn't understand?
The wind in front of the Imperial City seemed to instantly become several degrees colder.
Xiang Qiu angrily rebuked, "Don't you dare slander me!"
Chen Changsheng looked at the Xiang clan leader and continued to ask, "Is this your idea, or Madam Mu's? What is the meaning of this? "
He completely ignored Xiang Qiu.
As the Pope, the only person in White Emperor City who had the right to speak on equal terms with him was Madam Mu.
The Xiang clan leader was the head of the number one clan of the Demi-human race and also the Chief Elder of the Council of Elders.
Xiang Qiu was only the son of the Xiang clan leader. No matter how strong he was, what right did he have to have Chen Changsheng respond to his words?
For Chen Chang Sheng, this wasn't deliberate disregard. It was a very normal reaction, but for Xiang Qiu, this was a great humiliation.
When he noticed the change in the situation, his expression became unsightly to the extreme, and his aura became more and more gloomy.
The experts who tore through the night with him and prepared to launch a historic siege still remained silent and solemn.
However, the expressions of the cavalry generals who were accompanying them had clearly changed.
Before Chen Changsheng said these words, no one in the Demi-human race was worried about the White Emperor's safety, much less thinking about those terrifying schemes.
The White Thearch's position in the demon race was too revered. He was like a god.
No one would have thought that he would be harmed by a conspiracy.
Of course, the fact that Chen Changsheng's words could affect the situation was also related to his status.
The words of the Pope and the words of an ordinary passerby naturally had a vastly different effect.
More importantly, in the last few months, the entire continent had been talking about the story of the Cinnabar Pill and the legend of the Pope using his blood to save the people of the world.
And because of his past experiences, the Demi-human race had an extremely good impression of Chen Changsheng and did not believe that he would lie.
Chen Changsheng did not wait for the mood in front of the Imperial City to become even more complicated, nor did he wait for his question to be answered.
"No one can stop me from seeing His Majesty the White Emperor."
He looked into the Xiang clan leader's eyes and seriously said, "Not unless you kill me."
After saying this, he walked forward.
The Imperial City shrouded in darkness was extremely quiet. His footsteps could be heard clearly.
Several thousand elite demi-human cavalry and the demi-human experts that had either been hiding in the darkness or had revealed themselves were silently and nervously confronting each other.
The same blood flowed through their bodies, and they were also sweating the same cold sweat.
As Chen Changsheng's footsteps approached, the atmosphere in the Imperial City grew more and more tense.
As Chen Changsheng got closer and closer, the Xiang clan leader's expression grew more and more solemn.
As he watched Chen Changsheng get further and further away, Xiang Qiu's complexion grew gloomier and gloomier.
Chen Changsheng's words might have made some people suspicious, perhaps even changed their attitudes, but they believed that they had the ability to detain Chen Changsheng.
They could even kill Chen Changsheng.
And they were not afraid of killing Chen Changsheng.
Because they were all furious.
In their view, Chen Changsheng was far too sinister. He was nothing like the Pope, more like the legendary Demon Military Advisor Black Robe.
How could he use such shameless lies to frame and slander them?
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The Red River Beast Guard in front of the Imperial City silently opened a path, parting like a tide.
Chen Changsheng walked past the Xiang clan leader, not even glancing at him.
Xiang Qiu groaned at this sight, a trickle of blood trickling from the corner of his lips. He had actually suffered a hidden injury.
Even so, neither he nor his father attacked Chen Changsheng.
Because the depths of the Imperial City remained quiet in the darkness, not a single sound emerging from them.
Just like this, Chen Changsheng walked into the Imperial City, just as he had done several nights ago.
When he was still a young Daoist from Xining Village, he had also walked into the capital with this calm gaze and firm expression.
And then, he saw Madam Mu.
Under a pear tree in front of a stone hall.
It was not the season for pear trees to bloom, but since the pear tree on the observation platform had bloomed, this pear tree was naturally blooming.
A breeze blew, perhaps from the Starfall Mountains in the north or the great sea in the west.
Countless white flowers fell from the branches, sprinkling on the ground and also on her body.
A small white flower fell precisely on her hair, swaying in the wind. It was very beautiful, but also seemed to contain a tinge of sorrow.
Her white dress was very simple and clean, but it also seemed extremely solemn.
Her eyes were very black and bright, reflecting the starlight. They were extremely serene, seeming to contain the secrets of the heavens, but also like murderous intent.
Her expression was very indifferent, but it also concealed an extremely faint hint of sorrow.
Had someone died?
Was she going to mourn?
Was it that Imperial Uncle from the Great Western Continent called Mu?
Or someone even closer?
Or was it his future self?
Chen Changsheng thought of this question, but he did not want to know the answer. (To be continued.)
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