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Chapter 221

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The surname Jie was Emperor Taizong's old name in Tianliang County.

Ever since the descent of the Heavenly Tome Monoliths, no one had ever surpassed this man's status in history.

Thus, on this continent, whether in life or in death, he had always enjoyed the highest honor and the greatest respect.

Whether it was the common people of the human race or the demi-human race, not even those demon dukes in Xuelao City who hated him to the bone, would directly call him by his name.

But today, Black Robe did, and he even added the word 'child' to the end.

Anyone could hear the bone-deep hatred he felt for Emperor Taizong.

"If time can make us forget everything of the past, what meaning is there in our existence?"

Black Robe jeered at Wang Zhice, "You once said that you would not concern yourself with the affairs of the world, but aren't you still unable to let it go?"

Wang Zhice replied, "Since you are colluding with the other race, this is no longer a matter of the world, but a matter beyond it."

Black Robe asked, "So what?"

Wang Zhice replied, "As long as you are willing to give up on this crazy idea, I am willing to do anything for you."

"Anything?"

Black Robe mocked, "I've seen your shamelessness and callousness. Do you think I'll be tricked by you again?"

After saying this, he turned and walked toward the large city in the depths of the snowstorm.

The Demon Commander and the Demon Generals followed, and the massive figures shrouded in the black fog gradually dissipated.

Wang Zhice gazed at Black Robe's back, his emotions very complex.

… …

… …

The Demon Lord silently left White Emperor City. The entire process was very calm, attracting no attention.

In this city, there were many human experts who wanted to kill the Demon Lord, but no one could touch him, because the White Emperor had clearly issued a decree.

This decree was the same as Madam Mu's, with every word identical.

A guest from afar.

Everyone knew why this was the case.

All things in the world needed a state of relative balance.

In order to prevent the Human race from dominating the world, the Demon race could not be weakened too much.

The Council of Elders maintained their silence, the officials of the Demi-human Court maintained their silence, and even demi-human experts like Xiaode also maintained their silence, because this was His Majesty's will. Only Jin Yulu, just like he had several hundred years ago, engaged in an intense dispute with the White Emperor, and then was once more expelled from the Imperial City. He could only continue his life of farming.

Chen Chang Sheng and Tang Thirty Six stood on the observation deck and looked into the palace.

The sky was bright, but it was very dark inside the hall, so it was hard to see what was going on. They could only see the ministers, demon generals, and elders kneeling down like a tide.

Tang Thirty Six thought of the bloody battle around the courtyard and his mood became bad. He sneered, "Is this why you are right because you are weak?"

Chen Chang Sheng didn't say anything, only sighed.

It didn't take long for the court meeting to end.

The ministers, generals, and elders filed out, bowed respectfully to Chen Changsheng from afar, and then dispersed. No one dared to approach and speak to him, not even the Bear tribe leader or the Shi tribe leader. The situation was completely different from that of a few nights ago in the Daoist church.

After so many years, the White Emperor had finally returned to his city. There was no need for any schemes or tricks. The entire Yao race would be unified under his will.

Moreover, the only person who could threaten the White Emperor's position, the Xiang clan leader, had died, and the Xiang clan was in a precarious situation.

Chen Chang Sheng and Tang Thirty Six walked into the palace.

There was no seat arranged for Chen Changsheng, but Tang Thirty Six could not say anything disrespectful, because the White Emperor also did not sit.

"How is your grandfather's health?"

The White Emperor asked Tang Thirty Six.

No matter how much he silently criticized him, Tang Thirty Six's responses were very calm and appropriate. There was nothing to nitpick about in his etiquette or demeanor.

But in the end, he couldn't help but say something.

"I don't even understand. He's already so old, so why does he still like to stir up trouble?"

These words were clearly directed at the Tang Old Master, but the target of their ridicule was the White Emperor.

The White Emperor ignored him and said a few words to Chen Changsheng.

The meaning of these words was very simple, and they were all within his expectations.

He was just recalling the once close and excellent relationship between the two sides, and then he hoped that it could continue to be maintained.

Finally, the White Emperor said, "On Holy Maiden Peak, you and Zhexiu killed that fellow. Very good."

With these words, the conversation came to an end.

An attendant led Chen Changsheng and Tang Thirty Six to Luoluo's palace.

Chen Changsheng thought about those last words, somewhat confused.

Tang Thirty Six explained, "He was talking about the White Tiger Divine General. That fellow is also very bold and ambitious, actually daring to use the White Tiger as his title. If the two races were not allies, he would have been killed by the White Emperor long ago. It's not convenient for the White Emperor to act, so he should be very happy that you killed that person for him. "

When they arrived at the highest stone hall, Chen Changsheng saw the figure by the railing. He was rather surprised, but he still went into the stone hall.

Tang Thirty Six naturally would not follow. He walked toward the beautiful figure by the railing.

The stone hall was not simple. Its round windows and ebony partitions cut the space into an extremely beautiful painting.

Luoluo stood in this painting like a cold and pretty little white flower in a pot.

Her face was pale, her expression miserable, and she looked very pitiful.

It was not only because of her mother's heartlessness and death, or perhaps because of the parting that was coming, but also because of many other things.

Chen Changsheng stood in front of her in silence for a very long time. Suddenly, he asked, "Do you want to come with me?"

Luoluo lowered her head in silence.

Drip, drip, drip. This was the sound of tears falling on the ground.

After a while, she raised her head and used her sleeve to wipe away the tears on her face. She revealed a sincere smile and said, "Teacher, there's no need."

If Chen Changsheng had not asked if he wanted to go with her, but if he wanted to go with her, then perhaps she would have let him go.

The former was a question, asking for her opinion. The latter was an order.

As a student, how could she disobey her teacher's will?

What a pity.

She very naturally leaned into Chen Changsheng's embrace.

Just like before.

Chen Changsheng didn't know where to put his hand.

Seeing the tear stains on that small face, the brilliant smile, and the purest eyes, he thought of many scenes.

The mottled rain on the walls of the Orthodox Academy, the brilliant twilight on the great banyan tree, and the purest lake.

His hand fell.

But it was somewhat different from before.

This time, his hand fell on her back.

… …

… …

After a very long time, Chen Changsheng still did not come out.

Tang Thirty Six couldn't help but look to his side again.

Xu Yourong did not pay attention to him, nor did she turn around to look at the palace.

This was the highest point of the Imperial City, even higher than the observation platform.

She could clearly see the observation platform from the railing.

She knew that there used to be a pear tree there.

She also knew how touching the scene of a pear blossom in tears was.

Not long ago, she saw it with her own eyes.

That young face was full of tears. Who wouldn't feel pity for it?

Tang Thirty Six couldn't help but say, "You … …"

Xu Yourong said expressionlessly, "Shut up."

Tang Thirty Six was a little angry and said, "I … …"

Xu Yourong slightly raised her eyebrows and said, "I feel pity for him even when I see him."

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