This sight was so adorable that even Luoluo felt somewhat embarrassed and began to laugh.
Her laughter was crisp and clear, giggling, giggling.
Her words just now also contained the word 'giggling'. The pronunciation was different, but the words were the same.
From childhood, she had gotten used to speaking like this.
But after returning to White Emperor City from the capital, especially in the recent period, she had never spoken like this, never laughed so happily.
She had become calm and composed, like she had truly grown up.
But today, when Chen Changsheng arrived on a crane, she had suddenly returned to that little girl from the past.
At this sight and hearing her laughter, some of the demi-human personages felt very gratified, but even more of them felt very heavy.
They knew why Luoluo was so happy. She was confident that Chen Changsheng would manage this matter, and they were also deeply convinced of this.
As the Pope of the Human race, Chen Changsheng would not permit his student to marry the Demon Lord, much less watch as the demi-humans and demons formed an alliance.
What would Madam Mu do next?
A gust of wind suddenly howled out of the mountains behind the Imperial City, bringing with it a slightly salty and moist scent.
This was probably a sea breeze, perhaps coming from the distant Great Western Continent.
The pear blossoms scattered on the ground were blown about by the wind, gradually dancing in the air. However, they did not fly too high, nor did they wrap around one's knees.
Whether it was the sea breeze or the dancing pear blossoms, it was all because Madam Mu had given Chen Changsheng a deep glance.
Deep, deep, like an abyss, and within it hid a chilling intent.
But before Madam Mu could speak or do anything, the scene changed once more.
The Bear tribe leader walked out, carrying his heavy metal cudgel.
The Shi clan leader extended his hand into the air to test the temperature of the sea breeze. Shaking his head, he also walked out.
The Prime Minister, along with a dozen ministers and demon generals, also walked out.
They walked out of the crowd around the observation platform, which was to stand out.
Even though they knew that they had to confront the majesty and strength contained in that sea breeze.
This was standing in line.
The Prime Minister, the tribal leaders, and the ministers and generals represented a large portion of the Demi-human race's faction.
Originally, they had a close relationship with the human race and were firmly opposed to allying with the demon race.
In the hall, they had already expressed their stance. They had not persisted, had not moved when Luoluo was being forced into marriage, because it was very difficult for them to confront the collective will of Madam Mu and the Council of Elders on their own without sufficient preparations. Moreover, this seemed to be the White Emperor's will.
But now Chen Chang Sheng had arrived.
He was the Pope. He had the right to represent the entire Human race.
With such a powerful foreign aid here, if they didn't seize this opportunity to make their stance clear, then what right did they have to stand here?
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That gust of sea breeze contained an extremely powerful will and a clear meaning.
Chen Chang Sheng's perception was very clear, but he never thought of retreating.
Even now, he was not very clear about what had happened. He only roughly understood the situation.
But he was confident that even if this truly was the will of the White Emperor and Madam Mu, there were still many factions in the Demi-human race that were willing to support him, or perhaps the Human race.
More importantly, he was confident that Madam Mu would not attack him, at least not while so many people were watching.
Everything depends on the degree.
If the Demi-human race wanted to ally with the demons, they could use Xuanyuan Po's death as a sacrifice to win each other's trust, but Chen Chang Sheng could not.
His status was different.
If he died in White Emperor City, died at the hands of the Demi-human race, it would assuredly stir the continent.
No matter how happy his teacher Shang Xingzhou might be in secret, the Great Zhou Imperial Court would assuredly gather an army and launch a fierce assault on the demi-human domain. Otherwise, the rage of the millions upon millions of believers would burn the palaces and princely estates of the capital to ashes.
As for what sort of fierce, even crazed, reaction the Li Palace would have, one didn't even need to think to know.
The alliance between the Demi-human race and the demons was for their safety and prospects. How could they be willing to pay such a bitter price?
The gust of sea breeze gradually dispersed and the pure white pear blossoms fell back to the ground.
Madam Mu was as calm as ever. She did not attack.
Chen Chang Sheng's thoughts were correct, but he was wrong about one thing.
Madam Mu truly would not personally kill him, but in her eyes, Chen Chang Sheng was still a dead man.
Because someone wanted Chen Chang Sheng to die even more than she did.
A calm voice rang out.
"The master's order is hard to disobey? If the master dies, there will naturally be no life, so what master's life is there? "
Chen Chang Sheng silently gazed at the person under the pear tree.
He had seen this person in the snowy mountains and knew of his identity.
The most powerful Demon Lord of the continent had actually appeared alone in White Emperor City. He was keenly aware of what this meant.
The matter Shang Xingzhou had mentioned in his letter had truly become a reality.
This was the worst possible situation.
Chen Chang Sheng's mood was rather heavy, but his eyes were even more indifferent.
The Demon Lord smiled at him. "It's been many days since we parted in the snowy mountains. I don't know if you will be able to survive today."
The demi-human experts present would probably not attack Chen Chang Sheng, but he would assuredly attack.
Because the Demi-human race could choose, but the Demon race and the Human race had no chance of reconciliation, at least not for the next several hundred years.
The hatred between the Demon race and the Human race was too deep.
In the siege of Luoyang and the northern expedition to exterminate the demons, both sides had left the cruelest and most indelible marks on the collective will of the other.
If the two races were to negotiate for peace, then even people of status like the Demon Lord and Chen Chang Sheng would die without a grave.
Their most loyal subordinates and followers would leave them, and all their believers and subjects would spit on the places they passed.
Elders like Shang Xingzhou and the Tang Old Master would assuredly destroy Chen Chang Sheng's soul.
The Council of Elders and the several dozen Demon Generals led by the Demon Commander would assuredly remove the Demon Lord from the throne and throw him into the abyss.
Thus, it was impossible for the Demon race and the Human race to reconcile.
The Demon Lord would assuredly kill Chen Chang Sheng.
The story of that night in the snowy mountains had already proved that he truly did possess this ability.
No matter how talented Chen Chang Sheng was in cultivation, he was still no match for the Demon Lord.
The Bear tribe leader wanted to step forward, but Old Grandfather Lu stopped him.
The Xiang clan leader gave the Shi clan leader a deep glance.
The Red River Beast Guard, who maintained order, warily watched the surroundings.
The observation platform was a little chaotic, the mood even more tense, and there were even a few clashes.
Madam Mu had an indifferent expression and paid no attention to these matters.
Just like it had been for countless years, White Emperor City was still under her control. No one could help Chen Chang Sheng.
And even if Chen Chang Sheng died here, it would have nothing to do with the Demi-human race. Just how perfect of an ending was this?
The Demon Lord looked at Chen Chang Sheng and said, "I'm a little curious. Will Shang Xingzhou travel tens of thousands of li to save you?"
Chen Chang Sheng thought this over, then replied, "Given Teacher's style, he probably won't."
The Demon Lord gave him a pitying gaze. "For the youngest Pope of the Human race to die like this truly makes one sigh with sorrow."
Chen Chang Sheng replied, "There's no need to sigh just yet. If Teacher doesn't come, Black Robe and the Demon Commander probably won't come either."
There was another meaning hidden in these words.
If Black Robe or the Demon Commander came to White Emperor City, then Shang Xingzhou would assuredly come, as would the Prince of Xiang. Even the still-injured Wang Po would come.
In the view of Black Robe and the Demon Commander, as long as an expert of the Divine Domain did not come, no one was a match for the Demon Lord, so they would definitely not come.
The Demon Lord slightly arched his brows. "What do you want to say?"
Chen Chang Sheng replied, "What I want to say is, just who can stop me from killing you?"
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