Chapter 402: The last form (below)

Mo Yu asked, "Why do you have to fold your sleeves and open your mouth?"
Zhou Tong said: "Because no one will believe that Chen Changsheng collaborated with the Demon Race, the death of the Lishan disciple can only make people doubt it, and it is not enough to shake people's beliefs, unless Zuoxiu admits what they have done. ."
As the youngest dean of the National College of Education in history, in the eyes of many people, Chen Changsheng is very likely to become the next master of the palace. The next generation of Pope Lords—there is no brighter future in this world. The Demon Clan can never give better conditions, so he naturally has no reason to betray humanity and collude with the Devil to do those things.
Mo Yu was silent for a while and asked, "Do you believe it?"
No matter how the entire continent evaluates Zhou Tong, no matter how cruel and terrible Zhou Tong's methods are, everyone agrees that Zhou Tong is unique in the trial.
"Believe it or not is never an important thing, evidence is the most important thing." Zhou Tong said: "So I will give the wolf family a month, in fact, that month is also for myself of."
Mo Yu looked at his calm eyes and asked, "Even if the military has a lot of opinions on this?"
Zhou Tong's lip angle was slightly affected, and he smiled and said, "Do you think I care about this?"
Mo Yu slightly mocked: "I have always wondered, besides the mother, what else would you care about."
Zhou Tong did not answer this disrespectful sentence and instead said: "Actually, I still care about some very interesting people and things, such as the dead Lishan disciple. If it is not certain that he is really dead, I am very I want him to be my successor."
Mo Yu looked slightly different and asked, "Why?"
"I rarely see people who are so cruel to themselves, they can be so ruthless to themselves, and they have no love for this world, and this is the prerequisite for being my successor."
Of course Zhou Tong has no love for this world, not even a hint of goodwill: "And Liang Xiaoxiao's judgment of the general situation and the deduction of the situation are very accurate. He knows that even his own death is not enough to put Chen Changsheng and his sleeves down. Dragging into the abyss, so in the dying performance outside Zhou Yuan, he very clearly divided Lishan and Kyoto into two lines. The frame of Chen Changsheng and Folded Sleeve is just a smooth move, what he really wants to deal with The goal is Lishan, Suli, and of course the little girl named Qijian."
Hearing this, Mo Yu suddenly felt that his body had become somewhat cold. It turned out that Zhou Tong knew everything and knew everything very well. He knew that Qi Jian was Su Li’s daughter, knew the hatred in Liang Xiaoxiao’s heart, and knew that it was all a conspiracy. .
"So you know everything..." She stared at Zhou Tong's eyes.
Zhou Tong ignored him and continued: "Many people need to collaborate with Chen Changsheng and the Demon Race. Liang Xiaoxiao used the Lishan Sword to kill himself in the last form, which is really amazing."
Mo Yu said: "Then what do you think? You are not saying that the evidence is most important?"
Zhou Tong was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "Chen Changsheng's teacher is Ji Dao Ren. What is the relationship between Ji Dao Ren and black robe? No one knows, so why is it impossible for Chen Changsheng to collude with the demon? And Chen Changsheng is still alive now. Now that Zhou Yuan has been destroyed and so many people at the main gate have not seen him, how did he leave Zhou Yuan? Other gates? Don't forget that only the black robe knows where the other gates of Zhou Yuan are.
Mo Yu was silent for a long time, and then said: "So you are really doubting him."
Zhou Tong stood up, walked to the door of the main hall, looked at the stars in the night vault, and said: "Liang Xiaoxiao's accusation with death is very powerful. It happens that there are many people in Kyoto who need Chen Changsheng to collude with the Devil. Chen Changsheng’s ability to leave Zhou Yuan means that he may collude with the Demon Race, so of course I want to know if he has collused with the Devil Race."
Mo Yu walked behind him and said with a hint of warning: "Adult Pope will trust him."
Suddenly, Zhou Tong's expression became a little weird, saying: "If the Pope still insists on trusting him under these circumstances, will the Pope no longer be trustworthy?"
Mo Yu suddenly felt the eerie breath overflowing in the ground of the front yard came here, the air around her body became extremely cold, she didn't know what else to say in this case.
"You should first figure out what the lady is thinking."
"So, what do you think?"
Zhou Tong was holding his hands, looking at the night sky, his voice was like the air after the rain, his thin body looked a bit sullen in the night, and it really looked like a sad poet.
"Me? What do you think?"
"Thoughts about Chen Changsheng."
"Do you want to die?" Mo Yu angered.
Zhou Tong’s expression did not change at all, and said plainly:
The news that Chen Changsheng was still alive came back to Kyoto that day, and I heard that the flowers in the orange garden were open all night. It seems that your mood is really good.

The anger in Mo Yu's eyes turned into killing.
Zhou Tong did not turn around and seemed to be unaware of her gaze.
Mo Yu left, Zhou Tong began to walk.
The whole of Kyoto and even the whole continent knew that Zhou Tong had no hobbies except walking and torture in person.
He is stricter with others, stricter with himself, never indulging in sensuality, and has no experience of letting go of the waves, even when he was a young man. His life is extremely regular and rigorous, and it can also be said to be boring and monotonous. Of course, he also writes poems, writes poems about grief and indignation, he also writes chapters, and writes the strategies of the old and conspired country. His life is like a Confucian, and he is definitely not a flatter, but a Chen Chen, and he was the cleanest official in the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty, because he never lacked money, and because no one dared to bribe him.
Fifteen black three-headed dogs were raised in Zhou Yuan. This powerful monster, which is only in the depths of the Demon Realm, has a terrifying appearance and extremely powerful reconnaissance and combat capabilities. The flowing black saliva can corrode the hardest metal, probably for this reason. The great talents of Zhou Tong were not corroded by money-the person who paid the bribe could not get close to his dwelling, trying to sneak into Zhou Yuan to bribe him, it would become the food of these black three-headed dogs, and the grass and woods around the dwelling , Who knows how many human bones there are.
In the middle of the night, more than ten three-headed dogs stood in the night, and the black and oily skin was shining with the starlight, and under the claws of these black magic dogs was a dungeon.
Folded sleeves are locked in this dungeon. Fifty-five thin metal chains pass through his body. The skin of the is full of blood, dried or blood. Many places even You can see the bones of Sensen.
Not knowing how long it took, he woke up, feeling the breath coming out of the vent, raised his head a bit hard, looked there, and took a few breaths in a hurry.
A little bit of night sky can be seen there, with a few stars. He opened his eyes and looked there, looking greedy. In fact, he can't see anything at all now.
Deep in his pupils is a lemon.
That's the color of peacock toxin mixed with blood.
Some sour.
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(After a busy day, I didn’t make any changes. I’m... amazing.)
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