Chapter 423: You are Chen Changsheng?

Juluo's voice is very angry and fierce. It's hard to add the prefix here. If it's the most appropriate, it's better to add a blood character, just like the cuckoo bird, but it will always feel inconsistent with his identity. . Of course, if you can think of his enemy at this time, the object of his accusation is the Southern Saint, or you can understand more.
"Anyway, you broke the oath of the word!"
Zhu Luo's angry accusation echoed over the silent Xunyang City, which was very different from the stargazer's silence. The vast majority of people who heard this sentence did not know what the oath of the Word was, and they could only remember some of the statements in the supreme laws everywhere.
The general meaning of that statement is that there is no distinction between the north and the south, and the earth does not matter. As long as it is within the alliance field of the human world and the Red River, as long as the strong people who enter the sacred field cannot dispute each other, let alone fight, unless they are attacked. The strong man in the sacred realm has done something completely contrary to his own interests-this is the so-called oath of the Word.
Considering the overall situation of the alliance between the human race and the demon race against the demon race, this kind of oath is undoubtedly the most reasonable and necessary. The attack of the Holy Girl on Juluo and the stargazer is the most Tough betrayal.
"What about you? Everyone knows that although my brother is not among the saints and he is not in the same position, he has already stepped into the sacred realm. Why did you attack him?"
The saint looked at the city gate and said calmly: "Wang Po is one of the five young people who are most likely to enter the sacred realm. You actually want to kill him for selfish purposes. Isn't this a violation of our oath? "
Her expression and tone are very calm, but she naturally produces a dignified and divine atmosphere.
Zhu Luo shouted angrily: "Wang Po doesn't understand the big picture. I have taught him as an elder. What is my selfishness?"
The saint said calmly: "How can the surname Zhu of Tianliang County want to live forever, how can he allow Wang Po to continue to grow? You don't admit that you have selfishness, only that you dare not face your true inner heart."
In addition to Julo's anger, he was ready to refute a few words. The saint continued: "All the vows are heart words. For the sake of the Pope and Brother Mei, I will not kill you for the time being. Let's go."
Listening to this, Zhu Luo burst into anger, his injury suddenly broke out, and blood spewed more quickly. The stargazer, who had been silent for a while, looked at his miserable scenes, and suddenly rolled his eyes at the dark clouds over Xunyang City.
White-eyed is not blue-eyed, it is contempt, contempt, and even anger. He glanced at the sky, and the drooping clouds suddenly showed signs of dispersal, vaguely even able to see the glory of stars in the night sky a few miles away!
The starlight suddenly shrouded the city of Xunyang and fell on the wet streets, like the hoarfrost in autumn, and the intention to kill it was great!
At a distance of more than ten miles, the saint looked at the stargazers in the city gate and raised her right hand to point out.
There was a crackling sound, and then there were countless crackling sounds.
It seems that tens of thousands of sets of porcelain were smashed by a strong man who was skilled in group attacks.
It also seemed that countless practitioners' sea-knowledge collapsed at the same time.
Extremely crisp and clear-hearted.
Pappapap!
The falling snow on the street was broken, and the frost that had just formed on the rain surface was broken.
Everything within a distance of more than ten miles from the gate was broken.
The stargazer's hat was also broken into broken strands, and the corners of her lips were broken, and blood began to flow.
His soul full of anger and arrogance was finally completely broken at this moment. He no longer hesitated, he supported Zhu Luo, and turned to the piece outside Xunyang City as if it was covered by night, but in fact no one knew what was being. Running into the field buried by time, disappeared instantly.
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Xunyang City is extremely quiet, as if there is no one.
Ordinary people who are unable to participate in this battle, are hiding in their own kang on the kang, in front of the window fence, still uneasy, even breathing so suppressed.
Those who have the ability to participate in this battle, those who want to kill Su Li, can only follow the footsteps of Zhu Luo and stargazers, including strong men such as Liang Wangsun and Xue He.
Hua Jiefu took the priests in the city of Xunyang to isolate this severe street that was invaded by the rainstorm, leaving them with a quiet and undisturbed dialogue space-at this time it is eligible to stay in the field People, except Su Li and the Southern Saints, are naturally the three people who use life and unimaginable willpower to ensure that Su Li can live to the present.
The cold-blooded killing stamp that began in Zhouyuan’s change and ended in the snowfield demon siege, and then continued from the military village to Xunyang City finally came to an end. This assassination against Su Li finally came to an end-Su Li Without dying, those who wanted him to die failed.
From Junzhai to Xunyang City, he always took Chen Changsheng, but he knew very well that it was his friend who didn't know anyone in the whole continent who could finally solve this problem.
Of course, the word friend needs to be in doubt.
Or it was because of the need to be suspicious, so a little embarrassed, Su Li looked at the Southern Saint Girl, understated but gave a sense of for granted: "How come you came so late?"
Anyone who has rescued the other party but is very angry when he hears such censure, but the saint is not angry, but rather calmly replied: "I was dragged on for a while."
Calm is really a power, it means serious.
Su Li has felt this kind of power many years ago. He has never known how to face this kind of power. A large part of the reason for the so-called traveling around the world and not asking about the world is because he wants to avoid this power. Until now, he has not learned how to face this power directly, but at least he has learned to change the subject.
"Who was dragged down?"
The virgin did not directly answer his question, saying: "My disciple was seriously injured."
At this moment, a somewhat uncertain but sure voice sounded with concern and surprise.
"Xu Yourong was injured? Is she... all right?"
The person who asked this sentence was naturally Chen Changsheng.
The virgin's eyes fell on the teenager.
She didn't smile, not even a light smile.
She was calm, so solemn, solemn, and terrifying.
She asked: "You are Chen Changsheng?"
Chen Changsheng suddenly understood the problem.
He and Xu Yourong are very hostile, all kinds of hostility. He once thought that if he was a relative of Xu Yourong, he would definitely not have any favors with the young man named Chen Changsheng.
The Saint, the teacher of Xu Yourong, is the person who loves and loves Xu Yourong the most.
But he had just experienced a huge battle, the self-inquiry of life and death, he could not choose to give in at this time.
He looked at the saint and said very seriously: "Yes, I am Chen Changsheng."
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(The flowers are falling like snow tonight.)
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