Chapter 980: Teacher's fate

A white crane in the sky.
This picture attracted countless sights in Baidi City.
More than ten grey vultures flew from the height of the imperial city and greeted the sky. However, these fierce birds, known for their fierceness and taming, today somehow appeared extremely timid, and did not dare to approach the white crane, separated by A few miles away, I dare not go further.
Countless lines of sight followed the white crane.
In a very short time, the white crane came from the mountains across the Red River to the highest point of the Imperial City, and then fell.
After ancient times, scary monsters such as roe beasts and earth roes have been hard to find, and fairy birds are even rarer.
The demons were shocked and kept guessing the identity of the man on the back of the crane.
The Archbishop of Xihuangdao Temple knelt down with dozens of priests.
The expression on their faces was very polite and even humble, but the emotion in their eyes was very eager or even fanatical.
Deacon Tang and the practitioners in Tiannan soon awakened and bowed their salutes in shock.
The sentiment of the Great Zhou ambassador was a little complicated, but he did not hesitate too much, and he kneeled down with his subordinates.
Seeing this scene, some demonic people remembered the most famous white crane on the mainland today and vaguely guessed that person's identity.
The discussion in front of the imperial city suddenly disappeared and became quiet.
The demon clan and the human clan have been in alliance for thousands of years, and there have been many exchanges. There are also many believers in the state religion.
Many people didn't even know what happened or the identity of the man above Bai He. They just saw many people on their knees kneeling down on the ground, praying prayerfully, being infected by this atmosphere, and kneeling subconsciously.
From the imperial city to the Tianshou Pavilion, on the stone walls and meadows, countless demonic people fell to their knees, like a tide.
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The slightly cold wind blew gently.
The little white flowers on the bluestone floor quivered gently.
The white crane slowly folded its wings.
The man stood on the observation deck.
He held a magic wand in his left hand, and there was some sacred light that had not dispersed, and was very bright.
His eyes were brighter than the light from the scepter.
The atmosphere on the observation deck seemed to be frozen, and it was extremely quiet.
Countless eyes fell on him, with extremely complex emotions.
No one on the mainland does not know this white crane, and no one can recognize this magic wand.
Then, naturally, no one will not know who he is.
It is not a fairy but a sage that rides by the white crane.
It is not the gods who hold the wand, but the pope.
From Luling King's Mansion to the bank of the Red River, 80,000 miles of road traveled day and night, forcibly breaking through the ban, and Chen Changsheng finally arrived here.
During this long journey, he did not know how many clouds passed and how much wind was blowing, but his face was still clean, and there was no dust on the blue robes, but the extremely tight buns that were bundled up on weekdays appeared slightly scattered.
Luo Luo rubbed his eyes, tilted his head, and looked very cute.
She thought she had misread it and heard it wrong.
After confirming that there was nothing wrong or wrong, she smiled.
This is the most real smile from the inside out, just like a flower blooming process.
Anyone who sees this smile, no matter what position, can truly feel her happiness and joy at the moment.
Luoluo ran towards Chen Changsheng.
Just like everyone imagines.
But just a few steps away from Chen Changsheng, she stopped.
She stopped so anxiously that the sole of the boot rubbed the hard ground with a clear mark.
She lowered her head slightly, gently rubbed her hands, saluted her sideways, and was perfect in appearance, unable to pick out any faults.
"Have seen Mr."
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Before and after, there must be a picture, because there must be a reason for change.
Naturally, there are reasons for the performance.
Chen Changsheng knew, so he didn't say anything, just looked at her.
He hasn't seen her in a long time.
Five years.
I don't know whether it is the cause of the talented bloodline or the love of Xinghai. Time has left no trace on the falling small face.
Chen Changsheng seemed to be looking at the little girl at that time.
During these five years, he rarely wrote to her, thinking that she would gradually forget those things.
But time is really useless for her.
She didn't forget.
Of course he did not forget.
He is now the Pope, the dean of the National College of Education, there are many students, there are many fanatical believers like An Hua.
But there is only one real student.
And she was his earliest follower, when he was an unknown young Taoist.
Thinking of these things, a smile appeared on Chen Changsheng's face, like a ray of spring breeze.
His voice, like the spring breeze, is not deliberately touching, but it is so easy to get close to, and then can't get around.
"stand up."
Luoluo stood up.
She listened to him the most.
Chen Changsheng loved her most.
So the second sentence he said was.
"come."
Luoluo walked in front of him.
She stood behind him.
Just like the first night at the National College of Education.
When the Demon Assassin killed her, Chen Changsheng stood in front of her.
It was like the first night in the Qingteng Banquet.
When the Taoist teachings were about to be released, Chen Changsheng pulled her behind.
Looking down at Chen Changsheng's back, thinking about what the father emperor said was true.
When the sky falls, there will always be a tall man who will help you with it.
Mr. has always been taller than himself.
Her eyes fell on Chen Changsheng's clothing corner, remembering the picture mentioned by Archbishop Eucalyptus in the letter, she suddenly felt an urge.
The demon princess can catch it. Why can't he catch it?
But in the end she didn't reach out, because she proudly thought that she was a student of Mr. and didn't need to prove it to others.
She no longer thinks about those things in the past, no longer thinks about these things now.
She didn't have to think about her parents' life or her marriage to the devil.
She knew that the husband would help herself.
At this time, she only needs to concentrate on Chen Changsheng.
Then kept feeling emotion.
The back of the gentleman is really beautiful.
Mr. is still so good.
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Many eyes fell on Chen Changsheng.
Just like falling.
Chen Changsheng ignored these sights.
He was looking at Madam.
Mrs. Mud was silent for a while, and said, "The Pope came to observe the ceremony?"
Chen Changsheng said: "I said, I object."
Mrs. Mud said indifferently: "Is your objection useful?"
Chen Changsheng said: "I don't allow her to marry, she can't marry."
A sound came from a short distance away.
"Why?"
Chen Changsheng did not go to see it, said calmly: "Because I am her teacher."
The observation deck is extremely quiet.
The rustling sounds of the wind blowing pear flowers are all that harsh.
Mrs. Mu has previously said that marriage is the life of the parents, the words of the matchmaker.
The marriage between Luoluo and Mojun was determined by her and Baidi, and agreed by the demon ancestor spirit, so who can object?
In truth, no one is qualified to object.
Fortunately, there is a gentleman.
The whole continent knows this matter.
Tiandijun personal teacher.
One day as a teacher, and a father for life.
He is very qualified to oppose this marriage.
Luoluo poked his head from behind him and said, "Everyone hears it. I can't help it. The teacher's life is hard to break."
When she said this, she opened her eyes and looked very innocent and cute.
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