Way of Choices

Elder Lishan looked at Liang Xiaoxiao on the stretcher and was silent for a long time, then looked at the folded sleeve under the tree, and there was no emotion in his voice: "What else do you say?"

Folding his sleeves and closing his eyes, he said: "Since he surrenders to the Demon Race, anyone can kill him. If I killed him, I don't need to hide it, but he didn't kill me."

There was a little disturbance in the woods. The elder Lishan looked frost-like, and said coldly: "Master Liang's nephew is dead. It's too shameful for you to splash dirty water on a dead person."

Folding his sleeves at this time, he knew that Liang Xiaoxiao was dead. He probably understood the whole thing and suddenly felt tired.

"Follow us back to Lishan for interrogation." The elder Lishan looked at him like a dead man.

Along with his words, more than ten disciples of Changsheng Zong passed over to the folded sleeves, and there were more Southern practitioners monitoring the movement of the folded sleeves to prevent him from breaking out.

Just then, Zhu Luo said with a blank expression: "Slow down."

As the strongest man in the world, Bafangfengyu naturally has a special status. His words make even the elder Lishan who is extremely angry must calm down temporarily.

"I don't like this kind of scene where you don't have to say anything, you have to get things done."

Zhu Luo pointed to the seven unconscious, and said, "Look at what you mean. In addition to folding the sleeves, there should be seven other rooms, even Chen Changsheng, who killed Liang Xiaoxiao."

The elder Lishan said quietly, "This is a matter of Lishan, and I would like to be respected by my husband."

"This is not something that is off the mountain, this is what happened in Zhou Yuan." Zhu Luo looked at him with a blank expression and said, "This year, Zhou Yuan will be hosted by me. You have to let me do anything that happens inside." understand."

The elder Lishan restrained his anger and said, "Does this matter not yet understood?"

"I don't understand very much." Zhu Luo didn't care about his reaction, and said at random: "Folded sleeves made a lot of military merit for my big week. You said that he colluded with the Devil, but it would be fine, but if the seven rooms also participated In this matter, did he also vote for the Demon Race? He is your disciple from the mountain. What is the point of joining forces with this wolf race boy to deal with his own brother?"

The elder Lishan thought about the meaning of Liang Xiaoxiao's eyes before his death. After a moment of silence, he walked to Zhu Luo and whispered: "The matter involves Lishan Qingyu, please do not continue to ask."

Zhu Luo raised his eyebrows slightly. It should be noted that the words reputation and qingyu look similar, but in fact they are slightly different.

Elder Lishan lowered his voice and said: "What happened between the seven nephews... and the folded sleeves, we don't know for now, but we can't ask in front of everyone because her identity is very special."

Only the two of them can hear this dialogue. Zhu Luo saw him so cautiously and asked, "What is his identity?"

After a moment of silence, Elder Lishan said, "She... is a daughter."

Zhu Luo looked at the folded sleeves under the locust tree and, if he understood, said: "No wonder the word Qingyu is to be said."

Elder Lishan said, "Please also be considerate."

Zhu Luo shook his head and said: "This is not enough. The reputation of Lishan is important, but it is more important than truth and life and death."

Elder Lishan hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "She is the uncle's daughter."

Juluo looked at him slightly, looking at his eyes, and asked, "Which Uncle?"

Elder Lishan said softly, "Uncle Xiao."

Listening to these three words, Juluo was silent for a long time.

Bafangfengyu's position in the human world is very lofty, only under the five saints. Logically speaking, any name will not make him afraid, but here to remove a person.

It turned out to be Su Li's daughter, but Su Li's daughter. It is no wonder that Li Shan will be taken as a closed disciple by the head of Li Shan. Even if the entire mountain is regarded as a treasure, even Qiu Shanjun and Gou Hanshi will hold her in the palm of her hand.

Looking at the seven in a coma, Juluo thought of these things and shook his head.

Elder Lishan said: "Thank you Mr. for your understanding. Of course, if Qijian really did something in Zhouyuan... The Dharma Sword is on, the commandment hall will definitely use the gate rules. As a result, Lishan will notify Mr. As soon as possible. "

Juluo did not speak, it was considered silent. This was indeed what happened in Zhou Yuan, but Li Shan Jianzong had already spoken about this, and the matter involved Su Li, even though he was unwilling to take it over.

But at this time, in addition to him, the person who spoke the most powerfully also had an old man.

As Elder Jianzong from the mountain signaled, someone carried the seven bodies on the stretcher and Liang Xiaoxiao's body away. He folded his ears and heard the movement there, his body leaned forward slightly, he seemed to want to do something, but in the end nothing do.

When Li Shan Jianzong was about to take away the folded sleeves, the old man finally spoke.

From the moment when the Zhouyuan was destroyed and the mountains disappeared, Archbishop Mei Lisha had been staring at the dense fog for a while, his old face became more old, and his turbid eyes became more turbid, and he did not pay attention to what happened in the woods. It was only then that he turned around and said blankly, "Leave people behind."

The elder Jianzong from the mountain said, "This is my mountain..."

"It was your disciples who left the mountain who died, and it seemed that the disciples who did it were also the disciples who left the mountain. I was too lazy to care about what happened inside the mountain, but why did you take it away? Just because Liang Xiaoxiao said before he died? Doesn't it mean that if Chen Changsheng is still alive, you also have to take him back to the mountain in front of me?"

Mei Lisha walked slowly back into the woods, looking at the elder Lishan and said, "Does this make sense?"

The elder Lishan did not speak, but the new teachings of the Heavenly Taoist Temple hesitated and said: "Adult, if Chen Changsheng is really involved in this matter, it must be carefully reviewed."

"If a person is dead and can't speak anymore, you can let you splash dirty water on him? I seem to have heard someone say this before." Mei Lisha looked at the new teacher of the Taoist Temple and said without expression: " As for the trial...Chen Changsheng is the dean of the National College of Education. What qualifications do you have for a district oracle? Except for the Pope, who is eligible to trial him?

He glanced at the folded sleeve under the locust tree and said, "Your reputation from the mountain is important. Doesn't the reputation of our country's religion matter? This wolf tribe is involved in the reputation of our country's religion. I want to take him back to Kyoto. Who have opinions?"

Zhu Luo said: "I have no opinion."

Since he has no opinion, everyone present is not qualified to have an opinion, including those Southern practitioners and elders who are very opinionated. Mei Lisha looked at the elder Lishan indifferently and said: "If there is any opinion from Lishan, let you speak for you, or let Su Li speak."

The elder Lishan couldn't bear it anymore, and said angrily: "It's my disciple who died!"

"The dead man is amazing? Is it because he died that this thing is not wrong and messy?" Mei Lisha's voice was even colder: "And I am in a bad mood now, and the mood of the Pope is about to be very bad, the whole The state religion will be in a bad mood, because Chen Changsheng is dead, and the dean of the State Education College, Chen Changsheng is dead!"

The old man looked at the sky outside the woods and said sadly, "What could be more important than this? Even if the seven laws of the kingdom of God are dead, can it be more sad than this?"

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Chen Changsheng could think that people outside Hanqiu City would definitely think he was dead, because he did not leave through the gate of Zhouyuan, but appeared directly on the snowfield thousands of miles away in an unusually magical way. . He can also think that many people will definitely have a lot of different reactions after knowing their death. Some people should be very happy, some people should feel relieved, and some people must feel very sad and sad.

Those people are those who really love him, such as Luoluo, Tang 36, Xuanyuan Po, Jin Changshi, Mo Yu, or maybe he will have some regrets. He even feels that the disciples of Gou Hanshi and Guan Feibai It is also a member of these people, not to mention the elders in the state religion, and the girl of the Xiuling clan.

He did not want to make these people sad and anxious, so he was very anxious. He hurried back to the human world and rushed back to Kyoto as soon as possible to let everyone know that he was still alive. It is a pity that the magic field snow field is too far away from the human world, and Su Li's predecessors...really a bit heavy.

The process of their escape from the magic field snowfield was actually very smooth.

Real kendo everyone must have great wisdom, no matter in any aspect, such as cooking and tea art, because Wandao has something in common, escape can be said to be retreat, this is part of the art of war, Su Li is also very good at it.

The sword he cut through the sky is very particular.

That sword cut hundreds of miles of swordsmanship, and went directly south, very symbolic of the true meaning of the swordsmanship-the straightest is the closest, and the fastest is the most recently, and who can think of where this sword really fell is really southwest In a piece of snow.

Black robe noticed something vaguely, but when the demon army changed its strategy and encircled the snow ridge from both sides, there was only a little blood on the hot spring, and a jasmine was removed.

At that time, Su Li had arrived in a glacier 400 miles away.

Of course, he is on Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng's body washed by dragon blood seems to have endless energy and provides a powerful force, enough to exert an amazing speed, and it is really amazing to be able to run out of four hundred miles in such a short time. Even Su Li felt a little surprised, but the oncoming wind and snow cut his face like a knife, and every time he wanted to praise Chen Changsheng, he turned into an annoyed rebuke when exporting.

Without staying in the glacier for a moment, Chen Changsheng continued to run along the sea of ​​ice to the south, feeling a little thirsty, stab his hand into the ice rock around him, two clear traces appeared on the pale blue and beautiful ice block, ice debris Four fly. He put the ice cube in his mouth, and felt that his hot body was slightly cooler after running, so he was comfortable.

Running across glaciers and snowfields, turning over snowy mountains and mountains, Chen Changsheng ran violently with Su Li on his back, chewing some ice and snow when he was thirsty, and hungry when he was hungry... Endure, sleepless day and night, until one day, I finally saw a human Of cities appeared in the distance.

Wanli Demon Snowfield was just crossed by him.

He couldn't hold it anymore and fell back directly.

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