Chen Changsheng had never met Qiu Shan Jun, so he could only guess what kind of person Qiu Shan Jun was based on Gou Hanshi's report and the praises of the world. In his opinion, Gou Hanshi, Guan Feibai, Qijian and others are all great, and each has something to admire and learn from, but whenever they talk about Mr. Qiushan, they will naturally show that absolute sense of trust.
This is a terrible thing. Now Su Li actually thinks that as long as Lord Qiushan is around, the Lishan Rebellion should be fine. This kind of trust is even more terrifying. One must know that no matter how good Mr. Qiu Shan is, he is only a young man under the age of twenty. How can Su Li be sure that as long as he is around, Li Shan will not be in chaos? He didn't understand, or rather, began to feel unconfident.
Wang Po looked into his eyes and said seriously: "Jun Qiu Shan, you are really good."
The whole continent knew about the engagement, even he found it very interesting. Many people want to know what kind of stories will be developed in the future by the three most outstanding characters of the young generation, Chen Changsheng, Xu Yourong, and Qiu Shanjun. Wang Po admires Chen Changsheng very much, so he wants to remind the young man what kind of opponent he will be in the future. Amazing person.
Chen Changsheng didn't know how to answer.
Su Li said, "He's not as good as Qiu Shan, at least for now."
Wang Po said: "Although it is not as good as it is, it is not far away. Besides, it is never our problem if it is not as good as it is."
There was a hidden meaning in this sentence, but Chen Changsheng heard it very clearly.
On a certain level, he and Wang Po can communicate, although they are still strangers now.
Wang Po and Chen Changsheng bowed their hands in salute, and then bid farewell.
Su Li suddenly said, "Why do I feel a little unhappy?"
The saint looked at him and smiled and said, "Are you jealous?"
Su Li said, "What kind of words are these?"
The saint said: "Chen Changsheng and Wang Po are the same way, and you are not."
Su Li said helplessly, "That kid from Qiushan doesn't look like me at all."
The saint said: "There is a young man who is very similar to you."
"who?"
"Master Tang's grandson, Tang Tang."
Su Li said in disgust, "I hate people from the Tang family the most."
The saint said: "What people hate the most is often themselves."
Su Li sneered and said, "Junior Sister has lived on the Saintess Peak for a long time, and the conversation has become more and more boring."
The saint smiled and said, "Then senior brother, would you like me to travel around the world?"
So, nothing to say.
Wang Po was speechless, turned around and walked towards the outside of Xunyang City. His tall and thin body was a little hunched, and he looked like a strong man at the top of the Xiaoyao list, and a warrior who had just fought a magnificent battle. He looked like a shabby settlement gentlemen.
Looking at his back, Su Li asked, "Do you know why he is called Tianliang Wang Po?"
This question was naturally addressed to Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng said, "I don't want to know."
Su Li was a little surprised and annoyed.
Chen Changsheng was more concerned about other issues: "Why does it seem like he doesn't want to talk to you?"
Su Li was even more annoyed, and said, "This kid has never liked me, so naturally he won't talk to me."
Wang Po's iron knife cultivates straight paths. If he doesn't like Su Li, he won't care about Su Li, regardless of whether Su Li is Su Li. Similarly, if he wants to save Su Li, he will come to save Su Li, even if Su Li is Su Li. As said, he has always been right about things and not people.
When Chen Changsheng was about to say something, he noticed that the saint had been standing quietly beside Su Li, without interrupting or making any movements, just like a bird resting quietly on the plane tree. Who would have thought that the little uncle Li Shan who is known for being cold-blooded and murderous would have such a relationship with the saintly maiden of the south who is known for being holy
Su Li knew what he was thinking, and said, "No one is truly lonely, except your empress."
This is the second time he has mentioned a similar argument, and I don't know if there is any deep meaning hidden in it.
The saint has been watching Chen Changsheng. She felt that compared with Su Li, the young man seemed a little too dull, and he was not as elegant as Qiu Shanjun, so he could only be considered barely satisfactory. But then she wondered if it was the obsession in her heart that was causing trouble, and whether it would affect her judgment, so she never expressed it.
The so-called obsession is what you can't ask for.
Back then, she and Su Li were not able to be together due to various complicated reasons, it was impossible to be together, and there was not even any apparent contact in these years, so that there was no one in Nanxi Zhai and Lishan Sword Sect. Know. So she has always had some thoughts about Xu Yourong's marriage. She thought that Xu Yourong could marry Mr. Qiu Shan.
Because Mr. Qiushan is really good enough, even perfect, fully worthy of his female apprentice. And the whole continent knows that although he has no status, Su Li's true successor in Mount Li is Qiu Shanjun.
It is also a kind of obsession to hope that the next generation can accomplish what they did not accomplish back then.
With this in mind, she subconsciously glanced at Su Li, her gaze still as complicated as a sea of stars.
"Although I don't like this little guy, I have to admit that he's no worse than Qiu Shan." Su Li looked at her and said with a smile, "Just now, I deliberately quarreled with Wang Po, so I can't see his lifeless appearance."
The saint said: "Qiu Shan is your successor."
Su Li looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "I also taught him something along the way."
The saint knew very well how arrogant Su Li's temperament was and how high-sighted she was, she couldn't help being a little surprised, looked at Chen Changsheng, and said with a smile: "So, I need to take you more seriously."
Everyone would feel proud to be able to get the words of the saint, and if Chen Changsheng wanted to marry Xu Yourong, the meaning hidden in the words of the saint would make him even more delighted. But looking at the saint's white dress at this time, he subconsciously thought of the white dress in the Zhou Garden, the girl, so he blurted out the next sentence.
"You misunderstood, I have no intention of completing the engagement."
After saying these words, Chen Changsheng's mood became a little strange, as if he had returned to the East Imperial General's Mansion in Kyoto a year ago, and felt a little more relaxed, but for some reason he felt a little lost.
Maybe there is no need to bear anything anymore, there will be these two diametrically opposite emotions.
Just when the saintess' attitude changed, he raised the matter of retiring the engagement. The saintess would definitely be angry. He didn't dare to face it directly. He looked at Su Li and said, "Senior, please deal with that matter as soon as possible after returning to Lishan." matter."
Naturally, what he was talking about was Liang Xiaoxiao accusing the three of them of colluding with the demons with death.
Su Li didn't say anything, Qi Jian was his daughter, of course he would resolve this matter.
Chen Changsheng suddenly thought of another thing, looked at Su Li and said seriously, "Senior, I won."
Returning to the human world from the snowfield of the Demon Realm, he was assassinated in the army camp, and was chased and killed by the Zhou cavalry in the snow forest.
At that time, Chen Changsheng and Su Li had a conversation, and there were several more after that—conversations about the world and people's hearts.
Su Li thought the world was cold. Chen Changsheng thought this world was warm. Su Li thinks that people's hearts are sinister. Chen Changsheng thinks that not everyone's heart is like this. They didn't make a bet, but they knew what each other was thinking, until finally, in the beautiful spring of Xunyang City, Chen Changsheng opened the window, shouted that sentence, and lifted the lid of the dice cup.
Chen Changsheng thought he had won.
Su Li said: "As Zhu Luo said, in the whole world, there is only one idiot, one young man and one shady ghost."
Chen Changsheng said: "But after all, there was an idiot, a young man, and that ghost who couldn't see the light, finally actually appeared in broad daylight and stood in front of you."
The assassin who followed them for dozens of days, in Chen Changsheng's view, was a very beautiful thing, a very warm story.
"It turns out that human nature is good," he said.
Su Li shook his head and said, "I still don't think so."
Chen Changsheng said: "But at least it has a good side, just like the predecessors who were decisive and arrogant, but they also have a good side."
Su Li raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not pancakes. Where do you get these noodles? Do you want to add an egg?"
Chen Changsheng asked: "Then in Xueling Hot Spring, why did senior lie to me in the first place? He didn't hesitate to play the role of a villain to provoke me and threaten me to let me go? You can say it clearly."
He asked Su Li this question from the beginning, but Su Li didn't give an answer.
Su Li looked into his eyes and said, "It's not because I'm a good person, but because you're a good person and a real person, so if I just tell you to leave, you won't be able to leave."
Chen Changsheng was silent for a while, and said, "But you still want me to leave, and you don't want to drag me down."
In his opinion, this is the best proof.
Su Li is a good person.
For some reason, he was particularly obsessed with proving it.
Su Li was a little annoyed by him, and said: "I'm not a good person, I just believe that you young people will definitely be stronger than our generation in the future, so I don't want you to die too early."
"ah?"
"Human beings are a very interesting kind of life. They always like nostalgia and retro. They feel that the old is good and the past is perfect. But I don't think so. I think one generation is better than the other. My master is better than Li Shanjian. The patriarch of Zong’s kaipai is stronger than my master, so I just want to be stronger than old man Yin and Zhu Luo’s generation, Wang Po and others must be stronger than my generation, and Qiushan and your generation must be stronger. They are stronger than them, and only by believing in this and fighting for it can human beings survive on the continent and live better and better."
The setting sun was about to completely sink into the ground, and Xunyang City was a little dark, but it was not sad, but rather like morning, just like Su Li's words, full of fresh breath of life.
"So you have been helping and teaching me."
"Yes, I like you young people better than the old ones."
"So you didn't kill Liang Wangsun and Liang Hongzhuang back then, and Liang Xiaoxiao entered Lishan Sword Sect. It was so dangerous in the inn before, and your last sword didn't fall on Xiao Zhang Liang Wangsun?"
"Maybe, but who told you that it was my last sword?"
"But why don't you like those old people?"
"Those old people...are old, decayed, lifeless, do not seek to make progress, only know how to play tricks, not bright, not upright, not bright, so there is no sharpness, no sharpness, no meaning to human beings, so I Will continue to look at them, and you need to step up."
"Top up?"
"Yes, the top of the sky."
After saying this, Su Li and the saint walked side by side to the outside of Xunyang City.
Chen Changsheng stood behind them.
Hua Jiefu and the priests stood further away.
The setting sun is like the morning sun, the night breeze is as cool as the morning breeze, and the remaining raindrops on the street are like dew. From Zhouyuan to Xunyang City, the things he experienced were not like dreams, they were as real as wounds on his body, but vaguely, he always felt that he seemed to have forgotten a very important thing.
He didn't know that there was a storm waiting for him in the capital right now.
He just wanted to think about it.
Then, he remembered.
He shouted to Su Li's back in the setting sun: "Senior...that umbrella is mine."
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The third rolls up the wind and thunder