A more majestic mountain shadow appeared in front of the imperial city.

That was the head of the prime minister. He looked at Chen Changsheng and said indifferently: "It's late at night, and even the Pope is not convenient to enter the palace."

Then he turned to look at Luoluo and said, "Your Highness should still take into account the dignity of the White Emperor clan."

This sounds calm, but it is actually very heavy.

Luoluo looked at the elder who loved her since childhood and suddenly felt that the other person's face was very strange.

Chen Changsheng knew the status of the chief of the Presbyterian clan in the Presbyterian Church, and he clearly felt the unfathomable strength of the other party.

But his reaction was still very calm, very direct and tough.

It is like a shallow stream, the water surface is like a mirror, and the bottom is clear, and the swimming fish are full of hard stones.

He said, "I want to go to Luoxing Mountain to meet His Majesty Baidi through the passage in the imperial city. Why do you want to stop me?"

The head of the prime minister's clan looked slightly stern, and he never expected that Chen Changsheng would confess his intentions.

Then he suddenly realized that this sentence was very difficult to answer.

Under the current tense situation, Chen Changsheng wants to enter the imperial city late at night, which is suspicious from any angle, and he has enough reason to object.

But when Chen Changsheng expressed his intentions, the reasons for opposition suddenly became less powerful.

Why didn't I think of this problem in advance?

The head of the Xiang tribe stared at Chen Changsheng's extremely clear and peaceful eyes, thinking to himself whether the simpler his mind is, the less likely he is to be confused by the fog and miasma?

But he still wanted to prevent Chen Changsheng from entering the imperial city.

"The whole continent knows that His Majesty is in a critical moment and cannot be disturbed. The Pope forced to see him, what is his intention?"

"The alliance between the two tribes is related to the safety of the mainland. His Majesty Bai is in a state of great success. How could he just care about recuperation and recuperation and ignore it at all?"

Chen Changsheng looked at him and said, "What are you thinking about not letting me see Your Majesty? Are you guilty or afraid?"

Although this sentence does not explain, the meaning is very clear. Who wouldn't understand?

The wind in front of the imperial city seemed to be getting colder in an instant.

Xiangqiu shouted angrily: "Don't let the bloody mouth blow!"

Chen Changsheng looked at the patriarch of the Xiang tribe and continued to ask: "Is this what you mean, or what Mrs. Mu means? What do you mean?"

He had no reason at all.

As the Pope, the only one who is qualified to talk to him in the entire Baidi City was Mrs. Mu.

The leader of the Xiang tribe is the head of the family of the largest demon clan and the chief elder of the Presbyterian Church, which is quite barely possible.

Xiangqiu is just the son of the leader of the Xiang clan. No matter how strong he is, what qualifications do you have to ask Chen Changsheng to respond to his words?

For Chen Changsheng, this was not a deliberate ignorance, it was just a very normal reaction, but for Xiangqiu, it was a great humiliation.

When he noticed the changes in the situation between the court, his face became even more difficult to see, and his breath became more and more gloomy.

The strong men who tore through the night with him and were preparing to launch a historic siege and killing remained silent and solemn.

But the expressions of the cavalry generals who accompanied the operation changed significantly.

Before Chen Changsheng said this, no one in the demon clan would be worried about the safety of His Majesty Bai Emperor, let alone those terrible conspiracies.

White Emperor's status in the demon clan is too respectful, and he is like a god.

No one would have thought that he would be killed by a conspiracy.

Of course, Chen Changsheng's words can affect the situation between the scenes, and are also related to his identity.

The effect of what the Pope said and what ordinary passers-by said is naturally different.

More importantly, over the past few months, the story of cinnabar elixir has been circulating throughout the continent, and the legend of the pope saving the world with his blood.

Moreover, because of the past, the demon clan had a very good impression of Chen Changsheng and did not believe that he would lie.

Chen Changsheng did not wait for the atmosphere in front of the imperial city to become more complicated, nor did he wait for his own question to wait for answers.

"No one can stop me from seeing His Majesty White Emperor."

He looked at the eyes of the chief of the prefect clan and said seriously: "Unless you kill me."

After saying this, he walked forward.

The imperial city shrouded in the night was very quiet, and his footsteps were very clear.

Thousands of elite cavalry of the demon clan and even the demon clan who were hiding in the night or tearing apart the demon clan's powerful men who appeared, confronted each other silently and nervously.

The same blood was flowing in their bodies, and the same cold sweat was flowing in them.

With Chen Changsheng's footsteps, the atmosphere in the imperial city became more and more tense.

Looking at Chen Changsheng getting closer and closer, the expression of the chief of the Xiang clan became more and more serious.

Looking at Chen Changsheng who was getting farther and farther away, Xiangqiu's face became more and more gloomy.

Chen Changsheng's words may make some people suspicious and even change their attitudes, but they believe that they have enough ability to keep Chen Changsheng.

They can even kill Chen Changsheng.

And they were not afraid to kill Chen Changsheng.

Because they were very angry at this time.

In their opinion, Chen Changsheng was too sinister and did not look like a pope at all, but more like the legendary demon military advisor Black Robe.

How could he use such a shameless lie to frame and slander himself?

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The Red River Demon Guards in front of the Imperial City silently gave way, like a separate tide.

Chen Changsheng walked past the leader of the prime minister and did not look at him.

Looking at this scene, Xiangqiu groaned, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips, and he was actually injured.

Even so, neither he nor his father made any move on Chen Changsheng.

Because the depths of the imperial city in the night are still so quiet, and no sound comes out.

Chen Changsheng walked into the imperial city like this, just like he did the night before.

Back then, he was a young Taoist priest from Xining Town. When he walked into Kyoto, he also had a calm look and a firm expression.

Then, he saw Mrs. Mu.

Under a pear tree in front of a stone hall.

Now is not the time for the pear tree to bloom, but since the pear tree on the observation deck a few days ago was able to bloom, the pear tree at this time is naturally full of flowers.

The night wind blows gently H. I don’t know if it comes from the Luoxing Mountains in the north or the sea in the west.

Countless white flowers fell from the branches, scattered on the ground, and also on her body.

A small white flower fell into her hair without any bias, trembling slightly with the wind, looking very beautiful, and it seemed to be filled with a hint of grief.

Her white dress is very simple and very solemn.

Her pupils were very dark and reflected by the stars, extremely quiet, as if they had their own secrets, and like murderous intent.

Her expression was very indifferent, but there was also a faint sadness hidden.

Is anyone dead?

She wants to be filial?

That uncle named Mu Daxizhou?

Or someone closer?

Or maybe you later?
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