Way of Choices

(The chapter name has nothing to do with thirty-six, it has nothing to do with the famous screenwriter, it is purely fun, and I really think that Chen Changsheng and Tang Tang are 6...

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The National College of Education has a long history, earlier than the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty. There are countless large trees, and even some ancient trees have been around for thousands of years.

A lot of ancient trees were destroyed in the **** incident 20 years ago, but more trees survived, especially the woods near the palace are lush and extremely deep. When he first entered the National College of Education, Chen Changsheng paid attention to this forest, and then did not know how many mornings he spent here and how many swords he practiced.

He knew these trees were hard and the stubble was naturally hard, but he still felt a little weird.

That thing is hard, but the edges are not sharp, but rather smooth, like it has been polished.

He looked back and found a pit deep about the length of the tree where the tree was broken.

The leaves cover the dark sky, and there are snow and dust in the pit. It is difficult to see what is inside.

So before it breaks, there must be a tree hole.

The thing he touched in his right hand was in this pit.

In other words, that thing has been inserted in the tree hole before.

Chen Changsheng was not sure what that thing was.

The sword of Shangxing Zhou arrived.

The sword of Changchun Guan, with the purest but never mild meaning, cut off the cold wind and fell towards his chest.

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When the firm went to Chen Changsheng, Xu Yourong also went to the National College of Education.

Wang Zhice pointed out again.

The breeze by the lake was not chaotic, and no sharp sounds sounded, as if nothing had happened.

But in fact, between the National College of Education and Baicao Garden, an invisible barrier appeared again.

At this time, Xu Yourong made a very strange move.

She raised her left hand and tapped her finger into the void.

Snapped.

A soft sound.

It was like one of the most vulnerable blisters was pierced by the most delicate hair.

The invisible barrier disappeared.

Xu Yourong finally entered the National College of Education.

Her face was white, and a very thin blood stain appeared on the corners of her lips.

Wang Zhicai did not use fingering, but created a star picker when he was studying in an old residence in Donglin Lane.

He did not expect that Xu Yourong was able to take over this style, which surprised him a little.

What surprised him even more was that after Xu Yourong came to the National College of Education, he didn't look at him again, but looked at the pair of disciples in the woods.

The breeze is slightly approaching, the white offering is floating, the bow is in hand, and the arrow is in the string, ready to fire.

The situation became extremely tense.

She is going to stop the business boat with a wuji arrow, won't Wang Zhi's strategy stop her? Or did she believe that someone would stop Wang's policy?

who's that person?

Naturally, it cannot be Tang 36.

He was made by Wang Zhicai and has become a statue by the lake.

Unable to turn his neck, he could not see what was happening in the woods, and could only look at the lake and the sky.

The snow is no longer falling, but the clouds are not scattered, which obscures the sky and makes Kyoto appear extremely dark.

At the beginning, he complained, shouting that God is blind.

At this time, he was just praying for Chen Changsheng, hoping that God would quickly open his eyes.

Suddenly, there was a clear voice in the woods.

A flash of light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

A mouth appeared in the clouds.

The sky falls from there, like a waterfall, extremely beautiful.

Tang Thirty-six thought, shocked, who really opened his eyes?

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Like the dragon body of the black mountain range, it slowly rises and falls behind the clouds, bringing up countless winds.

After leaving the National College of Education, Xiao Heilong did not stay away, but quietly dived here, always ready to break through the clouds.

If Chen Changsheng is really in danger, she doesn't care about the rules of the game. As for the referee... she has long wanted to fight with him.

Yunhai rolled up suddenly, tearing a gap.

She looked at the ground in surprise.

She saw the streets in Kyoto, the Tianshuling, and the imperial palace.

Finally, she saw the National College of Education.

There is a dark forest at the border between the State College and the Royal Palace.

The forest suddenly became brighter.

Not because of the sky light falling from the sky, but because of a sword light.

More than a dozen broken trees were arranged in a straight line, pointing to the deepest part of the woods.

The half-truncated trees that once existed there have disappeared and disappeared into countless bark and broken wood, suspended in the air quietly.

Suspended with the bark and broken wood, there is the light snow that began to fall this morning and the lake water that fell like a heavy rain not long ago.

There are two figures in the middle of this bizarre picture.

The Shangxing Boat stood in front of Chen Changsheng, and the Dao Jian had already fallen.

Chen Changsheng didn't die because he had an extra sword in his hand.

It was this sword that blocked the sword of Shangxing Zhou.

Chen Changsheng still uses a stupid sword.

This trick was regarded by Su Li as the world's first defensive sword and had saved Chen Changsheng's life countless times.

Just in Zhou Yuan, Chen Changsheng also relied on this trick to escape many times in a row.

But this time, Chen Changsheng was not cut off.

His left foot was deeply sunk into the ground, stable as if it had taken root.

This is originally a swordsmanship, and only with a sword can you truly show your true subtlety and power!

The question is, where did this sword come from?

No one has time to think about this issue.

There was a clear whistle, resounding through the snow forest.

The merchant's boat lane sleeves flutter, and the sword rises and falls again.

Wind and snow followed.

The silhouette of the merchant bank disappeared.

Countless sword lights appeared.

There were sword marks everywhere in the woods.

Suddenly quiet.

Chen Changsheng met with his sword.

Qiang! Qiang!

Qiang! Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!

Dozens of crisp Jianming suddenly sounded around him.

In such a short period of time before, the Shangzhou Zhou actually produced dozens of swords!

These swords are falling so fast that even the sound of the two swords is too late to spread!

But these swords were caught by Chen Changsheng!

He raised his sword and raised his eyebrows.

His left knee was slightly bent.

He stood on the spot.

He was motionless.

Regardless of how mysterious and mysterious the sword is, the sword's intent is unpredictable. I just put the sword horizontally, and my heart sank, so I hid in a small building and unified it.

This is the real sword domain!

It's just how long can he sustain under the stormy attack of a business firm?

Even if he possesses the perfect sword domain and star domain, and possesses an unimaginably abundant true element, he cannot support him like this forever.

What's more, what kind of person is Shangxing Zhou? He who practises thousands of ways, who knows what horrible means are hidden in his sleeves?

Chen Changsheng is not prepared to leave such opportunities for his master.

At some unpredictable moment, but knew it existed in advance, he preempted the sword.

A sword illuminates the forest.

This sword is unimaginable, like real lightning.

The sword is very shallow, but it is not simple. It seems that the fish in the stream is in front of the eyes, but it is difficult to reach out.

The trajectory of this sword is extremely mysterious to the extreme, and there is a sense of unpredictability!

The sword pierced three pieces of bark in a row, cut a few pieces of broken wood, and bypassed from his left hand side, seemingly inadvertently stabbed into the wind and snow.

There was a muffled noise somewhere, and the snow was slightly chaotic.

The merchant boat appeared on the snow outside a few feet away, with a tear in the sleeve.

Chen Changsheng stood upright, holding the sword in his hand, and looked at him quietly.

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