Nightfall Chapter 37: Last sentence

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"He said that if you break the jar, you will break it! Hesitation does not fit your personality!"

"He asked why you still didn't betray? When are you going to betray?"

"He said that no matter when you betray, he will always be waiting for you in Chang'an City!"

"He said...you can return home with youth."

"He said... Manjuan poems and books are ecstatic."

"He said...I want to see you, I'm going crazy about it."

There is silence in the Taoist temple, as if it is in the deep winter where everything is gone--yes, the world outside the temple is originally deep winter, but how does this winter spirit enter the temple? —Only Chen Qi’s voice is floating around, the first three sentences are still floating, and the next three are coming again, like the back wave pushing the front wave, tearing through the quiet space and hitting the stone wall full of religious murals Thousands of priests and deacons in the temple that fell to pieces, but splashed, were covered in snow foam and cold invaded.

Ning Que’s words have an iron-like blunt taste, and they seem very frivolous. It is natural to mix in one place, and the academy’s natural thing is-I am waiting for you in Chang'an, and you have to come. This is only logical The result, then it must happen.

The Dao Sect worships Haotian, and the Protestant religion is seriously shaking the foundation of Haotian. No matter what Ye Hongyu does, he cannot resolve this fundamental contradiction between the two parties. Therefore, the Protestant religion will inevitably be destroyed, and Ye Su will inevitably die. If she died then she would betray.

She will betray her sooner or later.

Being late is not as good as early rebellion, because early rebellion may bring life to Ye Su and the Protestant religion.

In fact, many of these people know that Ye Hongyu knows best, but everyone in the Taoist School does not think about it. It seems that the crack in the sun does not exist without looking.

At this moment, Ning Que said a few words that were very rude, and Chen Qi and Youxian perfectly understood his intentions and made him rude at the cost of death. These few words resounded throughout the Xiling Temple.

These few words are that the reckless man is tearing the woman's clothes. He tore off the sacred blood robe he had hidden on his faith, and let the naked truth be exposed under the hot Haotian divine glory.

These few sentences are just questions. He directly pointed out the key points of this question, and even answered it by the way. So the thousands of people in the temple wanted to pretend to be invisible, and they could no longer do it.

The next step is Dao Sect's choice-whether Ye Hongyu rebels or not, no matter when she rebels, Dao Sect must treat her as apostasy.

The head teacher stood behind the ten thousand-foot light curtain, the tall figure did not tremble, but the light curtain suddenly trembled and swung circles of light.

Looking at the shaky light curtain, Yuxian's heart also shook. He and Chen Qi made this decision so they were no longer afraid of death, but it didn't feel good to know that they were dead.

Everyone looked at Ye Hongyu, waiting for her to make a decision, waiting for the first ruling in the history of Xiling Temple to rebel, and waiting for the sect to break.

People have complex emotions, some relief, great anxiety and fear, and curiosity.

—Clearly the crowd was in an uproar, but there was no noise. She was clearly watching but she didn't seem to feel those gazes. She still stood quietly.

What is Ye Hongyu thinking now?

Returning to the hometown with youth? She remembered outside the gate of Mozong Mountain in the depths of the wasteland many years ago, thinking of the iron rope that passed through the clouds and mist, connecting the dead place with reality, remembering the hanging basket under the iron rope, and remembering those inside and outside the basket. Young people.

She squinted slightly and looked at the sky beyond the temple. !

Under that sky is the State of Song. Tang Xiaotang should be there right now, beside his brother. Long Qing has disappeared for so many days, and he should have been there.

She is in charge of the ruling temple. Although there is no way to control Longqing, Hengmu and others, she can track the whereabouts of the other party, but the two places are too far apart. If you want to rescue, I am afraid it is too late.

Who else was in the hanging basket under the iron rope when it passed through the clouds? In addition to Ning Que, there is also Mo Shanshan, the former bookworm, and now the queen of the Great River Kingdom, where is this time?

Ye Hongyu smiled slightly, not knowing what he thought of, with some deep meaning.

The young men and women of the year have now become extraordinary people. She is the youngest judge in the history of Xiling Temple. Ning Que has become the spokesperson of the Academy and the Tang Dynasty, and he is now strong. Attack yourself.

Yes, she knew very well that the six sentences that seemed to be floating in the hall at this time were the dark iron knife in Ning Que's hand. The first three lines followed by three lines were thrilling.

"I always thought that Ning Que was a shame to the college."

Ye Hongyu finally spoke, breaking the silence that made the entire temple feel depressed and painful, and what she said obviously exceeded everyone's expectations.

"Because his structure is too small, he always likes to target every specific person and specific matter. Of course, his method is really good. If he is replaced by another person, he will probably be pushed to this position. I can only rebel with the tide."

The hall is extremely quiet.

She smiled gradually, and said with a frosty face: "But I am no other person, I am Ye Hongyu."

"He hopes to break my heart with these words? I hate those demented scholars the most in my life. I feel sick when I hear these words. How can I hear them?"

"If Qingshan does not come, I will be Qingshan? No, I have never been such a person. If he doesn't come, why should I just go to him? Let him die."

She looked at Chen Qi and said blankly.

Is it right or save?

Chen Qi didn't understand, and he didn't understand why he failed.

Ye Hongyu's face is so beautiful, his expression is so calm, as if he hadn't heard Ning Que's words at all, as if he didn't care about Ye Su's life and death in Song State.

Why?

Chen Qi stared at her perfect face, looking very seriously, his own face gradually paled, and there seemed to be wildfire burning in his eyes, turning his soul into courage.

He hasn't given up yet, because Ning Que still has a word.

When leaving the city of Chang'an, Ning Que asked very solemnly not to tell the other person until the moment of despair or the last moment.

Chen Qi didn't know the meaning of that sentence, but from Ning Que's attitude, he knew that the sentence must be a winner and loser, and it must be useful, so why not use it?

"Ning Que said a word at the end."

Chen Qi stared at Ye Hongyu's eyes and said.

Ye Hongyu looked indifferent.

"That person... is Xiong Chumo."

Chen Qi's voice was a bit hoarse, not because of lack of water, but because of tension, because of excessive force, because of blood in his throat.

This sentence has no head or tail. There are thousands of priests and deacons in the temple. No one can understand what it means. That person is Xiong Chumo? who? Who is Xiong Chumo?

Chen Qi didn't understand it himself, and those outsiders naturally didn't.

In the temple, in the crowd, only two people understand the meaning of this sentence.

Because those two people were the parties in that year.

The Wanzhang light curtain no longer shakes, and the figure of the head teacher gradually becomes deeper.

Ye Hongyu stood in front of the light curtain, his expression gradually deepening. To be continued.

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