Way of Choices

After coming to Xue's House, Zhou Tong's tone of speech was particularly like an elder, especially when he taught Mrs. Wei.

Standing in Xue's house, he looked relaxed and seemed to be particularly familiar with it, because he did come many times, just like an elder who had returned from business for many years.

In short, it is easy to give people a feeling that here is like Zhou Tong's home.

This makes people very angry, because it is known that the master of Xue Fu was murdered by him ruthlessly and shamelessly.

Xuefu's housekeeper angrily approached the broom and tried to grab the lady from those officials, but was kicked to the ground fiercely.

The servant yelled in panic and ran towards the house.

Xue Furen hurried over and looked at the scene between the scenes, his voice quivered and asked: "Zhou Tong, what exactly do you want to do!"

Zhou Tong stood quietly in the courtroom and looked at the green house in front of his house. Many memories flashed in his mind gradually, and he felt a lot of emotion.

In fact, he didn't know why he came here, what he wanted to do, until he really came here, he realized that he really just wanted to see the last person of that person again.

He looked at Mrs. Xue slowly and said, "I will go on the incense stick."

Mrs. Xue's voice was slightly trembling, but her expression was very firm: "You know this is impossible."

Zhou Tong said indifferently: "This is not something you can decide."

The conspiracy a few days ago, the poison in the medicine bowl, and the corpse exposure outside the official courts were all related to Xue Fu, and had nothing to do with it.

The people in Xue's house can't decide their own life and death and honor and disgrace, they can only desperately accept or wait to be saved.

Today, Xuefu offers sacrifices, and no one dares to come, so who will save the helplessness and despair here?

"Let me give up."

A voice came from outside the door.

Zhou Tong's body stiffened slightly.

The officials of the Qing officials turned their heads together and looked back, thinking that someone was coming?

"What are you guys doing, what are you doing in front of others?"

A voice from the girl immediately followed.

Zhou Tong slowly turned around, looking out the door, his eyes narrowed.

He wanted to disguise his true emotions inside, and because the pictures outside made him feel dazzling.

There were many young people on the street.

Those people have men and women, some have smart eyes, some are honest and honest, some are proud and proud, and some have nervous expressions, but they all have one characteristic, that is, they are very young and full of energy.

Even if there are all kinds of emotions and a hundred temperaments that can't hide the vitality.

These vigor made him feel dazzling, even painful, or because he was old.

In Kyoto, the most popular place for young people and energetic is the Ivy League.

The situation has recently been tense, and the sixth sectary of Qingteng has closed its doors, with one exception: the National College of Education.

Those young people are students of the National College of Education.

Chen Changsheng and Su Moyu stood at the forefront of the crowd.

Looking at the scene, the officials of the Qing Dynasty officials and the eyeliners on the streets representing the forces of all parties were shocked and speechless.

Chen Changsheng really came.

He came to worship Xue Xingchuan.

He came to beat Zhou Tong and the court.

Chen Changsheng walked towards Xue's house, as if he didn't see the officials who were standing in front of him.

The young people of the National College of Education also followed him.

Those officials were stuck in front of Xuefu Gate, and if they did not give way, the two sides could easily collide.

Collision is easy to bring friction.

Increased friction is battle.

The escalation of battle is war.

Will the situation in Kyoto, which has just calmed down, become turbulent again?

Zhou Tong did not speak, so the officials of the Qing officials did not mean to give up.

The students of Guojiao College did not mean to stop, because Chen Changsheng is still moving forward.

Zhou Tong did not expect that Chen Changsheng would suddenly change his mind to come to Xuefu, but what happened?

At least half of the secret force of the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty was in his hands. That was a terrible force.

Chen Changsheng's status is very high, but he has little power, just like now, just standing behind him are some ordinary students of the National College of Education.

Without assuming the position of Pope, he could not mobilize the power of the state religion.

With the National College of Education, how much storm can it cause in Kyoto?

But... Zhou Tong frowned.

What if it is wrong? What if there is an accident? What if those princes want to play against Chen Chang?

Just when he was thinking about these things, the accident had come.

The students of the National College of Education met with the officials of the Qing Dynasty officials, and then there was a collision, followed by a natural curse.

Choking! The sound of Han Dao's sheath appeared particularly clear in front of Xuefu's gate, and he was about to cut off the autumn wind.

The officials of the Qing Dynasty officials did not preemptively attack. Some people pulled out their swords and pulled out their sheaths more to deter those young people.

They did not know that those young people, especially the young girls among them, had been waiting for this opportunity.

"Stop it!" Zhou Tong said in a deep voice.

Those young people will naturally not listen to him.

The officials of the Qing officials wanted to listen to him, and there was no way to listen to him.

More than ten sounds rang loudly on the Long Street.

There are countless clear lights, rising up and down in the autumn mood, poignant and moving.

It was an extremely pure sword and a subtle match.

The cold sword intention, weaved into an invisible net, spilled over to the officials in front of the Xuefu gate.

Zhou Tong himself, in the face of these sword intentions, could only choose to stay aside, let alone those officials.

The sound of muffling sounded, blood burst, and more than ten officials of the Qing Dynasty officials were directly cut by those sword-stained bodies, and then flew.

It was only an instant that the stone lions on both sides of Xue's main entrance were stained with blood, and there were more than ten blood people on the street. The scene looked so bloody.

No one could stand in front of the Xuefu gate, and a large open area appeared.

Chen Changsheng walked in.

Ye Xiaolian and the more than ten elder sisters collected their swords at the same time, stood behind him, and entered the house.

Chen Changsheng walked to Zhou Tong.

There was a metal friction sound all around, and the crossbow was winding.

The situation is tense, but Zhou Tong's expression is calm.

He looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "My future Pope in Zhou Dynasty will rely on the protection of the girls of Saint Virgin Peak. This is really shameful to pass on."

Being able to seriously injure more than ten masters of Qing Dynasty officials in such a short period of time is naturally not the strength of the students of the National College of Education, but the famous Nanxi Zhaijian array.

Chen Changsheng did not speak, the speaker was Ye Xiaolian.

"You court officials, even our little girls can't beat it, that's really shameful."

Zhou Tong does not care, even if Chen Changsheng speaks himself, no matter how humiliating, he can bear.

Because he asked himself very mature, cooked to rotten, the bottom of the **** official robe is full of rotten flesh, never afraid of being stained.

Before His Majesty the Pope returns to Xinghai, he will not give Chen Changsheng any chance or excuse.

Although he is not afraid of Chen Changsheng, it is like those vigor that makes him feel a little dazzling. For the same reason, he is not willing to fight hard with these young people.

Again, he is a very mature power minister and a successful traitor.

However, Chen Changsheng's next two sentences made him unable to maintain silence and inner peace.

Chen Changsheng did not intentionally want to humiliate him, but did want to know the answer.

The calmness and seriousness made Zhou Tong feel that his soul can no longer be seen by others.

Because he could not answer Chen Changsheng's question.

Chen Changsheng said: "After I came to Kyoto, I often heard people say that if you die, only Xue Xingchuan will collect the body for you."

This is a very popular statement on the mainland. Zhou Tong heard it more than once, and his eyes narrowed into a cold line.

Chen Changsheng looked at him and asked seriously: "Now he was killed by you, then who will collect the body for you after your death in the future?"

This is a very simple question.

Only a simple inference is needed to reach a conclusion.

Zhou Tong could not answer.

Because he didn't want that ending.

No one wants to have that ending.

-There is no place to die.

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