青青狠狠噜天天噜日日噜

Edited by: Michyrr

’So it was you’ was a sentence that was easy to understand. However, the following sentence, ’So it wasn’t you’, seemed rather more inexplicable, the connection between the two hard to decipher.

Any other person would probably be baffled and think Chusu was insane, but Xu Yourong understood what he meant. She faintly smiled, saying nothing.

The smile on Chusu’s face also faded as he earnestly said to her, "We truly do share a rather deep fate."

His stench began to spread over the shattered mountain, as unpleasant as his raspy voice, making one want to vomit.

Chusu was the freak of the Longevity Sect while Xu Yourong was the Holy Maiden of South Stream Temple.

The Longevity Sect and South Stream Temple were closely connected. If one truly wanted to talk about fate and Dao, it would be a very long story.

Xu Yourong was not in the mood to listen to a story and Chusu did not have the time.

The ground slightly shook as scattered red rocks bounced on the grassland.

A dense collection of red lights appeared on the edge of the grassland, appearing like a sprinkling of blood.

These were the red eyes of monsters.

Several hundred monsters had surrounded the mountain under the cover of darkness.

"I can’t beat you."

Chusu shrilly said to Xu Yourong, "But now I have many subordinates. Are you afraid?"

Just like he had said to the Golden-winged Great Peng, he had no teacher, relatives, fellow disciples, friends, or even a master.

He was the sole member of his species, and he was also malicious.

When he came to this grassland, he suddenly had many loyal subordinates. He was very unfamiliar with this feeling, but he enjoyed it.

He felt like he was the sovereign of this grassland, that an army would march with the wave of his hand.

He wanted to show off to Xu Yourong.

The Earth Monkey crawled to his side, its head lowered and its body trembling, seemingly out of fear.

Chusu felt very proud.

Xu Yourong calmly gazed at him in pity.

Chusu was very angry.

But he was not in time to order the monsters to attack.

The cry of a crane rose up from far off in the night sky.

The monsters raised their heads, so overcome with fear that they seemed to turn into statues.

The Golden-winged Great Peng opened its eyes to glance at the night sky. Upon sensing that familiar Qi, it turned its head to look over in absolute contempt.

She’s not even married yet, yet you let him ride you every day. Have you no shame?

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In the drifting breeze, the White Crane landed amongst the debris.

A light blue robe, tightly bound black hair, and a simple ebony hairtie to hold it together.

Several years had passed, but not much had changed. Chen Changsheng was still dressed very simply and it was hard to associate him with the image of a Pope.

Chen Changsheng’s appearance caused the entire world to fall silent.

The monsters fearfully and carefully began to retreat, not even daring to rustle the grass.

Perhaps it was because his Daoist robe was covered in the scent of a Black Frost Dragon, but also perhaps because some ancient monsters seemed to be paying him respect.

The fundamental reason for their silence was Chusu’s silence.

He had been staring at Chen Changsheng’s face the entire time. After staring for a very long time, he suddenly shouted, "It’s also not you!"

Chen Changsheng replied, "Yes, it’s not me."

Upon receiving confirmation, Chusu was in a fine mood and found it hard to suppress his laughter.

"HAHAHAHA!

"It really isn’t you!

"I was just saying that it couldn’t possibly be you!"

He pointed at Chen Changsheng’s face and laughed, tears streaming from his cheeks.

Chusu was so agitated that he had lost control of himself, because his mood right now was very complicated.

He had noticed how Chen Changsheng had changed over these last few years.

Star radiance was flickering in each one of his one hundred and eight Qi openings, while sword intent seemed to hover between existence and nonexistence beneath his blue robe.

What did this mean?

This meant that he was only half a step from the Divine Domain.

Was there anyone in history that was as young as Chen Changsheng and yet so close to the Divine Domain?

Chen Xuanba?

Yes, that person was not Chen Changsheng.

But the current Chen Changsheng was already someone he could not defeat.

Chusu decided to flee.

He laughed so outrageously so that he could conceal his true intentions.

The laughter suddenly stopped as his gray wings of flesh burst through the air, his stench exploding outward in the breeze.

Chusu fled underground.

If Xu Yourong’s reaction was a little slow, she would not be able to catch up to him, not even if she ignited her Phoenix flames.

This was borne out in reality.

Chusu vanished.

Xu Yourong did not pursue.

In the darkness, the shattered mountain and grassland were equally pitch-black.

A very faint strand of spiritual sense floated in the wind.

This spiritual sense had been left behind intentionally by Chusu for the Earth Monkey.

He had spent the last few years living together with the Earth Monkey and had already gotten used to its existence. He had raised it like a dog, so even at the most dangerous of moments, he did not want to throw it away.

Suddenly, the ground several li away bulged up several zhang.

Under the starlight, the green blanket of grass was torn up and black dirt was sent flying.

Whoosh.

A figure was spit out of the earth like a stone, flying several dozen zhang into the sky.

After a moment, that person crashed to the ground and groaned.

Based on the voice, it was Chusu.

Just what had happened?

Chusu was very perplexed.

Shock and fear mixing in his mind, he lowered his head and noticed that something had bitten off half of the sole of his left foot.

He then felt a chill and pain from behind him. Moving his spiritual sense, he noticed that the old wounds on his wings of flesh from his battle with Xu Yourong had been torn open again!

Fear would intensify one’s pain. Chusu felt like the pain from these two places was making his head go numb. Unable to control himself, he screamed.

"Who! Who ambushed me!"

A rustling noise echoed over the grassland.

It was not wind blowing through the grass, or dragon serpents digging into the ground. It was the sound of fur chafing against the grass.

The Earth Monkey used its forelegs to crawl to the base of the pile of earth and began to spit.

Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah!

The Earth Monkey’s spit contained both blood and flesh.

"It was you?"

Chusu was struck dumb by this sight. The Earth Monkey’s thin figure seemed to become that of a devil.

He did not understand why it would betray him after having coexisted for so long. Even if his temper was normally rather poor, was there any need to demand his death?

The Earth Monkey turned to glance at Chusu.

Chusu felt like he was seeing a terrifying smile in this monster’s eyes.

At this moment, Chen Changsheng finally spoke. "Enough."

The Earth Monkey stood and ran back to Chen Changsheng, after which it turned to glance at Chusu once more.

Only now did Chusu realize that the Earth Monkey was no cripple. It could stand up straight and walk!

He had known that he had been raising a fake dog, but it was only today that he realized that everything had been fake.

The mental pain from being played with and tricked was even greater than the pain from his wounds.

"It was all your doing?"

He furiously howled at Chen Changsheng, "I’m going to kill you!"

As the wind intensified and a stench rose to the heavens, the grass was dyed black while red stones rustled down from the mountain.

The tattered black garment flapped in the wind.

Awe-inspiring sword intent suddenly appeared and sliced apart the starlight.

Several streams of blood shot through the air.