The starlight of Xiaoxinganling was pressed down, and there was such an uninvited guest in front of the small grave bag buried in the mountains and forests, this was a man who looked like a great man, wearing a black coat and a mink hat on his head, and was wiping the backlog of snow on the grave stele with his big hands.

"Old man, I haven't seen you for many years, don't come unharmed. The man sat cross-legged in the snow, and took out a box of big yellow dragon from his arms, an old cigarette that has long been found now, and has long disappeared from the market.

"You haven't smoked this cigarette since you left the capital for all these years, old man, your mouth is hard enough, just call me like that in the past seventeen years, it's not how much you want. The man lit one, and instead of smoking it, he stuck it in the snow, and then he lit another one himself, and took two deep breaths, bitter, full of bitterness, a taste that some old smoking guns couldn't get used to.

"You often say to me, good people are hard to be, bad people are easy to become, those who are dedicated to goodness, there will always be a day to fall at the feet of the vicious people, at that time I thought it was true, now it seems that such a bad person, it is not easy to be at all, when you let me go, at that time, you should have guessed my mind, so I will let me grow freely, embark on such a road of no return, vicious old things, you ruined my life, and harmed too many people. The man spoke intermittently, finished one cigarette, and then lit a second one.

"To be honest, this generation can't step on it, this breath still has to be held, but the next generation, how many can remember such a grievance? ”

The second cigarette was smoked again, and the man sitting cross-legged finally got up, and at this moment behind him, I don't know when a one-armed man had been standing for a long time, and there was some snow on his body.

"Li Jindiao, do you think I am a good person or a bad person. The man of great stature turned to the one-armed man.

"Good people. The one-armed man with a gloomy face slowly spat out such a word.

One sentence made the originally depressed man laugh, as if he had finally heard the sentence he was looking forward to, and then said: "I'm afraid that in the whole world of rivers and lakes, you are the only one who will say that." ”

"If you die, then you must be a good person, but now you are still alive, so you are destined to be a bad person, and the things in you can't be washed away by jumping into the Yellow River. Li Jindiao said, lighting a cigarette with his only remaining arm, and his movements were not at all noticeably sluggish.

"I didn't plan to be a good person, nor did I plan to jump into the Yellow River to wash away that little bit of nothing, Li Jindiao, now the good people are quietly buried in such a place, and the bad people are standing tall in the bureau, do you say I plan to be a good person, or a bad person?" said the majestic man, not happy or sad, and some people doubted the authenticity of his words.

The one-armed man didn't react, so he smoked such a cigarette carefully, and then muttered, "I'm a little curious, what kind of deal did you reach with Jupu." ”

"If I tell you everything now, you will definitely kill me, because your current position is different from everyone's. The man said, glancing at the two black Mercedes-Benz G63s parked on the road up the mountain, with a playful expression, he knew very well that any unusual behavior he made at this moment would kill him in this inaccessible place.

"Luo Qingcang, you are an out-and-out madman, do you think Jupu will make an equal deal with you? You are just a chess piece, understand?" the one-armed man said a little restlessly, his expression a little more angry.

"Li Jindiao, why aren't you a madman? You have been hiding in Jupu for so many years, aren't you just waiting for such a day, not to mention that you have no intersection with the Crusaders. The man who had gone through that turmoil but left behind a rotten life said to the one-armed man in front of him with a sneer.

Li Jindiao's face was extremely gloomy, his eyes were already full of murderous aura at this moment, and he said word by word: "Jupu asked me to monitor your every move, just based on what you said just now, I can completely kill you, how long can you swim in my hands now?"

"Kill me, you are reluctant, do you think that if I die, Jupu will let you go, as for why I sent you to spy on me, the real purpose is nothing more than to spy on the two of us at the same time, Jupu doesn't believe you, when you took refuge in the past, it is still the case, in such a special period, Jupu will never let you have freedom, so Li Jindiao, now we are grasshoppers on a rope. Luo Qingcang did not shy away from saying, maybe he knew more than anyone else about the retreat disciple of Liu Scissors in front of him, so he said such a thing.

"Luo Qingcang, no matter what you say, I won't believe you. The one-armed man said with an indifferent expression, obviously not being bewitched by Luo Qingcang's words.

Luo Qingcang laughed disappreciatively, and then said: "Li Jindiao, I have seen a certain ending, and in this ending, you will definitely be a dead person." ”

"In the dark, there is a certain number, although I can't escape such a game, Luo Qingcang, you don't want to get out of the whole body, just with you now, you can't set off any storms. Li Jindiao spared no effort to respond to Luo Qingcang, and the two were like two natural enemies.

"Now, my chips are not on me at all, even if I died in Jupu a few days ago, I have no complaints, my play, but I can sing it here, next, whether I plan to sing back to the horse gun or sing Dou E's injustice, it has nothing to do with me. Luo Qingcang looked from this mountain to a more distant direction, this eagle from the icy and snowy land in the north, after pursuing his life's fate, seemed to have finally found his home.

"Luo Qingcang, in this Jianghu, who else can be more qualified for the opportunity to declare war against Pu, only you are the most suitable person. Li Jindiao said, I don't know if it's praise or praise for Luo Qingcang.

Perhaps in the process of being an enemy of Luo Qingcang all his life, after years of continuous polishing, and after seeing through a little more human warmth, Li Jindiao's hatred for Luo Qingcang has long been far less than appreciation.

Maybe the reason why he sneered at the Luo Qingcang in front of him was not only because of the grievances back then, but also because he was disappointed in Luo Qingcang.

Luo Qingcang didn't answer directly, he just put his hands behind his back, his expression was extraordinarily serious, so serious that it was like a statue that had been weathered for thousands of years, he faced this great river and mountain speechlessly, and after a long time, he finally spoke: " Any play is good, but don't sing such a one-man show, that play, Master Zu has sung, Liu Scissors has sung, Chen Tianshi has also sung, if I Luo Qingcang sings again, it will be a bit embarrassing, the face of this Jianghu is only a little bit left, and finally in my hands, then I am the sinner who is rebellious, Li Jindiao, don't say that you don't have such a river and lake in your heart, in your heart, I am afraid that it is not more important than life, but we are more or less defeated at the feet of Jupu, you are defeated by grievances, I am defeated by the demon barrier in my heart, now we only need to watch the wind rise and fall in such a position。 ”

Li Jindiao's expression also became serious with Luo Qingcang's words, and he finally asked: "What kind of deal did you reach with Jupu to save your life?" ”

"In my hands, I still have what I want most, and if I die, then I will never get it. Luo Qingcang said, looking extremely unfathomable, not at all like a prisoner.

"What? Three-character sword? As far as I know, the three-character sword is now in the hands of a woman. Li Jindiao said without thinking.

"I don't have anything as superficial. Luo Qingcang said, ignoring the doubts on Li Jindiao's face, and walked down the mountain, so far, he didn't turn his head to look at the small tomb.

Perhaps, this eagle finally has anger in his heart.