A person standing at the top of this river and lake once said that there are only two possibilities for the sudden rise from an obscure little person and then standing at the height of the attention of thousands of people.

Either catch up with an era, or catch up with a grudge, the former needs means, the latter needs means more, and the appearance of someone breaks such an invisible rule.

This eagle from the north broke the rules, but it dodged the muzzle of the hunter, and all this eagle became the enemy of this entire forest, this man is named Luo Qingcang, a man who has really captured this era.

The Mercedes-Benz S400 that was still speeding down, and the four people in the car fell into a deep silence, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they have their own ghosts.

If nothing else, tomorrow afternoon, we will arrive in the capital, and at that time, everything will be broken, because this is a lie that can be easily exposed, and before this Jianghu is exposed, it seems that there are many, many things that can be done.

Li Panruo, who was sitting in the co-pilot, made a look at Ma Wenrou through the rearview mirror, but moved away instantly, I don't know why, he felt a little strangeness on Ma Wenrou at this moment, he didn't ask Ma Wenrou how he did all this, and Ma Wenrou also didn't ask why he appeared in the Drum Tower.

In my memory, Ma Wenrou has undergone three huge changes, the first time is after Wei Jiu's death, the second time is two years later, and the third time is now, which makes Li Banruo completely unable to distinguish, which one is the real Ma Wenrou, and he has really not changed from beginning to end?

He suddenly had such a doubt in his heart.

The silence was interrupted by Luo Qingcang in the back seat, and he said to Li Panruo: "What brought you to this grudge?

Li Panruo's thoughts were interrupted, he listened, did not deny it, but muttered again: "It's not just because of him, but also those who have fallen, the ninth master, the fifth brother... They were still watching from the ground, and if I didn't straighten my back, I wouldn't have the shame to go down to see them. ”

It seemed that this was the first time he called the man a fifth brother.

Luo Qingcang's face suddenly appeared with a smile, this was not like the expression of a dying person, it was a relieved smile, and he said while smiling: "A long, long time ago, I also met a man who looked like Wei Jiu, but his fate was much worse than Wei Jiu, from that time on, I really knew such a Jianghu, Li Panruo, I have been out of the mountain for seventeen years, I have seen too many things, and I have never had a real defeat, I can't imagine that this time, I lost to you, is this considered a creation?"

In this way, this big man who stands at the top of the capital can no longer be famous, is digging out his heart and lungs with such a gangster, perhaps in Luo Qingcang's opinion, Li Panruo is far more commendable than those who are in high positions.

Li Panruo lowered his head and didn't answer, he just thought that he couldn't live if he entered Beijing.

"If this lie is exposed, will the Emperor Nine Mansion also collapse randomly. Li Panruo raised his head again and said.

"Yes, maybe not, if you can also stand at that height, the Dijiu Mansion will not fall, if you die, then Jupu wants to destroy the Dijiu Mansion, all it takes is a small thought. Luo Qingcang said, seemingly not caring at all what kind of ambition this remark gave Li Banruo.

No one responded, the distance was still full of fog, and the blood song of the rivers and lakes was still playing.

The capital has become a battlefield, Luo Qingcang's Deadpool led by Zhuge Dan, began a campaign that has nothing to do with the position, under the chaos, the fate of countless people has been forcibly distorted, people are falling all the time, and people are rising all the time.

In the panic of the people, it seems that the martial arts hall far away from the rivers and lakes, the sky is about to dawn, Liu Aoyang has been standing in the courtyard all night, here, Liu Aoyang seems to be able to hear the war in the entire capital, this is a fight without any bottom line, very similar to the past.

At the entrance of the courtyard, I don't know when a thin and rugged figure with a fear of heights appeared, and it was also just an old man.

The old man who had been holding a coin in his hand was named Su Baosen.

"Sixteen years ago, Sun Jianfeng once said to me that there is no Su family in the capital, and he is only half right in this sentence, the Su family, it seems that there are still people, and you are not alone. Liu Aoyang spoke, he looked at Su Baosen, as if he had returned to many years ago, with endless emotion.

"The last backbone of the Su family, have you seen it?" said Su Baosen.

"I've seen it, but in the end I didn't even get my name, but that spine is still straight, he is very much like his father, and he is also very similar to Chen Tianshi, but it doesn't look like you, Mr. Su, do you think it's a pity?" Liu Aoyang said, although this old man is one of the three major martial artists in the capital at the moment, although he stands at the peak of the capital's martial arts, but in the face of this old man who is older than him, his face is full of respect.

Perhaps in the old man's most glorious time, he was just a newborn calf who looked up at the sky and did not dare to think about how far the world was from him.

"Times have changed, this time, maybe this Jianghu will lose even worse, no matter how you say back then, there are still the three great martial artists in the capital standing on the side of the rivers and lakes, but unfortunately Liu Scissors died in Yanzitai, Chen Tiansi died in Xing'anling with infamy, Luo Wenhe died in a small alley that no one cared about, and then there is a fairy Murong Fu, who is also my master with Chen Tianshi, and now what is it? Today's three major martial artists in the capital, you don't dare to stand on the bright side for the sake of such an ancestor left by the martial arts, Sun Jianfeng has already retired, and a few apprentices can't be scattered on the stage, Zhao Wutong has already stood on the other side of the bridge, but the only thing that came out was Luo Qingcang, who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, do you think this is ironic?" Su Baosen said, looking back on the history of these decades ago, only let him write it down, and there were only so many people.

Liu Aoyang was silent, maybe he didn't know how to speak.

"But anyway, in this era, there are still the three of you standing on top of the rivers and lakes, and there are not a few people in the rivers and lakes who are your opponents, but in the next twenty years, who can stand on the top of the rivers and lakes with a straight backbone? Aoyang, have you ever thought that this is a very desperate thing, it took five generations to take such a few steps in this river and lake, and it only took one generation to retreat back as it was, how do you face the martyrs below?" Su Baosen said, not like complaining about Liu Aoyang, but like complaining about himself.