A pound of spirits, if you can forget these worldly things, what if you can drink them all, if you can give up the heart of dragging mud and water, what if you can drink hundreds of catties?

Yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles.

Zhao Kuang rushed up to meet the enemy, as if he wanted to make a last sad song for the fallen Qian Guozhong, although their group of people looking up at the sky will always be insignificant little people, but it is precisely because they are at the same height that the sky they see is the same color. It is said that this world is very big, but these people who have been played with by life have changed their appearance, and they have seen the end of their lives, as if their lives are few, so that they don't know how to struggle, but they firmly believe that there will be those landscapes that they have never seen before, and they are moving forward with them.

A road that is not too long, it has been walked in various ways, Zhao Kuang threw off the burden on his body, there was only one shrub in his eyes, and his body could no longer find any consciousness, as if he was playing a game that did not belong to him, like an out-of-body soul, and sure enough, the body was the largest shell of the soul.

How to break through?

Only war!

Now Zhao Kuangchao thinks so, and even tears up this world that has seen the end but has been giving others unexpected.

Maybe Zhao Kuang can't break this Hongmen, but at least he doesn't need the tragic horse leather shroud, if you know, how many years has the story of this Hongmen been buried, and who will be the one who will unravel it? Nobody knows.

The fists and feet passed by, the two heads collided together, the adrenaline hormones made them forget the pain, every punch and every kick stimulated their fighting spirit, hugging one of the legs of the bush, Zhao Kuangran gritted his teeth and fell out directly, and the bush flew up directly in the air, fell heavily to the domineering line, and knocked the car door out of a big hole.

Instead of standing up, Shrub sat on the ground against the cart, blood streaming from the corners of her mouth, and smiled, even though her teeth were blood-red.

"Was it me who killed him, or was it this era? Or is it the woman of nothingness? Bush laughed loudly, laughing unscrupulously, even though he was not Zhao Kuangchao's opponent at all.

Zhao Kuangran knelt down slowly, his body was frozen like water, and he looked at Qian Guozhong not far away, no matter how fierce they fought, Qian Guozhong couldn't stand up.

"Old man, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, we've all been put together in this era." Bush coughed violently, as if to cough out what little conscience he had.

Qian Chengwei has a gloomy face, it is really terrifying under the street lamp, but it is only horror, it is more about understanding the desolation that people can see, it is a kind of desolation that is difficult to hide, Qian Guozhong died in the hands of Qian Chengwei, it doesn't seem like a big joke, or the saddest joke in the game of life.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see." Celadon looked at this fixed number from a distance, and it seemed that there was nothing to change, but when he left, he glanced at Zhao Kuangchao with a blurred face, and fortunately the street lamps were dim, otherwise the celadon who was expecting Zhao Kuangran's own figure would definitely be disappointed.

The man in the suit drove without saying a word, as if he had just watched a drama, and he didn't even think about the aftertaste.

"If you are against Zhao Kuangchao just now, how sure are you?" Celadon was in the back seat, looking at the Hongmen Pass in the distance.

"It's hard to say, he doesn't use his real skills, if he can drink two more catties, I may not be able to bear it." The man said in a deep voice, thinking about Zhao Kuang's appearance of the god blocking and killing the god and the Buddha just now, he seemed to be smiling, but the smile was very shallow.

"It's really a demon, if you can beat you at a young age, when you are at the peak of ten or twenty years, don't you have to fight with those real big tyrants?" Celadon opened his mouth in surprise, although he said this, he was only surprised for a moment, and his expression returned to his expression after speaking.

"Demons? This is the era when there is no shortage of demons, there are big owls behind the big owls, and more are hidden in the end, an era of never-ending outsiders and outsiders, there may be a few people who climb to the height of slander, but often it doesn't last for ten or twenty years, such people I have seen in my life, no more than one hand. The man seemed to sigh a little, but all his thoughts were on driving.

Celadon huddled in the back seat with his legs in his arms, as if he was asleep, but his heart was flooded with a weak woman's feelings that should not be overflowing, and the expectation of the pinnacle of an era, but that exciting future is indispensable to the bones of the so-called demons.

"Back then, did you know what that woman really looked like?" Qian Chengwei said one word at a time, and his voice was extremely penetrating, as if it instantly pierced the hearts of everyone present.

What happened back then? Zhao Kuangchao didn't know, or maybe he knew, but there was nothing important about it now.

"Old man, blame me too, crow's mouth, I didn't expect it to really work once, and I really hid it for a lifetime." Bush smiled, but it was a smile that made people laugh.

Qian Chengwei silently put down Qian Guozhong in his arms, his body trembled violently, Guan Tingyun hurriedly went up to help, this time Qian Chengwei did not refuse, just passed by Douzi, walked a few steps and stopped: "Should I save you back then?" ”

Bush Zi was as if he had been struck by lightning, and even the crazy Zhao Kuang was not afraid, so his expression was stiff to the extreme, and he watched Qian Chengwei being helped away by Guan Tingyun.

"Old man, what is it that has kept you hidden for the rest of your life? Is it really so difficult to let go of that so-called dignity once in a while? Bush muttered, patted the dust off his body, and slowly stood up, his heart ached, sometimes words are more deadly than any knife and gun.

"What the hell are you hiding?" Zhao Kuangran was a little puzzled, as if this farce was not as simple as he imagined.

"Do you really think the old man would do something to a woman?" Shrub sneered.

Qi Donghai frowned and said, "What do you mean by this?" ”

"What do you mean? Isn't it clear to you? It was the woman who went to the old man to make a deal, she could leave Qian Guozhong, but she asked for five million, and the old man gave it, but she didn't expect that she had an accident as soon as she stepped out of the Qian family before, and it was also providential. Bush said coldly, as if he was telling the most abstract and unworthy story in the world.

Zhao Kuang was stunned, looked at Qian Guozhong again, and became logical, but Qian Guozhong, who has been tortured by this qiē for twelve years, what should be used to describe it? Sorrowful? Zhao Kuangran didn't know, and he didn't want to know, and felt that this was the biggest insult to Qian Guozhong.

"Why don't you explain?" Qi Donghai is not calm, and the more he sees this world, the deeper the injury will be.

"There has never been more and more description, not more and more clearly, the old man knows this, and he also wants to leave the best woman in the world for Qian Guozhong, he would rather lose a qiē, but he really lost a qiē, even so, the old man is not willing to compromise, the Qian family is mostly stubborn." Guan Zi carried Qian Guozhong's corpse and whispered something in his mouth, Zhao Kuang didn't hear it clearly, and Qi Donghai didn't hear it, they were just caught in a story and couldn't extricate themselves.

Zhao Kuang watched the irrigation leave, and saw a gorgeous red on Qian Guozhong's neck, not blood, but rouge, from a woman who died twelve years ago, why is there a man and a woman in this world, there are bland and thrilling, there are ruthless and unrighteous and the sea is rotten, Zhao Kuangchao seems to understand a little bit, but he doesn't dare to say nonsense, for fear of touching something, no matter how he understands, his neck has already been dyed with that moving red.

"Gone." Qi Donghai let out a sigh, or exhaled for the past twelve years, wanting to scold something, but he didn't know what to scold, so he had to accumulate this resentment like knowledge, which was a little ridiculous, but it was actually so.

The Ford Cobra was speeding wildly, but it couldn't catch up with the time that had passed, the atmosphere in the car was extremely bad, Qi Donghai broke the deadlock and said: "Do you want Qian Hai?" ”

Zhao Kuang shook his head, looking at the prosperity of Beijing from afar, a little creepy, it seems that this city, the bones are more dazzling than this bright lights, with countless ambitions, but they have all become a handful of ashes.

"You can't let Qian Hai fend for himself like this, right?" Qi Donghai felt a little pity and said, he was not greedy, and he was not stupid.

"You want you to take over, I don't want to make trouble, you are not afraid of trouble, kill two birds with one stone, tomorrow I will leave Beijing, if you can, help me take care of a woman and a child." Zhao Kuang frowned and said, as if he smelled the conspiracy in Qi Donghai's language, he didn't like intrigue, let alone at this time.

"A sea of money is only worth the price of a woman and a child?" Qi Donghai hit the nail on the head, the so-called things gather people in groups, what he has seen, there is no so-called clean and carefree people, who doesn't get involved in a little trouble?

"It's not worth it, it's never worth it, I want a promise from you." Zhao Kuang said lightly, maybe he already had the qualifications to negotiate with Qi Donghai, or he asked for the lives of these two people in this wilderness, life is so rough.

Qi Donghai felt the battle intent slowly emanating from Zhao Kuanglan's body, and the leper who was driving had already arched his body.

"Only my head is still there, and I guard the women and children, but there is the king of heaven who wants to move, and my little Arhat can't stop it." Qi Donghai is not swearing.

"Heavenly King Lao Tzu? I know it hurts when I get bitten by a wolf. Zhao Kuang's chaotic expression instantly cooled, as if the temperature had dropped in the entire car, Qi Donghai was inexplicably excited, and muttered in his heart that things were right and wrong.