A moment ago, there was a joyful atmosphere in this building, but at this moment, it has been frozen by Augustine's words, and it is even more cold than the temperature outside!

Zhao Qinghe looked at Augustine, who was covered in snow, and asked softly, "You mean, Old Man Sun Tianrui is gone?" ”

"Yes." Augustine nodded, noncommittal.

Lu Yunqing didn't say a word, there was a trace of pain spreading on his expression, and then he sighed faintly, walked out of the room, with an indifferent face, no one stopped him, Augustine looked at Lu Yunqing's back that was slowly moving away, and couldn't help sighing, and said: "What the old man said is really good." ”

"What did Su Lao say?" Zhao Qinghe asked, also looking at Lu Yunqing's disappeared back, his heart was full of puzzlement.

Augustine smiled bitterly, it seemed that he had witnessed the prophecy of the old man Su Di come true, "Before I came back, the old man Su Di told me that if Lu Yunqing heard the news of Sun Tianrui's departure, he would definitely be quite painful. ”

Zhao Qinghe felt puzzled for a while, and was silent for a long time, but he couldn't come up with anything that could explain Lu Yunqing's move.

Walking on the snow, Lu Yunqing glanced up at India, it was difficult to see snowflakes here in the past, but now this snowy scene made him instantly feel that he had returned to China, he raised his head, and let these snowflakes drip on his face, some of the snowflakes have melted in his eyes, turning into a trace of tears, slowly flowing, connecting into a crystal silk thread.

In Lu Yunqing's memory, the ability of the old man Sun Tianrui is on par with his teacher, the old man Su Di, or even better, the young age of the two people is also between constant struggles, slowly coming to an end, until the old man Sun Tianrui quit the military region, withdrew from politics, and joined the Asian underworld alliance that is still completely immature. Before he was about to cultivate Huzi, Chen Taiming, and Hu Li, he had already met himself, otherwise, maybe his great ideal might really be realized one day in the future!

He understood the painstaking efforts of the old man Sun Tianrui, although at the beginning his thoughts were exactly the same as Augustine's statement at that time, to a certain extent, because the old man Sun Tianrui was old and had no ability to fight, but later, seeing the potential and ability shown by Huzi and Chen Taiming, he had already discovered that the old man Sun Tianrui was like the stubborn fool in ancient times, generation after generation, and passed on his spirit and deeds endlessly!

Lu Yunqing thought about these things, smiled bitterly, and said to himself: "Elder Sun, if it weren't for the fact that there is Elder Su in this world, I might really become your disciple, maybe there would be no Canglong Gang now." ”

Regret, always just regret, never become a fact!

Thinking of this, Lu Yunqing's heart suddenly gave birth to a pain, as if it was a sad seed, taking root and growing in his body, that lonely emotion, as if it was integrated into his blood, slowly flowing, making his whole person already immersed in it, unable to extricate himself.

He glanced behind him, beckoned, and the little brother who was standing outside the Canglong Gang building as a guard suddenly ran over with understanding, bowed respectfully and said, "Brother Qing, what do you command?" ”

"Give me your knife." Lu Yunqing stretched out a hand and asked.

The next moment, the little brother hurriedly handed over his knife, and the expression on his face couldn't tell what it meant, as if he was proud and distressed.

Lu Yunqing didn't delve into his thoughts, when the familiar chopping knife was held in his hand, his body seemed to be fused with the knife body, and subconsciously began to move, in this white expanse, like a dancer, he began to dance wildly The chopping knife in his hand, this moment, all can be frozen into a huge painting, coherent, quite beautiful!

The little brother was shocked to find that there was not a trace of snowflakes on Lu Yunqing's body!

On Lu Yunqing's body, there was an aura that was quietly spreading, and after a while, it had already become an awe-inspiring murderous aura that was difficult to look at, surrounding Lu Yunqing's body, blatant and incomparable!

Zhao Qinghe stood in the building, looked at Lu Yunqing's incomparably wonderful knife technique, and muttered: "This guy's mountain chopper seems to be a little more shocking than the old man Sun Tianrui. ”

Lu Yunqing danced for a long time, he didn't know himself, until all the strength of his whole body flowed clean, he suddenly knelt on the ground, sweating profusely, his eyes were full of heavy bloodshots, and after a while, he muttered: "Teacher Sun, let's go." ”

This year, it was very depressing and painful!

The next day, Lu Yunqing made a move that made the entire Huaxia Kingdom look at it sideways, he held a very grand funeral in New Delhi, India, everyone must wear linen and filial piety, and everyone's face is absolutely not allowed to have any smile or warmth, such a funeral with a sense of dictatorship instantly made a lot of objections in the Canglong Gang, because they didn't know who this funeral was held for!

When the funeral was halfway through, Lu Yunqing took the small wooden sign that Tao Zhuoyan had prepared, bit his finger, and wrote the following words on it: The position of the Chinese military god!

Then, he personally put this wooden plaque on the plaque of the Canglong Gang, that is, the plaque engraved with a dragon and a tiger with the word "war", he raised his head solemnly, looked at this position, his heart was sad, and said with a wry smile: "I really didn't expect that one day, I would be able to see the death of their generation." ”

"They're all in their eighties now, and if they don't leave, won't it be a little unreasonable?" Zhao Qinghe said with a smile.

She could naturally understand who this military god was talking about, but what she didn't understand in her heart was why Lu Yunqing was so painful!

"Yun Qing, can I ask you something?" Zhao Qinghe asked.

Lu Yunqing glanced back at her, if it was usual, he would not have any objections, let alone refuse the other party's question, but at this time, he actually said unprecedentedly: "I'm sorry, aunt, I really don't have any mood to answer you now." ”

Zhao Qinghe smiled, and Mu Yi was in the world: "It's okay, I'll talk about it later." ”

"Well, thank you." Lu Yunqing smiled, but this smile disappeared in a flash.

The next moment, Lu Yunqing raised his head, looked at the sky in the distance, and said softly: "Old Sun, let's go." ”

Yesterday he had said this alone, at this time, repeatedly, it made him feel like a different world, yesterday's everything, as if it was a dream, he looked at the sky that had been restored to peace, a tear, quietly slid down, slowly flowing down his cheeks, the people around him, after seeing it, were instantly stunned.

Among them, the most shocking one is Zhao Qinghe, who is on the same status as Lu Yun.

Because at this time, she suddenly remembered a character, the poet who stood up in the troubled times, the hero who completely played the battle between the palms, the hero who would rather bear the world than let the world bear me, Meng De, Cao Gong!

Zhao Qinghe doesn't know much about the history of China, and the characters who can make her admire are only a few people, among which Cao Gong can definitely be regarded as one, she has the impression that the godfather of the mafia once commented on Cao Gong: "The heroes of the world, only Cao Cao and Liu Bei'er, the world's heroes, only Cao Cao's ears!" ”

Back then, Cao Cao was in pain because of Guan Yu's departure and Guo Jia's departure, like a child.

Zhao Qinghe didn't know why Cao Cao was crying, this was something she couldn't understand in her life, if she said crying Guo Jia, she could barely accept it, but if she said crying Guan Yu, this is where her heart disease lies, even if Guan Yu once let Cao Cao go on Huarong Road, but he is completely unnecessary, like crying his own henchman!

However, at this time, Zhao Qinghe suddenly understood, she looked at Lu Yunqing's shoulders that were a little shrugged because of sobbing, and muttered: "Perhaps, in this world, the only person who can understand you is Cao Gong, who has turned into dust in history, right?" ”

"I'm not as majestic as Gong Cao." Lu Yunqing turned around and smiled, "In the future, I will inherit those wishes of Teacher Sun!" ”

Naturally, it is impossible for him to join the Asian Underworld Alliance, but he has to rely on his own ability to fulfill the wish of the old man Sun Tianrui, which is not only a promise to the deceased, but also a spur to himself!

When Lu Yunqing wiped away his tears, the sky changed even more blue and clear, the corners of his mouth had already hooked a shallow smile, and you looked back at Zhao Qinghe solemnly, and asked, "By the way, you still need me to explain your question, right?" ”

"No, you've already answered." Zhao Qinghe said with a smile.

The people around them looked at them in confusion, but when Zhao Qinghe said a word, they instantly fell into contemplation, and the next moment, they shouted frantically, repeating the word Xiaoxiong!

For Lu Yunqing, the leader of the underworld, the hero is destined to die, and the only person who can stand at the end is the hero!

I was merciful, but I slaughtered the people!

I am kind, but I am the king of the world!

Zhao Qinghe remembered these two sentences of the mafia godfather back then, and couldn't help but smile, and as for the sentence she said about Lu Yunqing, it was: "The world is a hero, only Cao Gong and Yun Qing'er!" ”

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