Rebirth of the Campus Veyron

A moment ago, this building was filled with a joyful atmosphere, but at this moment, it was already frozen by Augustine's words. It even made people feel more warm than the temperature outside.

Ice cold!

Zhao Qinghe looked at Augustine, who was dressed in white snow, and asked softly: "You mean, old man Sun Tianrui is gone?"

"Yes." Augustine nodded without comment.

Lu Yunqing didn't say a word. There was a trace of pain spreading on his expression. Then he sighed quietly and walked out of the room with an indifferent look on his face. No one stopped him. Augustine looked at Lu Yunqing's back slowly walking away.

, couldn't help but sigh and said: "What the old man Su Di said is indeed right."

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

Augustine smiled bitterly, as if he had witnessed the old man Su Di's prediction come true, "Before I came back, old man Su Di told me that if Lu Yunqing heard the news that old man Sun Tianrui left, he would definitely show great pain.

When I saw it today, what Old Man Su Di said was indeed right."

Zhao Qinghe felt puzzled for a while. After being quiet for a long time, he could not think of any idea that could explain Lu Yunqing's move.

Walking on the white snow, Lu Yunqing raised his head and glanced at India. It was difficult to see snowflakes here in the past. Now the scene of white snow in the sky made him feel like he had returned to China. He raised his head and let it go.

These snowflakes dripped on his face, and some of them had melted into his eyes, turning into tears, flowing slowly and connecting into a crystalline thread.

In Lu Yunqing's memory, Sun Tianrui's abilities were as good as his teacher Su Di's, or even better. The two people were constantly fighting in their youth, slowly coming to an end, until Sun Tianrui...

Withdrew from the military region, retired from politics, and joined the Asian underworld alliance that was still completely immature.

Lan Kuanglan, it is estimated that this organization with the name of the largest continent in Asia has collapsed. However, the fate of the old man Sun Tianrui was not good. Before the three people of Hu Zi, Zhen Taiming and Hu Li were about to be trained,

He has already met himself. Otherwise, his great ideal may really be realized one day in the future!

He understood the painstaking efforts of the old man Sun Tianrui. Although his thoughts at the beginning were to some extent exactly the same as what Augustine said at the time, because the old man Sun Tianrui was old and no longer had the ability to fight. But later, he saw the tiger

In terms of the potential and abilities shown by his son and Zhen Taiming, he suddenly discovered that old man Sun Tianrui was like the stubborn and foolish old man in ancient times. Generation after generation, he continued to put his own

The spirit and deeds will be passed down!

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

Already."

Regret, it will always be just a regret, it will never become a fact!

Thinking of this, Lu Yunqing suddenly felt a pain in his heart, like a seed of sadness, taking root and growing in his body. That lonely emotion seemed to be integrated into his blood, flowing slowly.

, so that his whole body has been immersed in it, and it is difficult to extricate himself.

He glanced behind him and waved. The younger brother who was standing as a guard outside the Canglong Gang building immediately ran over with understanding, bowed respectfully and said, "Brother Qing, what are your orders?"

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

The next moment, the young man quickly handed over his knife. The expression on his face was indescribable, as if he was proud or distressed.

Lu Yunqing did not delve into his thoughts. When he held the familiar machete in his hand, his body seemed to be integrated with the blade, and he began to move subconsciously. In this vast white field, he looked like a man.

Like a dancer, he started to dance crazily with the machete in his hand. These moments can all be frozen into a huge painting. When connected, it is quite beautiful!

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

On Lu Yunqing's body, there was an aura that spread quietly. After a moment, it turned into a murderous aura that was difficult to look at, surrounding Lu Yunqing's body, and it was unparalleled!

Zhao Qinghe stood in the building, looking at Lu Yunqing's wonderful sword skills, and murmured: "This guy's mountain cleaver seems to be more shocking than the old man Sun Tianrui."

Lu Yunqing didn't know how long he had been dancing, until all the strength in his body had flowed cleanly, and he suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, sweating profusely, and his eyes were filled with thick bloodshot eyes. After a while,

He murmured: "Teacher Sun, let's go."

This year has been very depressing and painful!

The next day, Lu Yunqing made a move that made the entire Chinese nation look down upon him. He actually held a very grand funeral in the distant New Delhi, India. Everyone had to wear mourning and mourning. On everyone's face,

There is absolutely no smile or warmth allowed. Such a somewhat authoritarian funeral immediately caused a lot of dissent within the Canglong Gang, because they had no idea who the funeral was for!

When the funeral was halfway through, Lu Yunqing took the small wooden plaque 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 placed the wooden plaque on the Canglong Gang's plaque, which was the plaque with a vivid word "war" carved on it. He raised his head solemnly, looked at this seat, and felt sad in his heart. He smiled bitterly and said: "It's really not possible.

To think that one day I will be able to see their generation die."

"They are all over eighty years old now. Wouldn't it be a bit unreasonable if they don't leave?" Zhao Qinghe said with a smile.

She could naturally understand who this military god was talking about, but what she didn't understand was why Lu Yunqing was in such pain!

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

Lu Yunqing looked back at her. Normally, he would not have any objections, let alone refuse the other party's question, but at this time he actually said for the first time: "I'm sorry, aunt, I really don't have any questions now."

I will answer you according to my mood."

Zhao Qinghe smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, we will talk about it later."

"Well, thank you." Lu Yunqing smiled, but the 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 once. Now, repeating it again made him feel as if he had lived in another world. Everything yesterday still seemed like a dream. He looked at the peaceful sky and shed a tear.

It slid down quietly and slowly flowed down his cheek. The people around him were stunned when they saw it.

Among them, the most shocking thing is that Zhao Qinghe, who has the same status as Lu Yun, is of the same mind.

Because at this moment, she suddenly thought of a character, the poet who stood up boldly in troubled times, the hero who took the battle completely into his hands, the one who would rather let me bear the world than let the world bear me.

Hero, Meng De, Cao Gong!

Zhao Qinghe doesn't know much about the history of China, and there are only a few people who can make her admire. Among them, Mr. Cao can definitely be regarded as the godfather of the mafia in her impression.

He once said of Duke Cao: "The only heroes in the world are Cao Cao and Liu Bei; the only heroes in the world are Cao Cao!"

Back then, Cao Cao shed tears of 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 that she would never understand in her life. If she cried for Guo Jia, she could barely accept it, but if she cried for Guan Yu, this would be her heartache. Even if Guan Yu had been there

Cao Cao was spared on Huarong Road, but there was absolutely no need for him, as if he was crying for his own confidant!

However, at this moment, Zhao Qinghe suddenly understood. She looked at Lu Yunqing's shoulders that were shrugging due to sobbing, and murmured: "Perhaps, the only people in this world who can understand you are those who have been in history.

Has Gong Cao turned into dust?"

"I am not as stalwart as Mr. Cao." Lu Yunqing turned around and smiled, "From now on, I will inherit Teacher Sun's wishes!"

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 old man Sun Tianrui. This is not only a promise to the deceased, but also a spur to himself!

When Lu Yunqing wiped away his tears, the sky became even bluer and clearer. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. You looked back at Zhao Qinghe solemnly and asked: "By the way, your question

Do you still need me to explain?"

"No need, you have already answered." Zhao Qinghe smiled.

The people around them looked at them in confusion. However, when Zhao Qinghe said something, they fell into deep thought for an instant. The next moment, they shouted crazily and repeated the word "hero"!

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

I am kind, but I kill people!

I am kind, but I dominate the world!

Zhao Qinghe couldn't help but smile when she thought of these two sentences from the mafia godfather. As for the sentence she said about Lu Yunqing, it was: "The only heroes in the world are Cao Gong and Yun Qing'er!"

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