It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road are about to break their souls.

It was not yet Qingming Festival in Luocheng, but everyone on the streets looked sad.

Everyone had a small white flower on their chest to pay homage to the respected elder.

The intersection of the street outside Qinghe University campus is clear and cold. When people pass by, they will put down a bouquet of flowers at the intersection. Spring in Luocheng has just arrived, and the blooming peonies and forsythia flowers are all picked here.

It's like a sea of ​​flowers.

Some people say that if Mr. Jiang Xu is still there, he will definitely criticize everyone. The flowers are on the branches and should not be picked. Everyone can just watch them from afar and appreciate them.

But some people refute that if Mr. Jiang Xu is gone, who will still have the mood to enjoy the flowers?

The students of Qinghe University stood on the street and observed silently. Many of the students fainted from crying. It was not until after Jiang Xu had an accident that afternoon that they realized why Jiang Xu suddenly wanted to take that lesson.

It turned out to be the last lesson, but it turned out that Mr. Jiang Xu had a premonition of his death.

However, just one hour before his death, Jiang Xu was still chatting and laughing. When he walked on the campus road, he would respond very kindly.

Therefore, he suggested that he wanted to go around alone because he was afraid that Zhang Chentong would be implicated by him.

A person who knows that he is about to die can still be so calm and contented. This is the greatest calmness.

On this day, Luocheng was full of mourning. Jiang Xu was the only one who could do this in this era.

This is not only within Luocheng, but also outside Luocheng.

Now, due to the war in the north, many people fled towards the Zhou family in the south. When they learned about Jiang Xu's death on the way to escape, they would also walk outside Luocheng to put down a bouquet of flowers.

But people's views on Jiang Xu's death are by no means as simple as mourning, and the corresponding expression of mourning is anger.

On the street not far from Jiangxu's death, people raised banners to condemn Wang, and some even found Wang Shengzhi's portrait to start burning.

All they did was just because they couldn't accept Jiang Xu's sudden departure.

This era is an unfortunate era, just because disasters have never left, people are displaced, morality begins to collapse, and laws are gone.

However, this era also has its own glory. It is because of all these difficulties that the light in the gap in the darkness was born.

Outside Luocheng, Luo Lan and Zhou Qi came with a wreath. He went to the gate to submit his visa documents. This was something Qingshi had already done for him.

But the Luocheng garrison stationed at the gate was surprised to see Luo Lan's ID. Luo Lan, the one from Qing family?

You should know that now everyone thinks that Wang killed Jiang Xu, and they all think that Wang is already crazy.

As the consortium that the King has always targeted, Luo Lan suddenly ran to Luocheng at this time. Isn’t he really afraid of death?!

The closest barrier to Luocheng, Wang's city is only three hours away. If the Wang army arrives, Luo Lan's life will not be enough to die.

The soldiers guarding the gate glanced at the wreath that Luo Lan was carrying, and saw that the elegiac couplet said simple words:

Go riding a whale this day.

When will the crane ride?

After entering the city, Luo Lan walked slowly in the eyes of everyone, walking all the way toward the place where Jiang Xu had an accident. Since there was no memorial service, his wreath could only be sent there.

As for whether the memorial service can be attended, it depends on whether he is still alive at that time.

However, Luo Lan is too lazy to think about those things now.

On weekdays, Luo Lan dresses very badly, and doesn't look like a big figure in a consortium at all, but rather like a big owl who is mixed in the underground world.

Today, Luo Lan wore a black suit, which looked particularly solemn and solemn.

The story about Luo Lan's arrival in Luo City to pay condolences to Jiang Xu slowly spread. When Luo Lan walked on the street, everyone would subconsciously keep a distance from him.

In the rain, Luo Lan looked ahead. When he came to Jiangxu where something happened, he bowed deeply, and then said, "Old sir, I have been reading the articles you wrote very early. I have always admired you very much. I have seen too many dark and gray things in the consortium, so I know better than them how difficult it is to stick to the principles you adhere to in this world."

"I know you have a good relationship with Xiao Su. I am very good friends with him, so I am also considered your junior. If your hero is still here, please accept my call."

However, after Luo Lan finished speaking, he waited for a long time, and the world did not change at all.

He finally sighed, it seemed that Jiang Xu didn't want to pay attention to him.

In fact, the ability of the Temple of Heroes is very cruel to the deceased. Things that cannot be resurrected by death are the rules of heaven and earth, so resurrection also requires punishment.

In the Temple of Heroes, all heroes must fall asleep when they are not summoned. It is boundless darkness. There is only one thing left in their lives, which is to protect the owner of the Temple of Heroes.

The host of abilities will become stronger and stronger, but this is actually very cruel for people like Yingling who have been alive.

Luo Lan once awakened in the barrier No. 61 and summoned 12 heroic spirits, but they were all old subordinates who had followed him for a long time. In order to protect him, the heroic spirits were willing to become members of the Heroic Spirit Temple.

Moreover, when the host of the Temple of Heroes summons the heroic spirit, it is an equal dialogue. If the other party refuses, the host cannot force the summon.

Luo Lan stared at the flowers all over the street in a daze, and he bowed deeply again: "If I am not dead in a few days, I will come to the memorial service to see you."

At this moment, a sniper in black was silently observing Luo Lan from the scope, with white headsets in his ears and said, "You can shoot."

"Shooting is allowed."

However, at this moment, the sniper suddenly felt that there was a huge force behind him and lifted him up. The moment the sniper pulled the trigger, the muzzle suddenly tilted.

The sniper turned around in a hurry, but saw a young man with a deep face lifting him in his hand.

The sound of sniper rifles sounded, and Luo Lan on the street suddenly looked at the tall building. When he saw the outline of the boy upstairs, a hanging heart was put back.

Ren Xiaosu came, just like Luo Lan would come as promised every time he died.

Luo Lan stood there and laughed: "Now we should settle the score with those ghosts and monsters."

Zhou Qi said as if nothing had happened: "You only dared to say this because Ren Xiaosu came here."

"What about that?" Luo Lan asked back: "I don't feel safe at all by you..."

At the same time, the gunshot not only attracted Luo Lan's attention, but also the monsters and monsters in Luo City. After they found that their sniper companions were attacked, hundreds of men in black walked out of the residential building and surrounded the building in shady shadows.

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