It's over.

The rain is still there.

"laugh!"

As the tip of the sword was withdrawn, bringing out a drop of bright red blood, Shangguan Jinhong fell straight on his back with his pair of deathly gray eyes open.

Even the world-famous pair of mother-and-son dragon and phoenix rings have lost their color. Until their death, they were tightly held by Shangguan Jinhong. It seemed that he could hold the power in his hands tightly, but he could not hold his own life.

Everyone in the world pursues fame and fortune, and Shangguan is the one who reaches the pinnacle of this. What he pursues is no longer simple fame and fortune. He wants to be the person who bestows fame and fortune on others. He wants power and great power.

Unfortunately, if you live for power, you will also die for power.

But it's not a pity.

Looking at this person's life, just like the word in his name, the word "gold" shows his ambition and ambition, and the word "rainbow" is like that gorgeous rainbow. Although it is just a moment after the rain, it is enough to make people all over the world look at him.

, the word "money" scares the martial arts circles all over the world. In the world, some people just survive, but he has lived it vigorously.

Although he is dead, there are not many people in the world who can be so amazing.

The coolness of the rain and the loneliness of the fall give people a sad feeling of being in the rivers and lakes.

"Alas, the world's turmoil has come out of my generation, and the years have rushed me as soon as I entered the world!"

Su Qing looked at the corpse in front of him and couldn't help but sigh calmly.

He has sheathed his sword, sheathed his sword.

"You forgot about me!"

A stiff and cold low voice suddenly sounded.

Jing Wuming looked at Shangguan Jinhong on the ground. Water streaks fell from his face. He didn't know if it was rain or tears, but his eyes seemed to be resurrected, with two dim lights like will-o'-the-wisps.

Su Qing looked at him and regained his previous gentleness and calmness. He said softly: "I'll leave you to collect the body for him!"

Jing Wuming stopped talking and stared deeply at the person in front of him. Then he walked silently to Shangguan Jinhong's body, picked it up, turned around and disappeared step by step into the street.

Su Qing slowly turned around at this time and turned to look at the young man in black outside a wooden house. The other man was also looking at him. Their eyes met. He seemed to see something called fighting spirit, but

The young man immediately turned around and left without saying a word.

Looking at the back of the young man leaving with his sword behind his back, Su Qing's eyes showed contemplation, then he smiled softly, hurriedly walked towards the alley.

Di Qinglin has disappeared without knowing it, Shangguan Jinhong is dead, and now the "Qinglong Society" is the master of the northern martial arts world. It needs action to gather power and money to help this extremely wealthy country.

The alleys are deserted.

It's the same people in the small shop.

Except for Li Xunhuan and the others, as well as the divine whip Ximen Rou, and six other people whose names Su Qing didn't even know, no one left at this time.

But they didn't even dare to sit down. If they didn't know Su Qing's identity before, they might have left. But now, who knows if they will be shot to death with a hidden weapon immediately after walking out of this door.

Hacked to death.

What's more, the other party has made it clear that they are invited to watch the show.

The little iron gun bully had a swollen face, trembling with sweat, and his face was ashen. He really regretted his bad words, and was thinking about how Su Qing would deal with him.

However.

"The show is over, why don't you leave?"

Su Qing's soft, almost gentle voice slowly sounded.

But the six people were all shocked when they heard this sound. I was afraid that this voice would become a nightmare in their hearts in the future.

"Are you really willing to let us go?"

The only woman among the six people had hope in her eyes, and her whole face was flushed with excitement. She had been exposed to the rain, and a lot of the makeup on her face had been washed away. Her face was unevenly yellow and white, which did not look good.

Su Qing smiled and said: "My legs are on your body, so you can walk if you want. Could it be that you still don't want to leave?"

Each of the six people was shocked, and they felt a sense of relief at being saved from death. How could they dare to hesitate at all? When they heard Su Qing's words, they all said in panic: "Let's go, let's go now!

"

After saying that, as if she was afraid that Su Qing would regret it, she ran out of the shop without stopping.

“It’s still warm, not bad!”

Su Qing picked up the wine glass.

Old man Tianji smoked a dry cigarette, looked at him and said, "You have defeated him!"

As he spoke, wisps of smoke flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

Su Qing smiled when he heard this and said slowly: "It's not enough to win him. I have to win a few more people. However, these people are not easy to win. No matter how strong the Shangguan is, they are still members of my Qinglong Club. Others,

Each of them is a powerful hero, and they are no less generous than Shangguan Jinhong, or even more so!"

He paused for a moment, then thought for a while and then said: "The world is unpredictable, maybe I will lose? Then it may be like Shangguan Jinhong, it may be even worse, and there won't even be anyone to collect the body!"

When it came to death, he seemed very indifferent.

Li Xunhuan on the side suddenly said: "After saying this, I really want to ask you, what are you living for? Didn't you say that there are things you don't want to forget? If you die, you will forget everything!

"

Su Qing suddenly became motionless, as if someone had tapped his acupuncture points, and as if he was thinking about this problem seriously, but his eyelids were trembling. After a long while, he slowly said: "I actually

I also find it very strange, why do people have to have a purpose when they live? What do you think Shangguan Jinhong lives for?"

"right?"

"He has given up family ties and desires, but he can't let go of the word "power". So why does he want to get "power"? What about you? Why do you live so lifelessly?"

Li Xunhuan remained silent.

Su Qing spoke slowly while drinking wine, and then said: "It seems that you don't know why you live, but we should be lucky, because there are many people who are more pitiful than us, and some people

, when I close my eyes, I don’t even know why I died!”

"People are really amazing. It seems that the reason for living is always changing. I used to think that living is just to live well, enjoy the short life, and love the people you love. But one day, I found that living is just the purpose.

, then, there will always be many changes in this process. In order to survive, you have to do many things and fulfill yourself!"

"In order to live, you have to think and do a lot of things every day. It's so tiring!"

"So, why must we have a purpose in life?"

"The road is at my feet. I don't care where the end is. What I care about is whether I have truly lived along the way!"

Li Xunhuan was dumbfounded. He smiled bitterly and said, "I only said one sentence, I didn't expect you to talk in such a long way!"

But there was no expression on his face.

Because there was a person standing in front of the shop, a woman in plain clothes, with thin eyebrows and a pale face, as if she was a little uneasy.

Lin Shiyin.

She held a secret book in her hand, which was the "Lian Hua Bao Jian". Although Su Qing had obtained it at first, he was not interested in the heresy in it, so he glanced at it briefly and returned it.

"Mr. Su,"

Lin Shiyin was about to speak but stopped.

Su Qing took one look and understood in her mind that someone might have informed this woman of his identity and wanted to use this book to protect herself. She didn't have to think about it to know who it was.

It must be Long Xiaoyun.

Seeing Lin Shiyin's desolate look, Li Xunhuan hesitated to speak.

Su Qing said softly: "You think too much, go back!"

Lin Shiyin was startled for a moment, then responded, looking at Li Xunhuan with a complicated look, and then held up an umbrella and left.

After finishing the wine in the pot, Su Qing stood up and put down a dime of silver.

Without saying anything else, he turned around and went out.

At the entrance of the alley, an extremely ornate carriage appeared at some unknown time.

Su Qing lifted the curtain and walked in, while Chen Er waved his whip.

The carriage drove straight to a dense forest outside the city.

There have been people waiting there for a long time.

A woman with disheveled hair looked miserable, shivering, and her beautiful face was pitiful. She stood in the rain, her gauze-like clothes were wet, and her graceful body could be seen looming in the beautiful scenery.

It was actually Lin Xianer.

She was invited here in the name of Su Qing.

Before leaving, she actually dressed up specially. Unexpectedly, she waited in the rain for more than half an hour. When she saw Su Qing coming, surprise appeared in her beautiful eyes, and she panicked and got into the carriage because the rain was so heavy.

It's cold.

But the disciples of the Qinglonghui on the side grabbed her shoulders unceremoniously.

Her face turned pale in pain.
To be continued...