"What Ren Hao wrote, what he wrote is not as good as this young master. These people in the martial arts world have never seen the world."

"Shut up, if you really want to write, you'll be in a mess."

Shen Qiu whispered.

Indeed, people in the world do not know how to appreciate the brushwork, but what makes them amazed and admired is not just the eight characters, but names engraved in all directions of the stone tablets under the eight characters.

Rows, rows.

Starting from Lei Lie, Zhao Wuji, and Wang Ben of the Tiance Army, the names of every Jianghu people who died in Luoyang overnight, no matter their high or low status, no matter their identity, no matter where they come from.

All of them are famous on the monument.

From then on, as long as this heroic monument remains unforgettable, the achievements of the people in the martial arts world will never be forgotten.

As long as this hero monument is still there, the names of these righteous men will be sung throughout the world.

"It's so sad and honorable that it's passed down to the world and its reputation is left in history. It's really worth it to be a waste of time in this world."

Chen Qiu heard a sour sound from the crowd.

It sounds like I can't die seven days ago so that I can leave a name on this monument. This idea seems crazy, but if you think about it carefully, isn't a person living for a lifetime just to be rich and honored after death?

To put it bluntly, this matter is really worthy of being left in history.

For people in the martial arts world, it is no wonder that such an opportunity will never be encountered once in their lifetime, so it is no wonder that some people will be jealous.

"Heroic heroes, the road is far away from Huangquan. Let's drink this cup and walk vigorously on the road."

Ren Hao led the Jianghu people to bow to the Hero Monument and the remains of the ashes buried underground, and then sprinkled a bowl of wine to storm the sorrow and joy again. Amid the crying and shouting, the Jianghu people came forward to worship.

Chen Qiu stood on the edge of the crowd with his arms hanging on his back. He looked at the burning paper money in front of him, and as the wind penetrated into the sky, he remembered the battle in Luoyang seven days ago. Those who died in battle were flowing in front of him, fresh and vivid as if they were reborn.

He couldn't help but feel heavy in his heart. He sighed and whispered:

"In this world, there is only one kind of heroism. I recognize the cruel truth of life, but I still love it..."

"What did you say?"

Yaoqin, who was standing next to Shen Qiu, asked without hearing it clearly.

Chen Qiu reached out and grabbed Yaoqin's five fingers. He turned his head, smiled and said:

"I mean, the dead have gone. Teach the living to cherish the people in front of you. The flowers bloom and must be folded, and do not let the golden cup face the moon empty."

"Qingqing is still watching!"

When Yaoqin heard this, she was a little shy and chopped off Shen Qiu's feet, but she did not let go of the hands that were holding the two of them.

really.

We must cherish the person in front of us, and don’t wait until we are separated by life and death, and then regret it, it will be too late.

At the end of the crowd, the young man in Huaqing, who had changed into white plain clothes, also held a folding fan and bowed to the hero monument. When he got up, he handed over something to Chen Lan, who was wearing red clothes, holding an oil paper umbrella, and wearing a veil.

Huaqing said:

"Lan'er, Qu Xie is dead, all resentment is eliminated, don't forget what you promised me."

Chen Lan silently said nothing.

She just looked at Liu Zhuoran in the crowd, her eyes full of incomparable expressions.

After a long time, she sighed.

What the man said and did was really not a hypocrite.

This time, she lost.

"What? Don't you?"

Hua Qing opened the folding fan, squinted her eyes, and smiled as usual. In the sun, he turned his head and held an umbrella next to him to block the sun and let the shadows cover him. Chen Lan said:

"You ruined a hero in this world, so you have to give us one.

I think one is not enough.”

His smile became brighter and brighter, as if he had seen something beautiful.

He said:

"You want to pay us back, two!"

"One him, one you.

All the past is like yesterday.
Chapter completed!