The First Order

In the Qingming season, the rain began, and the people on the road wanted to break their souls.

Luocheng has not yet reached Qingming, but everyone on the street is sad.

Everyone had a small white flower on his chest, in honor of the respected elder.

The crossroads on the street outside the Qinghe University campus are clear and cold. People pass by and put a bunch of flowers at the intersection. The entire city of Los Angeles has just arrived in spring.

As if 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 they should not be picked up all. You can enjoy it from a distance.

But some people argue that if Mr. Jiang Xu is gone, who has the mood to appreciate flowers?

The students of Qinghe University stood in silence in the street, and many students passed out crying and fainted. It was not until that afternoon that Jiang Xu had an incident that they realized why Jiang Xu suddenly took that lesson.

It was the last lesson. It turned out that Mr. Jiang Xu had a premonition of his death.

However, just an hour before his death, Jiang Xudu laughed and smiled. He walked on the campus road and met his classmates to say hello, and he would respond very kindly.

Therefore, he proposed that if he wanted to leave alone, he was afraid that Zhang Chentong would be affected by him.

If one knows he is going to die, he can be so calm and calm. This is the greatest calmness.

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

Not only inside Los Angeles, but also outside Los Angeles.

Nowadays, due to the war in the north, many people are fleeing to the southern Zhou family. On the way out, they learn about Jiang Xu's death and will also make a special walk outside Luo City to drop a bunch of flowers.

However, people's view of Jiang Xu's death is by no means a simple mourning, and the counterpart of grief is anger.

On the streets not far from Jiang Xu's death, people raised banners to condemn Wang's family. Some even found a portrait of Wang Shengzhi and started burning.

All they did was because it was difficult to accept Jiang Xu's sudden departure.

This era is an unfortunate one. Just because the disaster never left, the people were displaced, morality began to break down, and the law disappeared.

However, this era also has its own glory. Because of all these difficulties, the light in the dark gap was born.

Outside of Los Angeles, Luo Lan and Zhou Qi arrived, and he handed in his visa document at the gate. This was something that Qing's had already done for him.

It was just that the Luocheng guards stationed at the gate were surprised when they saw Luo Lan's credentials. Luo Lan? The Luo Lan of Qing's?

You should know that everyone now thinks that the Wangs killed Jiang Xu, and they all think that the Wangs have gone crazy.

As the consortium that the Wang family has been targeting, Luo Lan suddenly ran to Los Angeles at this time. Isn't she really afraid of death? !!

Wang ’s closest barrier to Luocheng was only three hours by car. If Wang ’s army came, Luo Lan ’s life would not be enough.

The gatekeeper glanced at the wreath held by Luo Lan, and saw the simple words written on the couplet:

Go whale riding today.

He Nianhua Crane Ride.

After entering the city, Luo Lan walked slowly in the eyes of the crowd, walking all the way to the place where the incident happened, because the memorial service had not yet started, so his wreath could only be sent there.

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

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

On weekdays, Luo Lan wore very shy clothes, and she didn't look like a big man in a consortium at all. Instead, she looked more like a big man in the underground world.

Today, Luo Lan puts on a black suit, but looks extraordinarily solemn and solemn.

The story of Luo Lan's arrival in Luo City and paying tribute to Jiang Xu slowly spread. When Luo Lan was walking on the street, everyone would subconsciously keep a distance from him.

In the rain, Luo Lan's eyes looked ahead. When he came to the place where Jiang Xu was in trouble, he bowed deeply, and then said, "Sir, I have been reading your articles from a very early age. I really admire that I have seen too many dark and dim things in the consortium, so I know better than them how difficult it is to adhere to the principles you uphold in this world. "

"I know that you have a good relationship with Xiaosu. I and he are very good and very good friends, so they are also your juniors. If your spirit is still here, please accept my call."

However, after waiting for a long time after Luo Lan finished speaking, the world has not changed at all.

He finally sighed, and it seemed that Jiang Xu was unwilling to ignore him.

In fact, the ability of the Shrine of the Spirit is very cruel to the deceased. The thing that cannot be resurrected after death is the rule of heaven and earth, so the resurrection also suffers punishment.

In the Spirit Temple, all spirits must fall asleep when they are not summoned. That is the boundless darkness. The only thing left in their lives is to protect the master of the Spirit Temple.

The host of the ability will become stronger and stronger, but this is actually very cruel to a living person like Ying Ling.

Luo Lan once awakened in barrier 61 and summoned 12 heroes, but all of them were old men who had followed him for a long time, and the heroes were willing to be part of the heroes' temple in order to protect him.

Moreover, when the host of the Spirit Temple summons the Spirit, the dialogue is equal. If the opponent refuses, the host cannot force the summon.

Looking at the flowers on the street, Luo Lanxi bowed deeply again: "If I am not dead after a few days, I will see you at the memorial service."

At this moment, a sniper in a black suit was watching Luo Lan silently from a sight on a tall building 400 meters from here. He had a white headset in his ear and said, "You can shoot. "

"Allow shooting."

However, at this moment, the sniper suddenly felt that there was a huge force behind him to lift him up. When the sniper pulled the trigger, the muzzle suddenly tilted.

The sniper turned back hurriedly, but saw a sinking teenager holding him in his hands.

The sniper rifle sounded, and Luo Lan on the street suddenly looked at the high-rise side. When he saw the outline of the boy upstairs, a hanging heart was put back again.

Ren Xiaosu came, just like when Luo Lan died every nine lives, the other party would come as promised.

Luo Lan stood and smiled. "Now it's time for us to settle the bills with those charms."

Zhou Qiruo said indifferently: "You will also dare to say this because of Ren Xiaosu's killing."

"What about it?" Luo Lan asked, "I'm protected by you, I don't feel safe at all ..."

At the same time, the sound of the gun not only attracted the attention of Luo Lan, but also those of the demons and ghosts in Los Angeles. After they found that the sniper companion was attacked, hundreds of people in black came out of the residential building. Surrounded towards the building.

...

Make up