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"Red dust slightly drunk, rouge tears, unable to bring down the gentleness of the entire city, in this life who frown? How many lifetimes of reincarnation? "The turbid wine is gone, just for the love of this world."

As his infatuated eyes stared at the grave, Zhang Song's eyes were filled with tender love, with an unending amount of tenderness, and also grief and sorrow filled with despair and reluctance.

The tears in her eyes finally broke out from her eyes. A line of clear tears slid down her face, sparkling and translucent. One drop after another, they fell in front of the tombstone and slid into the ground. The tears were so dry that the dust could read the bitterness in his heart, but it could not help him.

He felt a sharp pain in his heart. Silence! The dead silence could only hear the rustling of the leaves in the breeze.

When Zhang Jun appeared here, it was already ten in the afternoon.

"After a month of separation, you seem to have aged." Zhang Jun looked at Zhang Song, whose eyes were tightly shut, and said softly.

Touching the stinger on the side of his face, Zhang Song asked blankly: "Old?"

Zhang Jun stared blankly, only to hear Zhang Song continuing: "It's good that you're old. You don't have to think about anything else when you're old."

Zhang Jun suddenly felt pain in his heart, and said: "The reason why I came here today, is because I want to see you, and secondly, because I have a request."

Zhang Song turned his head around blankly, looked at Zhang Jun and asked: "What do you mean?" Without waiting for Zhang Song to finish speaking, he nodded.

Zhang Song's lifeless eyes suddenly lit up, she stared at Zhang Jun for a moment, then suddenly spoke out: "I have a condition."

Zhang Jun frowned, and said seriously: "You still can't let it go!" Zhang Jun sighed.

However, Zhang Song nodded, looked at the grave, and said: "How can I put it down? If it was you, would you be able to put it down? "

Zhang Jun raised his head to the sky and said sorrowfully: "Perhaps, this is the test that the Heavenly Dao has given us. This is heaven's will, heaven's will cannot be defied."

"Destiny? The will of the heavens cannot be defied? Is that true? " Zhang Song muttered to himself, with a bit of ridicule on his face.

Zhang Song thought of that terrible old man he bumped into not long ago in the park.

"To think that both the Heavenly Emperor Star and the Lone Fiend Star would be so bright at the same time. This is truly a strange phenomenon that's rarely seen in a hundred years."

Zhang Song stared at the old man in front of him, and laughed softly: "I don't know what this so-called Heavenly Emperor Star is, or what this Lone Fiend Star is, nor do I know what they mean."

Hearing that, the old man on the other side sighed, "Since ancient times, the so called Heavenly Emperor Star has always been a sign of righteousness, while the Lone Fiend Star is a foretelling that one will be lonely for the rest of their lives. Now that the two stars have shone together, and the Sky Emperor Star has descended, the Lone Demon Star has dimmed. This means that a great calamity is about to befall upon us, and this calamity is precisely the person who corresponds to the fate of the Sky Emperor and Gu Sha. " As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Song with a bit of mystery.

Zhang Song smiled slightly: "You mean me?"

The old man nodded his head with certainty as he looked at him, "Recently, from my observations of the Celestial Phenomenon Ascendants, I found out that this Lonely Fiend Star is related to your rise and fall. Could it be that it doesn't portend that you are the person who will end up lonely?"

Hearing this, Zhang Song laughed lightly without a care: "So you're certain it's me just like that? represents my fate? " As he spoke, he pointed at the dull star in the sky.

When the old man saw it, he did not get angry, but said: "I know you will not believe it, but according to the ancestor's records, every person has a star that represents their entire life in the sky. According to my observation, I can tell you for sure, that Lone Fiend is you."

Zhang Song seemed to have heard something funny and he couldn't help but sneer: "Then, where is that Sky Emperor Star? What's going on? "

The old man frowned, "He is someone close to you. The sudden appearance of the Heavenly Emperor Star signifies that he will face the test of death."

When Zhang Song heard this, he could not help but frown. He looked at him and said, "Then tell me about my fate?"

When the old man heard this, he looked at him for a while before his face suddenly changed. Looking at him, he said, "From the first moment I saw you, I knew your fate. You seem to be living a very stable life, yet you are suffering misfortune after calamity at every turn. It is because your life is destined to be filled with loneliness, and you are destined to live your entire life by yourself. "Because the light of your Inscription Hall has dimmed slightly with the Lone Demon Star, and this is the sign of a great calamity. I believe that your friends around you will have an unavoidable calamity in the near future."

Zhang Song's mind was in a mess, he was completely shocked by the old man's words. At this moment, he was a bit shaky and his mind was in chaos. Although he did not admit it on the surface and even deeply doubted the old man's words, there was a trace of uneasiness and fear deep in his heart. No matter how strong he was, he was still a human. He would still be afraid, afraid that all of this was real, afraid that all of this would happen. He could not imagine how he would face his lovely yet sincere friends if all of this were to happen to him.

Zhang Song glanced at the old man who had spoken without thinking, then chuckled and said, "If it's really as you say, then I, Zhang Song, will truly believe your so-called fate. However, I believe in my own beliefs. My life is not up to me to decide, as long as I want to, no one can control my will. "If God blocks me, I will kill God; if Buddha blocks me, I will destroy Buddha; if the heavens curse me, I will break it."

The old man looked at him and nodded, "No matter what, you have to be careful." "In the end, let me tell you, if you are unfortunate enough to let me say the truth, remember, everything has its cause and effect. Only when there is a cause will there be a result, only when there is a reason can there be a reason."

Now that he thought about it, Zhang Song had a sliver of understanding. Could it be that he really was the Lone Fiend that the old man spoke of? Anyone close to him would be met with disaster? Xin Yi's death was all because of her. It seemed like she was truly as the old man had said. She was truly a person who had been fated to be lonely and die of old age.

When Zhang Jun heard this, he fell silent, and did not reply. He wanted to say more, but seeing the look of anticipation in Zhang Song's eyes, he immediately swallowed his words.

"Where's Xu Zhiqiang?" Zhang Song changed the topic.

When Zhang Jun heard this, he immediately said, "He's very good. Even though he doesn't have a left hand, he doesn't become dispirited. On the contrary, without a left hand, his right hand believes that no one in this world is faster than him."

Hearing that, Zhang Song sighed: "Sigh! I owe him a favor from Xu Zhiqiang. "

When Zhang Jun heard this, he laughed bitterly, "I still owe him a favor."

Zhang Jun left, but Zhang Song still sat quietly in front of the grave, accompanying Mu Xinyi, occasionally lifting his wine jar and taking a big gulp. The birds on the branches were singing, as if they were making up a sad farewell song for those who had left.

"Drunken and beautiful under the night sky, who was it that boasted about parting under the moon? "Sighing in love, a few traces of sadness reverberate through the air. How many clear tears would come out of an invitation to Brightmoon?"

A song "Song of Bye Away" is a epitaph to lost youth and youth...

Half a month later, there was a major change in the international underworld. And none of this could be unrelated to him. The first was on the left wing of Japan. Thirteen officials were repeatedly assassinated, and died a violent death. Dong Huangzhuliu of Yamaguchi Group also died in a duel with the masked man. Following that, the Japanese Yamada Division was also exterminated by Zhonghua Men and the others, led by Zhonghua Men. The extermination of the main forces had also accelerated the rapid death of the Japanese Yamada Division.

All the subordinate clans of the northeast Life-death Gang were being infiltrated by Zhonghua Men, and almost all the subordinate clans of the Life-death Gang were being annihilated while Chu Huaixiong was being killed.

"Ba Ka, Zhonghua Men, Zhang Song, Zhang Jun, you actually killed my only son, I will make sure you all die a miserable death. I will use your blood to sacrifice my child as a sacrifice to his death." Dong Huangtaiyi raised his head to the east sky and roared.

"You bunch of trash actually allowed these people to sneak into the northeast without them noticing in the slightest, and even allowed them to safely leave after killing the male master and annihilating all of the subsidiary guilds in the Life-death Gang. You bunch of trash, what do I need you for? " The one who had spoken was the formidable Chu Huaiyang of his generation. Facing his own blood brother's death and the huge losses to his gang, no matter how well he recuperated, his veins would still be enraged at this moment.

Golden Triangle.

"Maybe, the three alliance that we formed this time was a wrong decision. We underestimated China and underestimated Zhonghua Men and those young heroes." Gannicus stared at Bu Erda's dead body with regret. He was guilty, if he had not accepted Chu Huaiyang's and Dong Huangzhuliu's plan, he would not have become enemies with Zhonghua Men, and Bu Erda would not have been assassinated. He regretted losing the life of an old brother because of his impulsive actions.

"It seems like the blow this time didn't destroy his fighting spirit. Now that he has truly grown, if he were to see today's growth, I believe that he would be very pleased." looked up at the vast sky, and a trace of a smile flashed across his face as he spoke to the sky in a bland voice.

Anqing, Zhonghua Men headquarters.

Zhang Jun's eyes focused on the people at the side as he spoke with a stern voice: "I, have spent my entire life climbing up the mountain, not because of that illusory glory and glory, nor because of that vanquished cheers and flattery, but because there are fewer people fighting over there, and fewer people trying to persecute me. I kept my enthusiasm high all the time, even at the cost of humiliation and suffering, even at the cost of failure. "Until I stood on the summit of the mountains and faced the sky, no one could see my hideous smile."

Mu Xinyi's death had already become a reality that no one could change, but the living had to live on bravely. In the face of Mu Xinyi's death, the close friends of the past — — Chen Hewen, Ye Xuan, Cao Jia, Hou Xinxuan, Li Aoxue, and the others, were all depressed and depressed.

Looking at Zhang Song, who spent the entire day in front of Mu Xinyi's grave, Zhang Guinan felt extreme sorrow. Since when had she not been like him? For the person who passed away, for the person who once bashfully called him mother, and even more so for the persistent and uncomplaining youth.

In comparison to Zhang Guinan's pain, Zhang Fangxia felt more remorse. If Zhang Song had not gone to save him, Mu Xinyi would not have been ambushed and the result today would not have been the same. All of this had something to do with him. Therefore, in her heart, Mu Xinyi's death had become a shackle that she could never undo.

In this limited life, in this chaotic world, in this misty time, everyone was busy with their own things. However, there was one thing that was similar to everyone else: they all had their own voices.

Standing in front of the window, Zhang Song silently gazed at the distant blue sky and muttered to himself: "In this life, I'll wait for you on the other side of the river, just for you to come! Waiting for you, in every morning light; waiting for you, every evening as it falls; waiting for you, dreaming back at every midnight; waiting for you, in the smoky fingertips. "Even if her beauty is no more, even if her hair is white, I'll wait for you to come back and see the flowers bloom, the clouds roll; I'll dance with you to see the butterflies dance, and the icicles blossom." As he finished his last sentence, Zhang Song reached out his hand and gently closed the only window that connected the sky and the earth.

Zhang Song, Mu Xinyi, Zhang Jun, Cao Jia, Su Xiang, Ye Xuan, Zhang Fei, Li Ao Xue, Zhang Han, Chen Hewen, Zhou Xinmin, Hou Xin Xuan, Bao Han Yong, Zuo Zhi Xing, Zhang Gui Nan, Zhang Fangxia, Chu Wen Xi, Xu Zhiqiang, Ye Qiu, Tian Fa, Ying, Jue Ming, the Emperor of the East, Chu Huaiyang, Gan Ni Ke, and their fates?" What was waiting for them? What was all this telling him?