The years are glorious, the road is long, remember the bosom friend, and destroy the enemy.

Sigh the twilight of the hero, cherish the red face and grow old!

But the past is hard to find!

In the end, it is a wisp of smoke and a puddle of water

Fade away

Jia Pinggo was telling about his war, his eyes were calm, his tone was very excited, it seemed that he was just telling a thrilling and tragic battle, but who could understand the sadness and helplessness hidden in his heart?

At this time, there is no need to say anything impassioned, there is no need to say any wise words to comfort and remember, as an outsider, Jiang An, all he can do is to quietly watch this battle, look at these people, and let their voices and smiles be engraved in their hearts.

No one is born to fight to the death, everyone has their own value, no matter what position he is engaged in or what he has experienced, most people still live for themselves, perhaps for their own value.

The thousands of people on this battlefield, they also have their own value, no matter how high or low, no matter how high or low, but their value should never be desperate to keep this country.

Throwing his head, spilling blood, looking up to the sky and sighing, the sword went horizontally, only for the enemy chief to be destroyed, and the mountains and rivers are there.

These words sound very beautiful and ambitious, and people can't help but think of how many warriors and heroes have dedicated themselves to protecting their homeland through the ages, they are indeed great, indeed very strong, everyone remembers their names and yearns for them, but who really knows that this is the true wish of their hearts?

The man in the fiery red chain mail, the sky is talented, high-spirited, no matter what level he is located in, he is the pinnacle of the king, he can become a writer who has left a history for eternity, he can also become a famous legendary general, worshiped by the world, and enjoy the incense of the world.

But in the end? He chose this path, this battlefield is destined to be a dead end, he can't even see the slightest hope of life, the number of enemies is several times that of them, even if it is a war in the mortal world, this difference in numbers can already make people desperate, not to mention that the people in front of him are not mediocre.

If you swing your sword down, either the enemy's blood will fly, or your soul will be scattered.

What a tragic thing this is, is it fair? No one bothered to talk about it, everyone thought that he must have appeared here with such an awareness, but who would really want to die like this?

Such a good talent, as long as he doesn't want to die, then the corpse demon will definitely not be able to keep him.

But he just came, no one knew the reason, his companions didn't know, the enemy didn't know, Jiang'an didn't know, maybe only Jia Pingge could understand, because he was also such a person, but unfortunately the result was really so ruthless.

The big head of Taoism, who is eloquent and strategic, sacrificed his life for righteousness, and threw his religion into this battle, but unfortunately the final result

The three great Vajras of Buddhism have no quarrel with the world, and only want to cultivate the Dharma and purify all sentient beings, but they can't see that this world is so chaotic and dirty, and they are ready to die and rush to the battlefield, and they can't bear to kill, but the enemy does not have their compassionate heart, and since then the Buddha lamp has been dimmed, and the scriptures have been far away.

Long hair fluttering, red face like the moon, she is only twenty-two years old, even though the heroic posture, gorgeous and beautiful, but unfortunately the sky is jealous of the red face, the long-cherished wish has not been fulfilled, the mind is not solved, the red powder has turned into a skeleton, there is no laughter and laughter in the past, leaving only infinite memories and melancholy.

Is it their own wish that these people should go?

Some people may say that if you don't really want to come, since you appear on this battlefield, you must have made such preparations.

It's ridiculous, they don't want to go to war, they don't want to die, they can drink and talk with their confidants, they can live happily and unrestrained, who wants to die?

It's just because they can't see this mountain and river broken, and they can't see this vast world being invaded by aliens, so they stepped forward, even if they didn't really wish, but they were still firm and had no regrets, and each of them was a true hero.

But for some reason, it makes people feel sad.

When the girl in Tsing Yi fell, Jia Pingge was only ten steps away from her, it was this distance, isolating life and death, dividing yin and yang, who can not be a pity, who can not be sad, that red, like a blooming firework, gorgeous and dazzling, but in the end it is only a moment.

Jia Pingge's rescue was fruitless, and his heart was desperate, even after a thousand years, now Jia Pingge looked at this broken fruitless flower as an outsider, his eyes were still so painful, the same despair.

Jiang An looked speechless, and his heart ached unbearably, is this war? It was really so tragic that there was no hope at all.

But who can do it? Even if the world is powerful and invincible, there is still no way to resist in the face of this kind of scene, the bloodshed is painful, but in order to protect the stubbornness in their hearts, there are still countless people who are willing to fight to the death

"Do you see clearly?" After a long, long time, Jia Pingge said slowly.

Jiang An turned his head to look at him, this man, there were tears flashing in his eyes, but in the end he still didn't cry, maybe this was his insistence, and nodded: "I see clearly, these people are in this war." ”

"That's right, this is war, and it's what I want to show you, it's so ruthless, no matter what kind of character you were before, no matter what long-cherished wishes you still have in your heart, as long as you step here, then death is like a shadow, in the blink of an eye, it is already yin and yang, but the real pain is not here."

Jia Pingge suddenly cast his eyes into the distance, no longer paying attention to this battlefield, and his tone was gloomy: "Bloody fighting, no heart and no god, this is my situation at the time, I was already desperate, but in the end I knew what real despair is, when you look back that the enemy has been wiped out, the danger is no more, the blood is flowing like a river, the bones are like mountains, but there is no one around you, only left."

You are standing alone in this desperate battlefield, full of corpses, and only you have the rest of your life, this is the real despair. ”

"As I just said, I died on this battlefield, this death is not that my body has fallen, but my spirit, which has been far away with the dead people all over the ground, and there is no day of return, I don't want to stay, I only want to follow the traces of my friends, and accompany me."

"The world is invincible, hum what a joke, I have killed countless strong enemies, blood bathed my body, a drop of tears mixed with my mind out of the body, I have achieved invincibility through the ages, keep this river and mountain, but when I look back, there is really nothing left, my eyes look through the past and the present, insight into everything, there is nothing I can't see, but - there is no one who can let me stay for a moment."

"Not dead doesn't mean alive, my heart is dead in this ruthless battlefield, I don't know if it has followed my friends away, my body is gone, I don't stay in this desperate place, this is the real cause of my death-"

Jiang An stood quietly by the side and listened to Jia Pingge's words, his heart was surging, he knew that this passage was not only Jia Pingge saying to himself, but also to him, there was a dark similarity between the two people, and maybe the ending would be similar.

When you protect this mountain and river, and traverse the troubled times, there is no rival, but in the end, you have nothing left, only an empty body.

The sorrow is that the heart is dead, Jia Pingge is not dead in the sense of survival, but his heart is dead here, this is the reason why he really died in the end, even the heart is dead, can the physical body remain the same?

"What do you mean by that?"

Jia Pingge turned his head and looked at Jiang An with red eyes, the pressure made Jiang An feel a little afraid, but he couldn't retreat, he had to go straight forward bravely, and he couldn't stop at all.

"You still have a way out, you can give up-" The two looked at each other for a long time, and Jia Pingge finally said slowly.

"No, I'm not going to give up, this path isn't going to be like this, I'm going to change it!" Jiang An gritted his teeth and said.

Jia Pingge looked at Jiang An with complicated eyes, and said again: "Really don't be so persistent, you can give up, you can take a different path with me, this road is a dead end, there will be too many people who will fall in the end, why bother?" ”

"I'm just going down a different path from you, I'm not going to give up, your path has come to an end, mine won't-"

"How confident do you say that? Do you dare to make such a certainty, do you know whose life you are gambling with? Not yours, you know? ”

Jia Pingge's spirit suddenly got out of control, and roared: "The capital you use to fight is the people who are willing to follow you, you don't take your own life on the edge of the sword, you take their lives, it is the lives of all those who believe in you, follow you, and are willing to sacrifice for you, you are fighting with other people's lives, you know?" ”

"That's you, you weren't prepared, you didn't do what you were supposed to do, you feel guilty, you are ashamed, you are afraid, because you were still alive, but I won't—my life, above them, when the sword breaks, I will bear the brunt of it, and the blade pierces me, but it can't hurt them-" Jiang An did not flinch at all, and also roared at Jia Pingo.

"Why do you speak like this, based on your current strength? With your weak ability, let alone protection, can you protect yourself? Can it hold up the whole situation? Why did you lead them to resist, do you think you are invincible if you have a real dragon, do you think you have"

Speaking of this, Jia Pingge did not continue, stared at Jiang An angrily, and his emotions gradually calmed down, and after a long time, he said indifferently.

"I brought you here to tell you these things, it was enough for the war to happen once, it can't appear again, you can choose to give up, this responsibility naturally has someone to protect it, if you really want to lead the demon lord's army to fight, the final result is in front of you."

Jia Pinge said earnestly: "Do you know what it's like to watch your favorite person die? Do you know what it feels like to be in the world when your companions fall one by one, but you are still alive? Even if you save the world in the end, can you save yourself? ”

Jiang An clenched his fists tightly and looked at Jia Pingge, he had never seen through this guy, not before, and even more so now.

"Since you want to choose, then I'll give you a choice, look up, the road is ahead-" Jia Pinggo said with a sudden wave of his hand, pointing to the far ahead.