The whole wind gate was gloomy, and everyone's mood was heavy......

Ouyang just glanced at the wind in a hurry and walked to the back mountain of the wind gate.

The wind is still asleep, and the answer is still the same, it is out of danger, but it is still unknown when it will wake up, it depends on the individual's creation.

"Xuanwu, how are you?"

Ouyang stood behind Xuanwu, although he didn't see his expression, he knew that Xuanwu was in pain now.

Xuanwu sat on the ground and let the white tiger lie on his lap, if the white tiger still had breath and temperature, it would be a warm and touching picture.

It's just that because I know that the white tiger has run out of breath, I can't help but feel lonely and sad.

Speechless for a long time, those who have loved know how painful it is to lose a loved one, that feeling of being heartbroken, that feeling of grief.

Xuanwu's figure was constantly stretched by the setting sun, and the big man who had been standing on the mountain for a day also had a slightly decadent color.

The white tiger was lying in Xuanwu's arms, his face was already a miserable white, but Xuanwu was unwilling to let his man leave, and none of them could force it.

The white tiger is a man of Xuanwu, but he is also their brother.

Ouyang sat down next to Xuanwu, his heart was very bitter, and now there was no one who was not sad.

"Brother, okay, we all need you, you and us."

Ouyang patted Xuanwu's shoulder, now that he was unconscious like the wind, his mood was not much better.

This time it was really a lot of casualties, it was a man, and there were more or less scars on his body, even the women and children who were in the basement were more or less injured.

This is war!

The dead are all flesh and blood, all people with families, why should they do this? Why do you want to attack the damper?

Who is right and who is evil?

Xuanwu sniffed, still didn't say a word, looked up at the bloody remnant sun Xuanwu remembered the moment when the white tiger fell, and the blood on his chest was also so vivid.

Now he would rather take out all the things he owns and just exchange the white tiger back.

But Heaven will not offer such a deal.

Even if he tried everything he could, he couldn't get back the person he loved, the deceased was gone, he knew this truth, but he was reluctant to let the white tiger die like this.

It was clearly said that the sea was dry and rotten, but now there is no such person.

Who will accompany him in the fulfillment of those vows?

"It's getting dark, let's go."

But Xuanwu didn't react at all, as if the outside world had nothing to do with him.

Ouyang glanced at Xuanwu helplessly, Mo Tianyu came to see him once at noon, but the food sent to him was left aside and did not move at all.

It would be okay if he tossed himself like this to make Xuanwu's heart feel a little more comfortable, but everyone knew that such a toss would only make him more painful.

The white tiger didn't want to see such a Xuanwu, and they didn't want to either.

They hope that Xuanwu will cry and make a fuss, or simply find someone to quarrel or fight, instead of sitting quietly like this, and the resentment in his heart can only accumulate more and more if he does not vent it.

But Xuanwu just suppressed his emotions.

Sooner or later, one day you will break yourself.

Ouyang looked at the colorful glow in the sky, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little moist. "Xuanwu, you should know, the person who can't rest assured when the white tiger is gone is you, is the way you are now? If you don't drink water, don't eat, don't sleep, isn't the punishment still yourself? The white tiger is not comfortable looking at it, you let him go with peace of mind. ”

White tiger......

Xuanwu has always been protected by the white tiger, although he is still a man who stands up to the sky, but now being strong has nothing to do with him.

Xuanwu blinked, and the tears that had been rolling in his eyes for a day finally burst out of his eyes.

The tears seemed to be bloody, because they were sad to the extreme, and the tears were bloody tears.

"White Tiger, why did you throw me away like this? With you I am no longer a man, I don't know what it means to be strong, I am used to dependence, I am used to your connivance, and now suddenly I am left, what should I do? ”

Xuanwu touched the white tiger's already cold body over and over again, and suddenly he was very dazed, and he didn't want to believe that the white tiger had left this world.

Lose his life......

He is a man, but if he is a man of the White Tiger, he does not need to be strong, because the White Tiger will help arrange his tricky things, and there is no need to worry about anything.

Now that the sky is falling, what should he do?

"White Tiger, do you really want me?"

The white tiger's slightly crying voice looked even more desolate in the quiet mountain, how to repair the broken heart?

Without a beloved, those enemies have also retreated, what is the point of him living?

It's just a torment, and every day after that is a torment.

Would he rather die together and be buried together in the land they both loved, wouldn't that be a better result than now? If he could, he would rather choose that way.

Every day of a person's life is torment, and life is worse than death.

Ouyang stood quietly beside him, how could he not understand Xuanwu's mood, he had almost lost his beloved, and that person was still unconscious.

It's still unknown when he'll wake up, and maybe he'll keep sleeping......

Ouyang looked at Xuanwu's haggard appearance and only felt that his nose was very sour, so he could only sit quietly on the top of the mountain and quietly accompany Xuanwu and the already cold white tiger.

It was late at night, and there were two silent men sitting on the mountain.

"You go back and rest first, I want to stay a little longer." Xuanwu looked at Ouyang with some guilt, Ouyang had no reason to accompany him here to blow the cold wind.

Ouyang shook his head: "Sit down for a while, today's night is very beautiful, look at it again, I haven't found it before." ”

The full moon hung lonely in the sky, just like the people on earth.

Xuanwu sighed helplessly. "Who's to say it isn't?"

There are too many things that I have missed before, and everyone always feels that life is still long when they are alive, but when death comes, they find that there are still so many regrets.

There are still so many plans with the White Tiger that have not been completed, and so many wishes that have not been fulfilled.

Xuanwu sat down until the middle of the night before getting up, and walked back to his house without saying a word with the man in his arms, his steps were a little vain, and after a night of fierce fighting, he didn't get a drop of water, and the people who were beaten with iron couldn't stand it.

But no one could persuade him.

will choose to go down the mountain, not because Xuanwu has already figured it out, but because he found that he hasn't had time to change his white tiger into clean clothes.

And his white tiger is the most beloved clean.

Anyway, he's going to clean up his man.

Ouyang knew that he couldn't stop it at all, so he could only sigh faintly, love is always a matter of two people, he is always an outsider, and he can't intervene at all.

I can only helpless......

I only hope that Xuanwu himself can understand and cheer up.

Because the days still have to pass, the damper still has to continue to exist.

Ouyang walked slowly towards the hospital, hoping that when he went in, he could see that the wind had woken up, even if he had been pressed for the rest of his life, he was willing.

Will he wake up?

All that answered him was the evening breeze......