On the mountain road, there are rivers of blood and corpses all over the place.

Mo Ziwei's green shirt was stained with dots of blood. He held a long sword and slashed every military attache who dared to step forward under his horse, which was thrilling and terrifying.

His sword was originally extremely fast, but at this time, for some reason, it suddenly slowed down a lot, and everyone was happy, thinking that he was tired from fighting, consumed too much, and lacked physical strength. They felt that the opportunity had come.

Only Mo Ziwu himself knew that it was the poison given by Luo Ti that was poisonous, and his body was twitching and trembling slightly due to pain, he gritted his teeth and endured it, and continued to fight.

Although his sword was not as fast as Fang Cai's, it was still powerful and difficult to parry. With a sword in his hand, he cut down more than a dozen people in a row.

The pain continued to deepen, and the toxicity was even worse, he couldn't help but cover his heart, and he supported himself, all over his body, all of them were shivering, and there was no pain in any place.

When others saw this, they felt that he couldn't support it, so several people besieged him together. Mo Zi struggled to cope with the pain, he was dizzy in pain, his hand twitching slightly due to the attack of toxicity slowed down his sword, and in a trance, he was accidentally stabbed.

After the knife was pulled out, the intense pain only alleviated the pain of his poisonous attack, and he came to his senses, roared, and stabbed the other man's heart with a sword.

He must kill these people and never let them catch up with Master Huiyuan! Mo Zi's mind was full of this thought, he forgot about the pain for a while, or he couldn't care about the pain. Armed with a sword, he used his stamina and desperate madness to take out one enemy after another.

Due to the onset of toxicity, his sword was far less impressive than it had been at the beginning, and gradually it had weaknesses and its combat effectiveness weakened. In the chaos, he received a few more stabs, but he didn't care at all, he just blindly fought hard to kill the enemy, and refused to let go in the slightest.

His green shirt had been dyed red, not someone else's blood, but his own. The blood flowed more and more, and it seemed that a river of blood had been dug up on his body, and the blood flowed endlessly, endlessly.

But he doesn't care, he has a passion for chivalry in his heart, and he is not afraid of his adherence to the righteousness of his friends.

Such a firm belief spurred his enthusiasm and loneliness, and inspired him unprecedented strength, under such intense pain, he actually persevered to the end, killing all the horses one by one.

After getting rid of the last person, Mo Zi smiled worriedly, he finally helped his friends clear the scourge, and they were safe.

He lost the strength to support him and suddenly collapsed. At the moment of falling, he still held his sword tightly, the sword of a knight, which could not be lost.

Mo Zi's eyes were no longer bright, he looked at the white sky, and thought, is God finally going to take away his life?

But fortunately, he is worth dying after. Master Huiyuan rescued, he protected his friend, and he died as he deserved, and he died without regrets.

It's just that when he thinks of a person, his heart becomes uncomfortable.

Frog, his wife, the love of his life, what would she do if he died?

He said that he would accompany her for the rest of his life, but he broke his promise.

It turned out that his life was so short, so short.

At the last moment of his life, he was most concerned about Qingqiang and Jing'er.

His lovers, his children, what would they do without him?

I'm sorry, Qingqiang, I didn't want you to be sad, but I'm destined to make you sad.

However, his Qingqiang is so strong and stubborn, she will definitely be able to get through this difficulty. Even without him, she can live a good life and live a good life.

She's strong, he's always known.

He has a lot of Qingqiang's appearance in his mind, gentle, wise, brave, and persistent, and everything about her is beautiful in his eyes. Even her angry appearance is so cute.

Many years ago, when he watched Yu Wenyong rescue her back to the ship to recuperate, at that time, he never thought that she would become the lover in his life that he could not give up, and he never forgot her.

At that time, looking at her crying in a dream that was delirious due to injury, he vaguely guessed that she had a painful experience, so he felt pity, but it was only pity.

Because of this mercy, he gave her a to heal her wounds, but she took his unintentional act of kindness to heart.

He really noticed her that night, under the moon by the boat, he saw her eyes, those eyes that were somewhat similar to Shu Yao, so he paid a little more attention to her.

He approached her, enlightened her, and finally understood that she and Shu Yao were completely different people. Shu Yao's eyes were sad and beautiful, with a touch of sorrow. She is so clear, wise, and so stubborn, tenacious, and incredibly strong.

He gradually had her figure in his life, and he thought of Shu Yao less and less, and gradually, her figure occupied all his thoughts, and he fell in love with her.

In the seven years of separation, whenever he dreamed back at midnight, her figure would always appear in his dreams, he was ecstatic, and the dream was empty when he woke up. He dreamed of her countless times, woke up countless times, and was disappointed countless times. He missed her frantically, tormented, but couldn't let go. At that time, he knew that in this life, he would not be able to forget her. Since you can't forget it, then engrave her in your heart forever.

"Frog ......," he muttered, recalling the happy times he spent with Frog.

I'm going to die, will you be sad?

He didn't want her to be sad.

Fortunately, he was not the most important one in her life, and even if he was gone, she wouldn't be too sad.

And so, very well.

A tear crossed the corner of his eye, and slowly, his eyes closed.

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The blood-soaked mountain road, the grass and trees drank blood, and large dark red flowers bloomed under the large corpses, and the breath of death was everywhere.

When I got out of the car, I saw such a scene.

Blood all over the ground, corpses all over the ground.

"That's a lot...... Dead person! ”

Qinglan and Jiang Yu trembled with fright at the corpses everywhere.

My heart was terrified, not because I was afraid of the corpses, but because of ...... I don't dare to think about it.

I stepped over the corpses, and when I looked at the corner of the blood-stained azure clothes, I was stunned, and the soles of my feet trembled slightly.

After being stunned for a moment, I immediately raised my foot and ran desperately towards the green shirt.

Stopping, I finally saw the person lying on the ground, and tears welled up in my eyes.

"Zi worry!" I crouched down and lifted him up, but one hand was stained with a slimy liquid, blood, blood all over my hand.

I reached out and touched his face, it was a little cool, and my fingers touched his nose, where there was no breathing, no more.

No breathing, how can this be, how can this be?

"Zi worry, Zi worry, Zi worry!" I shouted his name in pain, tears welling up wildly.

Why, you won't even wait for me, why, I can't even wait for your last face?

"Zi Wei, open your eyes, I'm Qingqiang, open your eyes and look at me again!" I cried out in my arms, my heart was broken, and I pleaded in pain.

Didn't you say you like to look at me all the time? Why don't you open your eyes and look at me?

Qinglan was infected by my sadness, and her voice couldn't help but whisper: "Madam, he's dead." ”

This sound was tantamount to a death sentence, and my heart was so painful that I almost couldn't breathe.

He'll never look at me again, because he'll never wake up.

Zi Wei, how can you just leave? I still have a lot to say to you, I haven't told you yet, I love you the most, it's you, it's you, it's just you!

How could you leave without listening to me.

What would I do without you?

I cried so much that I could not say anything, and a thousand words turned into heart-rending weeping, and my head was pressed against him, confused, confused, and desperate, and I even thought that it would be better to go with him at this moment.

I fell on his head and wept loudly, and I couldn't shed enough tears, as if I wanted to dry all the tears of this life.

Some unspoken misses, momentary misses, are eternal regrets.

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That day, I hugged Zi Wei and cried and fainted, and it was Jiang Yu and Qinglan who brought Zi Wei's body back. When I woke up, Zi Wei had already been placed in the coffin. With tears in my eyes, I personally cleaned and changed his clothes, and I wanted him to leave the world clean and decent.

When wiping his hands, one of his hands was clenched so tightly that he couldn't break it. Qinglan and I worked together to break his fingers, and in the palm of his hand, which was already cold, there were actually two pieces of red rope.

It was the three-life rope that was cut by my sword, and he still kept it!

I stroked the two red ropes, and tears welled up in my eyes again.

He actually kept it, and until the last moment of his life, he still held it tightly, and he was reluctant to let go.

Back then, he said: We are all going to be entangled together all our lives, entangled until we are old, entangled until we die, and no one will leave anyone.

You said it, but why did you leave first?

I put away the red rope, put his hand on my face, felt his touch for the last time, and whimpered: "Zi Wei, you still have it, and you still keep our three-life rope." ”

Qinglan gently stroked my shoulder and comforted: "Madam, don't be too sad, he will be sad if he knows under the spring." ”

Jiang Yu said nervously on the side: "Madam, this is an inn, you can't leave him alone, it will arouse the suspicion of the government after a long time." Let's bury him quickly, and put the dead to rest. ”

Qinglan complained slightly: "Manager Jiang, you can let Mrs. look at her husband for a while." I won't be able to see it anymore, how can you bear to urge people to be buried. ”

Jiang Yu looked at Qinglan and then at me, so he could only be anxious.

My gaze fell on Zi Wei's face, staring for a long time, and I wanted to engrave his face into my heart forever.

Finally, I let go of Zi Wei's hand and weighed on him, "Bury him." ”

I buried my son at the foot of a hill not far from the cemetery. Unexpectedly, the two most important people in my life will eventually be buried here.

Zi Wei pursued a righteous word all his life, and he rescued Master Huiyuan and lived up to the righteousness of his friends. Come to think of it, there are no regrets.

Exegesis:

(1) The title comes from Li Bai's "Chivalrous Journey" in the Tang Dynasty, "The bones of the heroes who died are fragrant, and they are not ashamed of the world." ”