I stood on the highest stargazing platform, surrounded by a dense crowd of ghost soldiers and Yin soldiers, their fighting intent was strong and passionate, stirring the wind and clouds in the air, and the thunder and thunder in the sky were dancing, and every time they shone they were a heavy warning.

That is, a soldier, the evil spirit is strong, and the heroic battle spirit has added a resolute momentum and will not look back.

What is the South Wall? It's just a wall, just knock it open! The Yellow River is just a big water, just fill the river.

I was deeply affected by this atmosphere, as if the air was blocked in my chest, and I was uncomfortable.

"Fight!" Soothing the suffocation in his chest, he wanted to yell loudly, and opened his mouth to shout the word.

Fighting and dying, don't pay attention to those tombstones, alone and sad with an empty face to the moon, that is the way others hang themselves, I am still me, although the flesh has rotted, and even the bones are not left, but I still stick to this battlefield that was once stained red by my own blood, born as a warrior, dead is a ghost pawn, and brothers are Yin soldiers together.

Is there a pity to die? Wished? Of course! So after thousands of years, Songhai Sangtian, the wind and clouds change color, no matter how difficult it is, don't go to the Nai He Bridge, don't drink a sip of Meng Po soup, even if it is like today, I will not be allowed, what! For my wish, I have been frustrated, but there are only a few more enemies, and I have always been here, guarding that last wish.

A bolt of lightning illuminates the entire land with unprecedented light, empty, the light disappears, and the ghost fire flourishes.

"Fight!" In response to me, thousands of troops and horses galloped in, like firecrackers that suddenly exploded in the middle of the night, and the lightning in the sky suddenly stopped, very careful, for fear that there would be something unusual in these ghost soldiers.

"Fight!" The sound of weapons hitting the earth, only Jun Yao calmly looked at everything in front of him, full of pride, and everyone else gathered together, his eyes full of awe.

A bolt of lightning slashed down, as thick as a tree trunk, and soon covered a large area of the mountain.

"Fight!" Thirdly, this is our time, how can you let these lightning bolts make trouble, nemesis? I have nothing to fear, how can I say that you are the sun, you are the representative of justice, there is only the enemy in front of me, even the roar can make you tremble.

Brother is here, I am invincible, the lightning can't slash to the ground, and I was blocked by an invisible momentum in mid-air and bounced back.

Silence for thousands of years, just for this moment, how can you tolerate uninvited guests.

Zhe Xi stood in front of all the ghosts, facing me, crying.

The sword pointed to the sky, and the path flipped to my hands, it turned out that I would always follow it regardless of life or death, no matter where it was, it only needed a thought, and the path would appear.

All the ghosts raised their weapons in order. You can know that I have no intention of doing evil, why do I obstruct it everywhere!

"Drink." At this moment, I was on the same line as all the ghosts, and the voice of a swallow appeared in my ears, and she was also infected.

The thunderclouds retreated, hurried and panicked.

All the ghost fire turned, and the swallow became the focus, and she hugged my corpse tightly beside her, and the joy of iron-blooded tenderness exploded.

And I seemed to see a straight cave, step by step out of the deep darkness out of the cave entrance, the soldiers followed closely, the distance was very long, this is our only way out, I didn't expect it to be a dead end.

Out of the cave and looking into the distance, it is on this mountain, we have been surrounded, trying our best but to no avail, a soldier next to him spoke, "It is a glory for our tens of thousands of soldiers to accompany the general to die in battle, but please remember that these people, life is your soldier, death is your yin soldier and ghost, even if you are reincarnated as a human being, our brothers will be here to wait for you, not to reincarnate, not to reincarnate, you must remember to lead these brothers to fight the world again." ”

An arrow pierced his chest, but he didn't know it, "You must not forget, even if that Meng Po pours you a hundred bowls of soup, don't let it down, let us wait for a thousand years." ”

I'm a soul, so I shouldn't shed tears, but why do I feel wet on my face, are these fragments from my past life? There are tens of thousands of good brothers who are so loyal and courageous!

Why did I have to wait so long for the reincarnation of my life, so many years for this class of good brothers!

They looked at the swallows, excited but not chaotic at all, and turned their heads again, I had never seen a dazzling ghost fire, just like the glory of life.

They were waiting for me to give orders, but I was in a trance again.

It's still this mountain, the smoke of gunpowder fills the sky and the sky is overcast, and at first glance it looks like a depressed scene after the Great War.

Lao Dao held a child's hand, with a sword hanging from his waist, just like the master held me back then, standing on the edge of the battlefield, and muttering to himself, "The place where the stars fell, the place where the ghosts waited, the opportunity for the birth of the Yin soldiers, although it is said that the hundred generations are loyal, but after all, there is a disagreement, let's build the mountain gate here, and it can be regarded as a little respect for these tens of thousands of loyal souls." ”

So a mountain gate appeared, Lao Dao looked up at the stars in the sky, and the child sat cross-legged on one side, his elbows on his knees, and his palms dragging his head, "Master, my neck is sore." ”

"It's because you haven't entered the vast starry sky, and you have distracting thoughts." Lao Dao said calmly.

"Master, do you see anything?" The exposed child smiled embarrassedly, got up and ran to Lao Dao's side.

"I saw a lot, but I didn't see it. That's it, it's the general trend. ”

"Master, what do you mean?"

"One day, the starry sky will be covered with mystery again, and the world will no longer need the ability to kill demons, and the emergence of new things will inevitably replace some old things.

Evil does not defeat the good, and will eventually lose, but the way of heaven has more than enough damage and makes up for the deficiency, yin and yang can last for a long time, the good is prosperous and the evil is declining, and the good is damaged and the evil is repaired. ”

"We're just too tolerant, and that's a good thing, maybe the worst thing."

I looked up and tried to see some of the stars that I had seen, but I only felt that there were many stars, and I couldn't see any of them.

It seems that a long time has passed, Lao Dao held his sword with both hands, the original child has grown up, Lao Dao said to him, "This sword is not named, I wish I would not be a sword in my lifetime, hidden in the room for ornamental purposes, I think I can't wait." Now it is fixed here, and do not move in vain, and the day of the return of the star is not the time when the sword is drawn. ”

"I'll use the prosperity of a thousand lifetimes to fight for a glimmer of possibilities for you and others, so that you can live and recuperate."

After speaking, he inserted the sword into the small hole that had been prepared on the ground, and the flooded sunlight shone into the room, and the non-sword Wen Run seemed to absorb the sunlight into the sword body, naturally emitting some misty brilliance.

This is the sword that has given birth to a sword soul after years of accumulation of warmth in the bed theory. Outside the window, there are graves.

Wake up, the origin of the non-sword is too big, and it is the sword of the ancestor of the mountain gate.

Perhaps at that time he had anticipated the current situation, the whole decline, forgotten by the world, and just said a little bit very vaguely, let the inheritance continue.

If he wants to do something to reverse this situation, it shouldn't be difficult, but he looks at it very indifferently and only complains a little.

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