It rarely rains on Maoshan Mountain, but today it is dripping and dripping.

I carried Xingtian on my back and walked down the mountain step by step, without opening the spiritual power shield.

The icy rain fell on my face and I felt a little chill on my skin.

Sometimes, we lose someone, someone who has been in our lives and has passed us by. We remember their names, we remember their smiles, we remember what they said and did, and in the end we couldn't keep them.

For me, there are too many such people.

A few years ago, when Tie Gong left me, I stood in the crowd, wearing my first black coat, silently weeping, and that day it was raining in Shanghai, wetting the whole city.

A few years later, I walked on the mountain road away from Maoshan with Xingtian on my back, and there was no one around, feeling the power of the ancient gods in the black armor behind me dissipate like wind and sand.

I still remember that when I faced the Nine-Tailed Fox, I first went berserk to activate the power of the ancient gods, and at that time I knew that there lived an invincible ancient god from ancient times in the Tianzi pattern behind me.

I was terrified, terrified, for I didn't know whether the old gods were good or bad for me, and now when the Torture Heaven was sleeping behind me.

This moment I knew, I lost my best friend。。。。。。

"Xingtian, the rain in Maoshan is really cold, when I go back to Shanghai, I will roast it for you with the Tianzi flame."

I muttered to myself, I don't know why the black armor behind my back suddenly became so heavy, and I couldn't even carry it anymore.

"Xingtian, your armor is so heavy, haha."

I laughed dryly, still talking to myself.

"Xingtian, I have never asked you, what was the ancient times like? Isn't there a lot of strong people, a lot of divine beasts, and a lot of demons? ”

I tugged at the corners of my mouth to start a smile, but no matter how much I pulled the corners of my mouth, I couldn't give a smile like sunshine.

The mountain road in Maoshan is very narrow, and the stone steps are slippery after the rain, so I walked cautiously down the mountain.

"Xingtian, you sleep well, you have worked hard, the battle must have been hard, and when it comes to Tongtianhui, I will celebrate for you, haha."

"Luo Yan, you are very noisy, don't think that you are my master and can chirp crookedly at me."

A weak voice came from behind, and Xingtian's voice seemed very weak.

"It's noisy for you, then you sleep, do you need to enter my body to sleep?"

I asked, and continued down the mountain, I felt that the mountain road was very long, and it seemed to have no end.

"Master, no need, maybe I will never accompany you again from now on, you kid will have to fight by himself."

Xingtian seemed to chuckle.

"Shut up! I don't let you die, you don't need to dissipate! ”

I suddenly stopped and roared loudly, and at this moment, I don't know if it was because of the damn rain that upset me, or if my heart was too messy, I finally showed a sad expression.

"Luo Yan, everyone has to learn to be strong. I still remember when I met the two emperors of Yan and Huang that year, I had become an ancient god that year, and they were just small human beings, do you know how proud I am? ”

Xingtian began to recall, everyone who is about to leave likes to recall, seems to want to look back on their lives at the end of their lives, and at this time, it seems that the memories will be particularly good, and I don't know if it is God's arrangement or a return to the light, everyone can see their own life, maybe this is a gift.

"At that time, I challenged Shaohao, challenged Nuwa, and even fought with Donghuang Taiyi, although I lost, but I was very comfortable, there was no baggage, mortals called me the god of war, in fact, I am not invincible, but I never admit defeat, I want to fight, because every time I fight, I am very happy, and the strong move, fighting, bleeding, haha, what a happy day."

Xingtian laughed for the first time, this is the first time I heard Xingtian's laughter, a laugh that makes my heart ache.

"Then keep fighting, keep fighting, you are the god of war, you can't fall, you have to fight with me to the end!"

I didn't look back, stood on the stone steps of Maoshan Mountain, and roared loudly.

"We will cut off the head of the first emperor together, defeat the three Qings, we will change the way of heaven, this is what only we can do, you have to accompany me, I will make you a veritable god of war, Xingtian, you can't die, I don't allow you to fall, I order you as a master, never allow it to fall!"

I roared loudly, but I could clearly feel that the soul body of Xingtian behind me had been completely dispersed, and the power of the ancient gods was like a leaky water pipe, and it could no longer retain his vitality.

"This time, it may not work, it's a pity, I didn't die on the battlefield."

Xingtian's emotion made my heart tremble, and my heart ached inexplicably.

"Don't talk nonsense, shut up quickly, save your strength, and I'll cure you."

My lips twitched slightly, and my voice was tinged with a hint of weeping.

"Take care, master."

It was the last time I heard the voice of Xingtian in my life, and the last time I felt the power of the ancient gods surround my body, and from that day on, I was never surrounded by the power of the ancient gods again.

Even though I still have the soul of the Mother Buddha of Light, I haven't used the power of the ancient gods since that rainy afternoon.

I have known Xingtian for so many years, he rarely calls me master, always calls me Luo Yan, but on the day he fell, he called me master, in fact, I know that from the first day he followed me, he has recognized me, recognized me as a weak, cowardly, and timid master.

I used to think that Xingtian surrendered to my side because I had a noble blood in my body, but now I know that when surrender turns into respect, when the master and servant become brothers, he will appear in front of me again and again, fight for me, and protect me.

Whether it was the Wuji Pavilion back then, or the Beihai Ice Palace later, or when facing the strongest battle spirit, Xingtian was not to become stronger himself, but to protect me, the unfortunate master.

That day, it rained in Maoshan, and the light rain wet the clothes on my shoulders, and I turned my head to see only a cold armor.

Xingtian's blood-red eyes completely dimmed.

Chinese are different from foreign countries, Chinese feelings are deep and heavy, but every minute and every drop is precipitated in my heart, Chinese are affectionate, for me, Punishment Tian is my brother, his departure, let my heart suddenly sink.

"Rest in peace, brother. After living for tens of thousands of years, you are also tired, sleep well, I will carry you down the mountain. ”

With difficulty, I turned my head, looked at the dark clouds, lifted my feet, and walked down the mountain.

It's been a lonely road, like my whole life.

Everyone will go through life in their own unique way, and I have never thought about this question in the past, but since the day of the fall of Xingtian, I have suddenly wondered how to complete my own life.

Xingtian has fought all his life, and when he fell, he was still wearing armor, even if he was no longer able to wield his relatives, he still thought about the battlefield.

What about me? Maybe my life is like the Maoshan mountain road under my feet, I am the only one who walks, no one passes by me, and no one smiles at me.

Doomed to be lonely for a lifetime......

Many years later, when I was faced with life and death crises, I always thought that if that domineering god of war was too good, he would summon the power of the ancient gods, wave the black battle axe in his hand to sweep away all enemies for me, he would kill one enemy after another and then stand beside me and say to me, "I want to fight again." ”

It's just that the person is no longer there.

I didn't get to be born tens of thousands of years ago, I didn't get to see how strong the Xingtian with the body was back then, and I didn't get to see the scene where the real Ganqi giant axe split the sky.

However, tens of thousands of years later, it is the glory of my life to be able to carry him all the way and be by his side when he falls.

I witnessed the fall of Xingtian, and I went down the mountain with the armor of Xingtian on my back, and he called me master.

That's enough。。。。。。

To be honest, I hated the rain from the day Tie Gong left, but today I have to thank this cold rain.

Because its fall can wash away the scars of Xingtian, it can wash away its dust, and it can brighten his armor again.

When I stood at the foot of Maoshan Mountain, the monks of Maoshan Mountain, the disciples of the Tongtian Society, the disciples of Longhu Mountain, and the strong men of various sects and sects all appeared on the periphery of Maoshan Mountain, and they were still looking at the sky, looking at the black shadows that suddenly retreated and whispered.

When I appeared, everyone looked at me, and they saw the young head of the Tongtian Society coming down the mountain with a black armor on his back, and his face was cold like never before, and it was chill that it had never felt before.

"Less in charge."

I heard the disciples of the Babel Society calling me.

I raised my head blankly and said softly, "Xingtian, we're going home." ”

That year, the god of war fell on Maoshan Mountain.

That year, the soul of Xingtian completely dissipated.

He didn't die on the battlefield, which may be a regret for him, a big, big regret.

I stood in front of all the monks in the world, raised my head, looked at the sky, looked at the sky, smiled faintly, and said softly: "Wait, wait for me to ask you to collect your debts, and collect them one by one." ”

Maoshan is still raining, cold rain.

He died on the mountain road of Maoshan with a scar.