When the two of them covered the last handful of soil, they looked back at the top of the mountain and found a new wet grave, standing alone on the highest peak of the Soul Snatcher Gate, abrupt, lonely and sad.

The light rain gradually faded, and it seemed that even the heavens and the earth had dried up their tears.

Just when the two of them thought that the rain would stop, suddenly, a deafening roar sounded, followed by a "stab", a dazzling lightning bolt appeared in the originally dim sky, instantly illuminating the entire Soul Snatcher Mountain, and the rain that was about to be intermittent rose instantly, "crackling" on the dirt and rocks on the top of the mountain, like a jade bead falling on the plate, eagerly plucking the strings.

For a while, there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and the sky was clear under the lightning sparks, and the string-like rain curtains bordered the sky, and there was no gap.

At this moment, heaven and earth are sad, and all things mourn.

After a while, the mud stains on the two were washed away, fortunately, the oil-paper umbrella in the hand of Baili Changfeng was inserted by him on the grave of his sister's new tomb, and the heavy rain "banged" on the umbrella surface, and the raindrops slid down the umbrella surface to the surroundings of the new tomb, but the new tomb grave head was not affected in any way except for the wet and muddy soil, and was still standing alone on the mountain under the rain curtain.

He turned his head and looked into the distance beyond the Soul Snatcher Mountain, but to the disappointment of the hundred miles of long wind, he couldn't even open his eyes wide when the rain line was poured down, let alone look far away.

At his feet, Gu Shijian was still kneeling there steadily, the long sword in his hand was inserted by him in front of his sister Baili Huanglan's grave, the scabbard ran through the mountain and stone for about ten centimeters, the sword was not out of the sheath, but the cold was pressing, more suffocating than this cold rainstorm. He seems to want to think of it as a tombstone that can shelter from the wind and rain, the monument is nameless but has a foundation, but it is like a cross full of irony, representing salvation.

The tears in Gu Shijian's eyes had stopped, and he quietly looked at the lonely grave in front of him, and there was an unprecedented hatred spreading in his eyes.

Baili Changfeng looked at Gu Shijian's silhouette, and stopped talking, he originally wanted to comfort and comfort this old friend, but he didn't know how to comfort him, he didn't know what to say to him. Shaking his head, he staggered down the hill, his steps faltering.

Words, in such an occasion, still seem a little small after all, this is the knot in Gu Shijian's heart, and it is also the knot in his heart, how to get out, you have to listen to the most intuitive thoughts in their hearts.

At this moment, he is no longer the young man who dreams of going to the end of the world with a sword, at this moment, he is no longer the young mountain master who is admired by everyone in the Soul Snatching Mountain, and at this moment, he is no longer the immortal talent who is talented in the medical path. At this moment, he is just a downcast person who is full of self-blame, at this moment, he is just a grieving person who has just lost a loved one, and at this moment, he is just a loser who thinks that because of his incompetence, he has caused the death of his sister.

Although before his death, Master Half the Sky always comforted him and said that everyone who came to this world has their own mission, and now that his mission in this world has been completed, his cultivation in this world can be regarded as a complete merit, so he is about to fly to the next world to start his cultivation journey. But Baili Changfeng always felt that Master's death was caused by himself, if he hadn't begged Master to heal his sister, with his health, it would have been impossible to die so soon.

After the master left, the world of Baili Changfeng instantly darkened a lot, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered, because he still had faith in his heart, that is, he had a sister behind him who needed to be healed by himself, but now, even his sister had left, and the belief in his heart suddenly collapsed, and he was really confused.

He lost his direction in an instant, he didn't know where he was going to go, how he was going to go, he didn't know what he was holding on, whether he could continue to persevere, whether he could continue to persevere?

However, he knew that the people in the mountain gate must have been waiting anxiously, and the whole day, coupled with the sudden abnormal weather, there must be people guessing something, and he didn't know what would cause them to look back at the new tomb on the top of the mountain? But it was definitely the first time in the history of Soul Reaver Mountain.

In the mountain gate of Soul Snatcher Mountain, there is a cemetery that they have circled and planned, and according to the level of identity, the planning is clear and distinct, and the deceased people in the mountain gate of Soul Snatcher Mountain have all been buried in the cemetery, even the mountain owners of previous generations are no exception.

"I hate!"

As soon as the hundred miles of wind came down the stairs or so, he heard a roar as clear as thunder coming down from the top of the mountain, and when he looked up, he vaguely saw Gu Shijian standing proudly in the rain curtain, looking up to the sky and glaring angrily.

"Sting!"

Another thick bolt of lightning pierced the sky and rushed straight down from the clouds, as if it was about to slash straight down to the unruly figure of the mountain that looked back, but it was already consumed before it could reach the mountain back.

Shaking his head, he continued to stagger, thinking that it was also a good thing to let Gu Shijian vent, lest he suffocate himself.

"I hate...... Hate...... Hate ......"

Gu Shijian also felt the vast anger, but his small body was even more upright, and bursts of clear echoes shuttled through the rain curtain, as if he was deliberately provoking.

"Sting!"

"Sting!"

"Sting!"

They seemed to be accustomed to being a judge, and for those voices of protest they did not want, even if they could not be suppressed directly by thunder, they had to be feared and restrained.

But they seemed to underestimate the arrogance in Gu Shijian's heart, and they also overestimated their own deterrence and power, for those warnings with teeth and claws, Gu Shijian didn't look at them at all, he suddenly opened his arms, faced the sky, and laughed wildly.

The laughter is miserable and miserable, and the laughter is wild and uninhibited.

The rapid rain curtain has not stopped, and the dazzling lightning has not stopped, intertwined and staggered, and constantly changing. Today's rain seems to have been premeditated from the beginning, from the light rain in the early morning to the torrential rain now, little by little, step by step.

Baili Changfeng finally understood at this moment, this was a premeditated parting, this was a long-prepared farewell, but it was a pity that he understood all this too late. When he came down from the mountain of Huiyan, the twilight had arrived, and the people in the mountain gate were looking forward to it, and the unusual thunder in the evening gave each of them a faint omen in their hearts.

When they saw the rain-soaked and embarrassed Baili Long Wind appear alone in front of them, the omen in their hearts was finally confirmed. In the rain curtain, Gu Shijian's laughter continued, and everyone in front of the mountain gate could hear it clearly, but they were very consistent in keeping quiet as never before, except for the shallow breathing, they didn't make any sound, they didn't dare to make any noise, for fear of disturbing the hundred-mile long wind like a frightened bird.