On the peak of the ridge, the sword wind shaved the top, and the sky was full of desolation.

The river water is pouring bright red, and the treetops hang broken limbs, which is daunting to people today.

Mu Yufeng crawled forward in the pool of blood, borrowing the little remaining physical strength to lean on the dead branches on the side.

"Am I still alive?"

Mu Yufeng spit out, secretly glad that he could catch his breath in the pile of dead people.

"What dead man......'s pile? Brothers born to die. ”

"I ...... How can it be ......"

He lowered his head and began to frustrate.

The sky was cloudy and rainy, the wind was blowing, the rain was dripping, and there was no sign of getting better.

He looked up and saw that there were still some unrecognizable organs in the severed limbs, and nothing else......

I had no choice but to bow my head again...

He saw that the person closest to him, He Lewei, still had his upper body, but he didn't know where his lower body had gone!

"He Lewei, He Lewei...... It's a chivalrous man, bold and uninhibited, but it's a pity that he is in a different place today!!"

"Hey......"

Mu Yufeng burst into tears, the tears were not for He Lewei, but the severe pain on his body let him know that maybe he would be like them in the near future.

Three sword wounds, five or six pea-sized holes of blood, filled with blood and indescribable pain.

This is really not as lucky as expected, it hurts badly!

He gritted his teeth and gasped, trying to climb a few steps further.

At this time, the cool air hurt into my heart for a while, and my whole body trembled.

His eyes were misty and hopeless...... Hopelessly looking at everything, soon pondered, pondering the various aspects of the past, pondering the bumps and bumps of this life.

A life is long, a life is short!

Then I began to blur my consciousness and began to have a splitting headache.

He no longer forced his body, but obediently, quietly, lying down, the tears in the corners of his eyes and the rain were no longer distinguishable!

Is it pain or sadness? It's cold anyway......

"That's it......"

Recalling the Battle of the Three Elements...... I still remember it vividly...... I can avoid that calamity, but I can't avoid this calamity...... As a swordsman of the Mu family of the Donglin Sword Sect, he ended his life here and was buried in the wilderness.

"Hehe......."

He thought it was ridiculous that the expedition was generous, full of ambition, and always wanted to get ahead.

However......

His head was still down, and his breathing became rapid.

"We...... More than 30 years old, no family wealth, no beautiful wife, three ...... No close friends.

No one cares anyway...... No one will care...... Barley...... Mou Jiajian...... Few...... What about me...... Many...... What can I do with one...... Donglin Sword Sect...... Can you ...... again As...... Ho ......."

"Mu Yufeng, Mu Yufeng...... You are not destined to be a hero!"

"It's not like a ...... Hero's name! in this life...... So be it!"

As soon as the words fell, an unprecedented pain accompanied by heart-wrenching memories died in his consciousness little by little.

I don't know how long it took......

Mu Yufeng closed his eyes forever, closing his fearless and longing eyes.

Whether it is a person or a thing, in the long flow of history, Yushan is still drifting with unrestrained rain.