"Galaxy. ”

Another call, crisp and pleasant, just with a touch of sadness, suddenly sounded in Xinghe's ears, Xinghe's hand engraved his name on the petrified future sword was stunned, he remembered this voice, this voice was Qiannan.

But Galaxy didn't look back.

Xingchen's eyes were a little complicated, he knew that Xinghe had been complaining about him, complaining that he couldn't be a pure and great person, like Hong Renyi, like the three generations of Lu Lords, who lived up to the heavens and the common people.

Now Xinghe is going to take a path that he once gave up halfway through, and the end of that road is death. What he can't do, Xinghe wants to do, this feeling makes him both relieved and sad.

Xinghe is still too young to know what this path means, and he doesn't know that he is so great that he wants to protect all beings in the heavens and so selfish that he only wants to protect one person, in fact, in the end, there is no difference.

Xingchen admits that he is not a pure and great person, he is selfish, so selfish that even if he stood up and put his sword in his body, he just wanted to protect his wife, nothing more.

That's why he didn't hesitate to leave it alone after the three generations appeared, let go of it, and gave the position of the lord of the house to the three generations, in this matter, he thought that he didn't have the slightest place to be sorry for others, but unfortunately Xinghe couldn't forgive him.

Thinking of this, Xingchen let out a long sigh, he respected Xinghe's Dao, respected Xinghe's choice, but he couldn't watch Xinghe die, that road, he could see it more clearly than anyone else.

Whether it is Hong Renyi or the three generations, they all think that the future sword is the only hope to protect all beings in the heavens, but after Xingchen takes the sword as his body, he clearly knows that the future and hope are never in their hands.

At least the future sword is definitely not in their control. Let alone. Now people have forgotten, how can he not remember that the future sword is the sword of Lin Huang.

The future sword that shelters all beings in the heavens and condenses the last hope of the heavens and all worlds, and the future it carries is the future of all beings in the heavens or the future of the forest wilderness, he knows in his heart. With his cultivation of the Four Transformation Great Sages, he couldn't completely control the Future Sword. If there is no cat in the future sword, how can he believe it.

Of course, Xingchen admitted that this was a reason why he was unwilling to dedicate his life to the future sword, after all, he still couldn't be so pure and noble after all, he didn't want to protect the heavens, he just wanted to protect the people he wanted to protect, his wife, and his son.

Merely. Until now, it seems that he still can't do it, because his son still chose the road he didn't finish after all. The stars let out another long sigh. Stretching out his hand, "Xinghe, how can your life just begin, choose to end." Let it go. Let me. ”

Xingchen has made up his mind, he will come today, if he can't stop Xinghe. Then replace it with a body, presumably this is the best choice, but you can't stay with your wife anymore in the future.

Thinking of this, Xingchen turned to look at his wife, shook her hand gently, and stepped up, "Xinghe, go and meet your life." What I didn't finish, let me finish it. ”

Xinghe didn't look back, just his fingers were trembling, he knew that Xingchen made such a choice, it was definitely not so great as to want to protect the heavens, he just wanted to protect him. This feeling made Xinghe a little sad and a little moved, his father couldn't be great, but at least he was so selfish that he wanted to cry.

Qiannan looked at all this in a daze, she didn't know what it all meant, but as Xingchen found her, she knew what Xinghe was carrying, and what the mountain guards of Shenjian Mountain were also carrying.

She was proud of Xinghe's choice, but she couldn't help but want to scold Xinghe, as a vast number of sentient beings, she admired such great people as Xinghe, such as three generations, because of their sacrifices, sheltered countless sentient beings, but as a woman, a woman who likes Xinghe, she could hardly accept the person she loved no matter what, and from then on, she gave up her life with a sword and for all sentient beings.

But what can be done? There must always be sacrifices, isn't it? In this era, these miserals, there will always be continuous reincarnation, and there may be a woman like her, who once had the same mood as her, but can only watch the three generations forget their names and become three generations.

Even if there is no galaxy, there will be another person who walks in front of the petrified sword, imprints his name, and forgets his surname from then on, living up to the heavens and the common people, but only losing this life and her.

Thinking of this, Qiannan's tears couldn't help but fall, she saw the stars step out, to replace each other, not to let the galaxy become four generations, from now on forget her name, carry the hopes of the heavens.

Qiannan's gaze crossed Xingchen's wife, and she suddenly felt that maybe she was not the most uncomfortable person, the most uncomfortable person must be Xingchen's wife, Xinghe's mother, the two most important men in her life, one of them must make a choice today, enter the sword house, and give up his name from now on.

Qiannan sighed softly, suddenly laughed, stretched out his hand to stop the stars, the pear blossoms brought rain, but he smiled proudly, laughed so amazingly, "Let him make his choice, okay." ”

Xingchen was stunned, looking at Qiannan in a daze, he had never forgotten to pay attention to Xinghe, he clearly knew that these two young people were in love with each other, but he didn't expect Qiannan to say such a thing, shouldn't it be selfish to love someone.

To love him is to respect his choice. Qiannan muttered in a low voice, turned his eyes, looked at the three generations of Lu Lords, and bowed gently, "Lu Lord, I want to be a mountain guard, is it okay?"

The three generations of Lu lords sighed, "Repair my sword and be with my son." If you wish, stay on Mount Kinabalu. ”

Qiannan nodded, stopped talking, slowly walked to the mountain guards, quietly looked at the back of Xinghe, did not speak, Ying Ying bowed, and did not raise her head for a long time.

She knew that when she raised her head, the person she liked still made the choice he wanted to make after all, and lived up to the common people, only the Qing.

Xingchen couldn't say anything more, but withdrew his hand a little weakly, and looked at Xinghe's bloodstained fingertips in a daze, and made the last imprint on the petrified greatsword.

In an instant, the sword light surged, broke through the sky, stood in the heavens, and made the stars dim, Xinghe snorted in pain, and the whole person instantly aged a lot, and half of the spirit and spirit were taken away by the Future Sword, and from then on, he and the Future Sword were connected together. With the sword in his body, he will dedicate his life to the sword of the future, to seek a future and fight for a hope for all beings in the heavens

Xinghe's body stiffened, and his high-spirited age was like an old dog at this moment, making people look inexplicably sad, and the mountain keeper of Shenjian Mountain shouted, "Repair my sword and be with my son." ”

Then a group of people slowly bowed down, Xingchen's eyes were complicated, and he quietly looked at Xinghe's back, knowing that his son had finally grown up.

Boom Boom!

The petrified future sword instantly buzzed, and the brilliant sword light swam like a dragon, instilled into Xinghe's body, and Xinghe's whole person spasmed, and a little blood spilled out of his body, and when the sword light swam out of Xinghe's body with blood and fell back into the petrified future sword, Xinghe had already lost a lot of weight.

But the whole person has an extremely sharp edge, like a sharp sword, rising abruptly, pointing straight at the sky, slowly turning around, Xinghe's hair dyed white inch by inch, that is the consequence of excessive consumption of spirit and spirit, and even half of Shouyuan has been captured.

His gaze became deep, Xinghe slowly turned around, his eyes were like a sword, without too many mood swings, looking at Xingchen, lightly churned, looked at his mother, lightly jawed, and then looked at the three generations, lightly jawed, looked at the many mountain guards, lightly jawed.

In the end, his eyes fell on Qiannan, and a trace of pity and sadness flashed in Xinghe's eyes, but he didn't say anything, turned a blind eye, and slowly stretched out his hand.

"Repair my sword and be with my son!"

All the mountain guards shouted and bowed down to the galaxy again. Qiannan stood among those mountain guards, this time, she didn't bow down, just looked at the galaxy quietly, and the sentence of cultivating my sword echoed in her ears, and she was with her son.

Qiannan couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, and then slowly bowed down, since they can't be together, then stay in this Shenjian Mountain, be a mountain guard, keep this mountain, keep this sword, and even more so guard the people on this mountain, keep the name in your heart, and keep the unreachable fate.

It turns out that the saddest thing in the world is not that I am in the temple, but that you are in the abyss.

It turns out that the saddest thing in the world is that I am standing in front of you, but you don't know that I love you.

It turns out that the saddest thing in the world is that I am standing here and you are here. You love me, I love you, but we can never be together.

"Repair my sword and be with my son. Qiannan muttered in a low voice, tears slowly moistened her eyes, and she thought in her heart, since this is the result, then at least, she can stay by his side, recite a sentence of cultivating my sword, and be with her son.

It's just a pity that the days of those comrades will really never be there again in the future. Qiannan buried his head deeply, letting the tears surge and drown himself like a mountain and a sea.

Xinghe's eyes were a little hollow, and he could even hear the sound of Qiannan's tears sliding down, but he didn't do anything, didn't say anything, just nodded to everyone, and then turned around and walked into the sword house step by step, and the back was suddenly so great that it was almost desolate.

Xingchen let out a long sigh, gently wiped away the tears in his wife's eyes, watched Xinghe walk into the sword house step by step, and said in a low voice: "This time, we won't leave." Don't go anywhere, guard this mountain, guard him. ”

Xingchen's wife nodded, and then couldn't hold back her tears. (To be continued......)