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The past, the past, has passed away; the blood, the redness, the battle armor; the rebirth, the forgetting, the past.

Only your smile, your warmth, your breath, your embrace, I will never forget.

Even if everything is lost, your face will always be remembered.

Now, my blade, do you remember me?It's okay if you forget.

Anyway, I'm just one of your soldiers, just one of your thousands of troops.

I am a god, the god of war in the heavenly world in ancient times, the best warrior of the Sirius clan, my name is Lonely Xiang.The current Emperor of Heaven is my senior brother and my former master.After that battle, I was exhausted and could never fight again.For a god who lives by fighting, this is undoubtedly worse than death.It is the ridiculous reluctance and nostalgia that support me to live.

When I had been forgotten by all the gods, I felt a stone tablet outside Chishui City where I fought my last battle, and I wrote a "Chishui Inscription".

The clouds dissipated, and the wind slowly flowed through the millennium, watching the long river rushing by, turbulent.The big waves have turned around several times, and they have scoured all the remnants of the ages.Lifting his hand lightly, he turned over the already yellowed scroll, and said: The ancient legend has come to an end, the hero has already been born, and one hand can lift the sky.

The doomed catastrophe, after the catastrophe, if you live for the rest of your life, let’s say goodbye for a while; the agreement under the autumn frost, the agreement has passed through the four seasons, and the flowers bloom and wither; , came together to step on the flying snow all over the sky, and left the endless night with a rustling sound.

Tonight, Zichuan, the imperial capital, was soaked in blood, and the flames of war reached as far as the border town of Chishui in the east, and the family and country were ruined, and the red flames burned into the sky.The God of War turned into Shura of Hell, reborn from the ashes, carried a long sword upside down, and traveled thousands of miles alone to escort the Emperor of Heaven to leave the imperial capital safely.

Who can have a special liking in this world, live and die together, and pursue and embrace each other even in the next life.Don't ask any more about the so-called grand plans and hegemony, it's just an empty dream for generations to come.The god of war who didn't return to the imperial capital once in a few years led the bloody battle at the border, guarding the heavens through life and death; those so-called main gods who lived in the imperial city still enjoyed happiness.sky!You are not fair!

Burying the past between mountains and seas, the 1 years of war and chaos are so short for God, and it is too fast to distinguish the face of the comer.Before the question of fate passed through the sun and the moon, singing and dancing were still being staged during the war, and behind the glitz, blood-red flowers of the past were still blooming all over the mountains and plains.

God's youth stays forever, and he doesn't know that the time in the world is fleeting, and how many bones have been peerless beauties.Everything that is misty, disappears between the vicissitudes of life.Who can be as brave as the god of war back then, and the sun and the moon can learn from his loyalty?Poor Heaven is jealous of Yingcai, such a stunningly beautiful person is just a flash in the pan.Who else is going to guard the heavens now, trampling thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and putting an end to the flames of gunpowder and war.At that time, the gods and demons fought tirelessly beside Chishui City, and after losing the God of War, the Heaven Realm was defeated for years.Everyone is worried about whether the prophecy of the former emperor that "there is no god of war in the heaven will be overthrown" will become a reality.

God of War is indispensable in the heavens!

It turns out that someone still remembers me.So, my blade, how about you?If you forget, forget it.

I couldn't help reaching out, caressing the stone tablet, and smiling bitterly.

The Emperor of Heaven knew about the "Chishui Ming" and summoned me, the god of war who was once famous in all the heavens but is now forgotten by all.Along the way, I heard a lot of disdainful humming.I know, it's aimed at me, because I'm completely useless.

In the hall, he asked me to take off the mask, and then scared all the gods present: a two-finger-wide scar stretched from the right forehead to the left cheek, the left eye that was originally bright and bright as fire and the right eye that was cold and shining like ice , leaving only two black holes.The most beautiful man in the heavens back then, now his face is completely ruined.

He sent everyone away except me.As before, I knelt on one knee and said, "My lord." "Ah Xiang." I was stunned.How long?Since he came to power, he never called me Ah Xiang again. "My lord, you..." "Call me by my name, Han Ren." I hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "Han... Han Ren."

He smiled, just like when he was in the teacher's school, as warm and gentle as the morning breeze.Unfortunately, I can only feel it with my strength, and I can no longer see it.

"Ah Xiang, I'm not worth what you've paid so much. The emperor is ruthless, and I forced myself to forget your kindness. After I came to power, I never trusted you again."

"Han Ren, I know, I've always known. If you trusted me completely, you wouldn't have given yourself the right to punish me that year. You would say that no one has the right to punish me, including yourself."

"Then do you hate?" "Hate, but I forgive you." "Then, do you regret it?" "No. Following you is my own choice, and I have no regrets." There was silence for a while.

"Ah Xiang, you...stay here and help me protect the heavens. I don't have your precise judgment. If you were born in the emperor's family, you would be more suitable for this position than me. Without you, the heavens will be destroyed. Stay here .”

"……it is good."

"Why? The heavens hurt you so deeply."

"I said before, you are my lord, my king. I was born for you, and I exist to protect you, forever."

"Oh, that's good..."

For some reason, I could hear a trace of loneliness in his tone.

He believed it.Except for myself, no one knew the real reason, and they all thought it was because of my loyalty.

I am still the god of war, the god of war who does not lead troops to fight, but only advises and dispatches troops.Until that day, the day Han Ren died.

Before that day, I was called by him, not to discuss politics, but to drink.It seems that I am really drunk.I forgot the gap between us now, one is a high-ranking king, and the other is just a courtier of the king.I forgot what I said and what I did. I just remember that that morning, when I got up on his bed, he was lying on his side and sleeping soundly beside me, his face covered with tears.

That day, he took my hand and said softly: "Ah Xiang, I'm sorry. I owe you so much. A pair of eyes, a sincere sincerity, and a... trust that never changes. If there is an afterlife, you will be the king and I will be the general, and I will help you for the rest of your life, guarding the borders and protecting the country for you, and conquering all directions. Compensation for you, trust, and no regrets in life." He paused, and then said, "Ah Xiang, I have never dared to say that I fell in love with you. Hundreds of billions of years ago, when I was three hundred years old. Please don't...reject me." Before I could answer, he closed his eyes in relief. eye, lost its vitality.

I took care of state affairs, appointed the successor and ministers, and stood in front of his unsealed crystal coffin at his funeral, feeling his peaceful and serene face, like a deep sleep, thinking of his words, with empty eye sockets Tears welled up, mixed with blood.

Suddenly, I realized that all the only tears in my hundreds of billions of years of life were shed for him.

My blade, my dear beauty brother, you must be very lonely now.Because, I can't feel your familiar smile.

"Blade..." His name came out heavily from my chest. I have never had such a low, hoarse voice and slow tone.

He will never answer my call again, never call me Ah Xiang with a smile again, never again, hug me gently and cry.

The corners of my lips curled into a smile, and in front of all the gods, I stabbed into my chest and pierced my heart with the Chishui sword he gave me.The blood splashed on his eternal gilded white shirt, and splashed on his face, just like the sea of ​​past life flowers in full bloom when we first met, one by one, the blood color was terrible.

I smiled and fell into the coffin, fell on him, hugged him gently, and waited for death contentedly.God's body never decays, I can be with him, we can stay together forever.

I have never told anyone a secret, not even the cold blade, and it is the reason why I will stay in the heaven where I hurt myself the most: I fell in love with the cold blade.

From the time I understood what love is at the age of three hundred, I knew I was in love with him.

How ridiculous.I am a genius in the eyes of the gods, a man, but I fell in love with another man who is also a genius.Such taboo feelings are not acceptable.I'm afraid, the only thing I've ever been afraid of in my life.I can only do my best to help him, fight for him, and protect the heavens for him.

If I can do it again, I will never care what others think, I will let go of my timidity, and tell Han Ren loudly, I love him, just like he loves me!

But, it's impossible.Reincarnation, abandoning memory, forgetting everything, we may never meet again, not even belong to the same world, or become enemies.

I loved him for hundreds of billions of years, but I didn't have the courage to open my mouth; he also loved me for hundreds of billions of years, but he didn't say it because he was afraid of rejection.

None of us were as brave as we were told, we were all scared.

We end up missing it.

The coffins of the emperors of all dynasties were hung above the heavenly palace by the gods. The crystal coffins are transparent, reflecting our embracing figures in the vast sky, reflecting our satisfied and peaceful smiles, and letting all things in the heavens prove together that our Eternal, forbidden love.

Cold Blade, I love you.

Like that oath, forever and ever.

Destined, see you in the next life.

If I meet you again next time, please don't do it again, you are my king.

I will never let go of your hand again.

Cold Blade, I love you.

this life