Tap tap tap!

The wolf cavalry ran all the way, and the sand and dust rolled in, and kept moving forward.

Gradually, the terrain became rugged and ascended all the way, as if they were running towards a high mountain.

Everyone noticed that along the way, young wolf riders continued to join them, with a look of respect on their faces, like a stream flowing into the sea, turning into a torrent of steel, following behind them, just like they followed the colorful God of War.

Same.

Excited!

nervous!

excited!

expect!

Although no wolf riders said a word along the way, everyone could easily judge from their behavior that these disabled wolf riders have retired, but wolf riders still exist, and more young people have become

A member of the Wolf Cavalry.

Does this mean that what they are going to see now is the God of War of Five Colors, which is why the expressions on their faces are so solemn and solemn.

The sound of the piano was low and brisk, which seemed to confirm their guess. There were more and more wolf riders, even exceeding the original number of wolf riders, moving forward like a torrent of steel.

Going farther and farther, going higher and higher, through woods, over grasslands, across streams, over mountains...

As they approached the top of the mountain, the well-trained wolf riders slowed down uniformly, and their expressions became more solemn and solemn, as if they were afraid of disturbing anyone.

Everyone is becoming more and more expectant and excited. Could it be that the colorful God of War lives on the top of this mountain? It seems that he will appear soon.

But soon, everyone frowned. There was nothing on the top of the mountain, just a large piece of bare flat land. Could it be that the colorful God of War didn't live here, but made an appointment with them to meet here.

The young wolf riders suddenly stopped and watched as the disabled veterans got off their mounts spontaneously and supported each other towards a cliff on the top of the mountain. There was envy in their eyes. It seemed that there was no place for them.

They are not qualified to approach the holy places that have been desecrated by humans.

Everyone's curiosity has been aroused. What can be found under the cliff? What are these veterans going to do? They are not planning to jump off the cliff collectively, right?

At the edge of the cliff, the veterans took off the packages on their backs, opened them, took out their tattered armors and put them on. Only then did everyone realize that the packages contained their former wolf-riding armors.

This made them even more curious. They couldn't even walk steadily. What were they doing wearing this armor?

The veterans quickly changed into their battle armors. Even though many of them had lost their legs, they still changed into their battle armors with the help of other comrades, and helped each other towards the cliff.

Behind them, the young wolf riders stood straight and looked at them with reverence and envy in their eyes.

The veterans straightened their bodies and lined up in the original formation, as if they were being inspected by the colorful gods of war. They stared at the bottom of the cliff intently, raised their hands in unison, clenched their fists, and punched their chests heavily.

Everyone knew that this was the military salute of the Wolf Cavalry, but they were even more confused about what was under the cliff? Could it be that the colorful God of War lived under the cliff?

The music sounded melodious, and as soon as the screen turned, a thousand calls came out, and the scene displayed made everyone's blood surge, and their brains exploded with a bang.

Under the cliff is a huge green mountain, and the entire mountain has been carved into a statue. The statue is the lifelike colorful God of War.

The sound of the piano came quietly, but everyone seemed not to notice it, still immersed in the huge shock. The magnificent statue was so ingenious and natural that it could not be done by manpower.

"Is the God of War dead?"

After a long time, someone breathed a sigh of relief and said quietly.

"It's impossible. He is the God of War. How could the God of War die? The statue can't explain anything."

Siren immediately retorted like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

In fact, she knew very well in her heart that the God of War must be dead, otherwise why would he not show up and be carved instead?

A statue as a memorial? But she was unwilling to accept this fact anyway, so she argued with irrational words.

"Those veterans obviously came to worship him. The God of War must be dead. What a pity."

The emotional woman said with tears in her eyes.

"He's not dead. He's definitely not dead. He's just recovering from serious injuries. He will never die. Those veterans are just visiting him, not paying tribute at all."

Xilin roared with red eyes.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing. Just ask Mr. Ding if the God of War is dead or not."

Kong Ling, the old squad leader, was very anxious when he saw Xilin. He was afraid that there would be another conflict, so he quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.

Xilin's eyes lit up, and she immediately rushed to Ding Ning, who was standing up from the piano, and asked hurriedly: "Ding Ning, the God of War is not dead, right? He will definitely not die, right?"

Diba, dumbfounded, stepped forward and held her back: "Sirin, this is just a piece of music. It's all fictitious. Where is the God of War?"

"Yes, there must be some, and it's not fictitious. Ding Ning, he's not fictitious, right? He's a real person, right?"

Xilin's eyes were red and swollen, with a look of pitiful pleading, which made Ding Ning feel soft. She nodded slightly and said in a low voice: "Yes, he is real."

"Right, I said he must be real, so he's not dead, right? He's just seriously injured and recovering, right?"

Xilin was completely caught up in the drama, staring at Ding Ning with longing and expectation and asked.

"Well, he's not dead. He traveled through time. I don't know which world he traveled to. Maybe he came to Earth."

Ding Ning couldn't laugh or cry when faced with Diba's accusing look, and could only talk nonsense.

"Time traveled? Time travel is good. It would be even better if I traveled to the earth. Hey, why should I get married so early? I should be waiting for him. He is the person I am destined to be. No, I have to get divorced quickly and become single again.

"

Xilin was possessed, muttering in annoyance, while Ding Ning was dumbfounded, silently mourning for Anival in his heart.

"You, you, you are happy now."

Diba glared at Ding Ning and said angrily.

"How could I have imagined that she would be so into the drama? You can't blame me for that."

Ding Ning scratched his head speechlessly, his face covered with black lines.

"Hey! Annivar is very kind to her, and she actually likes him in her heart, but she has a strong resistance to the marriage that was forcibly arranged by her family, so she yells and behaves all day long, that is, Annivar

Only if you love her deeply can you stand her bad temper."

Diba looked at Siren who was happy again and ran to discuss with her classmates whether the God of War was dead or not, and said with a smile.

Ding Ning smiled bitterly: "I hope nothing happens. If they get divorced because of this, I will be guilty."

"Yes, but this also shows that the success of your song has the ability to confuse people."

Diba said with admiration.

"What about you? Have you been bewitched?"

Ding Ning asked teasingly.

Just kidding, he used his spiritual power when playing the piano. We are all ordinary people here. It would be strange if they were not deceived.

Diba's pretty face turned red, she rolled her eyes at him charmingly, wrinkled her cute little nose and said arrogantly: "You want to seduce me with just one song, don't even think about it."

"Then what else do you want me to use to seduce you? How about I promise you my life?"

Ding Ning smiled ambiguously and said jokingly.

"Go, do every formal exercise all day long. By the way, do you have a name for this piece of music?"

Diba had never heard such ambiguous words before, and her pretty face suddenly turned as bright as rouge.

Hong, her eyes panicked as she avoided his hot gaze and changed the subject.

"I hand over the naming rights to you."

What Ding Ning is worst at is coming up with names, so he said it casually.

"What's the point of leaving it to me? This is a song you composed."

Diba felt sweet in her heart, but she still said what she meant.

"Hey, who among us is following whom? What's mine is yours, what's yours...well, it's still yours."

Ding Ning gave a bad laugh and was about to continue teasing, but saw Diba staring at him fiercely as if he had expected it. His heart skipped a beat and he quickly changed his words wittily.

Diba then smiled proudly: "Since you are so sincere, I will reluctantly give you a name. By the way, can you give me a copy of the music score? I also want to practice this piece."

"Of course, didn't I say, what's mine is yours, and I'll write down the score and give it to you when I get back."

There was ambiguity in every word of Ding Ning, which made Diba unable to resist. She shyly said "I'll go accompany Shanshan" and ran away.

Ding Ning touched his chin and laughed evilly. He didn't expect that a shy female man could be quite cute.

"Mr. Ding is a great talent, but I was wrong before."

Li Mingrui came over at some point and suddenly said in his ear.

"Mr. Li thanked you."

Ding Ning said calmly and modestly, looking at the spring breeze-like smile on his face, he was a little confused about his routine. He wanted to kill himself before, but now he has cleared up all the past grudges and turned enemies into friends?

He did not deny that there might be bosom friends in this world who cherished each other like Boya and Ziqi, but that definitely did not include the scheming Li Mingrui in front of him. He did not believe that a song could make this love rival put aside all his prejudices and shake hands with him to make peace.

.

"Mr. Ding should also know that I have no other hobbies except for the piano. Listening to Mr. Ding's piece today made me feel deeply ashamed and extremely interested in this piece. I didn't know that Ding
To be continued...