The night, both in the south and in the north, is quite a fresh, quite beautiful time.

At this time, the whole sky seemed to have been washed by clear water, and there was no trace of fog, no more clouds, and the whole became empty and high. At the beginning of the night, a crescent moon creeped out from under the eastern mountain, like a cradle and a pair of pajamas, but it exuded a soft light, illuminating a strange rocky cliff brightly, thoroughly, and the moonlight cast the shadows of the branches and young grass on the grass, and the flowers were dotted and wandered.

The birds are crying on the branches, and the little insects are jumping in the grass, but I didn't expect that in this uninhabited mountain, there are thousands of lives jubilant......

Gradually, the crescent moon rose, and the silvery light was gently sprinkled on the earth, and there was a faint "squeak" of crickets in the woods. The scent of night fills the air, scattered in every space, enveloping everything in it. Everything that the eye touches is reflected in the shallow halo of light under the mist of the night, and no grass or tree is as realistic as in the daytime, they all have their own vague and empty colors, which makes people have a dreamlike feeling.

The moonlight is like silver, everywhere, and the bamboo spring on the edge of the cliff turns black in the moonlight. Not far away, the sound of insects in the grass in the mountains and forests is dense, like a bustling crowd. Occasionally, out of nowhere, a grass warbler would sing to its throat, and soon, as if it understood that it was the middle of the night, and that it should not be so noisy, the little bird still closed its little eyes and fell asleep.

Shallow clouds moved slowly in the air, like a group of old women, bent their backs, struggling to walk in front of the moon step by step, trying to cover the moon, but the moon poured a bright light through the gaps in the clouds. A white cloud joined one white cloud after another, like a wide, irregular band, dividing the clear sky into two halves. The white clouds moved by, fading into the distance. Although the sky is dark, it still gives people a sense of clarity, which makes the moon look very bright.

The cliff under Zhao Xuan's feet was naturally extremely high, and he was not sure that he would be able to fall unharmed, under the cliff were rough seas, reefs and rocks, and the sea under the moonlight was ravaged by the waves and winds, like broken silver all over the ground. The front Lang leads the back Lang, the back Lang pushes the front Lang, Lang shoots the clouds, the wonton Lang, and twists into a ball. You hit me, I touch you, and turn into hookah. The entire sea suddenly turned into a battlefield where 10,000 silver horses galloped and rumbled.

Looking at the sea under his feet, Zhao Xuan felt that his mind seemed to have become much broader, and there were many mysterious ideas floating in his mind, of course, what that kind of idea was, Zhao Xuan couldn't describe it, but it was more like a realm, in this realm, people would feel refreshed and relaxed.

The tide was rising, and the waves in the sea were rushing towards the shore one after another. Some rose up like rolling hills; Some hit the reef by the sea, splashing Lang flowers several meters high, making a "whoosh...... Wow" wonderful sound!

Looking into the distance, the moonlight is swaying on the sea, and there is a light white halo on the horizon, at this moment, it seems that the top of Zhao Xuan's head is night, and the distance is early morning, where the sea and the sky are on the line, the white clouds do not know whether they are floating in the sky or floating on the sea; There are also three or two white sails, I don't know whether they are floating on the sea or sliding on the canopy. Between the sky and the water, the microwave is vast. black reef, lying quietly; The turquoise water gently laps the sand and stones, like a cordial greeting over and over again.

The snow-white Lang flowers rolled up by the waves of the sea are like naughty children greedily grabbing the reef with already rounded edges and corners; It slowly receded again, like a shy girl gently tugging at the long skirt that was mopping the floor.

The sea at night is always so charming, she is like a bride with affection in a silver gown, the black reef is the decoration of the wedding, it is the black pearl, the coconut tree is her witness, the bird is the wedding guest, the sea Lang pounds on the rock, and plays a wedding march.

The sea is always like this, as soon as it goes down, another Lang will come up, tirelessly moving forward and moving forward, day after day......

Although it will be pushed back again and again, it will never stop pursuing its goals and ideals, and use its broad mind to accommodate all rejections and pains.

The true qi in Zhao Xuan's body was also as turbulent as the sea, but it was not a low tide, but a rising tide, a constant rising tide, wave after wave of rising tide, constantly expanding the meridians and increasing its toughness.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Xuan finally opened his eyes, and his strength finally returned to its peak state.

"Drink—"

Inexplicably, Zhao Xuan shouted angrily, his right hand and arm instantly leaked, and black gas appeared on the fingertips of his palms, this is the effect of "Black Hand Demon Skill", although Zhao Xuan ran the internal power according to the internal power operation method in the Black Hand Demon Skill cheats, but he did not feel that his true qi had changed even a little bit, which was somewhat inconsistent with the description in the cheats, Zhao Xuan was a little strange.

"What's going on—"

Zhao Xuan looked at his palm, and slammed into the rock wall beside him, and with a bang, several rocks shattered and scattered on the ground.

Blood gradually flowed out of Zhao Xuan's palm.

"It's weird, it's a magic skill, why doesn't it seem to be evil at all?"

He still couldn't hold back, and he repaired this demon sect kung fu "Black Hand Demon Skill".

However, after cultivating this kung fu, he didn't feel that there was anything evil about this black hand magic skill.

Since several accidents, Zhao Xuan has actually become more and more curious about that strange attraction, but helplessly, he has never been able to control that strange attraction, nor can he perceive what the heat flow that is sucked into his body is, it is said that curiosity kills cats, Zhao Xuan obviously can't control his curiosity, and wants to find out.

Looking at the endless sea, Zhao Xuan's body was also turbulent, and he suddenly felt that the true qi of Xiaoxiang Jue in his body was so similar to the sea in front of him, forever flowing, forever vibrant, never stopping.

The sea is tolerant of all rivers, and tolerance is great, isn't this the style of Xiaoxiang Jue?

Perhaps, this is also the reason why the Black Hand Demon Skill did not make his true qi "evil".

Zhao Xuan found a smooth rock, sat down slowly, closed his eyes, and the true qi in his body slowly ran in accordance with the path of the "Six Explanations of the Heavenly Demons", until the early hours of the morning, Zhao Xuan did not feel any strange changes, the six solutions of the Heavenly Demons are completely different from the Black Hand Demon Skills, the Black Hand Demon Skills are quick, and the Six Answers of the Heavenly Demons require a lot of time to practice before they can achieve the effect, so it is actually normal for him to have no research in such a short period of time.

When Zhao Xuan opened his eyes again, the sky was already cloudy, the sky had turned light blue, very shallow, and in the blink of an eye, a red glow appeared in the sky, slowly expanding its scope and strengthening its light.

He knew that the sun was about to rise from the horizon, so he stared intently at the horizon. Sure enough, after a while, a small half of the sun appeared there, and the red was very red, but there was no light. The sun seemed to be carrying some burden, step by step, slowly, trying to rise upward, and the sky gradually brightened, as if someone had smeared a layer of pink on the pale blue sky, and countless golden rays of light were hidden under the pink.

Suddenly, as if there was a loud noise, the pink clouds were washed away, and the sky suddenly opened. A scarlet sun then slowly crept up from the sky, and when it swayed, it seemed to make a loud noise. It finally climbed to the surface. Underneath it was a red glow. As it rises, the red light elongates, and the higher it rises, the brighter it shines. After a short period of time, the sun has left the water and gradually becomes smaller. At the same time, its body gradually changed from vermilion to golden red. In an instant, the glow filled half the day, maintaining this round of golden sunrise; There were also countless golden rays of light rippling on the water.

The sun at this moment was not as hot as it was on a hot dry day, not as dark purple as it was before the storm, but gave a lovely glow, rising quietly from under the slender black clouds, shining refreshingly, immersed in its faint mist of the sea and sky. The thin edges of the stretched clouds finally broke through the clouds and jumped out of the sea completely. It's a lovely red. In an instant, the crimson thing suddenly emitted a dazzling light, which made people's eyes hurt, and at the same time, the nearby clouds also shone brightly.

The morning sun burned with the morning mist, a golden light. In the forest, frost-resistant pines and cypresses, as well as holly, the moist bald branches and dark green leaves shine with spring-like life. As soon as the sun basks in, the morning mist descends and seeps into the dirt, creating puffs of moisture everywhere.

Bathed in the sunshine of the rising sun, Zhao Xuan couldn't help but open his arms, here, there is no one else, only him and heaven and earth, the air of nature is so fresh and fresh, the mind of the sea is so broad, the sea and the sky are so far away, at this moment, Zhao Xuan even has a momentary idea - if he lives in seclusion in the future, he will build a villa or bamboo house in this barren mountain and the sea, and when the time comes, he will face the sea every day, and the spring flowers will bloom, which must be a different kind of wonderful taste.

Looking into the distance, Zhao Xuan was silent, at this moment there was only him and heaven and earth, there was no loneliness, there was no loneliness, only the communication between the heart and heaven and earth, this feeling made him very comfortable.

A person has strong power, but it does not mean that he is strong in all aspects. At least Zhao Xuan is still alone, he will also feel lonely, he feels as if he is wandering outside the world at some point, he can't, and he doesn't dare to tell his secrets to the outside world, because maybe doing so will make him ostracized, if it is more serious, he will even face more disasters.

Zhao Xuan wisely chose not to say it. He doesn't know if he did the right thing, but he will go on very firmly, and other people's words can't sway him at all. At first, he didn't want to kill, hurting people was inevitable, this was his choice, and it was the path he was going to take. However, things in the world may not be so satisfying, and in the end he still killed someone, although it was completely unavoidable, but, no matter how justified it is, killing is killing, and sin is sin.

However, he doesn't care what other people think, because in this world, not everything is black and white, and sometimes you have to go into the gray area and do what you think is best.

However, at this moment, Zhao Xuan, who was standing in the mountains and forests and watching the sunrise on the convex stone, did not expect that in the future, his "hell" name would become famous and famous at home and abroad.

One report reads:

Why does Hell never show its face?

Because, sometimes a real hero can't and won't be like a play, with all eyes on him;

Because, sometimes a real hero can only walk alone in a dark corner, overcoming obstacles.

So why did he walk alone in the dark?

Because he longs for the light.

When a person feels that he is facing a strong enemy for the people of the world, then his sword is a fire, and his person is light.

He used his actions to salvage a thing called "hope" for the world, so that everyone can face up to themselves, and everyone's life has a gap, and he is the light that shines into everyone's heart.

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