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The shadows of the years, the things that are stumbling, are like spider webs intertwined at a certain moment, and it is impossible to distinguish who is the future and who is the past. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is like a dream thing, like a legend of praise, creating a generation of dreamy legends. At some point, maybe a thousand years ago, or countless years later. In the inexplicable unknown place of the film, the rise and fall of a country is deduced.

In this area, thousands of wonders are breathtaking, a mountain range like a lion lying pronely across the heavens and the earth, countless branches derived from the life and death of all things, the rise and fall of the transformation with the witness of history, a high mountain in the center towers, straight into the clouds above the nine heavens, as if to break the shackles between heaven and earth to seek a higher existence. The wind and clouds are surging on the mountainside, the sea of clouds under the feet is stirring the boundless, and the giant peak on the top of the mountain seems to have been roaring as if the lion has been roaring, looking up at the vast everything, and the silent words speak directly to the sky. This high mountain, for countless years, except for the singing of birds and flowers, there is nothing else, and there has never been a human track. Until one evening, a man and a woman slowly walked up to the top of the mountain, standing on the peak, and the two were silent.

The woman is dressed in a plain white gown, which looks a little dazzling in the glow, and the clothes are elegant in the breeze, and she is more elegant and fairy, and she has a cold and arrogant atmosphere, which sets off the cold and flawless little face, and the cold and indifferent body in front of her body is like the cleanness of ice and snow. The small nose, the delicate little mouth, appropriate and appropriate, a pair of incomprehensible eyes squint slightly from time to time, and whenever he swept the man beside him, a trace of cold killing intent flashed in his eyes. But in this killing intent, there is an inexplicable emotion.

After a long silence, the tangled woman was faintly soaked with fine sweat between her eyebrows, and her black and thick hair drooped three thousand, fluttering with the breeze, as if her mood was difficult to determine.

The man on the side was silent, as if waiting quietly for the woman's voice. The two watched the twilight sunset in silence, their respective moods were a little inexplicably gloomy and indescribable, and the atmosphere was slightly depressed. I don't know how long it took, but the sky was already full of stars, and the starlight sprinkled down, setting off a huge full moon, washing away the darkness for heaven and earth.

"Alas—" The woman sighed, and finally broke the silence. She finally looked at the man on the side, and said with a little helplessness and confusion in her expression: "I originally met you to kill you, and now I have an obsession in my heart, but I can't do anything to you." Now that you've decided to give up everything, you want to find life in the ice. But I am always the one who wants to kill you, and I will walk with you on the road ahead. Wait until I can make up my mind to kill you! ”

"Blood Ji ......" The man stared at the woman in front of him, his expression was clear, and he shouted softly. It's as if I'm sighing for the things that women are carrying. However, the entanglement of another thing in his heart made him unable to let go.

The man looked squarely at the woman and stepped forward to take her into his arms. Greedily inhaling the fragrance of the woman's body, he whispered in her ear, "I promise you, Blood Princess." In this world, you are the only one who can kill me. ”

As if an oath, the sky was cloudless, but a muffled thunder sounded. A promise to let go of the tangled things in their hearts for a while. The woman backhanded the man, feeling the warmth in his arms. I didn't want to think about anything else, and the quiet atmosphere made the top of the mountain feel a little strange, and the clouds at the foot of the mountain were pressed even lower by a nameless force, as if waiting for the sea before the storm.

"Blood Ji, you have always been my person, even if you exist to kill me, there are not many people I can recognize, promise me to wait for me to complete the regret." The man gently put his hands on the woman's cheeks and said softly. When the woman heard this, her originally cold face was flushed, and she was speechless. The two kissed under the moon, rubbed in the long river of time and space, retaining the memory of a certain moment.

Once rejoicing, the dawn will be. The two of them left separately, but before the woman left, a blood-red lotus flower grew on the ground beneath her. I don't know how long later, the two of them came to the top of the mountain again from different directions. The woman came first, and when she saw the lotus, she took out a letter and set it aside. Then, she took out the sword she thought was killing, and slashed into her abdomen, and the blood splattered to make the blood-colored lotus even more red. Immediately after, there was a thunderclap from the sky, and the woman's body turned into a lotus flower in the dark, and drops of blood dripped between the petals of the lotus.

Soon after, the man also arrived. When he saw the lotus flower that was even more bloody, there was no sorrow or joy in his heart. After picking up the remaining letter and examining it, he shattered it with one palm. Turning his gaze to the blood-colored demonic lotus in front of him again. Looking at the lotus in front of him, the man was indignant, but there were no more reproachful words. But I heard him mutter, "Blood Ji, I know this is your choice. However, in order to bear. I would like to let this lotus flower turn into a curse, and when the day comes when you can really make up your mind to kill me, let this curse consume me. But before I can do that, I'm going to find life in the snow. This curse will be my dream for you, and when the dream is fulfilled, I will make you stand before my eyes again. When the time comes, I will not break my word. You are the only one in this world who can kill me! ”

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Muttering in a low voice, the heavens and the earth seemed to sense something. Thunder exploded in the sky, the originally silent mountain range was restless, and the clouds at the foot of the mountain suddenly surged, like a storm overwhelming the eight desolations, shocking all living beings who could see this scene. Suddenly, the blood lotus in front of him seemed to be sensitive, blooming with brilliance, encompassing the two. I don't know how long it has been, the color has been lost, and the man doesn't know where he has disappeared, leaving only a drop of bewitching blood in its place, telling a story that has never been buried.

Time is a beast that devours everything.

It devours all kinds of stories, affectionate, ruthless, sad, joyful. All kinds of disillusioned stories rise and fall in the years, and the passing time ruthlessly buries everything. It seems to have no food and clothing, and it continues to devour everyone's everything without stopping until the end of its life, drowning it by a huge wave, and rubbing it with history in the nothingness that does not know whether it is the past or the future.

Countless starry skies hide countless secrets. The planet full of life, constantly evolving this wonderful story, an illusory shadow flashed in the river of years, the huge waves swallowed everything during the period, the evolution of life, the birth of human traces. The unchanging time of a thousand years has promoted the progress of the times.

Earth, the mother planet of life urged by human beings, has evolved in history, and in the middle of the twentieth century, with the continuous progress of the times. Various industrial industries began to rise, and after opening up countless roads to connect the world in the previous Age of Discovery, the strength of various countries in the world became closer and closer. At the same time, with the passing of the Second World War, countries began to pay more attention to the economic development of their own countries.

With the continuous development of various industries, tourism began to rise rapidly. In order to obtain more effective benefits, the regions began to spare no effort to promote the beauty and peculiarity of their scenic spots......

Whoa-whoa-whoa-

Approaching the Pacific Ocean near the Maldives, the wind and the sun are beautiful today. The waves ripple gently into the distance, and the warm breeze is mixed with the faint saltiness of the seawater. However, many people know that behind this calm lies a deadly crisis. Three days ago, a huge storm swept through this seemingly beautiful water!

The vast Pacific Ocean is dotted with islands of all sizes. These islands are formed by volcanic eruptions, crustal movements, and of course coral islands that accumulate after the death of countless polyps. Somewhere in this body of water, an island that protrudes after a storm comes to the surface.

The island is full of yellow sand, and occasionally a few scattered stones are scattered all over the island. A young man of seventeen or eighteen sat on the edge of the beach in a depressed mood and looked at the endless sea, hoping that a ship would pass by and save him from this locked hell. He is an ordinary tourist in China, who was supposed to go to the Maldives to experience the exotic scenery, but the storm three days ago destroyed the cruise ship he was on. After the storm passed, he came to his senses and found himself on this strange desert island.

The island is about 10 square kilometers in size, but when the tide rises, it shrinks by as much as half. In the past few days, he has also relied on the impact of crabs caught by chance on the beach. He did not dare to go into the water, the previous storm had become one of the biggest shadows of his life. On this helpless island, he could only pray that a boat would pass by and that he would be rescued from this hell.

If he hadn't picked up some fresh water bottles scattered from the broken ships by chance in the past few days, I'm afraid he would have died of thirst, although he temporarily sustained himself with crabs under the beach, but the fresh water was decreasing little by little, and if no ships passed by for a while, he could only be trapped here, becoming a page that could not be remembered in the torrent of history.

The boy sat weakly on the shore and rubbed his hungry stomach helplessly. Seeing that the sun was setting again, he sighed helplessly. Eat the last crab you caught, then turn and head deeper into the island. The altitude was relatively high, and even at high tide he didn't have to worry about being carried by the sea; And every night it was windy, and he dug a small nest there with his hands.

Returning to his nest and covering his whole body with sand was what he felt warm. There is a large temperature difference between day and night at sea, and now he can only use this method to keep himself from freezing to death. Ready for sleep, he once again habitually looked into the depths of the ocean, and at this time he was not willing to give up any hope.

"Uh...... Is that...... Strange, when did there be two more people on this island? Scanning everything on the island at last, he didn't let out a single sound of surprise. At the end of the boy's gaze, two people were standing opposite each other on the beach where he had just squatted. Their appearance was very abrupt, and the people buried in the sand felt an inexplicable sense of fear. He didn't dare to make a sound, and quietly watched the changes in the two of them......

Whoa-whoa-whoa-

The waves still crash against the beach, and as the sun sets, the water climbs a few points upwards each time, as if to swallow the island. The rhythm of the tide also became heavy at this time with the sudden appearance of the two uninvited guests, and the sound, wave after wave, seemed to contain the anger that had been there for a long time, and gradually led to the outbreak of suppressed anger.

On the edge of the wave, on the yellow sand, stood two people, two young men in their twenties. One was dressed in white, and the other was dressed in pitch black. If you compare the two, you will be surprised to find that these two people are almost identical except for the different colors in their hair and eyes.

In the silence, an invisible majesty emanated from the two of them, and the waves seemed to stop the noise at this moment. People who are almost identical, exude two diametrically opposed auras. The man in white, a heroic body, with flowing silver hair, although a heroic and domineering spirit, there is a faint indifference of Mo Ran, and the temperament of the man in white is exuding that the world is amazed; The man in black opposite him was weird, his eyes exuded a very uncalm color, and there was a faint inexplicable death breath, but he was even more ruthless than the man in white in his indifference.

The two are opposed, and the aura that invisibly emanates makes everything stop, and all the voices around the island seem to be expelled at this moment, as if it is the majesty of the emperor, and the posture makes everything lose color, and there is only surrender.

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