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Akali followed him closely, she knew that what Shen said was right, this attachment would be ruined sooner or later, and maybe it would be better to let go of some things in her heart.

But she knew that for so many years, this matter had already become his obsession.

Maybe it was because of her that the troubles she spoke out under the moon that day strengthened the fact that he became the Eye of Twilight. Young people will always see too many injustices, like hard sand rubbed into the eyes by the world, and would rather be bruised all over their bodies than desperately try to change. Therefore, Akali always felt that he would become like this, and he was also the reason.

And what did she do for her fate?

Maybe only when I was a child would have such a rebellious idea, I refused to grow up and had to grow up slowly, looking at other children lying in the window, and after a while, my parents walked into the store to buy what she liked, or squatted down and touched my head to tell her that I would buy it for you next time.

But she learned early not to say that she was not a girl who should like dolls, and she learned to hold a sword from a very young age, because she was destined to become a ninja, a shadow warrior with secret arts, and a ...... Twilight's wife.

She is used to accepting such a fate, which cannot be changed, and no one in the Equilibrium Sect for thousands of years has ever changed this kind of thing, that is fate, and fate itself is not reasonable, she wants to say, "Forget it, I have given up on my own things, don't be so desperate to rob you." But she knew that that would only make Zai very angry, and the desperate person always couldn't stand the light words of others to give up, just as he couldn't stand Shen so absent-mindedly, but he was always the first to be talented.

Some people say that when you grow up, you start to learn to accept the responsibilities that come your shoulders.

The boy shouted that I would break the shackles of everything.

There are too many truths in this world, but people's eyes are confused.

Akali eventually found him there, the old place, the hidden ruined temple.

He sat alone with his back to the door, his arms wrapped around his legs, his head buried deep in the crooks of his arms, like a wronged child. She suddenly remembered that many years ago, the first time she had seen the silver-haired boy look like this, sitting with his legs crossed in the corner of the huge dojo, lonely as a tuft of fluffy grass clutching the earth.

It's like the unexpected loneliness she is surrounded by ninja children of the same age, and she is envied by them, as if she has to put away the real, crying, screaming self.

Akali felt her heartstrings shudder, she took a deep breath and left silently, everything that had happened in the past seemed to repeat itself in this quiet space, as if the aquatic weeds in the depths of the swamp wrapped around her ankles, dragging her through the depths of memories and self-blame.

At this moment, she suddenly realized what kind of weight this teenager was carrying, desperately yelling "no" to the world.

She grinned and joked, telling herself that everything was going according to plan anyway, like a lamb to the slaughter, and that so many Shadow Fists throughout the ages had not been slaughtered as harshly anyway.

But she was wrong, it was the former self who was sacrificed to the altar by her numb self, the girl who hated growing up alone, hated the twisted inheritance of the Shadow Fist, and hated the girl who would become a tool in the eyes of adults in the future.

And with the dream that has been abandoned by her halfway, she has been stubbornly fighting against the world in blood.

Akali didn't know what had happened since she left, and remembered that perhaps this was what she regretted the most, but perhaps it had been planted long ago, and that they had been propelled by ancient and mysterious forces to an unchangeable end.

But she still regretted it deeply, because it seemed to be the closest she could do to save it.

When she went back to the temple again, it was already night, and he never came back, and no one had seen him go down the mountain. Akali took the weapon, hurriedly to the secret base to check, fortunately the robbery is still there, the moonlight is clear, there is no ghostly scene in the fairy spirit, he sat with his back to the temple door, cross-legged, as if entering a state of meditation.

Akali breathed a sigh of relief, she felt a faint remorse for herself all the way, but luckily nothing happened to him.

"Robbery." As if afraid to wake him up, Akali called him tentatively.

But nothing happened.

As she approached his cross-legged body, she noticed what was in front of her.

It was a very strange sight, a pitch-black scroll was suspended in front of Kami, and the format of the scroll looked extremely primitive, no different from the ninjutsu scroll for official ninjas in the library pavilion, but there was not a word on it, it was pure black, giving people a sense of foreboding.

Because the scroll was not painted black by some kind of dye, the black seemed to be a churning gas, wrapping the whole scroll and constantly exuding that ominous energy.

Those energies lingered in mid-air, as if one hand at a hand, grabbed Zai's body and connected to him, and Zai's forehead was already entrenched in a cloud of black qi, obviously this strange scroll had an effect on him.

"Robbery! Wake up! Akali shook his body, trying to wake him up from the unusual black aura, but to no avail.

The black gas emitted from the scroll became thicker and thicker, and soon enveloped this ruined temple, Akali felt that the smell began to become pungent, and even a little choking, since she was a child, she was exposed to and mastered all kinds of different kinds of energy, she immediately felt that this energy had a strong spiritual impregnation, and the consciousness of the calamity had been bound by it, and she had to act quickly.

The scythe blade that can cut off all magic appeared in his hand, slashing towards the wisps of black qi, as if cutting a soft tofu block, cutting in two, as the black qi connected to the calamity was broken, the black qi that shrouded the room quickly retreated into the scroll, as if someone had reeled it into a tube, Akali wanted to reach out and pick it up and bring it back to the Great Elder to solve, but the strange scroll disappeared as soon as it landed.

Zai opened his eyes.

She couldn't see the black aura between his brows, but the worry in her heart hung over her like a cloud of suspicion.

"Let's go." Said Zai.

"What exactly is that scroll? Feed! Tell me! He stood up and walked forward without looking back, and Akali took three steps and two steps to catch up.

The appearance of the robbery was no different, it was still him, at least he could rule out the possibility of being possessed by something unclean, Akali stepped forward and grabbed his wrist, wanting to probe the magic in his body in detail.

Zai turned her head suddenly, the soft and cold moonlight flowing through his silver-white hair, and it was the first time she had seen him look like this: firm but confident.

She had never seen this kind of confident look, this silver-white haired teenager who was different from ordinary people since he was a child, and he had been suppressed by the absent-minded first place Shen in ninjutsu practice, he had never had such a confident expression, as if he was an undoubted powerhouse, and his handsome face was even more heroic for a while.

"I'll go find Shen. I will defeat him and keep my promise. ”