"Hey~~~, anyone・・・・・・ hey~~~~"

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The sound was swallowed up in the vast four fields, and the cold wind blew, rolling up puffs of dust. Solitude, acquisition is the best adjective for the here and now. Xiguang raised one hand to block the dust in front of him with his sleeve, and the other into his sleeve, covering his nose with the edge of his sleeve, and struggled in the direction of the empty city, the long hike did not seem to shorten the distance between him and the city, and the howling wind made you unable to even hear the sound of your own breathing. Here, time pales in comparison, and infinity becomes the theme here. Here, there is no hustle and bustle, no interpersonal life, no everything, all the noise. The essence of life seems to be revealed, loneliness, yes, man is a social animal, but he is born so lonely, or when you are not yet born, at the moment when you enter the egg to form a fertilized egg, you say goodbye to your 1099999999 brothers, and win the laurels and step into a new palace. The moment no one else enters that film of proteins or sterols, you're alone. Born, you came to Earth like an alien, parents and family? You don't have such a concept, and the child who is born is self-centered until he can speak (and some people even go from being able to speak to being unable to speak), and then your world is only you. Adolescence, adulthood, the black-haired person sends the white-haired person, gradually ages to the end of the world, you leave alone and walk towards the "disappearance" in the eyes of others. Lonely? Is it a sorrow or another form of truth? Or is the search for truth itself a lonely process? Is it that human beings can only advance in solitude and indulge in paralysis? There are no answers, the wind is still blowing, and they are only responsible for arousing doubts・・・・・・

"Explorers?" From the ears of Xiguang came the voice of a man talking

The west light, which was immersed in nothingness, was pulled back, and he turned his head vigorously against the wind and sand to look over. I couldn't see clearly, Yang Chen blurred his figure, no, it was her figure. The short black hair and saber made Xiguang think he was a man at first sight, but the faintly visible lines immediately changed Xiguang's judgment.

"You・・・・・・ you are?" Xiguang asked,

"It doesn't matter, or it doesn't matter the moment you get here, because if you go any further, you're going to die."

"What・・・・・・ what?" Xiguang subconsciously asked about what she said before he could react, but when he looked at it again, he couldn't see anything.

I don't know if it was because the stranger's words inexplicably produced a rebellious mentality, or if her words aroused Xiguang's strong curiosity, and Xiguang continued to move forward without paying attention. Probably the huge city sheltered the wind and sand, but as the west light approached step by step, the wind gradually stopped, and the sand seemed to slowly stand still in the air. Xiguang walked into the city with a demon, and the white-haired little girl became welcome and shuttled between the cities, and Xiguang followed him as if she was possessed. Finally, the little girl squatted in the middle of the flower bed with her cloak and played with the little flowers. Xiguang stepped forward, "Little girl, what are you ・・・・・・・・" Before Xiguang's words fell, he only felt a chill behind him, "It's finally here, it's finally here!" From all around, there was a sound from the broken vocal cords, and in an instant, the flowers withered and spread from all sides to the center where the little girl was until the little girl's seat, and before she could react, the little girl's cloak had been broken by a big white hand, turning into sharp claws, a thunderous momentum, Xiguang found that he had floated in the sky, and the world was flipped in perspective, Xiguang fell heavily to the ground, his vision began to blur, his arms trembled, and Xiguang felt a violent pain in his chest, Subconsciously touched it, "Blood? Xiguang had green juice on his hands, and it smelled of blood or copper, and Mephisto's words came to Xiguang's mind, "Rose bushes, red symbolizes victory and makes people excited, and green, which is the thorn of roses, symbolizes danger." "Green blood? It's an apt metaphor, but it's dangerous.

The beast's wheezing sound was accompanied by the grimace of the imp in hell, the smell of death seemed to be getting closer and closer, Xiguang desperately tried to move his body, but the body seemed to have already lost control, the monster's footsteps made the ground shake, and the dirty breath had blown on his face, "Damn~, move me, move me quickly" The body obviously has a sense of touch, but it doesn't listen to its own command, like a small animal encountering a predator, panicked and lost action. The giant claws were playing with him, like a cat playing with its prey, but this "cat" was an ugly man-eating monster. "Get moving, get moving!" "Think of Mephisto's notoriess expression, Mom is still waiting for me to find a job, I can't let her look down on me anymore" Xiguang felt his toes move, he turned over and saw a small alley, he struggled to crawl on the ground with both hands, "He#¥ think about Daivi for me!" I haven't held the hand of my sexy big sister yet! "Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~h

Xiguang ran into the alley, and he miraculously found that the structure of this lonely city alley was exactly the same as Zoldan's, and Lone City and Zordan were like twin brothers, or rather, like reflections in a mirror, yes! The reflection in the mirror, Xiguang suddenly realized, the opposition between the things in the mirror and the things in reality, came to the entrance of Zoldan is also the exit of this lonely city, that is to say, I only need to find the entrance to the Zoldan world, that is, the exit of this world, as long as I remember the terrain before Dai Wei brought me here. "Xiguang, Xiguang, move me, this brain that has not been used for a few years, quickly give me memories of the terrain and give me memories quickly." Xiguang thought about it again and again and rushed out with his memory, and the fear just now still made Xiguang's feet weak.

The hole in his chest has been "gushing" blood, Xiguang feels, the darkness is seizing his consciousness step by step, at this moment, a black guy in front of him blocked his way, the cruel laughter made Xiguang recognize that this is the monster that just attacked him, the first time to look at the monster head-on, what you see in front of you is a ruminous resentment that is entangled in the world, all the **, greed, tyranny, gluttony, Xiguang saw something that he didn't want to see in his life, All of them are like rough stone knives rubbing against Xiguang's heart, is this the greedy beast?