The chill of the skull is like a maggot with the bone burrowing straight into the crack of the bone, the kind of trembling from the soul makes the night without hatred at a loss, the nest overturned, the green scarlet, if you insist on revealing this feeling of despair in great detail, the night is happy to confide, after all, communication is an effective way to alleviate, the same qi of the soul is always much stronger than the pressure of extinction alone, in his words: " Ordinary fears are all in the eyes and hearts, touching the eyes and feelings, but what I have experienced, without a trace, like an antelope hanging its horns, is completely unexpected in my heart out of thin air, and this kind of fabrication is not something I can consciously control. This emotion is like a dense tentacle sticking out of the endless abyss, the monster that represents despair roars to crawl out, the wind and rain, the evil moon is dim, the desolate heart is full of forebore devastation, I have a clear premonition of what I am going to face, a suffocating sense of loss. ”

After listening to this for a long time, what could the four of them say? The words of comfort inevitably seemed a little naïve. The cold sweat of the night was enough for them to understand that the seriousness of the matter was beyond their control.

Even Phocloe was silent, he had never encountered such a situation, his life experience was extremely rich, he had participated in the war against the Tree Cave Clan in the secluded forest, broke into the lair of the dragon, slain the Ghost Rider, and even the tragic bravery from the Minoan Labyrinth could not be called the essence of his legendary experience. But even if it is so, it has fought more years than ordinary people have eaten, but it has never seen such a situation as night without hatred, that is to say, an unprecedented challenge to see the dagger.

"Where do we go from here?" Huo Jie asked tentatively after a moment of silence.

"Get out of the city quickly, this place is not suitable for a long time. There was no hatred at night, and the thick fear made his heart palpitate.

"Understood. Huo Jie nodded solemnly.

The five of them walked away quickly, from the Nine Heavens Auction Hall to two streets away, because of the panic in the heart of the night without hatred, only by constantly walking and fleeing can they make their hearts feel a little better, so the speed is extremely impressive.

Seeing the busy traffic and business trips at night, he suddenly had a perspective of watching as a bystander, and he paused in his footsteps without feeling stupid, and the sense of alienation that was so strange made him feel unparalleled fear.

"That's someone else's life. Ye Wuqiu's eyes straightened, and he was stunned as if he had lost his soul, "Full and peaceful!"

Two clear tears made two shallow marks on his cheeks.

What the hell is going on! I was in the auction hall so well, why is this happening! Phocloe's heart was anxious, he stepped forward, observing that there was no hatred in the night, wanting to do something but afraid of making a mess, he could only be as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

The sun gradually droops, drawing a day-to-day trajectory in the sky, and will eventually approach the western mountains without suspense.

Ye Wuqi stared at his eyes and stood still in place, just when Phocleo thought that he had gone mad, he suddenly shook his spirit, and an indescribable heat rose in his eyes!

"Let's go! Ye Wuqiu suddenly said this.

"Go back?" Phoklo's expression of joy when he saw that the night was resuscitating suddenly froze again, and he said tentatively, "My lord, what are we going back for?"

Ye Wuqi seemed to be full of interest, and he stopped quite excitedly and said: "The map has not yet arrived, and the Yinhan Nebula Iron has not been obtained, what is the point of us coming here?"

"Yes...... You've just ......," Folcro said hesitantly.

And at this moment, the distortion of space fluctuated imperceptibly at the end of the ray of light that shone before the sun set, and Falcro was keenly aware of this detail, his eyes narrowing slightly, the reflection of his eyelashes faintly imprinted in his pupils, and at the same time, a sense of uncanny absurdity rippled through his heart.

Something is wrong! Absolutely not right! There must be something wrong with this!

He hurriedly looked at the other people, only to see that the originally enthusiastic Night Innocent was suddenly silent again, he flashed a few meters away like a dream, his hands hung down and his head bowed deeply, and the whole person revealed the hellish silence and horror of Senluo.

And Huo Jie, Yun Xiaochan, and Huo Lingchang are the same, the four of them seem to reveal the corrupt atmosphere of the walking corpse!

"You ......" Furklo stretched out his hand, first abandoning Ye Wuqi and walking towards Huo Lingchang.

Just as Pho Klo's hand was about to touch Huo Lingchang's shoulder, a sudden change occurred!

"Roar-" Huo Ling raised his head suddenly, and what greeted Phoclo was not the graceful eyebrows and eyes and the appearance of ice muscles and jade bones on weekdays, but the face of a zombie that described it as hideous! The left half of the pale skin is bloodless, and the dry and chapped pores ooze a thick black mucus, and what is even more heart-warming is the right half of his face, the scarlet subcutaneous tissue is exposed, and the vivid blood bubbles are clearly visible, and even the right eye has no eyelids, and the huge eyeballs are almost falling out, if it is not for the faintly visible nerve connection, even a breeze is enough to make its eye sockets empty.

The foul smell came to his face, and Phoclo covered his mouth and nose and retreated, forcing himself to endure the churning in his stomach, and finally determined that something was wrong, but he did not panic in the slightest, but completely calmed down, and searched the development of events from beginning to end in his mind in order to detect the mistake.

"Roar-" At this time, it can't be called a human, four zombies similar to those seen in the swamp pounced, Phocrow was agile, dodging one after another, but the zombies followed wherever he went, it was extremely difficult!

A flash of inspiration flashed in Phocloe's heart, and the title of "corpse shepherd" came to his mind! But where are the zombies in the bustling and bustling capital? Are the many human masters vegetarians?

Thinking like this, the corners of Phocloe's mouth suddenly smeared a smile of sudden realization, so it was!

At this moment, three kinds of light washed and swallowed like a torrent, a scarlet like a blood-soaked sunset, a golden white like a sacred sacrifice, and a red gold like a sea of stars. The three rays of light are intertwined and converged, and then they go to the east and west, turning the world upside down, swimming in the dragon and playing in the sea, brilliant and brilliant, thunder and lightning, showing a beautiful illusion in the endless sky.

Suddenly, when the scene in front of him slowly emerged in the darkness, Phoklo suddenly felt something fall off from his body and make a soft "hiss" sound.

"Huh?" Phoclo looked around blankly, realizing that he was still sitting in a comfortable chair in the high-class hall of the Nine Heavens Auction.

He hurriedly looked to his side, only to see that Ye Wuqi and the others also woke up from a big dream and looked at each other in amazement, and they all felt puzzled by what they had experienced.

"What's going on?" asked several people in unison.

......

The auction was in full swing at this time, after all, it had just experienced a blockbuster attack of tens of millions of gold, and people's enthusiasm for the auction was still very high. For most people, although they can't afford it, no one says they look down on it, and watching the battle of the gods is also a pleasing sight.

At this time, the Fallen Thunder Emperor had raised the price to the point of 11 million taels of gold, and he and several other purple-gold level bosses finally had a hope of winning, but he was slightly outbeaten by the unruly old man before.

Needless to say, the Fallen Thunder Emperor was furious, but he was a little helpless, no matter how he raised the price, or hinted at the threat that the old man was going to face in other ways, the old man was stubborn and unrelenting, and moderately suppressed one of his heads.

"What just happened?" Ye Wuqi gasped deeply, he still had a residue in his chest at this time

A pillow of frost will keep you awake all night.

In front of the pacing hall, look at the moon-like snow in the sky.

Full moonlight, full of tenderness, full of nostalgia.

staring blankly at everything, like escaping into the sky, but also standing in front of the hall like petrification, how cold the moonlight is, how lingering the moonlight is!

Maybe the years are like water, maybe time is like an arrow, but there is a moon tonight in life, what are the complaints! It is beautiful and exquisite......

Once, I often imagined that in the misty twilight rain like fog and smoke, holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering on the 24th bridge in Du Mu's poems, listening to the natural music of the rain hitting the stream, looking at the beautiful scenery of the red sun falling, and thinking about a question: "How long is life?"

: Life, sometimes between decades, sometimes between food.

Sometimes it's between breaths, sometimes it's between thoughts.

"Life, in fact, lies between you and me. ”

I heard myself muttering.

Love is like the bright moon, this thing is ancient and difficult to complete. Stretching out my hand, gently caressing the gentle and cold moonlight, as soft as water, as cold as frost, I seem to see the snow-white hand reflected by the moonlight ripples in a piece of moonlight, I seem to see, it is the wound, the pain echoes in the moonlight for a long time....... This world, because of the bright moon, will be colorful, this world, because of the moonlight, will be full of energy!

Moonlight, into the sea, the most beautiful existence, perhaps- - a beam of astringent moonlight sprinkled on the journey of life, people will only feel a faint melancholy, sigh a few words of moonlight blur, sigh that this is just ordinary, and then treat it as the most romantic accident. But the moonlight of the sea is so unforgettable, so hard to let go and forget! And it came so suddenly, so hurriedly. Or vigorous, or lingering.....

No one can reach the bright moon, no one can block the moonlight, unless you step out of the red dust, escape into the empty door, never look back at the prosperity, beauty, red line, full of heart, love. Touching the red dust, although it is not all tragedies, but you will: walk with the pain, and the bright moon will point out the direction for you. Because, when the moon in your heart rises as pure as a jade plate, you will inevitably be injured, and thousands of feelings will surge out like a flood.

When the gray-haired life is too hurried, but only one by your side is your eternal wings, taking you through despair and sorrow. No matter how hard and tired you are, there is no falsehood; When everything has changed