"Who is silent in the woods? Who is singing by the sea? Who is striking the prayer flags in the wind? Who is it...... Pour a glass of turbid wine at night and be speechless, but the wine reflects the three thousand in the spiritual world? The god stood in front of his old friend's grave, raised his hand, and poured a cup of rice wine on the tombstone, his dark blue eyes lit and extinguished. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Behind the info god is the endless bloody night, carrying the resentment and haze of immortality for thousands of years. The god bowed his head slightly, and the dark saints raised their heads in turn.

"We can't escape this island! This island is an unsolvable Möbius Ring, and we are greeted only by an endless loop! The gray-haired old professor knelt in front of the burning wreckage as waves rushed from far beyond sea level onto the beach, hundreds of ragged passengers staring helplessly at each other, their eyes glinting with unease in the gloomy sky.

"Bang bang bang!" The roar of bullets resounded throughout the night, and the strange man with the head of the deer was beaten into a sieve by countless bullets, but he just smiled and cried at the sky, the bright red blood surged behind him like a tidal wave, and the elk skull with red eyes shining seemed to be about to crack under the countless bullet holes, and the deer-headed stranger walked towards countless police officers and soldiers step by step, and the light of the helicopter hit his thin body, magnifying his shadow countless times behind him. The wild laughter of the weirdos and the sound of gunfire form a never-ending symphony.

"Deceased, this is the last ...... that the Houhai Band dedicates to you Requiem! Liao Qingyin raised her eyebrows and sang with the chords of the guitar, behind her Wang Ziyi beat the drum kit out of dense drums, Zeng Zhi played the electronic organ with ghostly syllables, and the Siren-like song shuttled between countless shadows and torrential rain......

"You're lying to everyone, aren't you?" On the edge of the cliff, Yuan Xi looked coldly at the silent Yang Annian, the lightning pierced the sky, and the dark blue eyes turned from blue to purple.

"The closest to the darkness is the easiest to understand the darkness, is it?" Ran Xiao was expressionlessly pulled into the extreme depths of the sea by countless miserable white arms stretched out from the black ocean, forever dark, behind her, the man with the reverse cross opened his arms as if to give her the warmest hug, the girl smiled and closed her eyes: "Dad......"

"The Old Gods are back!" That terrible and sharp howl flew high from the depths of the earth to the extreme height of the sky in an instant, and the blood-red pillar of light shot straight into the twilight island of the world from within the blood moon, the ancient god statue disintegrated inch by inch, and the slender and graceful figure slowly stretched its body in the blood-colored light, and behind her, the dark black wings spread like the birth of a fallen angel. She opened her eyes that were only chaotic, and in the blink of an eye, countless worlds were born and destroyed. (To be continued.) )