Everybody can hear it

In the Great Wilderness years, those broken traces cracked deep into the earth's crust

Only your sorrow and my heartache

Only his tumultuous rain and her bruises

In order to dust those fallen stars in the fog

The night is stained with winter hoarfrost

The hoarfrost fell into the darkness of the tide

The dry season of this wasteland is an annual jointing in life

Asuka panicked

The heavenly fire burned them into shadows

Next life

They were reduced to ashes

Become a legend and wander the world

Crush the gods of the sky to ashes

In a thousand centuries

Singing a lonely and cold song

Deserted Night stretched out his hand to pry away the withered grass that fell from the top of the cave, step by step into the cave, the biting cold like ice water slowly seeping into the pores, the cold stone wall was covered with green moss because of the dampness of the cave, in addition to the sound of water in the gloomy cave, only the sound of their own footsteps was echoing in the huge cave, the hollow was lonely, and several unknown birds flew into the dark depths of the cave and disappeared without a trace.

Looking up at the deserted night, his eyes were lonely and cold, the top of the cave was dotted with stars, the stars were moving, the night sky was deep, he looked at the starry sky, and a familiar picture suddenly flashed in his mind: the vast gray-blue sky, the sun, moon and stars were chaotic together, confused and did not know where and where, the sky was boundless and the earth was reversed, the surging sea water was like a beast, the monstrous waves, poured into the sky, the red sky was dyed with the blood of the ground, the red color seemed to be experiencing a catastrophe, the day and night were reversed, everything was shattered, a familiar young figure wearing a black cloak stood on a flying bird with gold and fire all over his body, holding a flowing sword in his hand, The blood groove of the sword body is flowing with four dazzling colors, opposite the young man, a feminine figure with white hair, holding a black flute in his hand, and the whole body is scattered around the Quartet, the two people are stalemate in the sky, and the corpses on the ground are pillowed, I don't know what day it is.

A cold wind blew, and the desolate night in a trance suddenly came back to his senses, looked around at the cold walls, moved his steps gently, and walked to the depths of the cave.

The sound of the water was clear to the ear, and the desolate night walked towards the source of the sound, only to see the water in the cave flowing along the stone wall from an unknown place at the top of the cave, forming a water curtain covering the stone wall, and some handwriting was faintly visible on the stone wall behind the water curtain.

Deserted night's eyes are deep, a ray of light appears in his hand, his right hand is easily waved from left to right, the blue-black light in the palm of his hand crosses an arc in the air, the water curtain "bang" was lifted to the side, the stone wall left the cover of the water curtain naked in front of him, the words engraved on the stone wall are profound, strong and powerful, although after several years, it is still clearly visible, Araya walked a few steps forward with his hands behind his back, and the footprints on the ground fell deeply. He could see a few lines written vertically on the stone wall:

Reincarnation is bitter, barren mountains are covered, life and death are tribulated, the way back is broken, the green silk goes overnight, and the war in this life is chaotic;

The end of the world, the starlight bones, the death of a foreign land, the life is hard, the ambition of leaving the world is unfolding, and the heavenly fire is dying.

The eyes of the deserted night were blurred, and in a trance, the Buddha heard the voice of a familiar and complaining woman, and the Buddha parted in life and death:" If I could do it all over again, I would rather never meet you again in this life, your warm memories have never been given by me, this vast wilderness, even if I look at you more, it is a luxury for me, I have never stopped thinking about you, my love for you has grown from intensifying to silent, leaving you in this life, I have no other choice, I love you, so I must leave you, even if the third life is reincarnated into ashes, even if the catastrophe is gone. Deserted night, you forget me"

The moment he finished reading the words, Araya lost his original chilling atmosphere. The light that fell from the palm of his hand gradually dimmed until it disappeared, and the thin curtain of water reappeared, obscuring the ancient and deep handwriting.

Ariya closed his eyes, let out a long sigh of relief, and walked towards the cave again.

The Cold Abyss of Atternam: The Nanxin Zhou Family

A white full moon hung high in the calm sky, and the whole cold abyss was immersed in the tranquility of the night, away from the bustle and hustle and bustle of the day, and comforted the homeless in the corners of the world. The cool night breeze gently swept through the garden of the Zhou family, which was extremely quiet and serene, and the little lights filtered out from the distant room with a warm and gentle light, and in the dimly lit firewood room, Yang Huan and Beiqian were unconscious and half-asleep, silent.

The air in the firewood room was filled with the ashes left after the firewood burning, dry and choking, the sweat on the body dried on the clothes, and the feeling of adhesion was particularly uncomfortable, Yang Huan sat on the ground with his back against the cold wall, and lay in the crook of Yang Huan's arm in the north, his faint breathing was extremely stable, but there was no sign of being sober. Helplessly, Yang Huan leaned his head against the wall, looked at the roof with blank eyes, and sighed softly, which looked particularly clear and helpless in this quiet and silent firewood room. Yang Huan doesn't know what he can do now, and he doesn't know what he is thinking, looking at the roof in a daze, who am I? What am I going to do? Where am I going?

Yang Huan moved his body uncomfortably, wanting to put Beiqian more smoothly, his eyes swept and he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the wound on Beiqian's body that was shot by an arrow from the dust and tore it open again, and the blood stained the clothes around the wound red, and the flesh and blood were blurred. Yang Huan suddenly came back to his senses, "Ah!", looking at the bloody wound, Yang Huan didn't know what to do. Now, there is no medicine, and he can't get out, if there is any accident in the north, what will I do? No, I must save him!

The cold night suddenly became strange and the dark tide surged, and the quiet night suddenly blew a cold wind, and the wind outside the window of the firewood room suddenly blew the leaves "rattle", and after a few seconds, it suddenly returned to calm. Yang Huan probed the probe and looked out, and he lay down smoothly as he moved north, for fear that a little movement would exacerbate the deterioration of the wound. The wind outside the window blew in, raising dust and fine sand on the ground, and the originally dim candle flame swayed in the wind, and the flickering light made the atmosphere strange and mysterious.

With a "bang", the confined firewood door was suddenly blown open by a gust of wind, and Yang Huan was lowering his head to stabilize the northward migration, when he was suddenly startled by the scene in front of him, and the wind whistled and left a touch of silence. He looked up and saw that there was a person suddenly standing at the door of the originally closed firewood room, through the dim firelight, he looked at the other party, a drunken man dressed in tatters stood there drunkenly holding the door, holding a wine gourd in his hand, swaying and holding the door frame while drinking wine, his casual eyes caught a glimpse of Yang Huan's frightened and confused expression, and then made a wine burp, the smoke of the liquor blew with the wind, and Yang Huan covered his nose with his hand. The drunkard stood there, condescendingly looking down at Yang Huan sitting on the ground and the northward migration in his arms, his drunken eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes revealed a flash of wisdom and awe-inspiring light.

He was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it? Yang Huan was suspicious in his heart, but the more he looked at it, the more familiar he became. "I must have seen him somewhere, definitely. Yang Huan thought secretly in his heart.

"Who are you? How did you get in?" Yang Huan didn't believe that the Zhou family would let this drunken drunk come in, and leave them here, what did the Zhou family want? The drunkard just stood like that, and took a sip of wine: "What's the matter, you forgot about me so soon?" The voice soaked in the wine.

Suddenly, Yang Huan's head was bright, and he remembered the drunkard he met in the bamboo forest after leaving the grass house that day, wasn't it the person in front of him? What a coincidence, Yang Huan was happy in his heart, and looked at the drunk man happily and said: "You are the ...... I met on the road when I left the bamboo house that day" Yang Huan was suddenly surprised, stood up and pointed at him suddenly. The drunkard didn't answer any of his questions, just looked at him in a daze, and ignored everything.

"The arrows in him have the light of the Dark-Ray Arrows, a deviant weapon. The drunkard raised his left hand slightly, emitting a black light, and in an instant, a white transparent pill appeared in the palm of his hand, stretched out in front of Yang Huan, who was sitting on the side, and looked at Yang Huan with a solemn face.

Yang Huan looked at him with strange eyes, what kind of dark arrow, what did he say crazy? Looking at the white transparent pill in front of him, and then seeing that he didn't want to hurt him, but he couldn't give Beiqian a medicine that he didn't know where to come, if there was a mistake, it would be too late to regret it. After thinking about it again, Yang Huan shook his head slightly and said firmly: "Thank you for your kindness, but I can't give him the medicine given by others at will." ”

He must ensure the safety of his move north, and ensure that he can return safely.

The drunkard also seemed to be a little sober, and the expression on Yang Huan's face, which was originally looking at him with a solemn face, suddenly laughed, turned around and put the white pill on the wooden table next to him, and said in his mouth: "Not bad, not bad." While getting drunk and preparing to leave, he glanced back at Yang Huan mysteriously.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door of the firewood room, the door was suddenly opened, and the movement just now attracted the servant to run over with a sword, glaring at Yang Huan and then blocking the way of the drunkard.

The servant looked at Yang Huan with a squint, and sneered disdainfully, "That's good, there are helpers, then don't want to escape from here!"

The drunkard laughed contemptuously, picked up the gourd and took a sip of the wine, and in an instant it turned into a black dragon roaring into the sky, leaving the wind blowing and swaying the dim candle flame.

The many servants were stunned for a moment, and then watched the drunkard flee in front of them, and glanced at Yang Huan who was sitting on the ground angrily, and scolded angrily: "Stay here well, don't want to escape, otherwise you won't be able to eat and walk around." Hmph!"

The servant flicked his sleeves out angrily, locked the door again, and hurried away with a sound of footsteps.

Yang Huan helplessly glanced at the dilapidated firewood house that had returned to tranquility around him, and sighed faintly. Why did the drunkard come here? He seemed to have come to his aid, and why? His innocent eyes watched him move north, and he saw that the abnormal flush of his cheeks made fine beads of sweat appear on his forehead, and his unsteady breathing was extremely unsteady, and he gasped uncomfortably. His bright eyes flashed a hint of distress, his hands clenched his fists tightly, and his heart struggled.

The symptoms of the northward migration are likely to be worsening, and if it is delayed, the consequences will be unimaginable, but...

You can't have anything to do, and I will never let you have anything to do. Believe me?

Yang Huan took the white pill that the drunkard had placed on the wooden table, his eyes struggled and he didn't know what to do, he hesitated for a while, and had no choice but to let Beiqian take the pill.

The starry sky is shining, may you be well.

The cold blade is red blood, and the iron bones are natural.

East Wind Side of Atlante: The Windy Year City

The night in the city is extremely quiet, the moonlight is as quiet as a pool of clear water, the barking of the deep alleys is heard from afar, and the faint bustle of the downtown in the distance. The houses obscured the distant lights, and the lights echoed in the air as a blurred light. Dou Xi clutched his chest extremely uncomfortably, cautiously walked through the downtown area, and left in a hurry and soon came to the Golden City Palace.

The golden city hall looks particularly mysterious and unpredictable under the moonlight like water, and the golden brilliance exudes the color of gold and silver intertwined under the silver-white moon end, which is sacred and inviolable.

Diexi hurriedly walked into the main hall, and on the seat in the center of the hall, which showed his noble status, Kazel sat alone on the seat, lowered his head and looked at the ancient parchment scrolls seriously, his majestic figure was covered with loneliness, his handsome brows were slightly furrowed, his expression was worried, and there were still some beads of sweat on his forehead.

Hearing the slight sound of footsteps, he looked up slightly and saw Diexi quietly coming in, so he hurriedly got up and walked over with great strides.

Seeing Diexi's extremely uncomfortable face, his deep eyes flashed with a touch of distress, and he asked with concern: "How did my sister become like this?

Looking at the pity in Kazel's eyes, his heart warmed, his body and mind relaxed, he sat down on the chair, and shook his head slightly: "No, it's just that I couldn't get back Lei Lingyu..."

Diexi recounted his experience of leaving here, from leaving the pole to being injured by the dust, and fled in a hurry.

Kazel nodded slightly, and looked at her with cold eyes with relief: "Sister don't take it to heart, just rest well." He sighed slightly, the worry between his brows becoming more apparent.

Diexi frowned suspiciously: "Why does my brother have to leave the extreme Lei Lingyu?"

Hearing this, Kazel raised his eyebrows, patted his thin shoulder, and said seriously: "Cangdong Lingering Mountain hides the absolute weapon on the side of the east wind: the moment of life and death. It not only records the origin and destruction of all things in heaven and earth, but also tells in detail about the defects of various forbidden spells and various gods and gods, life and death have their own spirituality to find their master, and if you want to have life and death moments, only through life and death experience can you have this terrifying weapon, but every time you use it to trade with life, life and death in an instant, there are countless people who die in the moment of life and death. Therefore, the sea of blood sealed in the moment of life and death made many people daunting. ”

Still puzzled, he continued to ask, "But what does this have to do with Lei Lingyu?"

Kazel didn't answer, but walked out of the temple with Diexi, and stood in the doorway. The hustle and bustle in the distance has nothing to do with here, and the stars in the sky are shining with a charming light.

The two looked up at the sky almost at the same time, and the enchanting silence made people yearn for it.

A particularly bright star flashed in each of the four directions in the starry sky. The stars in the east shine silver-white to represent the moment of life and death, and the stars in the west represent the dark arrows, shining blue-black. The ice-blue stars in the south shine brightly, representing the Sushui Piano, and the northern stars shine in fiery red, representing the overflowing fire flute.

"Look!" Caazel pointed to the silver-white star in the east, its faint brilliance, and the other three stars overshadowed its brilliance, flickering in the vast sea.

Kazel lowered his head and withdrew his arm, looked at Diexi, and said helplessly: "Do you understand? The seal of the life and death moment is about to be broken.....

Diexi seemed to understand what was going to happen, but he was extremely unwilling, his bright eyes flickered in the night, and he asked with a slight frown: "Then what should we do?" If we lose the protection of the absolute weapon, the position of the wind side will be in jeopardy. ”

Kazel's eyebrows unconsciously overflowed with his brother's doting, the care on his face was ready to be seen in his eyes, he grabbed her hand tightly, and the two stood facing each other, Kazel held Diexi's shoulders with both hands, lowered his eyes, and a forced smile: "Even if the sky falls, I will carry it for you." ”

In the gentle and calm night, the golden city hall is far away from the hustle and bustle of the extraordinarily holy and quiet, at the door of this hall, two figures stared at the dark tide of the sky for a long time, staring at the future flickering bright and dark road.

The Cold Abyss of Atternam: The Nanxin Zhou Family

In the calm night after the turbulence, after Yang Huan took medicine to the north, he also fell asleep unconsciously in a dim environment.

By the time Yang Huan was woken up by a group of servants, it was already dawn outside, but he didn't know what time it was.

The group of servants threw the two of them in the side hall with all hands and feet, and Yang Huan supported him to move north, afraid that they would break his wounds. The atmosphere was a little solemn, Yang Huan felt that someone in front of him was staring at him, and when he looked up, he saw that on the seat in the center of the side hall, Zhou Bai, who had caught them in yesterday, was sitting proudly with a look of contempt and disdain.

Yang Huan frowned unhappily, then saw Zhou Bai snort disdainfully, got up lazily, looked at him condescendingly, looked at Yang Huan like a prey, and hooked the corners of his mouth: "You kid dare to make trouble on the street?"

Yang Huan chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly said, "I didn't!"

Zhou Bai laughed twice as if he had heard a joke, and said jokingly: "You don't have so many people watching, you are embarrassed to lie, do you think it is useful?"

Zhou Bai stood up and walked back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back: "Well, I heard that you were still delusional about escaping yesterday, this is a crime plus one degree! I also heard that you smashed the glass cup of your eldest brother in the garden yesterday, this is a crime plus two degrees." I also heard that you had an accomplice who wanted to rescue you last night and tried to escape, which is a crime of the third degree!"

Zhou Bai sneered and looked at Yang Huan on the ground with disdain, squatted down, looked at him with playful eyes, and said softly and lazily: "You say... How am I going to punish you, a sinner of the third degree?" said a contemptuous and smug smile in his tone

Yang Huan was embarrassed by his actions, glared at him angrily with red and innocent eyes, and watched him sit back on the main seat with a smile, Yang Huan sorted out his thoughts and said slowly:

"I heard that the Zhou family is one of the best, and I don't want to be so indiscriminately convicted. If that little boy doesn't bully others, how can we resist? If you don't arrest us for no reason, how can we run away and smash the glass jar? Why does that person need to come to save me? So your three sins have been added up a little quickly. ”

Zhou Bai laughed out loud, as if he had heard a big joke, but he couldn't laugh into his eyes: "I don't want you to have a clever mouth that can speak well, but what's the use?"

Zhou Bai closed his eyes and turned around, waved his hand, and motioned for the servant to throw the two of them into the endless cold abyss, and the servant couldn't help but tremble when he heard the words. No one dares to set foot in the endless cold abyss for thousands of years, frozen for eternity, freezing all nights and rain, and those who are thrown into it have no chance of survival, and they will definitely die.

"Stop, what are you doing here?" Just a moment before the two were pulled away, when Yang Huan shouted to no avail, an extremely domineering but magnetic voice came from outside the hall. The sound is familiar.

Everyone looked outside the hall, and a man with a lofty aura stepped in, and the king's breath between his eyebrows instantly overshadowed Zhou Bai's ruffianism, and the king's temperament made the atmosphere of the side hall more depressing.

The moment Yang Huan saw him, his eyes were filled with countless desires and expectations, hoping that this person could save him. But... Thinking about it, he seemed to be a family with Zhou Bai, and injuries flashed in his eyes.

Zhou Bai's eyes flashed with surprise and annoyance: "Big brother, why are you here?

The corners of Zhou Xing's mouth hooked slightly, and he said word by word: "It's also my business to break my glass cup, so I won't let the second brother interfere." Compared to these two people smashing the glass cup, making trouble on the street is insignificant, so leave it to me to deal with. ”

After saying that, he immediately said: "Come on, bring these two people down." ”

"Big brother..."Zhou Bai was unwilling to stop.

Zhou Xing's head moved slightly, and he said calmly: "What's the matter, the second brother has an opinion?"

"No... No!" Zhou Bai shook his head slightly when he heard this.

A few servants hurriedly came in outside the door, and Yang Huan struggled a few times and couldn't get rid of it, so he could only let them take him away.

Yang Huan originally thought that he had escaped from the leopard and attracted the wolf, but he didn't want Zhou Xing to take them to a room with simple and atmospheric decoration.

Yang Huan fell to the ground with a stone in his heart, gently put Beiqian on the bed, and carefully covered him with a quilt.

"Why are you so down, where did you come from?" Zhou Xing looked at the dilapidated man in front of him, and couldn't imagine how they spent these days, not to mention another wounded man who was about to die, and asked him while pouring tea.

"I... I ......" Yang Huan thought that he was so depressed in front of such an unattainable person, he was really like a beggar, he was embarrassed, he didn't know what to do, and his face was embarrassed. Where is the appearance of a newborn calf in the garden who is not afraid of tigers?

"I ......"