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Darkness, loneliness?

This kind of adjective is no longer used in the Black Forbidden Realm, and hell is not as terrifying as it. If you have to say that this is hell, you can imagine all kinds of powerful natural disasters that will destroy hell to the ground.

Even if it is hell, there should be a poignant manju sawa. Blazing lava rolls and flies in the black forbidden realm. The gray-black sky was not spared. After the lava washed it away, a great rain fell in the Black Forbidden Realm. After a few days, everything tangible was swallowed up, and it did not miss a single creature. It has only one simple wish, to leave its fiery mark on every part of the Black Forbidden Realm.

In another time and space, there is the legend of Hou Yi shooting the sun. The power of those nine golden crows was extremely powerful, but they were nothing compared to the Yan Veins. Even if Hou Yi came to the Black Forbidden Domain, he couldn't stop the Yan Vein.

Many things are like this, fate is predestined, and nothing can be changed. Destruction is the fate of the Black Forbidden Domain, and it is better to face it calmly and become a hell.

I still remember that on the eve of the outbreak of the Yan Vein, countless black flowers were growing on the pitch-black cracked earth. Their appearance is very strange, and it should be said that they were born for something. When Rong Rin saw those flowers, he had a strange feeling in his heart, he liked them very much. The Falling Sky also felt the same way, and when they looked at those flowers, they would always think of the fairyland-like god Stygian Valley, and that person.

Those budding black flowers finally scrambled to bloom the moment the flame veins erupted. The bright red petals on the pitch-black calyx were beautiful, but it looked extremely sad and desperate. When the veins of fire struck and swallowed everything, they looked at each other together, and blood tears floated out of the petals, blood tears were floating, blood tears were floating.

Facing the frenzied flames, they had no power to fight back, and could only wait quietly for death to come, the terrifying roar and the sound of lava tumbling filled the entire black forbidden realm, like the roar of demons in hell. The cries of women and children are mixed in to form a heart-wrenching death song.

No one is spared from the flames, not even gods.

He has always believed in the falling sky.

Yes, Falling Heaven believed that even he would die under the immense power of the Yan Vein, the power that devoured all things, the raging flames that burned the flesh into nothingness, and even the soul was incinerated to the ground.

If the resurrection from the dead is a gift to others, it is a curse to the falling sky. He has lived a long time, but he has suffered from loneliness, and death is always with him like a shadow. After countless painful deaths, there is a resurrection with pain. Later, Falling Sky found that the resurrection time after his divine power was weakened began to be extended, so he felt that he would die too. He believed that gods were also in the six realms of reincarnation, but they were not as ordinary as mortals.

If ordinary death is not complete enough, then let the end be left to the Flame Vein!

When he knew there was no hope of escaping, he already had this decision.

That night there was no moon, no stars, and no wind. The Black Forbidden Realm is incomparably peaceful, reminiscent of summer at night in the mortal world. Two young men stood on the dilapidated city tower, one young man opened a pair of clear eyes, but there was a trace of innate evil in them, he quietly looked at the dark sky.

The person standing next to the young man was Luotian, who patted Starfall on the shoulder and said, "Starfall, with your talent, you should be able to take advantage of the way to escape from the Black Forbidden Domain." ”

Starfall looked at the starless sky, a little distracted, as he remembered the past, and he thought of the man he hated and loved.

"Uncle, I'm sorry. Starfall began, "I'm just a performer, staging the most illusory hopes. ”

"What are you talking about?" Luo Tian's face sank, and his voice was lowered. As he looked at Starfall and saw that the latter was very different from his usual appearance, he felt a little uneasy, he couldn't remember the last time he saw such a picture, but he knew it was certainly not a good thing.

Starfall no longer looked at the starless sky, and said to the falling sky: "Everything in the world follows its own limits, and breaking through the limits is against the principles of heaven and is not allowed." ”

"What do you mean?" Falling Sky stared coldly at Starfall, his instinct telling him that he wasn't wrong.

"No astrologist can do astrology, my father can't do it, and I can't do it. Starfall breathed a sigh of relief as he spoke, and he felt a relief he had never felt before.

"What did you say? You said you saw the starry sky outside the territory, those constellations ......," Falling Sky said, but he immediately understood when he saw Starfall's helpless smile. He should have understood that no one could really do this kind of thing?

"There are so many books in the study, and I read most of them as early as 10,000 years ago. Starfall said, "Even if I haven't seen them, I can tell you what they look like and in what order." In fact, my dream is to go to the mortal world and see the vast and beautiful starry sky, but this long-cherished wish is about to turn into a last wish. ”

"What did you say?" Falling Sky heard that he had been deceived, and his heart, which had been flying extremely high, instantly fell into the abyss, and Starfall brought him even greater unease.

"My father had been observing the geography of the Black Forbidden Realm for 10,000 years, and he had pinpointed a calamity that he called the Flame Vein...... Therefore, today, 30,000 years later, is the end of the world for all. ”

"Star borrowing ......" Luotian was stunned, thinking of the man with a personable demeanor and a silver coat.

"Astrologists are no different from trash in the Black Forbidden Realm, and it's ridiculous that I, a fake sorcerer, have never even seen real stars. Starfall laughed to himself.

Luotian's gaze froze, and the killing intent was suddenly revealed. He grabbed Starfall's collar, and pale golden spiritual power flowed from his arms. He lifted Starfall and hung it over the edge of the tower. As soon as you let go, Starfall will fall rapidly, shattering your bones.

"You've lied to me for a long time. The cold and indifferent sound of the falling sky changed, and the whole person's feelings changed, and there was a layer of gradually deepening black spread in the pair of brown eyes, "Since you are useless, why should I keep your life?

Starfall wasn't scared, he grabbed his collar and laughed. "It's the same as Xing Borrowing said, and I guessed correctly, you're a demon!"

"How dare you say it again!" Falling Sky yelled at Starfall, then shook his hand, Starfall's body crumbling.

"Xing borrowed from me and told me about your encounter, acquaintance, and companionship, and I know you. Starfall said lightly, "I also know that you have died countless times, and I think that must have been painful." ”

Falling Sky glared at Starfall, who mentioned his scales, and he wanted to let go and watch Starfall die, but he didn't know why he couldn't let go.

"To be reborn is to endure twice as much pain as if you were to die, and that feeling is infinitely magnified and that no one can stand it. Countless rebirths, presumably everyone will go crazy, I think you have already lost yourself, or lost yourself. ”

"You can die. Luo Tian smiled coldly, but he still couldn't let go.

"For the past five hundred years, Star Borrower has been looking for a way to escape the Black Forbidden Realm for you, so he hasn't paid attention to me. He cares about you, and he wants you to be free. He said he missed the days when he played with you and traveled all over the world. ”

The past is vivid, and the heart of the falling sky is touched for a while, and it is extremely uncomfortable. The blackness in his pair of pupils was gone, and their original clarity was restored, and the killing intent was replaced by sadness. "Star Borrowed ......"

Falling Sky put Starfall back on the ground, and burst into tears. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for the star borrowing. ”

Starfall looked at the falling sky and said, "Starfall said that there are two falling heavens, one is his former confidant, but he is getting farther and farther away from him, and the other is a demon, which is condensed by the pain and resentment of countless rebirths. The second falling sky gradually controlled the first falling sky, and it became stronger day by day, which was not what he wanted to see. ”

"How did Xing borrow him? I have never been able to understand the death of that day. Luo Tian asked.

"Perhaps, he is the real performer. Starfall let out a long sigh, "He killed himself." ”

Hearing this answer, Luo Tian steadied himself. Although he was mentally prepared, it was still difficult to accept, he didn't think that someone with Starfall's personality would commit suicide.

"Why?" asked Luotian.

"Because he was afraid that he would watch you fall all the time and he couldn't do anything about it, so he left. Of course, this was only one factor, and the night before he decided to kill himself, he found me and told me a lot of truths, and he asked me to deceive everyone and want everyone to live the last tens of thousands of years with hope. ”

"Then why didn't he say it 10,000 years ago?"

"Probably because of my guilt, he wanted to give me a chance to be an admired person. This is probably a father's love for his children. Starfall said, closing his eyes. In his mind, he saw Xing borrowing smiling at him again, and Xing borrowing said: Maybe I'm not a competent father and don't know how to love you, but I always want to bring you something, don't refuse, just take it as a father's request to his son.

"In the end, I selfishly asked him to stay with me for 10,000 years. Starfall sighed.

"Falling into the sky, Xingyu believes that when you know the truth of the Yan Vein, you will despair and even collapse. But he also believes that the kind falling heaven has always been there, and he said that you also want the people here to live with hope. ”

"Perhaps, I hope the star borrowing is right. "Then what are you going to do, tomorrow is the scheduled astrological day." ”

"The astrology is going on as usual, and I will tell you that there is a chance to escape the Black Forbidden Realm. After the astrology is completed, I will die. Starfall said seriously, and when he said death, there was no change in his expression, as if he had already seen through life and death.

Falling Sky was stunned, Starfall was just a child in his eyes, too young. Starfall's words surprised and ashamed him.

"After that, everything will be entrusted to you, and you will be the last performer of this drama. This scene needs you to interpret it perfectly......" Starfall finished speaking, and smiled faintly, but there was a hint of loss in his eyes, "Unfortunately, I will never see the real stars." ”

Falling Sky looked at Starfall, at those gray and evil eyes. He remembered the first time he met Xingbor, and what he saw was such a beautiful pair of eyes.

Falling Sky patted Starfall's head and touched it gently. "Xingbor's eyes are beautiful, and the first time I saw his eyes was like seeing a shining star, you know what, your eyes are very similar to his. ”

Starfall's eyes lit up, and then he lowered his head.

"Trust me. ”

②

Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers.

Life is quite peculiar, the petals that float and die turn into spring mud, survive in another way, dedicate themselves, so it can also be considered that it is not dead. There is no end to life and death, it is an endless cycle, and everything in the world is born and born because of reincarnation.

After a few crazy days, the Black Forbidden Realm finally regained its tranquility, and the performance of the Flame Vein ended here, looking at every corner it swept by, and then left satisfied.

Life is a miracle of nature, it is beautiful, spectacular, and always surprises.

The black trees and dead trees of the past are long gone, and the flame veins have merged them with the dark earth. There was only a gray and black sky, and the pitch-black earth was still there, and the land was dotted with countless bright spots. If you look closely, it is actually the flowers that bloomed before the outbreak of the Yan Vein, and they have created miracles!

Perhaps this delicate little flower represents the Black Forbidden Realm, like the Manju Sawa in Hell, but it is far from being comparable to the Manju Sawa Wild.

The flower is delicate, like a mayfly, and I thought that its bloom was only a flash in the pan. Everything was lifeless in the flame vein, but it had created a miracle and became the last survivor.

Probably because the residual energy of the Yan Vein has not completely dissipated, there is a trace of scorching heat in the air, and the little flower that has experienced the catastrophe has also shown a languid state, shaking in the slightly hot wind, and will die at any time. But there seems to be something that is supporting them, and what supports them must be their beliefs, and even the arrogant plum blossoms will be ashamed of seeing them.

The Black Forbidden Domain is like a newly opened world, a place of chaos. The little flower is the only life here, and it is quiet, quiet, like waiting for something.

In the middle of the undulating earth there is a flat area, and if anyone is still alive, if he remembers, he will remember that it was originally a castle, the only dwelling place for the people of the Black Forbidden Zone.

A few veins were faintly visible on the dark and flat earth, and countless small flowers grew around, as if guarding the only traces left.

This is a trace left by the formation, but it is a long time ago. Thirty thousand years ago, there was a youth who would always carve in this place repeatedly, but no one knew about it, and neither did the most prestigious person in the Black Forbidden Realm.

He has been in a moment all day long, and he is no longer the innocent and cheerful melt rin in the mortal world, he has disappeared forever. Since coming to the Black Forbidden Realm, he has carried a lot of burdens, although no one has deliberately forced him.

Rong Rin's life is very boring and monotonous, he refines the array, carves the array, and does this repeatedly. This is where the traces come from. Until one day, he had great doubts, and he began to doubt, doubting whether what he was doing made sense.

On the day the Yan Pulse broke out, he understood everything, and looked at everything he had done in the past with self-deprecation, it was so meaningless. So he killed the falling heavens, without the slightest mercy.

The little flower that grew there looked very sad, and the breeze blew away, and the little flower withered in that instant. It often exists not for itself, but for something else, and perhaps it is something called obsession that supports life. When the obsession is shattered, the life is gone.

On the fourth day, the Black Forbidden Realm was completely quiet, and the air became cold. Just like before, those living obsessive little flowers are still waiting quietly.

On the seventh day, the temperature in the Black Forbidden Realm plummeted, and the icy wind howled like a demon's grin. The little flowers staggered, but they were still waiting.

On the fifteenth day, cracks appeared in the pitch-black earth in the Black Forbidden Domain, and it was believed that it would not be long before it would return to its original appearance. Maybe because of the dehydration, the little flowers are not as full as they used to be, but they still hold on.

I don't know how long it has been, but the little flower is still blooming, and its flowering period seems to be eternal. It waits quietly, quietly.

Matter is always in eternal motion, it does not disappear out of thin air, nor does it appear out of thin air.

A few days later, there were specks of fluorescence floating in the black forbidden realm, the pale golden light was soft, but in the endless darkness, it was so dazzling.

They are like countless flying fireflies, and these golden dots of light are an extremely peaceful and serene energy.

They wandered around, converging from all directions, they flew out of the cracked earth, out of the pitch-black stone walls. They skim over the red flowers, lingering on them a little. The flowers were as happy as children when they saw the light, although they were tired. The petals still shook gently, as if telling their own happiness.

The points of light didn't stay on the way for long, they converged to one point, and then merged. For the next few days, the light points converged into a huge amount of energy. In the center of it appeared a beating heart, a faint golden light covering the surface.

There are many small flowers growing around the heart, and they are guarding the heart. Even though the flower knew that it didn't care even if it didn't guard it, it wanted to wait quietly on the side.

The spiritual power between heaven and earth converged towards that heart, and gradually condensed into a human skeleton, glowing with golden light, which did not look terrifying. Time flies, and I don't know how long it has been, the skeleton has already taken shape, but its surface is crawling with countless black markings, full of a strange aura.

There is an unprecedented substance in the air of the Black Forbidden Realm, a kind of supreme evil force. Their sources vary, but the direction in which they flock is the same.

Hua'er saw these evil forces but could do nothing, and could only watch as the dark matter melted into the skeleton. Over time, the dark matter melted into those points of light and then seeped into the skeleton to give birth to flesh.

The white body and handsome face were shaped by the power of the golden light. The long brown and curled hair was scattered on the ground, and the flesh was almost shaped, only the heart was still visible, and a few white bones eroded by the darkness were exposed. The heart was beating slowly, but it was not strong, and it seemed difficult, as if it was resisting. But its resistance was in vain, and darkness penetrated into the heart. Finally, the growth of pure white skin on the side of the heart has also come to an end, and it is completely healed and flawless. His heart stopped beating for a moment, and then seemed to fall into a long dead silence, and in fact only two seconds later, his heart began beating again, vigorously and powerfully.

Countless strange black veins appeared on his fair skin, revealing a strange aura. The black glow overflowed, and its chest began to rise and fall in bursts, and its snort gradually cleared.

The flower felt his breath of life, and it bloomed beautifully, and it was very happy. But the sky became extremely gloomy, the air was filled with violent power, and the flowers felt the danger they had never felt before.

His closed eyes twitched slightly, then opened suddenly. It was a pair of crimson eyes, and murderous intent permeated them. He looked at the black sky and shed tears like flowers.

He stretched out his hand, but he hung it down weakly, and the corners of his mouth were filled with deep sadness. "Why...... Don't let me die. ”

He didn't notice that the moment he opened his eyes, all the flowers in the entire Black Forbidden Realm withered, and death spread silently in an instant. At that time, I realized that the life of flowers is also fragile, like mayflies.

③

You can't survive, you can't die.

When you have infinite life, eternal time, but you lose your freedom. You endure the pain and fight for freedom, only to find that everything is in vain. Bondage of freedom is the eternal price, so give up eternal life and die peacefully. But then you sadly find yourself with eternal life.

Every time you think you can die, but the physical pain always wakes you up, and you are eternal. Then I opened my eyes and looked blankly at the world in which I lived without freedom, and my heart became so cold, so cold. You long for death, but you never know what true death is.

It's sad.

The heart of the falling sky is like a lonely, cold black forbidden field. He was naked, but he didn't feel the cold, he was numb, he was desperate more than ever.

This eternal darkness was the only friend in his eternal life, but he hated it. Falling in the sky, he lay in a daze on the dark earth for a few days. I wanted to go on like this, numbing myself. But there is one thing that no one can overcome, and it is called loneliness. Loneliness is unbearable, and so is God.

Luotian walked aimlessly in the black forbidden realm, he kept thinking about what happened a few days ago, and one by one betrayals made him suffocate and despair.

From the beginning, he didn't believe in Xi Qichong, a person full of unknowns, and he only accepted people who were honest with him. The mystery of Xi Kun made him feel insecure, and in the end, his feelings were confirmed. But that wasn't enough to make him desperate, what made him desperate was Rong Rin and Gradual Snow, he couldn't imagine that those two would betray him, and the news of Rong Chi's death broke his heart completely.

"What is the meaning of being alive?" said Falling Sky as he walked up the cliff and looked up at the deep sky.

The people he valued died one by one and betrayed him one by one, all of which hit him hard. Luotian felt an endless exhaustion, and he collapsed. He looked at the dark sky, and the latter didn't give him a good look. He smelled a faint scent, turned his head, and saw that it was the dark flower, but now it had withered.

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"Zhu Yanyue, Faceless Man, Soul Slashing Knife, Soul Weeping, Black Incense, Blood Character Print......"

It sounds creepy, but it's known as a nursery rhyme. It's hard to be convincing, but even years later, there will always be a little naughty kid in some small town singing about it. Every time this nursery rhyme is sung, the scene of the past is vividly remembered.

The imperial capital of the hidden country, even the outer city is extremely prosperous. In the dark, the lights are dim. The most famous iris tower in the imperial capital gathers a large number of people, all because of the Oiran Lingche.

My Fair Lady, Gentleman. Ling Che is also extremely famous in the entire secluded capital, and she is known as the "face of the country". The green girl Su'e and the shy flower of the closed moon are no longer enough to describe her. Those who have seen her appearance will definitely love themselves.

The graceful and beautiful string sounds, and the dancers appear in a graceful manner, which is a gorgeous foreshadowing, even if the dancers in the court see this scene, they will be overshadowed, and all this is for Ling Che's debut.

Most of the people who entered the kite tower tonight were royal relatives and nobles, or powerful people. Ordinary people can only stand at the tall gate and stop and watch, in fact, as long as they can see Ling Che's side, they will have no regrets in this life.

The carved wooden windows were open, and the cool wind blew. There was a lonely guest sitting by the window, looking at the bright moon outside the window, looking a little melancholy. He looked very different from the guests around him, and had an otherworldly temperament. If the people around him are just ordinary stones, then he is a spirit bead. He seems to be incompatible with the people, things, and things around him, and he does not seem to be a mortal person.

"Zhu Yanyue, Faceling......"

The story of the Facelings has been spreading all the rage lately, and I don't know who came up with the nursery rhyme, and children will always sing about it since. It's just that the nursery rhyme only has the first half, not the second half. He happened to hear someone singing this nursery rhyme outside the house, and he wondered who was singing it, but he couldn't leave the place. Therefore, he was very sad, his still clear brown eyes looked at the bright moon, and his eyes were mixed with helplessness.

He's the Fall, he's here to fulfill a promise, and he doesn't want to break his word.

On the open-air stage, light and shadow flickered, and the moonlight fell vertically, sprinkled on a light blue and snow-white dress. The woman wears a gold-trimmed half-face mask, and she plays the role of a Faceling who has been in a storm lately. It's just that she doesn't look scary at all, and the golden mask matches her fair skin, which is full of beauty.

Maybe it's because she loves the house and Wu, because people love Ling Che, so even if she wears simple clothes, people will think that this dress is beautiful.

"Ling Che!" the guests cheered at Ling Che's appearance, and the kite tower boiled over.

The eyes under the mask were clear and moving, shining like diamonds. Ling Che faced the guests, his red lips were slightly upturned, and a simple detail instantly captured the hearts of the guests. With the change of light and shadow, the music rises and falls, and she dances like a butterfly.

Ling Che's dancing is gorgeous, and her singing voice is also extremely beautiful. She danced in the cold moonlight and sang the song "Falling Flowers".

The beauty of "Falling Flowers", how many people can understand it. Some people think it is a bleak scene depicting the falling flowers, while others think it is a woman's outpouring. A thousand people have heard it, and a thousand ideas will arise. None of them understood what it really meant, but only one did, but he just sat quietly by the window. The cold moonlight passed through Zhu Hu and sprinkled on his slightly irritated face.

When Luotian saw Ling Che appear as a faceling, he lost his mind, and the scene was indeed beautiful. However, he suddenly felt a sense of unease, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

Luotian sat in the kite tower, and didn't pay too much attention to Ling Che. He just drank bitter tea, and others thought that Luotian must be sick, and he only drank water when he came to the iris tower without looking at Ling Che?

When Ling Che dances, the pair of charming beautiful eyes always look in one direction, looking at a person. But the man didn't pay much attention to her, the man just sat quietly by the window, thinking about his own business. A flash of loss flashed in Ling Che's eyes, but she was not discouraged. Still smiling, she danced with the cold moonlight.

There are so many painful things in the world, I love you and regard you as the most perfect person, but your noble and indifferent eyes never pay attention to me.

Ling Che spun on the stage, she raised her head and looked up at the bright moon, feeling a great exhaustion. Why does the thing in front of you become foggy, why does the iris suddenly become quiet, why does the body become uncontrollable?

The air was filled with the smell of blood, mixed with the smell of rouge. Ling Che's head sank and he fell to the ground. She could clearly see the bright red blood beads floating in the air, coming from the cold glowing knife beside her. The bright moonlight seemed to be dyed red, and everything that Ling Che saw did turn red.

Among the red was black, black holding a huge simple knife, the light and shadow shifted, and blood splattered. The iris tower, which had been silent for a moment, quickly erupted into a loud noise, not a cheer, but a miserable scream. Ling Che was killed by the Black Shadow, and then the guests were killed one after another. Although these people have a high status, most of them are mortals, and they are naturally prone to death without spiritual arts.

Standing in the crowd of people desperately fleeing, despair welled up in his heart, and the despair was like a little grass lacking water and finding the ground below him cracking and desertifying at a terrifying speed. Luotian felt that his vision had become dim, and he rushed out, not running away. He avoided people full of fear one by one and came to Ling Che's side.

"Are you feeling sorry for me......" Ling Che lay in Luotian's arms, his voice was very weak, and blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Luo Tianyi gritted his teeth and said, "Wait, I'll save you." ”

Ling Che shook his head, "I know, I can't live anymore. However, I am very happy......"

"Say something stupid, I'll save you. Luotian looked at Ling Che's blood-drenched body and couldn't help but tremble. He remembered what his father had said, and his father had told him that God could not control life, or else he would be damned.

What is the curse of heaven? Luo Tian doesn't know, he is not afraid of what the curse, he just wants this innocent and beautiful girl in front of him to be able to stand up again, let her live happily, and do what she wants.

"Falling heavens, you know what, I've always liked you. Ling Che said, under her mask, the pair of kind and innocent beautiful eyes looked at the falling sky seriously, but the vitality was getting weaker and weaker.

Luo Tian didn't answer her, he tried hard to control the spiritual power into Ling Che's body. Because the power of God is too harmful to mortals, if he is not completely sure that he introduces spiritual power into mortals, then that mortal will definitely die. Luotian concentrated his energy and controlled his spiritual power, and he kept hinting in his heart: It will succeed, I am calm, and it will succeed.

Her eyes darkened and looked sad, and two sparkling tears were drawn under her mask. Tears are a weapon, it hurts women and it hurts men. Luotian saw Ling Che crying, his heart ached, and his spiritual power was unable to enter Ling Che's body.

"I know I've been wishful thinking all along...... You and I are not from the same world, I am just a lowly Kabuki, and you must be a thousand, ten thousand times more noble than me......" Ling Che said sadly, her breath almost cut off.

Luotian's heart tightened, but he didn't dare to come out, and he still controlled his mind.

"I know you just think of me as a sister, maybe I shouldn't like you. But the more I don't admit that I like you, the more miserable I become. Maybe I fell in love with you when we first met many years ago......"

"Ling Che, you are so stupid. The falling sky desperately suppressed his emotions, but tears still came out of his eyes. The spiritual power suddenly dissipated at that moment, turning into bits of fluorescent fluorescence and drifting away.

Ling Che stretched out his hand to touch Luotian's face, but at that moment, it finally fell weakly. Tears welled up in her eyes, wetting her long eyelashes, which were like butterfly wings.

Luotian hugged Ling Che, hugged the latter and began to sob. There was a strange smile in the sobbing, and the smile was terrible, wandering in the huge kite, and then the laughter turned into a heart-rending roar. He hissed and roared, and the whole world seemed to fall silent for him.

Finally, he no longer had the strength to let go of Ling Che, and he reached out to remove the golden mask on Ling Che's face. With tears in his eyes, he leaned into her cheek and kissed her on the forehead.

Falling sky and Ling Che were in the center of the stage, and the surrounding air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and bright red blood beads were flying in the air, like a rain of blood, terrifying and beautiful.

The black shadow wielded a large pu knife and shuttled through the crowd, and the original noise gradually faded away, not because those people were not afraid, but because they were all dead and speechless. Many of those people were scared to death, but the black shadow did not forget to stab him twice. No one knows what he killed for, because he was a Faceling.

He wore a pale and terrifying mask, and there were bloody and tearful tattoos in the corners of his eyes. His long, thick hair was scattered around his body, like a demon. The pair of eyes under the mask were blood-colored, cloudy, and seemed to have no thoughts.

Luotian's heart fell into the abyss, and he kissed Ling Che on the face, and then put her down. He knew that Ling Che would not be able to come back, the lovely girl he met by the stream, the kind girl who would never come back.

"I want the world to be full of joy and not sadness. ”

Isn't that the scene depicted in that terrible nursery rhyme? The black guan incense is not a kind of incense, but a kind of poison. There is a poison on the Faceling's knife, and the skin of the poisoned person will appear with black vine-like markings, and then the life force will be absorbed by those markings until death. Ling Che also had some on her body, but she died soon after, and the markings didn't spread too much. That's why the Facelings also do it to those who are scared to death or faint, he is a demon and he wants everyone to die.

It is said that the blood letter seal was left behind by the Faceling after committing the crime, and it is usually a poem, cruel and bloody text, which is extremely disgusting.

The Facelings watched the sky fall and let out a hoarse growl, but did not say a word. Falling Sky looked at the Faceling, who felt like a beast.

So, those people fell and lost their original hearts. The Emperor touched the head of the falling sky and smiled.

"Will there be such a person in the Great Thousand Realms?" asked Luo Tian.

"No matter where you are, there will be. The Emperor of Heaven said, "In the Great Thousand Realms, there is a mask. That mask is a magic soldier, and whoever wears it will fall. If you come across it, destroy it. ”

"I see. Luotian nodded, and then couldn't wait to go to the Great Thousand Realms.

Luotian remembered what his father had said to him, and remembered the mask. "It turned out to be you. ”

The index finger and middle finger were combined, and Luotian quickly drew a sword word beside him, and then a pale yellow barrier made of spiritual power appeared. He opened his hand and placed it on it, and the barrier fluctuated slightly, emitting a low roar, and then countless swords transformed by spiritual power flew out, and the sound of the cold and sharp sword cutting through the air came.

Countless spirit swords passed through the Faceling's body, his body covered in bruises, and countless terrible holes gushed with blood. The Falling Sky dismantles the spell and walks towards the Faceling. After all, there is too much difference in power between man and God, and when God ignores all constraints, then he is invincible. Falling Sky noticed that the Faceling's crimson eyes were still glowing with a terrifying glow, and his wounds were rapidly healed by a strange dark force.

Luo Tian felt a little shocked, worthy of a demon soldier known to the Emperor of Heaven, even if it was the fatal damage caused by the gods to people, it could help the latter heal. He bent down to unmask the Faceling, and in an instant the black aura dissipated, and the man died.

Luotian looked at the evil demon soldier full of dark power in his hand, and through the two empty eyes, he seemed to see a pair of deep and terrifying bloody eyes, which were extremely terrifying. Just looking at it, he had terrible visions, and he felt that this thing should not have been created.

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I don't know if all astromagicians have the word star in their names, but I don't like my own name. Starfall, as if to foreshadow something, is like a curse.

Star Loan is my father, and this cursed name is the one he gave me.

I was born in the Black Forbidden Realm, a dark, isolated world. I think I must be the only one of all the children of astrologers who has not received astrology because there was a mistake in the place where I was born. If I had been born in the mortal world, then my astrologist would have taken the astrology for me.

There is a god in the Black Forbidden Realm, and he is a true god. His name is Luotian, and he is a friend of his father. The first time I saw the sky, I thought he was strange.

He had long, curly brown hair and gentle eyes, but those eyes didn't give me a gentle feeling. He was handsome and always had an approachable smile on his face. He was the leader in the Black Forbidden Realm, something that no one had ever objected to.

His father was not as handsome as he was in the sky, and he was always remembered wearing a silver robe, the standard attire of an astromagician. His long gray hair was neatly combed back of his head, and he looked like he was a fairy. He is different from ordinary people, if you pay a little attention, you will notice that there is a hint of evil in his silver eyes, and when you look him in the eyes, if you are not determined, you will fall into your own illusion.

I don't like star borrowing, I don't like falling into the sky, I'm a lonely child.

My mother died after giving birth to me, and I don't know what she looked like or what her name was. Starfall never mentioned it to me, always avoiding my questions, and I began to hate him. As a young child, I loved to be in a no-man's corner, letting my mind wander in search of the stories I longed to know.

I am saddened because I, as a descendant of an astrologist, have never seen a star. Perhaps the only thing that can barely be counted is the robe that Xing borrowed often wears. He once told me that the eight stars on his shoulders were the symbol of his status, and the highest being nine stars. But what's the use of being powerful, a black forbidden astral sorcerer without stars is a joke.

My lonely self was destined the moment I was born. I don't have any friends, because after ten years, the appearance of those children has changed a lot, and after another ten years, they are as mature and powerful as those adults. Only I was a five-year-old, with silver, pale hair that never looked like it would ever grow. I would hide in the corner and sneak into those people, but they would never take me seriously, because I would always be a child.

How long is 500 years? It is impossible for the average person to understand, but I know that it is a long time. For the first 50 years, the children who were just like me grew up and then grew old. Birth, old age, sickness and death, this is inevitable. But I have never been sick, nor have I ever aged. When those people saw me before they died, they had a strange glint in their eyes, and they saw me as an alien, as if they were looking at a monster.

Only God can have a long life, but only the falling heaven is the real God, so what am I?

So I watched them die indifferently, like the occasional bug in the Black Forbidden Realm. Life is fragile, and mortals are powerless in the face of it. In the past five hundred years, I have seen too many lives and deaths, layer after layer, and layer by layer. I almost knew that one of them was going to die, and even knew what was in their hearts. Maybe it's because of the power of the sorcerers, or maybe it's because they've lived too long and seen too much.

I still vividly remember the first time I saw someone die, my heart was as calm as water, and there was no fluctuation in the slightest. Just like the book he wrote in the study of the falling sky: his heart was already a terrible blank, the field in his heart was covered with layers of snow, and the cold wind was bitter, and he was so indifferent.

I've never seen snow, but I think I must be looking at it differently now. Just like my father, my eyes must still be indifferent. Perhaps others can see through my eyes a boundless wilderness, with snow drifting and cold winds raging.

What is love? What does it feel like? Some people say that love is the most beautiful and pure thing in the world, but I have never known it myself. The only person who could give me love was my mother, but she died early. Every time I think of my mother, I always think of Xingborrow, and in the end I still can't call my father to this man who has never paid attention to me and given me love.

A few years later, I woke up from a dream. I grew up overnight.

In the mirror, I saw what I looked like as an adult, and suddenly I felt a little trance, I looked like Xing Borrow. There was a subtle evil hidden in my eyes, which I had seen in the eyes of the stars.

That night Xingyu found me, and he was not surprised by my change, and he calmly told me a story. That indifferent expression made me hate to the core, why couldn't he be kinder, or a little more guilt in his eyes.

In the northeastern part of the Mortal Continent lies a mysterious place, known as the Land of Eternal Night. In that place of eternal darkness breeds the mighty Frost Night Dragons, who are the masters of Frost and Darkness, and I am the last bloodline of the Frost Night Dragons. On the eve of Star Loan's imprisonment in the Black Forbidden Realm, the Frost Night Dragons were wiped out.

He said that my mother loved me very much and believed me. Before my mother passed away, she hoped that I would become a good person like Star Borrow. Still, I was a stranger to my mother, and I didn't feel anything like love.

"It's not the right time for you to tell me this now. "I was so annoyed that I felt cheated when I had to say why I didn't say it earlier.

Xing borrowed no answer, he was silent for a while, and said, "From your eyes, what kind of person do you think Luotian is?"

I was slightly stunned, I didn't want to say anything to Xing Borrow, but looking at his eyes that were similar to mine, I finally continued to talk to him.

"He's weird, he's the one I can't see through. I said, "I've lived in this black forbidden realm like a spectator for hundreds of years, and I can see everything very clearly, but the falling sky is the most incomprehensible to me." Although he seemed approachable, I didn't think I had looked into his glasses many times and felt terrified. ”

"Really?" Xing borrowed from those gentle eyes and smiled at me.

"I met Luotian in the valley of dreams in the mortal world, he played the harp, and I played the flute. At that time, the two traveled all over the world, and their lives were quiet and happy. Star said to himself, and I could tell he was immersed in the memories, it was the first time I had seen him like this.

"He was very gentle and caring. The first time I saw his eyes, I felt very holy and bright, and they are the windows of the human heart......"

"Are you talking about a person?" I couldn't help but ask him.

"Maybe not. Xing borrowed a sigh to himself, a little distracted. "You don't know what he suffered, before you were born, I was trapped in this black forbidden realm with Luotian for 60,000 years, and he died hundreds of thousands of times in those years. ”

He had died hundreds of thousands of times, and those eight words were extremely light, but they sounded extremely heavy and terrifying. I looked at Xing Borrow in amazement, and he was looking at me. The evil in his eyes is long gone, replaced by sorrow. Little did I know at the time that his share of the evil that belonged to our Frost Night Dragon Clan had been washed away in five hundred years.

"Every time you die, you come back to life. This is the power of God, but it is also His sorrow. He had felt the pain of death firsthand, but he was alive. The cycle repeats hundreds of thousands of times, and he is no longer him. Falling Heaven's wish is to escape from the Black Forbidden Realm, but his patience is getting worse and worse, so I have been observing for the past five hundred years, and I want to save him. ”

"And what did you find?"

Xing Yu said lightly, "I call it the Flame Vein, the huge energy contained in the ground of the Black Forbidden Domain. Once it erupts, nothing is born. ”

"You say you're living as a spectator and seeing everything. But I can only tell you that you are so naïve that you will not understand if you have never dealt with people. I don't want you to understand that from today onwards, I want you to participate as a performer. "It's only 40,000 years, I'm sorry, my son." ”

He reached out to me, and I knew he wanted to touch my head, but I instinctively dodged it. He put down his hand and didn't say anything, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to me to be bleak.