Mosuoya took Eranda and the beads to abscond with Veros, and the news spread throughout the city of Lan and the island of Ryulan overnight through the rendering of the Hasman Lord.

The pearl is said to be precious and miraculous, especially when it is said that it came from the hand of the god Aman, and almost everyone regarded Mosuoya as a disobedient, and under the command of the Hasman arch, a hundred angels went south to capture Mosuoya.

Early in the morning, in the white hall with four arched doors at the top of the city of Veros, the angel king, wearing four platinum angel winged crowns and wearing a floor-mopping silver robe, discussed with the elders. One of them, with black hair and chestnut eyes, a slender figure like flowing water, and a bladeless sword in his hand was particularly eye-catching.

The man's name was Serinsir, he was neither an archangel elder nor an angel, he was born in a secondary world he called Freel, he had traveled many worlds, and he was a banished swordsman known in various worlds. As for his swordsmanship, it is said that he escaped from exile by destroying a minor world with a single sword, and that he existed in very ancient times and wandered forever, as evidenced by his ancient dark gray cloak and faded gray robes eroded by the wind blade and the sun, his old leather gloves on one hand, scratches on the other, his cheeks covered with stubble, and his cold eyes full of vicissitudes, as the bard called the wandering swordsman or the god of the Friel.

"With all due respect, Mosuo is not this world, and you have no right to kill him according to the covenant of all worlds (19), and his world is full of weeping and wailing, and there is a need for a brave man like him. Serynseur's voice rustled, and he opened his mouth, the bladeless sword speaking for him.

"Of course, Your Excellency the Excalibur, I sympathize with his situation. The Angel King turned, and Serinsius leaned against the western arch, "Hasman's usual behavior is unflattering, and I will send the Winter Wyn (20) to bring him back, and then save him from Hasman's persecution with all my rights." ”

By the time the Angel King paid attention to Serynsiur again, he had already dissolved into the air, and the exclamations of the elders were heard in the main hall, and no one knew how he had arrived and disappeared, and no one knew what his relationship was with Mosuia, except that he was an exiled swordsman from Friel who had traveled through many worlds.

The Winter Wyn, the well-known kind old man of the city of Veros, was kind to everyone, his white hair and slight beard were trimmed by him only a few inches, he had golden pupils, and the light in his eyes was called a golden smile, he loved to read, and often carried a thick book called "The Outer World" under his armpit, and he liked to wear a loose gray robe. He was also able to chat with Mosuoya, who had little contact with others, and he knew where Mosuoya would go, and after receiving the order, he drove the long, vigorous white-bearded spirit horse along the bluestone ancient path in the forest to the southern wooden city.

As the sun set, Mosuoya took Erlanda away, but he was spotted by Hasman's minions as he was walking in the sky, so he landed in the forest and walked with his sister on the bluestone trail, which was lined with colorful flowers. They stayed in a circular clearing.

"When the twilight turns blue, and the clouds and the shadows of the trees mingle together, it is a beautiful sight. Eranda looked at the distant woods and the fading twilight, and Mosuoya did not forget to bring his harp, and as he played, Elanda whispered:

Life is like...

That clear spring bubbled water.

Wildflowers spread over the grassy wilderness,

The blue sky that is difficult for birds to reach,

The raindrops grow from small to large,

Seeds take root and germinate,

Repeating the past,

Determined and hesitant walkers,

Listen,

The wind is loud,

Dandelion shakes wings,

Where the dream is,

There is hope,

Where dreams begin,

It's called the hometown ......"

After chanting, the sky grew dark, and Eranda felt the desertion of the world.

"Brother, where are we going?" she asked, her voice showing the petite strength of her strength, and Mosuoya could see that she was tired, and her voice was weak.

"Mucheng, there is a place to accept us, we can live there for a while, and then, and then we can make plans. Mosuoya approached Elanda and stroked her cheek, intending to carry her on her back, but Elanda refused, and Mosuoya whispered comfort: "You sleep on my back, and when you wake up tomorrow, you will arrive in another world, where we have come to this world, and the king of the wooden city has always treated me very well, and she values me very much, and besides, she wants to see you." ”

"No, brother, why should we run away, the angels have found us, and the king of the wooden city will not accept us, let's go back and tell the matter clearly. There was hope in Ailanda's eyes, but Mosuoya didn't agree.

"She'll accept it, and even if she doesn't, we're going to get out of it. Mosuoya's eyes were firm and hesitant, for he was not sure where he was going to take his sister back to her original home, and that was impossible for him, and he would never turn back, "My good sister, you die of this, and we will never return to Veros." ”

"If you're gone, you'll never go back. He whispered.

"Why? Because of this bead?" said Landa, pulling the bag from between her sleeves, the beads shining brightly.

Mosuoya reacted violently, and he quickly put away the beads for his sister and stuffed them into her sleeve, "This is your life, no one can take it away from me, no one can!"

In the end, Eranda fell asleep on her brother's back, but she did not sleep very peacefully, not only because of the bumps along the way, but also because her heart was unsettled, and her young heart, tormented by wind and rain, was so hollow, so empty, as if it was always in danger.

When she awoke, she found her brother and her still in the middle of a forest, the sun was shining and the light was spreading, and she had a lot to say, but she couldn't say it because of his brother's determination.

"Where have we been?" she asked.

"It's not far off. Mosuoya's voice was very shallow, so shallow that Eranda could only hear a faint trill beside him, probably because he was too tired, or, he never understood how tired his brother's heart was, and when he thought about it, it seemed that the whole world was an enemy, and only his brother was alone, and she began to scratch his brother's back, and his brother said that it was very soft, and it could make him less tired.

"It's not far off. In her vague consciousness, her brother didn't stop all night, and when he used to go to a certain place, he would always say in a convincing tone, "It's not far", but Elanda knew that, in fact, the road was still far away.

When Mosuoya carried Eranda along the bluestone road through a fork in the road, Mosuoya suddenly stopped, it was a sudden stop, and Ailanda could feel the firmness of her brother's footsteps and breath. He placed Aranda on the ground, but saw that two angels blocked the path that stretched infinitely to the south, and at the same time blocked the only light that passed through the forest. They are dressed in silver bright armor, the bright armor is gorgeous and exquisite, it is forged by the unique white iron stone of the Qing Netherworld, and the patterns are tempered on it, as white as the clouds in the sky, this armor Qing Netherworld has a total of three thousand, that is the unique armor of the Angel Guard, the Angel Guard serves the Great Division, guarding the entire Qing Netherworld.

They held long swords in their hands, the body of which was forged from blue-white almost transparent blue water stone (21), with blades on both sides, the blades reflected in the sky, and the hilt was covered with worn leather. The Blue Water Stone Sword is not afraid of shocks, has considerable toughness and softness, and at the same time is extremely sharp, and is one of the five sharp blades in the world. The two have clear faces and no beards, they are tall, and there is nothing special about their appearance, they are two middle-aged people.

"Mosuoya, it's time for you to stop. One of them brandished his sword with a nonchalant voice, "The Great Priest told you to go back and give him the beads, you have offended the gods, you will be punished, everyone is arresting you, you have no way to escape, you should choose an easy way for yourself." ”

"Put your sword aside, it's better to put it out of sight, the murder weapon I hate most in my life, it is for protection, not for prestige, for me you to carry them here is not necessary, if it makes me feel threatened, I will not be able to control my emotions and cause tragedy. Mosuoya's gaze slipped away from the light of the blade, and his voice was serious, "Get out of here, pathetic man, I don't want to fight you guys and hurt people I shouldn't have hurt. ”

"We are the Angel Guards!" the other pulled out his sword.

Alanda was frightened away by their cold face, and Mosuoya put one hand on her shoulder, "Then it's all the more time to leave, the person you are loyal to, at least that Hasman is not worthy of your life, if you want to compete with me, then I will choose the location another day, my sister is not under ten years old, I don't want her to see the sword and the sword and the blood of anyone." ”

"Your sister is just a thief, and she should go back with us!" the man shouted, smiling casually.

"What are you talking about!" Mosuia was furious, he wanted to step forward, but his sister held her hand tightly, and he gradually calmed down, but the two of them swung their swords at him, and Elanda pulled her, and she picked up Elanda to dodge, but in between, Elanda's arm was cut by the sharp blade, and red and clear blood dripped from the filamentous wound and fell to the ground.

When Mosuoya saw that his sister was injured, his anger finally could not be contained, and when the two angels stepped forward again, he quickly grabbed the hilt of their swords, applied spiritual power to them to make them sharper, and then twisted his wrist and stabbed, and the two were pierced together with their armor. Ailanda stepped back again and again, "You killed someone, brother!"

Mosuoya was awakened by the sound of his sister, and he froze in place, the two angels were dying, blood pouring out, and the white armor was red. He took a few steps back and came to Erlanda's side, staring at the two dead angels, "The anger that has just eaten away at my reason, even I can't believe what I have just done, although I hate them, I will not kill them, although they are entrusted to capture us, but their hearts are not evil. ”

"If they die, even if it's over, as someone else's lackey, such a person deserves to die as well. After a long time, Mosuoya defended himself, crouched down, carefully examined his sister's wound, and tore open the sleeve of his coat to bandage her, "Does it hurt, my good sister, in the future, I swear, I will not let anyone hurt you in the slightest." ”

"No, no. Ailanda took a few steps back, "Everyone is chasing us, I heard it just now, it's all because of that bead, you killed someone, we can't run away anymore, aren't we just acting for our own selfishness?"

"They deserve to die, and it is also worthy of pity to be the lackeys of others who murder good people? No, to say that they are dogs is to defile dogs, how pure and untainted dogs are, and the word dog thief only increases the goodness of thieves. Mosuoya calmly explained, "My good sister, you have always been so kind, and you have been bullied for your kindness, even if you are facing life and death, are we going to return and hand over the beads to the hands of the Hasman Lord, have you forgotten what Nayama told you?" It was you who told me, I haven't forgotten, that Black Armor, that Black Armor Man He wants this bead, he will spare no effort, why does Hasman know that our beads are in our hands, because Bad Dande is in the same group as him, or Hasman has been bewitched, that Black Armor Man, the first time I saw him, I knew that his dark power is not trivial, do we have to go back and present the beads to the evil people. ”

"It must not be allowed to fall into the hands of that guy. "But, according to poor Nalais, we are to throw it into the twilight water, so that it can reach another world and avoid being possessed by the wicked for a while." ”

"Don't take anyone's word for it but your brother, okay?"

"But I dreamed of those prophecies, and we had to do it. ”

"Whatever you dream about, dreams are phantoms. ”

"It's true, I feel it, it's because of the beads, it's real. "As the song you sang says," Aranda argued. ”

"Which song?"

"When everyone dies, he takes it for granted that he has a glimpse of the whole world, the ancient and complicated history and future evolution"

"Good sister, I made it up. Mosuoya smiled lightly, and then his eyes became melancholy, "You never thought that if you lost the beads, you would die!"

Erlanda didn't refute anymore, she knew that the ballad was brought by her brother from the old world, it was true, but she wanted to survive more, she wanted to be by her brother's side more.

Over the next few days, Mosuoya and Aranda headed south. Mosuoya would occasionally spread her wings and take her soaring high in the blue sky, which soon brought them closer to the wooden city. The elder brother's expression was even more determined, and he would always say to himself: "With my brother here, no one can hurt you, and no one will try to beat that bead's idea." But Aranda became more and more flustered, for she knew that the bead, though it was a treasure, would bring disaster, and she did not know what would have happened if she had not thrown it into the twilight water, as the Nayaman had said.

Sure enough, when night fell, in the forest path of the wooden city, they again encountered the ranks of the Angel Guards, this time they were outnumbered enough to be as many as forty, and they surrounded Mosuia and Aranda on their way.

Because Mosuoya had killed two of their team beforehand, the order they received from Hasman this time was to kill both of them and retrieve the beads. Mosuoya saw the killing intent in their eyes, unlike last time, in order to protect his sister, as soon as those people stepped forward, he cast a spiritual spell and opened a killing ring, and the fierce battle lasted for half an hour, and all the comers died tragically under Mosuoya's anger.

Alanda was terrified, she crouched on the ground and wept, she saw the bloody dead, and she saw her brother's murderous face, it was like a devil.

Mosuoya threw the cold blade he had snatched to the ground, and his cold voice seemed to shatter the earth, he approached and helped her up, sighed into the air, and hugged her tightly, "My sister, don't be afraid, as long as your brother is here, you will not be harmed." ”

"Please, brother, stop killing people, too many, too many innocent people are dying. There was hatred for her brother in Erlanda's begging voice, but there were more complex emotions, love, and others.

"They are dressed as angels, but they have demonic hearts, they were sent by Haydander to take our lives, don't you see the undisguised cold murderous intent in their eyes? Mosuoya said coldly, and he looked around at the dying people in all directions in the forest, his eyes as bright as the night sky.

Alanda snorted in a mournful voice, the moonlight was thick that night, and Mosuoya felt exhausted as he calmed his anger, and at the same time, felt his heart feel extremely heavy. Having killed so many people, these people have not done anything evil, and they are all the guardians of the Qing Netherworld, thinking of their surviving families, a sense of guilt hits his heart, but his face is still cold, and he does not make any customary mourning and prayers for their deaths.

Compared to him, his sister seemed more vulnerable, and he hugged her tightly, for a long, long time, and she did not have any words. He knew that she was too kind, and she felt sorry for the dead and wanted them to come back to life.

At that moment, he heard the wind in the woods, but it did not stir anything, not even the leaves of the ancient trees, and Mosuoya realized that someone was coming, and the wind was the neighing of a white-bearded spirit horse.

After a while, the old spirit scholar Dongwen rode his horse to the intersection of this forest intersection.

"Damn! I'm still late. He looked around at the body lying on the ground, and jumped off the horse nimbly, his face more solemn than the night, "Look, Moshoua, what have you done, what is it that made you kill so many innocent people, no, stupid words! I must have blamed you for being confused, who is the murderer?"

Mosuia let go of Elanda, and he noticed that the Winterwin Spirit did not have a sword, "Hello, Winterwin-senpai. "His mild-mannered attitude is a reversal of his attitude when he killed, for the Winterwin Soul did not carry a sword.

Winterwin noticed that Eranda was sobbing, "Poor boy. He whispered with an eyebrow.

"She's my sister. Mosuoya said what Dongwen already knew, and he smiled lightly with relief, why did he do this, presumably, he wanted to change his depressed mood.

"I know he's your only favorite sister, and you'll never let her get hurt. Winterwin nodded several times, his face serious, and he turned to the dead man underground.

For a long time, the two had no words, only the occasional singing of the wind, it was the sound of horses, and there was a dead silence in the forest.

"I killed these people. Mosuia broke the silence with a whisper, and Ailanda wiped away her tears and stared at Dong Wen, trying to find the warmth of the past from his kind face, but she couldn't find it, even Dong Wen was so cold at the moment, she whispered in her heart: "Uncle Dong Win." ”

"Why did you kill them?" Dong Wen asked, with only seriousness in his voice.

Mosuoya noticed the tone as if Winterwin had guessed that he had killed them, or perhaps he was suspicious, but it was unpleasant to him.

"Fulfilling my responsibilities, as well as taking my sister away from Veros, I don't want to be driven by anyone who is insensitive. Mosuoya replied confidently, "People always grow in criticism of themselves, and I rejected my past, which is why I am so resolute now." ”

"Crazy! stupid!" Dongwen scolded, "you killed so many innocent people, you are fulfilling your duty, Mosuoya, you will not be such a person, I was going to ask you to go back, Lord Hasman, as we all know, the Angel King and we will defend you." ”

"Crazy," Mosuoya said coldly, at least uncomfortable, "so how do you think I'm crazy?"

"In just a few days, you have become like the devil, killing so many angels with good intentions. ”

"No, no. Mosuoya turned his head and giggled, "It's not these days, you say I'm crazy, then even if it's okay, but, as you say, my madness is step by step, not caused by the superposition of one or two small things, from childhood to adulthood, this thought has been latent in me, from shallow to deep, from weak to strong, and now to this point I am not flustered, that is my nature, just like someone complains that they care too much about others and lose themselves, in fact, that is also their nature, I call it irreparable fate." ”

"Come back with me, the King of Angels has mercy on your situation, and he will alleviate your sins, I mean, at the beginning of life, everyone is a drop of pure water, and they should be forgiven for their crimes. Dongwen sighed and stepped forward and stretched out his arm.

Mosuoya pulled his sister back, but his sister didn't want to back down, his eyes were cold to the bone, "Crime," he picked the word in Dongwen's words, "I'm not guilty, it's not my fault, I just want to protect my poor sister, they forced me to kill." ”

Eranda shook his arm, "Brother, don't do this again, please, the people are defending us, everything is the fault of Haydander and Hasman, they are the ones who blinded everyone. ”

Mosuoya ignored it, he looked directly at Dongwen, "You know you can't stop Hasman from snatching the bead from my sister's hand, you know she will die, and there are too many people talking and too few people doing things in this world!If you can't guarantee my sister's life, then please leave, otherwise!" Mosuoya turned around and sucked up the long sword on the ground with his spiritual power, the sword body of the blue water stone shone with a cold light like blue ice, "Old Dongwen Lingshi!" he accentuated his voice, "Even if I have respect for you, I can't stop my resolute heart!"

"Please, listen to Uncle Winterwin, when you are not at home, he often brings me honey cakes to eat, and he often takes me to the gardens of the main city of Veros, where he tells me countless wonderful stories in front of the fountain steps, and he is a rare good man, who has nothing but kindness to us, like our parents." ”

"We don't have parents. Mosuoya gave a cold remark, causing Aranda's voice to stop abruptly.

Dongwen stared at Mosuoya's grim back, and he held Eranda tightly in one hand, more firmly than the sword in his hand, "Young man, be sensible. Dong Wen tried to get closer in a kind voice, "You can't make mistakes again and again, you go back with me, there must be a solution, your sister will not die, you have to have hope, as long as you go back, we can slowly figure out a way, we can ...... You know, everything in this world, nothing is impossible, Hasman will not be arrogant for too long. ”

At this moment, unexpectedly, Mosuoya swung his sword, the sword body was like a cold wind cutting through Dong Wen's robe, Dong Wen's eyes widened, and he retreated, the blade of the sword dripping blood up and down, and in just a moment, the sword had cut through his chest. Dong Wen stared at Mosuoya's dark back and fell straight back.

Ailanda screamed, she ran forward, Dong Wen lay on the ground on his back, staring at the sky above the forest with gray and blue eyes, the white-bearded spirit horse neighed, and stepped forward to stroke Dong Wen Wuwen's cheek.

Erlanda took Winterwin's hand in both hands and sobbed silently, "You demon, what else would you do besides killing?" she scolded hysterically.

"Sister, he's just like everyone else, killing good people for some so-called missions. Mosuoya walked beside Ailanda to comfort her, and he tried to pull her up, but Erlanda fiercely resisted.

"Good man, who else is good in your eyes but the two of us?! Uncle Winterwin, such a kind and kind Uncle Winterwin has not escaped your cold blade! He is only for our own good, and wants to persuade us to go back, why are you so insensitive?

"Devil?" said his sister, his heart as if it had been pierced by a sharp blade, "but they want to take your life!"

"Let's go, I don't want to see you again, you've killed too many people! ”

How many times Mosuoya comforted Aranda and asked her for forgiveness, but Elanda's resolute words broke his heart hard. He felt that the whole world was only himself, alone.

"You shouldn't have done that! you should have gone back with Uncle Winterwin. He heard his sister repeat the words.

"It shouldn't have been cowardice, it should have been forgiveness!" he whispered, and as he looked at his weeping sister, his heart turned cold, and he departed, taking his sword in his hand, and taking a big stride, and with his brown wings and wings, he soared into the night sky.

After Mosuia was gone, Eranda was more lonely and helpless than anyone else, she was only a girl who had not yet arrived, and she wandered alone in the mountains and forests, and the sound of a deer or the insignificant mountain wind was enough to plunge her into deep fear. Later, in the middle of the night, she came to the twilight in a daze, and she sat down on the star-studded riverbank, full of thoughts.

Mosuoya, on the other hand, staggered down the road, repeating, "With this murderous sword, I have become the devil, and if I have to defend myself, it is that this sword of mine is bloodstained for protection!"

Eventually, he came to a high cliff in the middle of the forest, with its high walls and cascading waterfalls. He lay on his back, the moonlight was falling, the breeze was blowing, he got up and faced the deep forest under the high cliff, the deer in the mountain were chirping, he smiled indifferently, and whispered: "Stroke the breeze on your face, listen to the clear deer chirping, night falls, open up the tired body under the moonlight." Looking at the forest under the mountain in front of the high cliff, watching the galaxy fall into the valley, my heart is lonely and far away. Maybe I don't know where to go, the bright stars chase the bright moon, life, the illusion of the freedom of the brave, death, the eyes that must be closed for a moment. This curtain of waterfalls, like the foolish thought of mourning, the bluestone ancient path, only the back of the distant past! And my guardian, will extend with it forever, this hurried day, that long road, my heart, allow me to rebel between heaven and earth, flowers on both sides of the road, broken dreams, disappearing people, never return, only the season brings the falling leaves, sprinkled with snow, when the silver moon is in the sky, you look up to the sky and sigh, but the matter has been ......"

He closed his eyes and recuperated, and when he finished speaking, he saw the path under the high cliff, the black-armored man with dozens of angelic guards roaring away, their hands holding blades, he realized the danger of his sister's situation, and his face instantly returned to unparalleled firmness, he swayed up, and rushed into the long night sky with his sword.

Deeper in the night, as she meditated on the shore of the twilight waters, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the forest, and she looked vigilantly towards the intersection of the forest, not seeing anyone, but the footsteps were approaching, and she realized that it was the Armani, and they had the ability to become invisible.

Frightened, she scrambled to her feet, her breath condensed in the air, and she stepped back along the riverbank. Suddenly, with a thud, the air surged, and the surrounding trees rattled with the wind, and Black Dander appeared out of thin air, standing in mid-air, staring at Eranda with intimidating red eyes.

"Hand over the beads. He snorted, "Angels and all people will be implicated." ”

"No!" Erlanda stepped back timidly, but tripped over the rocks, and she immediately got up, and thinking of what Nalaes had said, she mustered up her courage and leaped into the twilight water.

Mosuoya in order to save his sister, in the mountains and forests with forty angel guards, he has almost gone crazy, he killed everyone, his body and face are covered with blood, when he followed the traces of Black Dande and hurried to the twilight water, Black Dande is using the power of darkness to support the love who is about to fall into the twilight water, he exerted his spiritual power to give Black Dande a heavy blow. When Mosuia sped forward and tried to pull her up from the twilight, she found that her sister had disappeared in an instant, never to be seen.

Erlanda pulled out her Dead Orb, and she lay flat on her back, as if she were in a galaxy of the void, which occasionally rippled and occasionally sunken into a bright column of water, which was Mosuo's panicked salvage, and she saw her brother's sad cheeks, and then, she had to close her eyes, and everything faded to black.

The beads faded into the twilight waters, and Hedander wandered on the shore like a black wind, his anger swept into the sky like thunder, and Mosuoya despaired after countless deep dives into the twilight waters.

"That's because of the beads. He thought to himself, and at last, he was heartbroken, and fell into the twilight with the vanished Aranda, and disappeared into the depths of the ever-flowing river.

Everyone is the center of the world, everyone is a part of the world, and when a person dies, his soul naturally glimpses the whole picture of the world in which he lives, the ancient and complicated history and future evolution, the birth of evil and the rise of justice, the legends of heroes and the decline of dynasties

Mosuoya and his sister sank into the twilight waters, and no one knew what their fate was, perhaps they drowned and died, or they went to another world, or perhaps, they went backwards to the back of time, to the front of time, or perhaps, they just disappeared into space, forever as dust and crumbs, but this song, the ancient song that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Angels of the Nineton Noshiroda tribe, will always resound in the vast blue world.

Exegesis:

(19) Convention of the Commons: The legal provisions between the Commons.

(20) Spiritualist: A person who fights with spiritual methods and is openly recognized.

(21) Blue Water Stone: A special stone in the Blue Underworld, which can grow, is extremely hard, and is a good material for forging swords.