"No! Grandma Luna's blessing will not be until the age of twelve. The old lady touched Amore's head, not wanting to see the child grow up. But the years are not as expected, and the baby who was like a thin monkey back then has grown up. And the unpredictable fate will show a hideous face again, and the suffering of the Dark Night family will fall on this child sooner or later. I don't know what kind of hardships he will face, but it will definitely not go well, "The curse that has been inherited for 10,000 years, when will it end." ”

Elmo shrunk his neck, the winter cold causing him to shrink into the covers again, and then fell asleep like a hibernation. He had to sleep until the sun rose tomorrow, when the cold on the ground had subsided, and then he could continue to go out in search of food. If you encounter wind and snow weather, you can only suffer next to each other, whether you are hungry or not, you can only suffer in the cold cellar. In his dream, he is still looking forward to tomorrow's sunshine.

When night fell, the old lady, who was also hibernating, opened her eyes, revealing a cat-like green light, and she could see clearly in the darkness. Tucking the corners of the quilt for Elmo, Grandma got up and quietly got out of the cellar, stretching out to the ground, the cold winter wind did not affect her movements in the slightest.

When she came to the wilderness, the old woman bowed to the moon in the sky, and the little black stick that had beaten Aimo wept bitterly floated by her side very magically, like a bird.

In the bright moonlight, the old lady recited a long incantation, her five hearts facing the sky and the full moon, and she was actually practicing the secret art of the dark night. The little black stick flew deftly, drawing mysterious trajectories on the old woman's side, condensing into strange symbols, and smashing one trick after another into her body. A thick fog rose from the darkness of the night, quickly drowning it in.

How long did the cultivation last, and suddenly an orange-red light flew out of the mist. This bright light broke through the fog and soared into the sky, reflecting the moonlight in the sky.

After rising to the extreme, the bright light opened, like a dragon absorbing water and swallowing all the moonlight in the air, and then turned around and fell into the mist. The Wasteland of Despair instantly turned dark, and the moon in the sky was pale and colorless, as if all the energy had drained the orange-red light.

The black mist then trembled violently, spreading the boundless mist and enveloping the surrounding area. Immediately, the light on the wilderness was dim and silent, and a huge momentum stretched out from the fog, and everywhere it went, it was like a dark god coming, trying to trample everything around him. This is the center of the night, where all sides are to bow down.

After a short time, the sky and the moon returned to light, and the black fog on the ground gradually dissipated, but what came out of the fog was no longer the old dragon bell grandmother, but a majestic night magic! The white hair on her head was still fluttering, but her momentum was by no means ordinary, and she glanced around proudly, as if she was demonstrating fiercely at the enemy in the distance.

However, this momentum quickly dissipated into invisibility, and her figure bent back into the poor old woman, who was still staggering back into the cellar. Of course, all this happened at night, and Ammo didn't know that he was still eating in his dreams.

It was not completely unnoticed, and the flickering moonlight in the night sky still attracted the attention of an old man on the night watch.

The slenderly night watchman looked at the cloudy moonlight in the sky, and heard the "snap" of the lanterns in the temple, and the signs of the god of light were also unusual, he frowned, and said that the three holy light rulings came from his mouth, and rushed to the exiles of the extreme south, the extreme east, and the extreme west to clean up the trouble.

This temple of light in the extreme north is located in an extremely high bitter cold place, which is closest to the sun during the day and the sky is covered with magnificent aurora at night, and it is the place where the light element is most concentrated on the Nagisa Moon continent.

This old man of the night watch, whose name no one knows, is the most mysterious existence behind the Pope of Light. In the Sect of Light, the Pope was originally able to serve as the Holy Law of Light cultivation to the divine realm of "Watching Angels", and now Pope Lu Sien's Holy Law cultivation is also unfathomable, but it is much inferior to the Guardian Angel Realm.

But in the entire Bright Holy Sect, even if the other six cardinals are included, he is the most profound in cultivation and is the first person in the Bright Holy Law to take on this great responsibility. But there are also rumors that the night watchman of the Far North Temple is the first person in the Nagisa Moon Continent and a real watch angel, but no one can verify this statement, and it has been circulated in the world as the most beautiful story.

The old woman who hid in the cellar like a rat naturally didn't know that a quiet move to the rank had alarmed the Temple of Light, and the deadly Holy Light Verdict had already been hunted down. The old woman was still immersed in the joy of promotion, and tonight's cultivation actually broke through to the seventh layer of the Dark Night Secret Technique, cultivated into the realm of the Night Demon Master, and became a master of the Night Clan.

Of course, there are only two people left in the Night Clan, she and Ai Mo, no matter from which point of view, she is the first person, but even if the Night Clan Ding Xingwang past, her cultivation is extraordinary. Because the Dark Night Clan has been passed down to the present, under the endless curse of the God of Light, the Dark Night bloodline has faded to almost nothing, if it weren't for the old woman's excellent talent and firm faith, otherwise she wouldn't be able to promote the Dark Demon anyway.

Back in the cellar to calm the excitement, it was already dawn outside. This time, it was the old woman who took the initiative to wake up the sleeping Elmo, and with this excitement, she began to tell the story of the cursed past of the Night Clan early in the morning.

"There is day and night in this world, and there is not only one color in the sky. You have to remember that under the sun, what is the most different? It is the shadow! The brighter the sun, the more obvious the dark shadow, and this is the way of existence in the dark night as illustrated by the creation of heaven and earth. ”

However, the self-proclaimed god of light did not agree, and he hated darkness infinitely. But even if he is a god, he can't eliminate the shadow under the sun, so he has a curse that has been passed down for 10,000 years, and the curse of the dark night will be extinct forever from the Nagisa Moon Continent. ”

"Once upon a time, on the Nagisa Moon Continent, the Night Clan was a more powerful existence than the Illuminati Sect, but under the curse of the God of Light, the Dark Night Clan gradually withered, and eventually became street rats, and could only hide and hide everywhere. Do you know how many Nightlings there are in the entire continent?

"Don't ask why, the God of Light is so unreasonable. His Light Sect in the world was so rude, no matter how the Night Clan tried to fulfill it, they didn't escape the end of being hunted down. We are hiding in Tibet, and our bloodlines have faded like mortals, but the Illuminati are still unrelenting. They want to fulfill the will of the God of Light and completely eliminate the dark night in the Nagisa Moon Continent. ”

"This is God's curse, and no one can fight it!"

"What is the blood of the night?" asked Aimo timidly, frightened the story of his grandmother early in the morning, and frightened the sad song of the night, never expecting that the bright sun was the most terrible enemy.

"At the age of eighteen, the Night Badge will appear in the palm of the Night Clan's right hand, like this. Grandma showed a complex mark on her palm to her eldest grandson. This black mark, Aimo always thought that his grandmother's hands were not washed, but he didn't expect it to be a big secret.

"I don't have it on my hands, am I not from the Night Clan now?"

"Maybe not in the first lifetime. Grandma's words made Aimo secretly happy in his heart, he didn't expect to have such a good luck in the cold winter.

He shrunk in the quilt and continued to listen to his grandmother, "In your generation, it's hard to say whether there is still a dark night bloodline. Even my Night Badge was inspired by chance. For the sake of your happiness in the future, I also hope that you will no longer have the Dark Night Bloodline, so that you will no longer have to bear the heavy responsibility of the Night Clan, and you will no longer have to be cursed by the God of Light. But all this will not be known until you are eighteen years old. ”

"Can you know in advance?" Ammo didn't want to wait that long, he hurriedly got up, and then let the cold wind freeze back into the bed, and sneezed twice in a row.

"Yes. Let the light spell burn once, and you'll know right away. "Grandma made a rare joke today, and the cellar was rarely filled with laughter. Light and darkness are opposites, and if it burns badly under the flame of light, it is a dark night bloodline. Ordinary people don't want to know if it hurts, and he doesn't want the fire to burn.

"Grandma, tell us more about the Nightling. "Aimo listened to it very interestingly, once he had no burden on the Night Clan in his heart, he would take the Night Tragedy as someone else's sorrow, since it has nothing to do with himself, it would be good to listen to the story, "I know the curse, I should know why I was banished, right?"

"When you turn twelve!" Grandma was very persistent, she believed in the night god for many years, and strictly observed the ancestral teachings of the night. Today, when I was excited to say something cursed, I already regretted it faintly in my heart, but I couldn't take it back when I said it.

"Then tell me about my parents, please, grandma. Aimo is selling cutely, he can see that grandma is in a good mood today, and he must not miss this opportunity.

"Let's talk about your birth, and wait for the next full moon night. Grandma finally relented, which made Elmo happily kick the quilt, but soon regretted it, and the last shred of warmth in the quilt was gone, and it was extremely cold and shivering. It's just that he didn't notice that in such a cold season, why didn't grandma shiver?

"When you were born, you were very thin, like a monkey, I was worried that I wouldn't survive, but I didn't expect to grow so big. Grandma squinted, recalling the days when Ammo was born.

"The God of Light rules over the Nagisa Moon Continent, and every Night New Ding is born under his curse, and you were not spared when you were born. We've been banished to the wasteland of despair for years, and we're living cautiously lest we provoke the Illuminati. But fate is too much to prevent, and the pursuit of the Illuminati comes to us from time to time, and the Night Clan faces the disaster of extinction again and again.

When your mother had a big belly, our whole family hid on the edge of the weeping swamp and dug a deep cellar to hide and deliver you. But people are not as good as heaven, you make a lot of noise on the day of childbirth, your mother is very uncomfortable, you must go out to breathe.

Unexpectedly, as soon as we showed up, we ran into the Light Disciples. These fanatical killers have come forward in a surge, and your father and grandfather have been defeated and fallen into the hands of the enemy, and they will not spare us to kill us all. I tried my best to protect your mother and escape, but I still didn't run far, and I saw that your mother and mother were about to fall into the hands of the enemy.

At this moment, your mother erupted! For the sake of flesh and blood, she resolutely jumped into the weeping swamp to avoid the fatal blow of the Illuminati. The moment she hid in the Crying Swamp, you were born crying. This baby's cry made her mother's love burst out, and she burst out with amazing perseverance, resisting the spiritual suppression of the great crying swamp, holding back the endless sorrow in the depths of her soul, and throwing you out of the crying swamp and throwing it to me.

Then, your hard-working mother, with the greatness of her mother, used the secret technique of the Dark Night Clan's primordial god self-detonation to teleport you and me to a distant place, thus getting rid of the pursuit of the Illuminati and surviving by luck. ”