The transparent color of the dawn precipitates the decadence of the night, looking for the existence of hope in the poetic illusion, the rapid breathing caresses the coldness of the night, burying a strange face in the palm of the hand, the ticking of the clock penetrates the surface of consciousness and keeps swimming towards the endings of the nerves, the vertical cliffs and the dark caves cross into crosses, cutting the dream into clusters of fireworks.

Dugu Arrow and the five monarchs took advantage of the night to enter a deep sleep, the dull breath suppressed the soul of the person began to float, countless dust swirled in the gap between light and shadow to release the imaginary loneliness, suddenly, the calm grotto came from the landslide like a crack, the huge stone with the dust rose and fell between the dome and the ground to build a bridge, the slender crack flew in front of the cave wall back and forth and then extended to the dark ravine, Dugu Arrow and the five monarchs were instantly awakened by this thunderous roar, they saw that the entrance of the grotto had been blocked by the boulder, and they had no choice but to choose another exit。

At this time, there is no deterrence of the dark angel holding the weapon against the head, and there is no deafening fear of the mountain and rock falling, they grope their way forward little by little in the opposite direction, the fat spider lies on the spider web and the bat hanging on the top of the cave waiting for the surrender of the prey, the big snake on the cave wall and the poisonous scorpion on the ground lay a trap to write death to the last chapter, just when Dugu Arrow and the five monarchs saw the faint light, several small holes appeared in front of them, Dugu Arrow hesitated for a moment and ordered everyone to split up to find the exit.

The five monarchs timidly moved their feet to their respective holes, Dugu Arrow said that whoever found the exit would shout for help if he encountered danger, the five monarchs looked inside and looked outside and carefully took the first step, but to their surprise all the small holes led to that exit, Dugu Arrow knew that they had finally gotten rid of the arrangement of fate and got real freedom, he turned around and clenched his fists at the five kings and the world behind them......

The blood-red dawn snuggled up to the fragrance of roses and broke free from the dark abyss, the gentle warm wind soaked the elixir of the rain and dew drew a gorgeous arc in the dark shadows of the haze, the beating heart caressed the strings of the earth, transforming the uneasiness in the depths of the soul into white clouds burning into the sky, and the firm will broke through the fog of appearance, and found the wings of dreams between wakefulness and trance.

Dugu Arrow and the five monarchs woke up from their sleep in the glimmer of the morning light, they found that they were still staying in the grotto and did not encounter the cracking of the mountain rocks, it turned out that escaping from the trapped place was just an illusion with no beginning and no end, and they still had to face the judgment of fate after the loss. At this time, a dark angel told them that the wheel of light of the god of death had been split towards them, and the king of light did not lend a helping hand but chose to hesitate, and now they could only enjoy the right to live by deciding whether they won or lost through a duel, and Dugu Arrow and the five kings stood in place as if they had been molded into a statue, and they did not move but fell into meditation in hesitation again and again.

Dugu Arrow leaned his back against the cave wall and didn't blink his eyes, he felt that the King of Light would not abandon them and let them kill each other, he knew that all that was needed at this time was a long silent time, the monarch of the country of flowers paced and thought that he would rather kill himself than kill them, he understood that he had been on the verge of twilight year after year, life or death was not a problem for him nor an eternal end.

The monarch of the country of the stars squatted on the ground and thought that his life was all at the mercy of fate, even if he killed others, maybe one day he would be killed by others, so complicated it was better to be frank and free from the pain, the king of the country of the stars looked at the red sun as if he had never lost his freedom, the mutilation of the body could not replace the mutilation of the soul, when he saw life and death without boundaries, maybe happiness would always stay by his side.

The monarch of the land of fire and spirit sat on the ground and felt that he would definitely not be the first to make a move, although the young fire was hot, he had not completely lost his reason, the tribulations and co-ordination of the past were like scenes of movies constantly passing through his mind, the king of the land of the water abyss held his cheeks and thought about whether his distant country was peaceful, he believed that no matter whether he succeeded or failed, he would definitely become the last strong man, blood and killing were just a short baptism, there was no friendship goodwill and no friendship hatred. The dark angel couldn't guess what they were thinking, and he flapped his wings and left the grotto to await a brutal contest......

The cold blade soaked in the torrent of blood picked up whose sweet dreams to the fingertips, the bitter ** tore the trembling of the earth, and could not find a balanced center of gravity between the throat and the soles of the feet, the sad horse neighed through the gap in the dust and trapped whose freedom behind the door, and the angry roar piled up the lost foam and filled the place where happiness broke with sentimentality.

Sweet dreams overlap the cruelty of dreams that can't reflect reality, freedom is entangled with the rules of freedom and can't spell out the circle, all happiness is like a fiction and vivid horror, and it can't get an echo but the pain can't be parted. Dugu Arrow and the five monarchs walked out of the grotto to choose between war and peace, they were armed with weapons and none of them wanted to play this game of minds, the dark angel raised the monarch of the Fire Spirit Country above his head again, all eyes looked at the melancholy sky in unison, not knowing whether there was pity or selfishness hidden in his pupils.

Lan Xingye, the king of light, led a part of the soldiers to rush up the secret staircase, his appearance refilled the long-dried river with nectar, Dugu Arrow and the five monarchs exchanged glances with each other and aimed the sharp blade at the belly of the dark angel, the convulsive muscles mixed with the outpouring of blood fixed the beautiful picture forever on the pain, the churning haze covered the scar of the wound but could not hide the coldness in the depths of the thought, a painful feeling pierced into the bone marrow, cooled the only remaining bit of warmth, the transparent light accumulated the sweet dream of the day, smeared the rose red of the sky into lead gray, a violent tornado connected the earth and the sky, swaying between the fog of reality。

Dugu Arrow and the five monarchs waited back to back for the attack of the dark angels, only to see four dark tides galloping from all directions to wipe the blades extremely transparent, the King of Light and his soldiers scattered from the buds into petals and then fought desperately, countless blood droplets splashed up, reflecting the cherry blossoms on a rainy day and the lilacs on a sunny day. The beginning of the war was only to express a broken ending, the rout of the dark angel announced the beginning and end of the game, and the king of light said goodbye to Dugu Jian and the five monarchs one by one, they did not shed tears, did not laugh, only a shallow trace of hidden pain......

The lonely river had experienced a bump and then a shower, and the roaring thunder and lightning carried the cloudy tent to build a mist at the upper end of the river, and the vanishing scar was buried in the flesh and bones, and it was not long before it became a scar again, and the rotting skin supported the paranoid soul silently pulling the scar to the point of tearing. Happiness cannot be measured, just as pain cannot be separated, the two are mutually exclusive and must be interdependent, there is no relative distance, only absolute closeness.

Dugu Arrow and the five monarchs flowed through the lonely river and continued to move towards their respective destinations, although they came from different places but had the same dream in their hearts, in the perfect world to transform fraternity and desire into the first two hometowns, at this time, they came to a crossroads, Dugu Arrow told the five monarchs that they also wanted to say goodbye to them, the five monarchs looked at the jungle in the distance and Dugu Arrow shook hands and hugged one by one, they wanted to engrave the deepest friendship into their hearts and burn the most prosperous torch.

Dugu Arrow walked home alone along the sheep intestine path, and the five monarchs were preparing to go to one colorful country after another along the Tantu Avenue, and in front of and behind them, the river turned several corners to choose the angle of happiness, the jungle was covered with a layer of patchwork of sweet dreams, everything was like strangeness, everything was like neon......