Why is there still a sorrow lurking after the blood-red dawn breaks free from the invasion of the night, the cold river with the ups and downs of emotions makes a wandering heart no longer wander or still hesitate, the broken wings fall from the sky to the sea, and then float to the sky with a heavy dream, so that the residual light of happiness is forever gray and shining. Dugu Arrow is looking for himself in the legend of love between angels and devils, although God's eyes are bright, but he also has places that he can't see, the truth, goodness, beauty and false ugliness of human nature are blended together, so that incomplete love can withstand the test of the soul, the lost can not come back, but you can use a sincere heart to stick to the love in the depths of your heart, and you can break up and close it, but you can find a suitable place to place that pure fantasy after you mature up. At this time, Dugu Arrow saw a hazy world through the reddish bloodshots, erected a ladder between the earth and heaven, and the lovely angel flapped her wings to and fro around the steps, and on the top of the ladder were planted roses, cloves, Lilies and other flowers exude fragrance, he stepped on the ladder alone, the blood-red light reflected the butterfly's wings and transmitted hope to another place in heaven, the broken body once again returned to its original wholeness, so that the stubborn soul was from the invasion and harm of darkness, Dugu Arrow climbed up step by step, until the angel's murmur summoned him back to his memory of sleeping in the eagle's giant talon and returning to the wooden house.

The bright flame of light sweeps away the dark shadows and dye the luster of life into a fiery red, the broken twilight falls mottled stars so that sin wanders on the edge of pain and cannot find a return voyage, death is always accompanied by fear, new life always hides joy, happiness and unhappiness are too far apart and seem to have never been separated, repressed human nature blooms too beautiful and feels short and empty, everything goes on, whether you believe it or not, life is a drama anyway. Dugu Arrow returned to his wooden house from the dead and silent wasteland, as soon as he came back, he lay on the round table and wrote a letter to Lan Xingye, the king of light, the decisive battle on the magic mountain did not bring him much damage, on the contrary, the king of darkness Lu Zhuxuan died tragically in the mouth of the eagle, he told the king of light that he had escaped the interception of the dark soldiers, the ferocity of the king of darkness and the sinking of the magic mountain drew a bloodless scar in front of his eyes like a nightmare, and finally he also said that he would personally return the crystal ball to the hand of the king of light, which was crystal clearHe pondered for a long time and finally drew an end at the end of the letter, and then he turned his gaze to the colorful colors outside, the golden leaves fluttered among the red flowers to form an incomparable scroll, and the dreamlike poetry faintly revealed a kind of sentimental poignancy to the extreme......

The dawn of dawn penetrates the darkest side of human nature, throwing hypocrisy and ugliness to the other side of darkness, cold tears streak across the gentle river and sprinkle a line of scars of suffering on the rising horizon, lonely footsteps pull the lonely self, leaving a string of footprints to reflect the lonely soul. Dugu Arrow tied the written letter to the paws of the white dove and let go of the trembling hand, his wish flew with snow-white wings, and he couldn't find an excuse for joy in the gap between love and dislove, although he had successfully captured the crystal ball, but Jingliana was still imprisoned in the dark prison, the end of one suffering was only the beginning of another, the endless suffering shattered the dream of love and the blood-red dream, he reluctantly walked from the round table to the window, the illusion is always so beautiful, but the reality is always so cruel, the clear thoughts are soaked in the bloody picture makes the illusion and the real entangled and separated so transparent, the light of dawn did not awaken after all, and the long dark night began to deprive rotten humanity again. At this time, Dugu Arrow looked up at the ice blue sky and soaked himself into a sad appearance, his eyes were full of red light, and a faint light blue tore his languishing heart more completely, he quietly listened to his heartbeat and the birds in the jungle were connected together, there was a close hallucination, and the taste of longing brought him back to the real world where the lonely soul of the Lord of Darkness attached to him and went to the land of light.

The ignorant night cut a cold and shallow wound in someone's heart, and then dragged out the thin soul and hung it on the fallen wall, the shadow of death extended the length and width of life and destroyed someone's body, and the reflection that galloped into the river was real or just an illusion. Dugu Arrow was tied to the cross with his head lowered and no strength, his faint gasp accompanied by the beating of his heart pierced Dawn's eyes in the invisible world, angry people still threw filth at his body, his cheeks hid in the collar to guard a lowly self and hold up a noble soul, ignorance devoured a little bit of goodness in human nature, but let the shadow of sin stretch longer and longer, darkness invaded the territory of light and corroded the pursuit of desire, a complete world was divided in half by pain and happiness, and the light of twilight could not be seen nor the morning light of dawn。 Dugu Arrow was in a trance like this, indulging in the sin on the surface and the purity of the heart, and even the tearing pain pulling the bloody flesh could not defend the trace of stubbornness in his eyes.

At the same time, the king of light, Lan Xingye, sat on top of the main hall guarding the silence of the castle, his eyes stared at the dark corners and fell into reverie again and again, although the power of darkness was temporarily blocked by the light, but it eventually had the desire to make a comeback, and the cowardly human nature could not withstand the temptation of greed, struggled between struggle and seizure, and lost its direction in confusion.

At this moment, a soldier walked in from outside the main hall, and he said to the King of Light breathlessly: "Sovereign, Dugu Arrow has killed many people in our kingdom, and he has become like a different person, and he only knows crazy slaughter. ”

The King of Light took a step back, he held the Jade Throne in his hand and said, "How can this be, he can't kill innocents indiscriminately for no reason, someone must be trying to frame him." ”

"The monarch, we have witnessed it with our own eyes, he does not even spare the baby in the arms of a woman, he is simply a murderous bloodthirsty demon king. ”

"Is he really that bloody and cruel?" the King of Light continued, pacing to the soldier's side, "is he still killing innocents?"

The soldier's legs trembled, and his voice was a little choked, and he said, "He almost shot the woman and the baby, but fortunately he was distracted, and a group of us came forward and pushed him to the ground, and then hammered him to the cross with iron nails." ”

The King of Light hesitated for a moment, then he tugged at his collar and said to the soldier, "Take me over there, I'll see for myself if Dugu Arrow is not the original Dugu Arrow?"

The Lord of Light followed the soldiers out of the castle with heavy steps, and the shattered sunset set and a cold afterglow pulled the beautiful dusk away without a glimmer of burning hope, leaving only a dark shell waiting for the silence before dawn, covered with frost......

The boundless darkness always hides in the gray area of death, bearing the oppression behind the darkness, the dawn that wanders to the middle of the twilight extends its pure wings to the end of the night, and it cannot reach the goodness conquered by desire, the bright blood red leaves behind the glow of the scarlet color and is soaked in the sorrow of the sea water dyed cold despair again and again, and those vanishing and appearing illusions twist into reality, deceiving the original pious faith. Lan Xingye, the king of light, rode his horse and galloped in the direction of Dugu Arrow, the dirt under his feet was imprinted into a string of crescent moons under the ravages of the horse's hooves, bringing a raging whirlwind, and the afterglow behind him caressed the glow of the setting sun, and hung a broken dream into the sprout of hope into the sky. At the same time, Dugu Arrow has been tortured to the verge of collapse by the mad people, the torn clothes cover the bruised body without revealing a piece of intact flesh, the broken bone joints make a burst of sound and embed the painful scars into the tears, but Dugu Arrow is still buried deep in his head, the pain of the flesh is nothing compared to the pain of the soul, the nobility of death is a hundred times stronger than the filth of life, he can't watch himself being persecuted by the conspiracy of the night for no reason, the stubbornness in his heart tells him that only by closing his eyes tightly, then the miracle that he can't touch will be quietly put on his wrist like a haloIn this way, he silently wandered in the infinite reverie of turmoil and tranquility, when suddenly a blooming thought pulled him back to his memory of returning to the wooden house from his slumber in the eagle's giant talons.