Whose dreams have been scratched by the wings of the night, why is there so much desire on this dead earth, and the arrogant heart has draped death on itself after colding the existence of life, whether it wants to awaken the evil breath to devour the last bright dawn. The lonely soul of the dark lord Lu Zhuxuan left the country of flowers and continued to march towards another country, he held the transparent wand tightly in his hand as if he was holding his own life, the worn cloak stretched from the top of his head to the back of his legs, like a kite torn by a hurricane, floating coldly in the air, his empty eyes were nostalgic for the cherry blossoms left in that winter again and again, but found that the beauty in front of him could no longer return to the original truth. At this time, he put away the wand in his hand and faintly descended to the ground, this is the other country he is looking for - the country of Moon Springs, but within the city walls there are thousands of cavalry constantly patrolling around, the Lord of Darkness lowered his body and wanted to sneak in, but the eyes of those cavalry were like searchlights nailed to the wall and refused to let go of even a mosquito, so he had to wave the wand in his hand and rush all the way in.

At this time, the soldiers waiting in the city did not expect a surprise attack by the enemy soldiers at all, and they raised their spears and swords in their hands in a panic. The big knife and steel spear slashed at the lonely soul of the dark lord, the dark lord soared into the air, his eyes were full of desire to kill, every time the blood-red blood stained his lonely soul and cloak, he felt that he could live proudly, no charity, no pity, just a hatred that invaded the bone marrow, as the desire in his heart became stronger and stronger, his burning killing fire also rose step by step, suddenly, his fingers were raised above his head, and then drew an arc downward, a jet-black lightning bolt extended from the top of the wand to the ground, and suddenly, the whole earth rolled up, One after another deep and shallow ravines like dancing magicians rise and fall, sink and fall, the soldiers who stayed on it were caught in the depths of the earth before they could fully react, the dark lord's fingers collided again, the pitch-black lightning desperately condensed together and exploded quickly, and in an instant the sky was filled with layers of thick smoke, among which from time to time there was a tragic ** sound and the gurgling sound of blood, like torn petals helplessly discarded on the ground to be trampled and ravaged.

At this time, he put away his wand, put his hands together, and the ravines on the earth also reunited as if they had life, as if everything was spent in a dream without being infected with reality, the monarch who slept in the dormitory woke up from the dream when he heard the sound of fighting over and over again, he lit the candle and pushed the door open but found that the night was as quiet as heaven, just as he was about to extinguish the candle and return to the bedroom, but found that a huge black shadow was floating in front of him, he threw away the candlestick in horror and fled outside, the king of the dark king ripped off his cloak and immediately chased after him, and the king of the country of moon springs was struck by a lightning bolt before he could run far, I saw him lean forward, lying heavily on the ground and falling into a coma, followed by the Lord of Darkness using the power of his wand to flip him over, and then stared at the eyes of this king in cold pearls, he found that his eyes were also full of violence and greed, but the beautiful robe covered the purest heart in the world and let cruelty occupy the eyes of the dawn, he tapped the body of the monarch with his wand, only to see the monarch float into the air, and the robe on his body fell coldly to the ground.

At this time, the Lord of Darkness dragged his lonely soul to wander over, he docked above the monarch and spit out an evil black mist, the black mist filled the night around the charm of the moonlight, washed away the butterflies resting in the flowers, the king of the country of moon springs was like a dead silkworm chrysalis wrapped in a silver cocoon in pain, could not feel the favor of light, nor could he feel the existence of hope, the king of darkness continued to spit out a large amount of black fog to paralyze the king's nerves, he wanted to let the whole world know that what he could not get was not available to others, once he lost his brother, and then lost himself, and finally left only this thin lonely soul wandering in the world, what he deserves can't get after all, just like a lonely feather forever flying between the distance and the heart, and the beautiful fantasy becomes a bubble again and again and wraps around himself until the decadent can no longer be decadent......

The pitch-black lightning split the defense line of the soul and subverted whose dream, the blood-red glow sleeping in the dark abyss can reprint the blue of the sky, and the snow-white Milky Way is lonely and entwined with the stars that float by, like a lost lamb can finally stop wandering and return to his homeland. The King of Darkness, Lu Zhuxuan, eroded the consciousness of the monarch of the country of Moon Springs and then went to the next country, he wanted to prove with his actions that the stronger his desire was the stronger his strength, the King of Light destroyed his own country of darkness but did not destroy his fighting spirit, that firm belief was like a flame burning in his heart has been swaying and never extinguished, at this time, he lowered his body to look at the ivy climbing the trunk of the tree, and suddenly found that their leaves were next to each other, like a waterfall pouring into the water, when he gazed at this waterfall reflecting the moonlight again, his mind returned to the memory of Dugu Arrow climbing the magic mountain to seize the crystal ball。

The dark blue water moistened the eyes hidden in the darkness, the silver-white tears flickered with the confusion of the future swept up the brows, and the crimson warm current quietly crossed the fingertips and touched the heart, but there was no hope left to illuminate the confusion in the heart. The King of Darkness, Lu Zhuxuan, was still sitting on the gilded throne and did not dare to face the barrier in front of him, the arrows of Dugu's arrow had been deeply inserted in his heart instead of still on his back, he was afraid of death and could not eliminate the fear of death and lived bravely, the dark light of the night gnawed away at him like a soul-devouring demon and lost his power, only to see a thin face flashing in the mirror for a while dark and bright. At this time, he slowly stood up straight and looked at the place where Yiren Tiansiyu left, but found that the original clean ground had been little by little with the fragrance of tender grass, he happily walked over there step by step, and picked up a leaf petal to look at it carefully, as if it could send a warm sunshine to the dark heart.

At the same time, Inhuman Tiansiyu was walking on the road to the wasteland, his heart was like a rolling wave hitting his heart wall again and again, seeing that Dugu Arrow had stepped on the soil of the wasteland, and he still didn't know what to dress up into, that clueless trouble made him fall into cranky thoughts:

I felt that I should disguise myself as a blind man, with a worn-out cane in my hand, and then wear a crumpled garment, and grope my way forward slowly, so that if I met Dugu Arrow, his sympathy would be admired, and he might help me forward, and then I would have pulled out the weapon to assassinate him, but he didn't have to help me, if he found someone else to hold me, this person might be a citizen of the Dark Country, and I couldn't see anything with my eyes closed at that time, what if I killed my own brother？

Or I pretend to be a beggar, I will first find a broken bowl, and then mess up my hair, and then make my hands and feet dirty, I believe that he will pity me, when I meet Dugu Jian begging for him, he will definitely throw money into my broken bowl, I will take out a sharp weapon to kill him, but at that time I lowered my head heavily, and held the broken bowl firmly with both hands, how can I have time to kill him with a sharp weapon?

I think it's better to pretend to be an old woman, after all, Dugu Jian's parents are also old people, when he sees me, he will definitely think of his mother, and then he will feel deep guilt, besides, he once chose the latter on the balance of family affection and love, this is his eternal injury, like a basin of water that can never be taken back, but what if he recognizes me as a man? My voice can easily reveal my identity, so what should I do? What should I pretend to be?

Inhuman Tian Siyu was worried about his dress, and suddenly a pitch-black lightning appeared in the sky, and the light of this lightning happened to fall on Inhuman's body, and then he heard the voice of the King of Darkness Lu Zhuxuan, only to hear the King of Darkness say that the King of Light led the soldiers of the Kingdom of Light to the Magic Mountain, and they must raze the black world to the ground this time, so he ordered him to dress up as Dugu Arrow to lead them to the Valley of Death, so that the demon sleeping there woke up and loved it to fly flesh and blood, and Inhuman listened carefully to the command of the King of Darkness, and he hurriedly took off the sharp weapon on his body and ranAhead was a desolate and lifeless wilderness, like a dark night without dawn, and his mind was like a dead wasteland full of loneliness in the night......

The dark twilight scratched whose dreams and ignited whose hopes, whose eyes were seduced and whose hearts were still persistent in the twilight when the twilight fell into haze, the dark blue butterfly spread its wings and touched the bright blood red or gloomy gray-brown, only to hear the sound of rapid breathing breaking through the barrier of the heart and rippling into the sky. The Lord of Darkness, Lu Zhuxuan, was wandering on his way to the next realm, he didn't know if he wanted to get the balance of his mind or to make the world crazier, his lonely soul was coldly clinging to the cold night without a trace of consciousness, but how could a broken heart abandon the expansion of desire and wait until the wound healed, when his soul was eaten away by the color of the night and only left an empty shell, even if he wanted to keep it, he could only wait alone, hoping that he would not be attached to a person on the verge of despair, even if he saw the empty shadow of hope in the next second。 The Lord of Darkness flew helplessly forward, no one knew what was going on in his heart, not even himself, and gradually, he returned to the real world.

The dark light of the night pierced whose hypocrisy pierced into whose heart, the depravity floating behind the flesh and blood pulled who into the turbid whirlpool, only to see a lonely figure buried in the haze above the earth looking for another self, the cold moonlight poured on the water surface and flashed a series of scattered residual light, as if the stars reflected in the mirror became faint again and again, and the river flowing in the heart soaked in the clear light of the night became sad. The King of Darkness, Lu Zhuxuan, looked up at the snowflakes in the sky and drifted into the damp dream, evoking a faint grievance, just like the footprints of birds crossing the sky, beautiful but not monotonous, the dark current of jet black overflowed from the barren heart and did not know where to go, in addition to a layer of cold frost left in the memory, there was also an indescribable loneliness.