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The night is the easiest to confuse the eyes full of spirits, so that the greedy desire reveals the disguise of the best under the cover of harmony, the human heart is always fragile, always unable to resist the temptation of the outside world to attract unwarranted pain, the lonely soul does not want to be cursed by the darkness, always wants to break through the obstruction of the earth to regain the glory of the halo. It is true that the night always belongs to the dark side of the mind, and the other side of man will only become the embodiment of reason when the light illuminates the world, but the sky at this time is still filled with a heavy pitch black, because the darkness is quietly approaching the dark side of the mind, and nightmares rule the night.

The pitch-black twilight pierced through the weakest blood-red floating in the sky, projecting a silver-colored lightning, the mind of Lan Xingye, the king of light, was surrounded by more and more terrifying nightmares, he felt that his body was crawling with ghosts, they were digging open their internal organs and sucking their own blood, he writhed in the nightmare, the bloody dream made him dodge left and right on the bed, the eyes of the ghosts were black, and his body flashed white light like smoke, he didn't dare to look directly at the blood in front of him, and the large patches of blood stained his eyes red。

His hands clawed wildly in the air, trying to shake off the ghosts that were crawling all over his body, but when he knocked out a group of ghosts, another group of ghosts surrounded him, and they attacked his weakest points like an inextricable plague.

The sky was painted with darker and darker colors, as if the sky was originally the only terrible color of light, and the heavy twilight was more violent than ever, as if the accumulated lava had suddenly burst out, and in the world of night, nightmares always had a grasp of the human heart, and the darkness that struck the mind of the Lord of Light was bigger than a mass, and the nightmares were one after another, the blood-red blood red and the pitch-black of the twilight were combined, and everything in his world was gone except blood and haze.

At this moment, he felt a pitch-black figure appear in front of him, and its huge black shadow reflected the entire bed in a thick ink, and the snow-white bedcloth instantly shortened a lot. The King of Light desperately wanted to open his eyes, but the more he tried to open them, the more he couldn't open them, the darkness blocked the light in his eyes, and the undercurrent like a tidal wave rushed down his eyes to the bottom of his heart. He saw that the pitch-black figure was a pitch-black lonely soul, and the lonely soul sent out a transparent lightning bolt towards the head of the Lord of Light, it wanted to take the opportunity to invade the realm of light to disturb the consciousness of the Lord of Light, the King of Light felt as if his head was about to explode, the rolling undercurrent was reading his thoughts, and the fragile body could not stop the attack of the dark forces at all.

In the dark world, it is difficult for the light to have a foothold, and then, the king of light feels his body twitching, his muscles are expanding, he is like a fleshless doll, the power of darkness continues, the lonely soul and the ghost are corrupted by desire to distort the mind, but the light is still very slim, the darkness penetrates one lonely night after another......

When the night lost its terrible nightmare and restored its mind, the sky began to reveal a large patch of pink and pink. Lan Xingye, the king of light, got up with tiredness and weakness, he opened his eyes to see the long-lost ice blue sky, but when his excitement gradually melted, he recalled the darkness in his mind again, he could feel that there was a kind of phantom that was close and distant and had been invading his thoughts, but he didn't know if his intuition was correct, the night was the best at disguising himself, he didn't know if his nightmare was real or just an illusion.

He once again summoned the Faithful Minister, who was now free to enter and leave the Land of Light due to the ignorance of the Lord of Light, and he had taken the place of the Dugu Arrow, who was on the way to save Crystal Lena, because the position of the Crystal Ball was supreme, and when selfish desires and emotions collided, human nature often became terrifying, and they preferred to give up the common memories they once had for their own glory.

The loyal minister no longer wore the official uniform of the previous court, but instead wore a pitch-black robe, and he wore a snow-white high hat on his head, because of the favor of the Lord of Light, the ministers in the castle complimented him, and he also felt that he was a favored minister under one person and above ten thousand, but the closer the person, the more dangerous it was, and the disaster did not abate, but kept brewing, and it was about to break through the barriers of dawn to reach unattainable heights.

Lan Xingye, the King of Light, rubbed his sleepy eyes and said to the loyal minister: "Aichen, the shadow of the lonely soul appeared in my nightmare last night, and it was more intense than the last invasion, and I completely became its plaything. ”

"Sovereign, I guess it must have been the rebellion of the arrogant minister that has made you feel physically and mentally exhausted. The faithful minister arched his back and lowered his head.

"But I always feel that the lonely soul is not like an ordinary soul, it is more ferocious and evil than the average soul," the King of Light sighed helplessly as he propped his head in his hands, and suddenly a light flashed through his head, and continued, "I guess such a powerful monster can only be darkness...... Dark....... ”

"Sovereign, why did you mention him again, how can a dead man control the thoughts of a living person, it is impossible for the Dark Lord to come back to life, his body and soul have been separated," the faithful minister looked into the eyes of the King of Light, revealing a strange expression, "It must be that damn arrogant minister who disturbed your sleep, and I will behead him in a moment to relieve the hatred in the monarch's heart." ”

The King of Light looked haggard, shifted his body, and said, "Then do it, lest I never sleep well, and if I continue like this, my body will collapse sooner or later." ”

"Rest assured, sovereign, I will surely get rid of this heinous minister for you, and make people spit on him forever. With that, he stepped back, preparing to go to the prison to arrest the important prisoner and take him to the execution ground. At this time, the heart of the King of Light was still not calm, and the pitch-black figure kept shaking in front of his eyes, and gradually, his eyes were blackened......

The blood-red sun stained the blue sky, giving birth to a blood-red world, the gray earth was smeared with golden glow, turning into a golden ribbon hanging in the air, the crowd of onlookers was like stars in the sky, wandering and trembling around the Milky Way, and the bustling street market was lively like boiling soup, full of stability and peace of life. Lan Xingye, the king of light, sat on the side of the execution ground at this time and watched, the loyal minister sat on the high hall, he ordered the jailer to escort the recidivist and arrogant minister up, only to see that the barbarian minister had blood stains on his face, shackles on his hands, chains on his feet, and his body was scarred by violent beatings, his head was raised high, his waist was straight, and he did not feel the slightest fear.

At this time, the Faithful Minister asked the jailer to escort him to the Lord of Light, and angrily reprimanded him to kneel, but the Tyrannical Minister still straightened up, his head was raised high, and did not give in at all, only to see one jailer kick him in the knee several times, and he finally could not bear the pain and fell to his knees, and the other jailer grabbed him by the hair and pressed his head to the ground.

The King of Light looked at the bruised and bruised minister, and said, "Minister, do you confess?"

"Sovereign, I am not guilty, why should I confess?" the arrogant minister glanced at the king with his eyes, trying to raise his head.

"Isn't treason a great crime?" said the King of Light, standing up angrily and pointing at the tyrannical minister.

"Sovereign, although I am somewhat prejudiced against the rule of the Kingdom of Light, I have not openly committed treason, and I ask the Sovereign to be aware of it. The arrogant minister's face was pressed to the ground, and he spat out a few words weakly.

"Sovereign, this hateful and arrogant minister has to defend himself when he is dying, so let's hurry up and start the execution!" the loyal minister looked at the increasingly dense crowd and said anxiously, "Come on, take the recidivist and arrogant minister to the execution table and behead him immediately." ”

"Wait!" the King of Light raised his hand and told the jailer to step down, "Aichen, it's still early to behead, let's wait!"

"Sovereign, I have always been loyal to you, so please see that I have done a great job when I helped Dugu Arrow kill the Dark Lord Lu Zhuxuan, spare me not to die!" The arrogant minister crawled forward on his knees, covered with dust.

"Sovereign, this person is insidious and cunning, and his crimes are extremely evil, you must not be soft-hearted!" The muscles on the face of the loyal minister were tense, and a trace of black mist flashed in his eyes, "If the monarch leaves him alive, it will only bring disaster to the country and the people, and the country of light will be destroyed sooner or later!"

"What Aichen said is that leaving a traitor behind will be a scourge sooner or later, so let's push it out and behead it!" the King of Light waved his hand and sat back in his chair.

"Sovereign, sovereign......" The arrogant minister ****ed weakly, he was dragged upside down by the arms of two jailers and escorted to the execution table.

The blood-red sky was as red as gushing blood, flowing and splashing into the sky, and the arrogant minister knelt in front of the execution table at this time, beside him was a tall executioner, holding a large knife in his hand, the silver glitter soaked in the sunlight and became more sharp, the time for decapitation had come, and I saw the executioner holding the big knife tightly, slamming it on the top of his head, and slashing downward, like a butcher cruelly slaughtering cattle and sheep without a trace of fear.

Lan Xingye, the king of light, looked at the big knife picked up by the executioner, he quickly closed his eyes, at this time, all the blood red floating in front of his eyes turned into pitch black, and the day turned into night, just like a beautiful thing was about to develop in an ugly direction when it came to an end, and suddenly, he felt that he had fallen into a strange world, and as his memory gradually recovered, he remembered the time after the dark king Lu Zhuxuan snatched the crystal ball.