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The pale white starlight had not yet completely erased the remnants of the night, and the blood-red flames swept through the sky and covered the light blue sorrow, the dark gray Milky Way held up the wings of dawn that had been forgotten at the dawn, and gave a complete pair of wings to the dawn that slipped out of the edge of darkness; the waxy moon had long since disappeared into the thick twilight without making a sound, like sleeping in the grave of death without expecting the light to come.

The ice-blue sky stirred up a crimson blood tide, soaking the gray rose cloud that was left at the end of the mind. Dugu Arrow and the Blood Elf continued to open their eyes to the other side of the light, they understood that the Land of Flower Brocade was just a station for their hearts to stop, and the pursuit of fraternity and perfection was the end of their happiness. At this time, Dugu Arrow was riding on horseback, a large patch of bright blood red floated above his head, but the bottom of his heart was still constantly setting off a faint dark blue, blue diamond tears did not get rid of the sentimentality in his heart because of his resolute departure, the hazy love pierced into the bone marrow and involved countless untouchable pain, she tried to forget everything in the past into the corner where she had felt joy, but the reality told her that the transparent first love was the easiest to cut through the blank and be stained with sadness.

The blood elf has been following behind Dugu Arrow, the ambivalence makes him not know where to vent his melancholy feelings, he is nostalgic for the crystal ball in the Dugu Arrow cloth bag, and he is afraid that he will be imprisoned in the prison by the King of Light again, he lives in his own world but can't get rid of the haze left in his heart by others, a dirty soul is destined to be drowned in the filth of other people's saliva, and a holy soul can still see ethereal happiness even if it lives humbly. At this time, Dugu Arrow and the Blood Elf walked among the chaotic thorn bushes, dark gray dead branches grew under their feet, but their eyes flashed with a bright spiritual light like stars, and the end of the darkness was not necessarily pain, and perhaps there might be joy and happiness buried.

The blood-red flame warms every place that is soaked in the light and not yet in the light, and the thick warmth breaks through the remnants of the night and flies into two areas that are glued together but always separated, the light flame can make a heart that has not yet gone to evil find its way home, but it cannot let a heart that is deeply rooted in evil see the candle of hope. Dugu Arrow split the thorns in front of him and stretched out his broad feet into the distance, because he believed that the path of light paved by the earth was longer than the path of darkness.

At this time, a large group of bluebirds suddenly flew out of the thorn bush in front, the blue light reflected the red tide of the flame of light outlining a dark blue dream, the golden beak stretched into the weeds and let the dry tips of the branches spit out the fragrance of flowers, and the tactful singing voice broke the dead silence of the sky and called up the thorns that had been sleeping. Dugu Arrow looked at the past along the blue wings that were flapped, and he found that his happiness was approaching his heart little by little, and the blue bird in the thorn bush was more beautiful than the blue bird in heaven, because the happiness in the distance was not longer than the happiness around him, more real, he stretched out his hands and gave a big hug to the sky, only to see a flock of blue birds flying on the bright blood red and burning into a flaming red rose cloud.

Dugu Arrow seemed to understand something, and the blood elf around him looked at the blue bird for a while, and looked at his master for a while, he didn't know what wealth this group of things without any value could bring to himself, only those who knew how to cherish saw the value behind the things: the happiness that is easy to obtain is the shortest and the easiest to lose, and the happiness that has experienced pain is the longest and the most wealthy.

The boundless blood-red set off waves of huge warm waves, and the tumbling waves swallowed the dark blue water, ushering in a new blood-red dream. Dugu Jian stared at the beautiful rose cloud in the sky, his eyes bloomed with fiery red roses, he was deeply impressed by the luster of the rose cloud, the roses in his eyes oozed bright color, spreading towards the edge of love that had never flowed, until he touched the deep love that had long been lost. At this moment, he felt that the fiery red rose clouds in the sky appeared in the shape of blue birds, and their smooth blue wings fluttered and brought him into the love legend of lovesick birds.

Legend has it that a long time ago, there was an old man in Hanjiazhuang, he had a daughter at the age of forty, named Cui'er, as she grew up day by day, she has read a lot of poetry books, knows the love between men and women, suddenly one day, Cui'er called the maid to go outdoors to relax, happened to meet a scholar is chanting poetry, then followed to deal with it, after a few poems, the scholar and Cui'er have been in love, love at first sight. After that, the scholar begged the matchmaker to come to the matchmaker, and the staff heard that the scholar had no official and no wealth, so he sent the matchmaker early, and soon, Cui'er was seriously ill and had no medicine to treat, and the staff knew that the daughter was deeply suffering from lovesickness, so he found the scholar and promised them to complete the marriage, but they had to go to the exam beforehand, and the title of the gold list. As soon as the scholar heard the reasonableness, he agreed, and when leaving, the scholar said to Cui'er that it was risky on the way to the exam, and if he died of an emergency on the way, he would turn into a lovesick bird, and return to her side to chirp every day, Cui'er also said with tears that if the scholar went, she would not live long and go with him, and also turned into a lovesick bird.

When the scholar rode to the remote place outside the village, he saw four big men blocking the way, and they cruelly sprinkled lime into the scholar's eyes, and the scholar screamed and lost consciousness. Cui'er was happy for a few days, she believed that the scholar would definitely be named on the gold list, and would ride a high-headed horse to pick her up, but in spring, summer, autumn and winter, wind and rain, summer and cold, time flashed for three years, her scholar was nowhere to be seen, and she did not hear the lovesick bird chirping. The scholar was blinded, and survived with the help of well-wishers, he groped his way home, at this time, the staff was busy with Cui'er's marriage, but he didn't tell her who she was going to marry, and when she learned through the maid that she was going to marry the prime minister's son, she glared at the staff and ran out laughing, and since then, Cui'er has become a madman.

Later, the people of the town knew that there were two people in this town, one blind and one crazy, and their mouths kept reciting the poems of love, and later, there were people who loved poetry to quietly sort out their verses, and gradually found that the people they missed were each other, and when the good Samaritans decided to let them meet, they both froze to death on a snowy night in the cold winter, and then I heard that two birds suddenly appeared in this town, and the bird's cry was very miserable, and every song was like telling the love in the heart, and since then, people have given this beautiful bird a nice name, and called it"Acacia birds".

The ice-blue sky stirred anyone's sorrow, the deeper the dark blue, the more sad it was, the blood-red flame burned out anyone's unopen dreams, whether the trembling of the heart would really stop one day. Dugu Arrow still looked at the rose clouds in the sky, until the ice blue color dissolved its red light into gloomy sorrow, and gradually, the lovesick bird in Dugu Arrow's brain flew out of his sight, because there was a large area of longing and painful eyes stained with crystal tears. At this time, there was still the shadow of Jingliana in his heart, and as the memory lingered, this longing was magnified again and again, and he slowly saw the lone shadow leaning on the other side of the night, shaking and shaking again and again......

The desolate wilderness sets off the desolate soul, in a person's world, this sad sense of desolation is more likely to be piercing, although Dugu Arrow and the blood elf walk together, but there is a distance that deepens the loneliness between them, two souls with different dreams collide together and are destined to not go together, maybe it will get farther and farther. At this time, Dugu Arrow stopped, he looked at the vague blue in the distance, and there were two different tears in his eyes, one floated to Jinglianna's side, and the other floated to his parents' side, he quietly stopped on the desolate desert-like field, letting the withered thorns rub against his cheeks and body, and gradually, his thoughts returned to his memory of climbing the magic mountain alone to kill the dark lord Lu Zhuxuan.

The golden wings of the setting sun ignited the warm dream of the day, but extinguished the dream of happiness and joy, and the afterglow of dusk drifted in the sky to cut the slanted horizon, and also cut the string between love and family. Dugu Arrow stood at the end of the jungle, watching the soldiers of the Kingdom of Light disappear into the sad blood red with his wife, until the blazing remnant sun burned his eyes, he thought that the protection of the loyal minister could make Lan Xingye, the king of light, give up the punishment of them, but the reality told him that an unknown prophecy was more important than the forgiveness of others, especially when his own power was threatened, this desperate impulse was stronger, he didn't know how much charm a mysterious and incomprehensible crystal ball could make an otherwise happy family break up, the crystal ball was a holy object created by the universe and God, can't the holy object be doubtedIs it worthless to make the crystal ball full of mystery from the beginning, weaving one lie after another with an unpredictable lie, but still allowing those who believe in lies to weave a beautiful lie with a bewitched soul.

Dugu Arrow still refused to take back his eyes soaked in tears, he looked at the ice blue sky and condensed into sea water dripping onto his face, but what was lost was difficult to have again, just like a flower once it missed the dew it could no longer bloom, although the King of Light said that the King of Light would escort Jingliana back to the Land of Light to ensure her safety, but he knew in his heart that the King of Light at this time was almost crazy for the crystal ball, Jinglena would definitely look forward to the night at dawn in the castle of the Land of Light, and look forward to the dawn at night, Dugu Arrow didn't dare to imagine that the flower of his love would wither before it bloomed to the end, why did a blood-red dream become more and more blurred after experiencing wind and rainHe pondered bitterly, letting the earthy yellow sand sweep up the dust and cover his happiness. At this time, Crystal Lena was mixed in with the soldiers of the Land of Light, with a gray remnant sun in front of her and a gloomy twilight behind her......

Whose dreams are cold in the night, and whose sorrow is aroused, whether the existence of dawn in this dark world is really a superfluous, what is the lost soul thinking about in the melancholy of the night, and what can be gained. Dugu Arrow unloaded the burns brought to him by the dusk and returned to the wooden house gloomily, at this time, his parents were immersed in the vastness of the night without the serenity of the past, from their eyes Dugu Arrow saw the loneliness engraved in their hearts, layer after layer of wounds reflected on their trembling bodies more desolate, Dugu Arrow's tears frozen in the corners of his eyes once again washed away the transparent film of family affection, and he felt in a trance that the twilight in the dark night was constantly devouring his fragile hope.