Whose sorrow was obliterated by the boundless blood-red, something trembling in the darkness and unseen, whether it was the flapping wings of a bird, or the tears of a star, everything was so far away from the earth, but everything seemed to be around us. Dugu Arrow stood in front of the abandoned castle, his eyes flashed with the lonely shadow of Jingliana, the cold prison was as dark as this castle, there was no humidity, and the night could not give a touch of warmth at the end of happiness, only let the joy freeze on the cold cross. Dugu Arrow couldn't find the stars in the night, and there were not a few left in his heart, only the echo of the heart beating on his chest solidified into sadness in the silence of the night, and gradually, he remembered the love legend of the stars.

According to legend, the young Zeus fell in love with the youngest daughter of the god of light, Jana, and tried to take her for himself, but Jana-Ra was deeply in love with a handsome young man named Vanloka in the world. Jana La cried every day, the angry Zeus could not bear to fail, and began to make things difficult for Vanoka everywhere, during the day he went hunting, Zeus let Apollo drive away in the sun chariot, and the forest was immediately pitch black, and countless eagles began to peck at his body, and Janala saw everything in her eyes, and she burned all her light, and sprinkled a ray of starlight for Vanloca.

Jane La for the person she loves, no regrets to make a shining star, this is her most beautiful interpretation of her love, she did not give up this should not give up, she always has a persistent belief: she wants to be the brightest and most persistent star for the person she loves.

The sky exudes a pale blue glow, like the sea flowing in the Milky Way glowing with sparkling fluorescence, but in the depths of people's hearts, this wave does not set off much power, it coldly beats the soul left in the night, without a trace of desire to stay. Dugu Arrow came back to his senses from the legend of love in the stars, his love is still far away in the sky, can only be drawn with thoughts, once he divided his love into two halves, half to Jingliana, the other half to the blue diamond tears, now this love has no cracks, a complete love reflected in the heart can only reflect a rose-colored dream. At this time, Dugu Arrow was still standing in place, the jewels in the castle had lost their luster in his eyes, he saw that the darkness was advancing, and a large area of twilight stained his cheeks, and gradually, he returned to the memory of climbing the magic mountain alone to kill the dark lord Lu Zhuxuan.

The pitch-black haze brushed the ground and swept a gust of sand, and the grains of sand pierced the thin veil woven by the light, and pierced the eyes of the stars that twinkled in the night, and the earthy dust faintly adhered to the butterfly's wing, and no matter how much it flapped, it could not set off the slightest wind and waves. Dugu Arrow stepped on the land leading to the Magic Mountain, he looked back at the jungle he once loved countless times, as if happiness had never left, but the reality was always so ruthless, a thin dream always couldn't withstand the temptation of desire, and let a long longing get into it to fill the gap of the hourglass.

At this time, a large area of graves appeared in front of Dugu Arrow, large and small graves spread along the road to the end of the abyss, the messy weeds lay on it fiercely without revealing a little fragrant breath, Dugu Arrow moved his steps carefully, for fear that the entangled vines would pull themselves into the tomb of the black hole, suddenly, a thick vine stretched out, the rattan was covered with sharp thorns, Dugu Arrow pulled out a sharp arrow, shot at the vine bush, only to see the rattan writhing and twitching a few times and then retracted, but what made him more worried was that his arrow angered more rattan, and in an instant, countless rattans whipped over.

Dugu arrow dodged left and right, did not dare to fight back head-on, rattan drew a deep and shallow groove on the ground, those rattan like a demon weaved a net of heaven and earth straight down, Dugu arrow's feet were firmly tied together, and then his hands were also tightly wrapped together by rattan, the whole person hung in the air without a trace of resistance strength, the arrow on the back slipped out like a broken halberd, and finally from the bottom of the tomb stretched out a thousand-year-old vine, wrapped around Dugu arrow's neck, he felt his bones were torn apart, blood rushed to the top of his head and crushed his nerve endings, I couldn't breathe for a while, and the carapace that sank into the mud couldn't breathe anymore.

His eyes stared coldly at the dark gray sky, which was no longer transparent blood-red, and the thick clouds pressed against it covered the pure ice blue, and he could only see the soul of death approaching the edge of the light little by little, and then getting closer......

The overcast sky covered whose remnant dreams, the lonely tomb piled up there I don't know how many souls need to be saved, why did the blood-red flame burn here and chose to stop, is it that there is no noise of life in the dark world. Dugu Arrow was firmly entangled in mid-air by vines, his eyes watched the last faint glow of blood red in the sky, teleporting a distant thought to cover up the fragility of his heart, gradually, his mind appeared a rattan full of new shoots, they were no longer driven by the power of darkness, and the green leaves extended into the blood-red world to reflect a blood-red dream, but at this time he was still struggling on the edge of life and death, and the pitch-black haze covered the trembling stars in the sky......

Suddenly, a large group of dwarf elves rushed out of the mountain forest, and they came up with short swords in their hands, and the loess suddenly boiled on the earth, and the overwhelming smoke swallowed the deep roots that strangled the stars. The dwarves jumped up and down from the vines, and the branches were cut in two before they could touch their bodies, and a blood-red sword light gently slashed into the twisted knots, and the dense branches fled in all directions as if they had lost their souls.

When layers of thick stumps and leaves fell next to the grave, the vines stopped attacking like a scarred **, and the rattan that bound Dugu Arrow also shrank back, and the beating dust flew into his dream and retreated, Dugu Arrow stroked his throat and coughed a few times, he didn't know if he was in a dream or in reality, a group of dwarf elves came around, they looked at the injured hunter with happy eyes, as if the dark world had come to an end, and the light seemed to be about to warm every rainbow-like dream.

At this moment, there was a loud noise in the tomb, like a surging torrent pushing the stones and mud forward, and the tomb cracked one after another, and out came a deformed skeleton with a black eye socket, exuding a fierce glow, as if the fireflies in the night had lost their life and had a dull spirit, the white joints were exposed, and I wondered if those rotten flesh and blood could find the conversion of the soul, and the bloody toes on the broad soles of the feet seemed to be the bloody clothes left behind by the prisoners who carried the cross。 Together, the elves rushed towards the hordes of skeletons that crawled out of their graves, and the dust beneath their feet rolled into mud and hit another world that was not at peace.

One skeleton grabbed the oncoming short sword with its fingers, and broke the blade in two, and the other elf jumped over with agility, the tip of the knife stabbed straight into the skeleton's ankle, only to see a large black turbid liquid printed on the white bone joints, and the other skeleton wounded the unsuspecting elf and trampled it under his feet, and picked up his short sword to blind him, only to find that another elf had already climbed on his shoulder, cutting off the skeleton's head with a knife, and another skeleton ran over, holding a dead elf in his hand, and slapping his stiff body with the other hand, I saw a fat dwarf elf wielding a short sword and slashing at the skeleton's knee, and the originally tall skeleton was shattered into pieces in an instant.

As the blackened skeletons fell one by one into the dark abyss, most of the wounded elves were killed, and the river of their blood congealed red every corner of the tomb. Dugu Jian raised his eyes slightly, and he saw that the ice-blue sky had already moistened the stars in the dark night......

The blood-red flame of light still burned silently in the distant sky, and in this world that was submerged in darkness, the extinction of the stars was also a luxury, and the milky white clouds hooked the huge black wings of the night, and a light blue sorrow seeped into it to obscure the light of dawn. Dugu Arrow came back to his senses from the past memories, he and the blood elves were still standing in the abandoned castle, everything in front of him seemed to have just been reacted out in a dream, he heard the sound of the blood elves shattering the crown when they were free, as if their feet were no longer muddy paved by others, but from the clean path in their hearts......