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Why does the dark glow continue to exist in the blood-red flames, the dawn dusk tears the twilight barrier into deep or shallow wounds, why still can't a silver-white dream, the wandering dust forgets the day's glow and the darkness of the night, and is still silently wandering in the wandering heart, the broken soul is entangled between persistence and abandonment, and can't find a window to vent, nor can it remove a painful scar, what should have appeared has never appeared, what should have disappeared has not disappeared, everything seems to be struggling on the edge of pain, and the brilliance of human nature has long been extinguished, leaving only a hollow shell half-hanging on the low horizon waiting for the next depravity to begin......

After all, the awakened conscience is no match for evil desires, in the chaotic world, ignorance groping for the shadow of death, to whose eyes flow sorrow, and the depressed body stands alone at the end of the dawn, waiting for a lonely day, but also waiting for a lonely heart. Dugu Arrow rode on a white horse and waved his whip in the direction of dawn, his body was attached to the dirty lonely soul of the Dark Lord, and the vague phantom escaped from the gap in the flesh and then embedded in the fragile depths of the soul, Dugu Arrow's eyes quietly stared at the ice blue of the sky and slipped to the edge of the darkness, as if his mind was soaked in ignorance with a layer of dead ashes, there was no trace of aura, he slowly closed his eyes, there was a dark aura through his nostrils hovering between rebirth and annihilation, he vaguely felt his body float with the bumps on the horse's back, and then the wild imagination that can't withstand the temptation of desire is completely out of control.

He helplessly dodged the invasion of the dark light again and again, allowing the pitch-black lightning to solidify into a sharp blade and cut his eyes, but the heavy twilight did not return the entire sky to the day because of the soaking of the dawn, where the dawn could not see, the dark shadows were gathering together towards the bright Xia Dan color, Dugu Arrow put aside all distractions and tried to open his eyes, in front of him was a bright red flame of blood, and behind him was a hazy dream like fog, one appeared in reality, one appeared in memory, only the sorrow created by a touch of blue water was the real himself......

Why can't the broken dawn usher in a warm dawn, why is there still darkness instead of light behind the darkness in the chaotic world, the cold night clutches the tail of desire to let hope pour in or wants to continue to despair, the sleeping heart tears apart the charm of lust and allows a pure soul to fly to the sky and close and unfold, but the night before dawn is always the darkest, and the beginning of every dawn must be sacrificed at the expense, the bright glow gradually loses its color under the penetration of darkness, leaving only a bleak white light to fade and hide into the cracks of the clouds。 Dugu Arrow still bumped on horseback and rushed in the direction of the country of light, the clattering horse's hooves knocked on the heart of the earth, but never knocked on his heart, the heart bound by the darkness was too lonely, he couldn't see his own heart, and he couldn't see the hearts of others, an empty body was squeezed impetuously and sank into the mire of loss, unable to find his own shadow.

At this time, Dugu Arrow tore off the confusion of the fall and let his thoughts extend forward, he remembered that the picture of himself fighting with the dark king Lu Zhuxuan on the magic mountain was extremely bloody, the dark king's wand blinded his right eye and his own arrow also wounded the chest of the dark king, a dark power and a light power burst together, awakening the bottom line of conscience and sticking greedy desires to it, the dark lightning washed the blood-red light flame and pulled the sinking heart down the abyss of death again and again, and then helplessly watched the new power break through the dark barrier and escape, and the fire of light did not disperse on the edge of redemption after allWhen the body of the Lord of Darkness and the wings of the night fell into the dark abyss, the whole world seemed to be immersed in the light of dawn and could not find the cause of sorrow. Dugu Arrow thought back to the past that he had gradually forgotten, and there was no suitable excuse to find a reason to lie for his bravery, and as the dark shadow separated from his mind little by little, Dugu Arrow returned to his memory of returning to the wooden house in the giant talons of the eagle.

The dim world filled with gunsmoke and war was blocked by a thick barrier at the other end of the day, and the heart full of hope was like a butterfly that had broken out of a cocoon and was reborn, transforming into a flame of light and burning dark evil thoughts. Dugu Arrow felt the last trace of warmth of the light drifting when the darkness sank in the giant claws of the eagle, and slowly woke up from the vague reverie, he quietly looked at the floating clouds above the eagle, looked at the glow above the clouds, looked at the sun above the glow, and pinned a wish that had never been placed in the ice blue dream into the wings of a butterfly, the dead and silent wasteland was finally left behind, the collapsed magic mountain could not escape the pursuit of the light, everything seemed to be fate floating in the illusion and unavoidably appeared in the reality, Dugu Arrow licked the wound left in the deep memory of the night, and at the same time stroked the strength born under the wound, transporting a living force from the toes to the top of the head and spurting onto the dawn of the morning light.

At this time, he saw the quiet village, the frolicking children, the gentle river, and the strong smell of home, he opened his arms and embraced the earth below the sky, as if he was tapping the tableware full of delicacies with a silver spoon, the warm feeling was permeated on his face layer by layer to the bottom of his heart, his eyes began to beat not far away, where there was an antique wooden house, the strong tulip fragrance mixed with the woody sandalwood fragrance drifted towards the sky, and gradually collided with Dugu Jian's pupils, and then overflowed down until it warmed his heart, he silently smelled the refreshing fragrance, taking advantage of the moment when the color of Xia Dan and the ice blue faded away, the butterfly's wings were pulled closer to the tumbling flame and then lit a faint candle......

The blood-red flame of light pierced the hypocrisy of the night and held whose soul in the palm of his hand, whose eyes were left after the bright spark bloomed in an instant was an empty confusion, the disillusioned thought extended to the barren words stifled whose stupidity and inspired whose intelligence, the lonely shadow of light threw the fragile soul high to whose heart through the loss of the body, the twilight still spread higher and farther places, the dawn still pulled to bigger and stronger places, the two mysterious visions filled the sky and the earth and did not give in to each other, only to see the broken wreckage covering the lonely faith left and right。 Dugu Arrow broke free from the eagle's giant claws, as soon as he came to the ground, he leaned over and lay on the grass, no longer heard the roaring fires of war, no longer saw the bloody slaughter, some were just a faint fragrance of birds and flowers, at this time, he could not penetrate his eyes soaked in light in the night, a fiery flame of light can absorb the heavy light clean, the seeds of hope are like indestructible iron armor in the cold wind and snow to build a city wall, Dugu Arrow just lay there without thinking about anything, the eyes full of green light and the fragrance of flowers filled his heart little by little soaked to the softest place, gradually, he returned to the real world where the lonely soul of the Lord of Darkness attached himself to the Land of Light.

The pure flesh was torn by the sinful soul and fell to the bottom of the darkness, the cloudy eyes looked at the invisible world and reflected the broken dreams, the greedy desire rolled in the old consciousness and began to attack the bright day, everything seemed to be between the lines, and the incomprehensible struggles were quietly dyed with a layer of blurred light and shadow on the edge of pain. Dugu Arrow rode a horse through the baptism of grass and sea water and finally set foot on the border of the country of light, the bustling crowd against the background of the quaint cottage like a splash of ink like a touch of gentle charm, the white street mixed with noisy dog barking to the depths of the river flowed out of a transparent power, the pink stamen attached to the fragrance of green leaves again and again towards the sunny place to bloom golden dreams, Dugu Arrow jumped off the horse and walked lightly on the path, his eyes were full of a warm and warm bright paradise。 Suddenly, a weak little black dot flashed in his eyes, this little black dot spread around little by little as if under a spell, as the warmth in front of him became farther and farther away, Dugu Arrow's eyes completely turned black, he groggily felt that his body was soaked in evil and covered with dirty filth, he involuntarily pulled out a sharp arrow from the quiver and shot it towards an old woman who was faltering, the old woman did not notice that the sharp arrow behind her had any harm to herself and lay on the ground sadly, and then the arrow of Dugu Arrow was aimed at the child next to herThe cold, sharp arrow pierced the child's chest without the slightest mercy, dripping with warm blood.

Suddenly, the panicked crowd ravaged their shadows and dyed the dim heart with a trembling earthy yellow, and then handed over their fate to the balance of death to measure the scale of life, the overturned fruits and vegetables and the fleeing ducks and geese were trampled and changed, and the chased lost their freedom, the two down-and-out pictures blended together and collided with an uneasy despair, no matter how the turbulent warm current was cut off, it could not prevent its demise, the sharp arrow of Dugu Arrow slashed through the sad low ground like a mad and buried an emotion fiercely, and one after another fragile lives fell quietly like bleak fireworks before they had time to shout, The cold night does not feel a little happy temperature, just like the silk thread that the day cannot be stained with the ghostly light, the hands of Dugu Arrow hovered between lifting and putting down, there was a cruel fate that pulled his heart to the edge of the darkness to raise the palm of surrender, but his eyes kept looking at the Xia Dan color in the distance, until the tears in the corners of his eyes rippled and drowned a dead sea water into a Xia Dan color fantasy......