The cold night froze how many roses that had not yet bloomed, and in this lonely world, only the few remnant stars in the sky shed tears, and the dawn light still waited for the shadow that could not see the light at the end of the day, only to see the darkness soaked in blood-red light flames casting dark shadows on the ice-blue dream. Lan Xingye, the king of light, was bathed in the sleep of the petals held up, and he felt the warmest sound from his heart in his ears, and the sound of a large number of flowers blooming was intertwined with the voice of his heart, converging into a heavenly concerto. His fingertips fluttered as he heard a wonderful sound from his shallow dreams and began to flow towards his deep dreams, and gradually, his mind returned to the time when he had escorted Crystal Lena back to the Land of Light.

The dream of whose night is lonely, a dream that a body that stays in the world of light wants to get but can never get, or a dream that a lonely soul left in the dark world has already obtained but has to discard, so that two souls who are crazy about dreams together torture themselves again and again in the illusion of ignorance, and save themselves again and again. Lan Xingye, the king of light, walked out of Jingliana's prison, his eyes were filled with cold starlight-like sadness, no one knows whether there is another world hidden in the crystal ball, but there are countless people who are crazy about it, because the human heart is always difficult to guess, the more things they can't see, the more curious they are, when a beautiful lie is woven into a true prophecy, this crazy desire will break through the bottom line of the heart and extinguish the conscience.

The Lord of Light came to the Chamber with unclear doubts, where the blood-red wand of his ancestor had been placed, it was this ancient wand that had defeated the Dark Nation that was about to overthrow the Kingdom of Light, and now it was firmly in his own hand, but he was still afraid of the Dark Lord who took the crystal ball. At this time, he slowly came to the magic mirror, trying to figure out the crystal clear, What secrets are hidden in the huge crystal ball, when he approached the mysterious magic mirror step by step, a golden light suddenly flashed in the mirror, as his steps got closer and closer, the powerful light became more and more intense, only to see a large piece of transparent light stinging his eyes, he raised his arm to resist the halo in front of him, and instantly lost consciousness, and when he staggered and stood upright, he had come to the inside of the magic mirror, and the mirror was filled with black light.

At this time, he saw the Lord of Darkness holding the crystal ball high and declaring war on the world of light, the snow-white light of the crystal ball was completely shrouded in the black twilight, a mysterious prophecy became a reality after being shattered in a dream of hope and disappointment, the black lightning forced the blood-red flame back to the end of the sky, a large area of desolate light and flames fell from the sky and condensed into cold smoke, the castle of the Kingdom of Light collapsed into a ruin with a loud bang, only to see the ruins left by the ruins when they smashed around, and the frozen stars let out a hoarse cry and fell into the trouser pocket of the galaxyThe trembling body was awakened again and again by the gray haze in the dark night, and fell unconscious again and again, and the verdant jungle was soaked in the dark twilight as soon as it bathed in the glimmer of the warm sun, and then the earth cracked into holes one by one and uprooted the trees, and the deep blue sea set off wave after wave to flood everywhere, and a large area of land was dragged into the turbid current before it could taste the taste of the harvest.

The King of Light couldn't believe his eyes, he watched the Kingdom of Light fall into the overturn again but could not do anything, when the blood-red flame did not leave a trace on his eyes, the blood-red dream in his heart was finally shattered and only despair remained, he did not believe that the power of the crystal ball would be so evil and cruel, in his trance before he was completely awake, everything was turned into ashes, he silently guarded the last ray of light cast by the remnant sun, and let the dry pupils grind the window of the soul.

Suddenly, a golden flare shot in from the outside of the magic mirror, the King of Light suddenly felt a large blur in front of him, and then this powerful flare became more and more intense, he opened his palm to dodge where there was no light, but it tightly bound his body as if it had a super strong attraction, and for a moment, he felt himself fly out of the magic mirror, and the golden flare froze into sharp ice above his head, as if he was passing through another world that darkness could not reach......

Boundless blood red overflows the sky, whose dreams are flowing, the ice-blue sky is full of shallow sorrow, whose wishes are enriched, is it the dawn of the day, or the twilight of the night, the boundless pitch black smears the heart cut by desire, the heavy twilight covers the first kindness and buries the faint starlight, is it the unpredictability of reality, or the fragmentation of dreams. Lan Xingye, the king of light, was rushed out of the magic mirror by the huge golden flare, and his memory has not yet been transformed, he is still looking at the mysterious light color and constantly thinking, he does not believe that the secret of the crystal ball will be such a painful ending, the bright world in front of the prophecy seems to be fragile porcelain without the slightest ability to resist, his eyes can no longer hold back tears, drop by drop tears are like falling meteors only the dimness of the afterglow.

He drew his blood-red wand tremblingly, trying to hold back the blood-red dream in his heart, but the broken starlight could not penetrate his sorrow, and he only saw the tip of the wand glow with a sparkling red light illuminating the tail of the night. Gradually, he found a bottle of potion through the glimmer and poured it into the meditation basin beside him, he didn't believe that the secret of the crystal ball could shatter the blood-red dream woven by the light, maybe everything in front of him was illusory, only the heart was real, and the bottom of the darkness might be the starting point of the rekindling of the dawn.

He completely immersed his cheeks in a meditation basin filled with clear water, the gray memory finally couldn't resist the warm light in the dusty corner little by little, he saw the dark king Lu Zhuxuan holding the crystal ball in his hand and kept watching the change of its color, but time seemed to play a joke with him, the surface of the crystal ball still shone with snow-white light, when he fiercely pulled out his wand and shot the pitch-black lightning into the inside of the crystal ball, that strong desire broke through the rational barrier and boiled in the bottom of his heart, with the attack of lightning, the original snow-white luster of the crystal ball turned into pitch black little by littleHowever, the prophecy of the crystal ball did not come true because of the transformation of color, and a mysterious prophecy finally turned into a beautiful lie under the double battle of love and desire, and he waved the black wand in his hand in anger, allowing the painful state of mind to eat away at his rising desire.

At this time, the blood-red flame covered the pitch black that stayed on the edge of the night, and the bright glow penetrated into the deep twilight to awaken every sleeping heart, and the dreams created by the dark world were collapsing little by little with the last tremor of the twilight, and the dawn of dawn shattered the old dream and transmitted warmth to the bright future, as if the light was only lost to its figure, and the soul would never be lost.

The castle of the Kingdom of Light still stands on top of all nations after thousands of years of wind and frost, as if the aura of victory only belongs to the land full of love and dreams, and the darkness is only a kind of nothingness. The ice-blue sky was soaked in the glow of the clouds and a large patch of transparent smoke filled with the stars that remained in the night, and the blue water started from the source of the river, and then flowed in the river full of flowers, and finally rushed into the heart that was constantly filled with warmth, and washed up a dark blue dream. The King of Light looked at the incredible picture in the meditation basin, his blood began to burst through the barrier of his heartbeat and gush to all parts of his body, he did not expect that a small crystal ball would give a touch of humanity to an indifferent world, it came from the deepest part of the soul, saved the conscience where the soul was approaching the fall, and finally returned to the deepest part of the soul. As the shadow of the crystal ball flickered in the meditation basin with a stronger and stronger snow-white light, and the eyes of the King of Light also reflected the snow-white that illuminated his soul, he slowly raised his head from the basin, and suddenly found that his cheeks were covered with a vague layer of dark blue......

The edge of the night was shaded by the thick scent of roses, and a mournful red light swept the sleeping green leaves into a light veil-like mist, and the wandering stars shone dimly, as if the tail of a firefly had been cut off by the cold frost. Lan Xingye, the king of light, comfortably sucked the nectar of the roses, he felt that the rainbow-like dream was not only left with the affection of love, but also the sad breath when life began to pass, he slowly shook the remaining sweetness between his lips, and returned to the real world.

The black haze swallowed the blood-red that shrouded in the twilight and gradually glowed white, allowing the flying dust to gather to hide its ever-expanding desires and shrinking conscience, and the silver-white stars hid behind the moonlight and combed their crumpled skirts in fear, as if it could not bear the loneliness from the depths of its soul when loneliness came. The king of light, Lan Xingye and the princess, were lying on the bed, both of them had been lost in the dream that slowly supported each other, the night blocked the roses they should have held in the palm of their hands, but the love left an aftertaste in their hearts, when the love within reach slid at people's fingertips, people often felt that this love came too suddenly, and when they insisted on looking for distant love, people didn't know that the love they shouldn't get didn't get, and the love they should get has been lost. At this time, the King of Light no longer has to miss the love that has long passed, because the love around him gradually sparks, and there is no guilt and self-blame in his heart, and there are only two hearts that are stuck together and cannot be separated.

Once the queen gave him the blood-red dream far away in the sky, for the glory of the country of light, she would rather fall on the edge of the dark world than give up the dawn in her heart, and now the princess wants to give him a love to the bone marrow, she wants to let happiness gather around and only give light to her beloved. The King of Light knew their wishes, and a critical state of fraternity and selfishness brought him perhaps a hazy gray area, wanting to let go but not letting go, wanting to get but not getting, and only silently savoring the inexplicable sadness that neither could have. At this time, he was asleep in his dream, a dark blue dream wafted and held the fragrance of roses, spraying a large black smoke on it and sending out a vague lightning bolt, he stared in horror at the dream frozen in the corner of memory, as if the existence of darkness was not in a dream, but in his heart......