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The fireflies in the dark night are mourning for whom, the pale yellow shimmer swaying into the deepest part of the jungle to ignite whose dreams, the trembling stars watch the moonlight carnival alone, but wait until the cold heart is tireless loneliness, the butterfly with broken wings rises from the stamen of the rose and falls into the mire, its life is sublimated in the most beautiful moment, but the body can no longer bear the hidden pain and sorrow.

The pitch-black twilight condensed coldly on the blood-red flames, gilding the bright glow with a layer of pale blue sorrow, but it did not know that behind the darkness there was not only desire, but also sometimes a flickering of fragile kindness. The Lord of Light, Lan Xingye, still knelt in the center of the corpse that was swallowed up by the black night, and looked back at the pitch-black lightning in the sky for a long time and refused to stand up, the ghosts of the Dark Country attacked the castle under the premise that they were defenseless, until the wounded soldiers broke down the door The King of Light felt the danger coming, when he desperately rushed to the battlefield to know if the outside world was also full of blood, but found that the soldiers of the Kingdom of Light died tragically under the butcher's knife one after another, he angrily pulled out the blood-red wand and drew a circle of flames between the sky and the earth, only to see the pitch-black figure torn into pieces and struggled helplessly, shaking, like the pain of a fleeting meteor rubbing and igniting when it collides with the earth.

At this time, he slowly stood up straight, looked at the large mass of corpses lying on the cold ground and wept silently, nameless death may be greater than long eternal life, because they saw the indelible soul conversion behind humanity, and the living could not see it, he heard the cry of the struggle for freedom from the place of his heart, countless heroes fell in a pool of blood but their steps were still advancing, he smelled the pungent smell of blood that permeated the entire sky and scratched the soft light of the moon, and when the strong smell flowed silently on the earth, the moon's trembling heart split into two petals, one remaining broken, and the other remaining wholeThe tip of his tongue suddenly touched the salty taste, which was the smell of blood splashing on his heart, the dead soldiers did not fall because of the disappearance of their bodies, and their spirits touched everyone who yearned for the light and worked hard. One of his hands was gently placed beside the soldier, and the other hand drew out the blood-red wand, although the power of darkness was strong, but the light flame of dawn was not weak, only to see a blood-red light flame break through the thick haze to illuminate the darkness of the sky, and the blurred circle of light spread outward layer after layer, until the shattered dream was connected into an ice-blue galaxy and swept into people's hearts......

The boundless pitch black is left in the depths of the nightmare whose soul is lonely, the dim stars and moon are helplessly entangled by the thin veil that is lifted by the wind and enveloped overhead, I don't know if there will be a dawn-like warmth after the darkness to burn the cold light flame, whose sorrow is erased by the translucent blood red, there is not a trace of heartbeat sound can be heard in the bloody slaughter, the depraved footprints are buried deep in the gap between prophecy and lies, and they dare not reveal their identities, only deep temptation mixed with ignorance plunders the true nature of human nature again and again. Lan Xingye, the king of light, stared at the hazy star in the sky, he knew that the dark world had not completely disappeared without a trace, the bright blood red sealed the light color that could not hold the loneliness for the time being, but did not destroy the undercurrent hidden in the sky and the edge of the sea, he let out a long sigh, wanting to let his tired body sleep in the river of memory, gradually, he remembered the days after he imprisoned Jingliana.

The night always likes to disguise itself, and there is still a faint light in the dark twilight, but after the light will usher in a more powerful darkness. The queen came to the side of Lan Xingye, the king of light, with the ancient book "Secret" in her hand, she did not know that she had already fallen into the trap of the dark lord and fell into a puzzle, all the lies will create a bigger lie under the speculation of the prophecy, and the panic that will follow will take root in people's hearts and condense into shadows, until this prophecy turns into reality to make the half-hung melancholy fall to the ground. At this time, the King of Light was discussing with his ministers to push the prosperity of the Kingdom of Light to the peak, and the noisy arguments reverberated inside and outside the hall, and the blood-red flames of light swept through everyone's hearts, releasing a strong sense of fraternity and igniting the dawn.

At this time, the queen put the ancient book in front of the King of Light, the King of Light looked at the word "secret" when he couldn't help but rise a cloud of doubt, he slowly opened the title page, only to see "the secret of the crystal ball" a few thick characters came into view, he flipped through the pages one by one, when he learned that the crystal clear, When the huge crystal ball was really enough to conquer the world, he angrily threw the ancient book down, only to hear the pages torn into pieces of shredded paper lying on the ground, suddenly, the arguing ministers immediately restrained the smile on their faces, and knelt heavily in front of the monarch, lest they become innocent victims, the queen standing aside did not expect that this dilapidated ancient book would bring so much harm to the King of Light, she quickly stroked the chest of the King of Light to appease his emotions, at this time, a fire phoenix that flew in fell on the pillar, and the King of Light instructed it to let Dugu Arrow kill the King of Darkness as soon as possible to regain the crystal ballOtherwise, his wife might be in danger of being executed by herself, the fire phoenix spread its wings and flew into the ice-blue sky, in front of it was a bright blood-red, the heavy warm tide overflowed with rose-colored glow so that the depressed heart got spiritual freedom, and in the hall of the country of light, the cold breath faintly revealed a slight coolness, the black lightning galloped alone in the invisible world, the broken dream cut a brave heart into two pieces and hung on the twilight, and the thoughts left in the distance turned into white wings and flew alone......

The faint blue glow spreads to whose heart, and in the cold dark night those tumbling rivers gurgle for whom, the sparse stars lonely watch the meteors flying towards the Milky Way, but they don't know that their own light can also burn brightly in the brilliant season. Lan Xingye, the king of light, withdrew his blood-red wand, he couldn't let the dead soldiers lie on the ground in vain and be willing to sink, the disappearance of a life is not only the beginning of the next reincarnation, it should also carry a blood-red dream, although the ghosts of the dark country were burned to ashes by themselves, but they are not extinct, those crippled ghosts are greedily eroding the light flame on the edge of dawn waiting for the next revenge. When the faint blue of the sky turned into a purple-red cloud of smoke, the heavy state of mind of the King of Light began to glow with a hint of brightness, and gradually, he returned to the real world.

The blood-red flame of light drove away the dark gray of the night, pulled out the sorrow that had slept in the nightmare and swung on the wings of light, and the snow-white mist was held up by the stamens and green leaves and suspended in the soft waves of the flowing water, quietly waiting for the sun before the morning light to hold the pouring faint light. Lan Xingye, the king of light, woke up from the sorrow of the night, the dead soldiers were lying coldly in a pool of blood in the night, unable to continue fighting, now all he could do was to revive the morale of the country of light, and welcome the light back to cover the frozen black, so he ordered the knights to stay outside the castle day and night to strengthen their vigilance against the invasion, if the ghosts of the country of darkness invaded the country of light again, they could be fully prepared, and the knights rushed into the king's chambers with a whip, killing the despicable sneak attackers, and he sent swordsmen to patrol the corridors day and night, in case the first line of defense was broken by the enemy and spread inwardArmed with spears, swords, broadswords, and steel spears, these swordsmen fought valiantly and bloodily against the enemy, and if the swordsmen could not withstand the enemy's artillery, they sent archers to hide in the eaves, On the corner of the wall, he attacked the enemy soldiers exposed in the light with all his might, and finally he found a powerful magician to be stationed outside the palace, whenever there was a pitch-black haze breaking through the blood-red light flames approaching, they used spiritual power to set up a protective barrier in the sky to prevent the invasion of the dark tide, and the entire country of light finally restored its former grandeur of dominating all countries under the careful arrangement of the king of light, and the world of light began to boil and overflow with a peaceful scene.

The King of Light was rejoicing in the strength of the kingdom on the surface, but in fact he was mourning for the dead knot that had accumulated in the depths of his soul, he could not watch his soldiers die in vain and be indifferent, and the emotions of complaining were higher and higher than the waves that overturned the peace in his heart, he remembered that the soldiers' eyes were full of dust, the blood was solidified on the ground and turned into scorched earth, and his whole body was as cold as a stone after his heart stopped beating, but he could only look at the large patches of corpses from afar and weep bitterly, and the tears wet his eyes with a burst of sadness, as if the night always liked to cry and let him be contaminated, he could not choose to sink in the sea of joyThose dead soldiers need to be compensated by the soul, the soul is comforted, he wants to rush to the magic mountain to avenge them, a defeated but not fallen body in the dark abyss keeps screaming and running wild......

So, he led a part of the soldiers of the Kingdom of Light to stride towards the pitch-black world, and at the same time, the Lord of Darkness, Lu Zhuxuan, was also depressed for the ghost of the Lord of Light to kill him, and his lonely soul wandered in the desolate wilderness without finding a place to rest, and his angry eyes looked at the blood-red rolling in the distance and dodged somewhere, only to see the broken bones pulling the broken yellow sand towards the edge of death little by little......