"They're getting a little restless. A cold female voice echoed through the forest.

The purple pupils emitted a dark and cold glow in the dark night.

The whole forest was filled with dead silence, cold, despair.

Under the moonlight, there was only a bleak fear in the heavens and the earth.

In the dark forest, more than a dozen crows fluttered away, leaving a few black feathers behind. The fallen leaves on the branches drifted away with the wind brought by the crows. The dark green leaves of the tree gradually withered and turned yellow, and they were rotting silently under the roots. The dew on the leaves streaked across the trees, reflecting two gloomy ghostly auraes. Wherever they walked, the leaves fell off and the beasts fled.

"Life, after all, is synonymous with insignificance, and it perishes with dust. "The dark black hair danced with the wind, and the strong aura of the body flow pressed the weeds on the ground. Under the moonlight, the woman's face was always cold, without any expression.

"Once upon a time, the human world admired God as the savior of human suffering. In another cloud of ghostly aura, red flames flickered. The red bow was carved with the image of the god of fire, and the blazing temperature met the cold breath of the woman, and at the junction, the water vapor floated.

"Aren't you human, do you have illusions about so-called gods?" she asked, with a hint of sarcasm in her words.

In the flames, the corners of Ouyang Shao's mouth raised and said: "The world is complicated, all living beings are slaves, whether it is a god or a human, it is difficult to escape the fate of prey. Even gods still can't escape the fate of depravity, and only the Dementor is the real god. ”

"The prey is going to be out, the hunters are going to be ready, it's going to be a wonderful encounter. The woman pinched a leaf between her fingers and slowly lit it on fire.

"What would happen if those familiar faces reappeared?"

The two laughed, the laughter of onlookers mocking the authorities.

In a bloody game, the manipulator will arrange it, and the participants will be the chess pieces in the game, needless to live and die, but just sacrifices for a certain link.

In the forest, the crows were startled, and their piercing cries echoed in the forest, terrifying and cold. Under the swaying shadows of the trees, a strange mist rose......

After bandaging Mo's wound, Yu looked at the sky. "It's a bit late. He hurried towards the door.

"Brother Yu?" Mo Ming asked, "What's wrong, it looks like you're in a hurry?"

Mo Yu turned his head and said with a smile: "Ah, yes, I made an appointment with a friend, in the book city." ”

Mo Ming bit his lip, hesitated, and asked carefully, "Can I go with you?"

Yuichi paused, "Uh..."

Seeing that the other party was a little embarrassed, Mo Ming sneered: "Just kidding, I actually like to stay at home and leave me alone." She finished laughing, waving his hand to reassure him.

"Well, I'll take you with me next time. With that, Yu nodded, waved at her as well, and left.

When Yu Yi's figure disappeared from her sight, the smile that Mo Ming squeezed out quickly retracted and fell silent.

She looked down at the scars on her arms and fingertips, and slowly clenched into fists, a force flowing through the blood, eventually shattering the bandage.

Mo Ming raised his head, looked at the blue sky through the window, and then bit his lip fiercely, and pale red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth......

The book city is the center of the entire black dust culture, which is built by the joint efforts of various families and brings together the efforts of many families. The book city is built in a modest style, but it does not appear shabby. The collection is huge and varied, covering almost all areas. There are martial arts cheats, world history, cultural writings, and so on. The book city has four floors and covers an area of more than three acres. Many people spend their entire lives without finishing the book in the first floor. Every time people just step into the book city, they will be amazed by the smell of books in their faces. In front of the mountains of books, they still seem so small.

In a corner of the third floor, Zhu Ziying leaned against the wall, carefully flipping through the books in her hands. The books were old, with some dust on them, and the pages were yellowed and smelled a little musty. As if she was too engrossed, her hair hung down slightly, and it was even stained with a small amount of dust, and even some fell on her clothes.

"What are you looking at, so serious?" Perhaps for fear of scaring her, Yuichi asked in a low voice.

But too much investment still made Zhu Ziying startled, let out a slight "ah", and then slapped Mo Yuyi's arm angrily.

"I'm sorry. Yuichi scratched his head, then asked, "I'm curious about what you're looking at?"

Zhu Ziying subconsciously moved the book to the side, but Yu Yi glanced at it and saw three words - Dementor.

Mo Yu was stunned one by one and did not speak. He asked Ziying hesitantly, "Why do you want to see this?"

"Brother Yu, what do you think about them?" Ziying looked at him and asked very sincerely, "Is there really such a terrifying organization in the world?"

Yu opened his mouth and wanted to answer her, but his mind was blank, and he didn't know how to form his usual language, so he could only nod.

"Haven't you heard Uncle Mo Hao talk about it?" Zhu Ziying was puzzled and asked further, her eyes slowly revealing anticipation.

"Father... He... I don't want to mention more..."Yu replied hesitantly, he deliberately avoided Zhu Ziying's gaze, and casually scanned the surroundings, it was obvious that this answer was very disappointing, and he didn't want to see the other party's disappointed expression.

Five years ago, Zichen was invaded by the Dementors and asked Heichen for help. Black Dust almost poured out the nest, that battle, for the Mo family, Mo Feng Mo Lei Ling was killed in battle, the main force suffered heavy losses, the mother also suffered a serious illness due to the death of the twins, and soon left, for the other families, also suffered an extremely heavy blow. The Zhu family, the patriarch Zhu Tianqing died in battle, and the family's combat effectiveness suffered a great loss, at that time, Zhu Ziying was only 11 years old, but she suffered too much suffering from her family. Since then, the status of the Zhu family has declined, and it has been provoked by many emerging families, and the road has been bumpy and difficult.

This is probably war, whether the purpose is good or evil, it will inevitably tear families apart and make people suffer from the chaos of war......

"Ziying... Sorry, I can't give you the answer you want. "Yuichi knew that for those who returned alive, that memory left in their minds was the most painful punishment, lingering. At that time, 13-year-old Mo Yuyi stood in the crowd, looking at the soldiers' pale faces, severed limbs, and their almost desperate eyes, as if they had just passed the washing of hell, and they were terrified.

Those scarred soldiers, those weeping clansmen, those comrades-in-arms who parted with life and death...... All this is vivid, so profound, so terrifying, like an inextricable nightmare, tormenting him, making him still palpitate.

Mo Yuyi had never experienced war, so he could only look at this matter from the perspective of a bystander, and as a result, he was still frightened.

"Brother Yu... I know it all, you don't need to say it..."Zhu Ziying sighed, the anticipation in her eyes dissipated, and the look of disappointment gradually took over her eyes.

"Hmm..."Mo Yuyi secretly glanced at the other party's face, not knowing how to answer, so he could only say "um".

"Actually, I just happened to turn this page, so I asked by the way, I didn't expect Brother Yu to answer so seriously, I have a heart. Ziying suddenly laughed and said, "I really just ask casually, don't be so serious." ”

Yu Yi smiled bitterly, then scratched his head and said, "Ziying, I don't know why, I've been having strange dreams these days, feeling very uneasy, as if something big will happen." ”

"Dreams, big deals, what's the big deal?" she asked, tilting her head.

Ha Yi shook his head. "In the dream, it is a scene of soldiers coming to the city and fighting raging. He turned his head and looked at Ziying with great concern.

Zhu Ziying looked at Yu Yi's eyes, the eyes of the two were together, and for a moment, she vaguely felt a warmth in each other's eyes. That kind of warmth is different from the family affection given by parents and brothers, and it is also different from the kind of friendship with friends. Ziying's heart was pounding, and she had a very complicated feeling, hazy, but a little joyful.

This reminded her of the scene when she first met Brother Yu many years ago. On that hillside, draped in moonlight, they looked at the stars together. The night was quiet. Cicadas often chirp in the ears, crickets sing freely, and play soft songs under the silver moon. The mist gradually spread, and the evening breeze on the hillside swayed in the sky with the fragrance of flowers.

At that time, Mo Yuyi became a frequent visitor here. Although his face was so childish, he was not playful and childish like other children, but had some stable temperament and a sense of mystery.

Under the faint mist, Haichi pointed to the sky and smiled. The curtain was adorned with wonderful gems that shone softly. In the mist, the sky was fluttering, with a few wisps of fairy energy in the haze.

It was also the first time she had admired the starry sky so quietly, and it was also the first time she had such a feeling, the feeling she had when she and Mo Yuyi first met.

Unconsciously, Zhu Ziying's face turned red, she lowered her head, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

"I see. She waved the purple bell on her dress, "By the way, I saw a book about the feather in your neck." ”

As if she had found a treasure, Zhu Ziying was anxious to share it with the other party. She picked up Yuichi and quickly walked to the other side of the floor, her eyes wandering over the bookshelves. Yu Yi was stunned one by one, feeling that his palms were a little hot. He looked down at Ziying's hands, which were small but soft and soft.

"This is it. Ziying pointed to the book, and then looked at the other party, Mo Yuyi's face flushed. She subconsciously looked at her hands, and then she realized.

Zhu Ziying hurriedly let go of her hand, her heart full of shyness.

"Hmm... Where?" asked Yuichi with an awkward smile, trying to break the strange atmosphere.

"Found it. Zhu Ziying stood on her heels, reached out, and pulled out an even more quaint book, the writing was brown, with many wrinkles and breaks.

"Remember that statue in the Central District?"

"Is there a sculpture of the Statue of the Bird in front of the council hall?"

Zhu Ziying didn't answer, just looking for a page, "Here!"

She was a little excited, pointed to the content of the book, and read: "In ancient times, there were birds, shaped like chickens, chirping like phoenixes, and each eye had two beads. ”

Ziying put the book in front of Yu Yi: "According to the description in the book, the feathers of the Chongming bird are hooked, the color is white, there are brown lines on it, the feathers are light and tough, and there will be a silver luster. It's exactly the same as the feathers in your neck. ”

Mo Yu picked up the feather in his neck and looked carefully at this friend who had accompanied him since birth. "My father told me that I was born with this feather. I was once seriously ill, but the powerful light of this feather cured my disease, and I have been inseparable from it ever since. I never knew its secrets, though. ”

Zhu Ziying said while flipping through the book: "According to legend, a thousand years ago, this continent was devastated by war, and forces from all walks of life wanted to divide the territory, whether it was gods or demons, they were all participants in the war. And the black dust was invaded by an incomparably powerful strange bird, and it was not until later that the heavy bird reappeared in the world and quelled the war, and then there was black dust. ”

"I know this, the Bird of Light repels the darkness with the power of light and brings peace. After that, the common people will engrave the pattern of the Chongming bird on the portal and build a sculpture, in order to commemorate the great kindness of the Chongming bird, and secondly, to get rid of evil spirits and bless peace. Mo Yu nodded, "However, why did this holy relic appear out of thin air?"

"The world pays attention to the balance of yin and yang, and where there is light, there is shadow. When there are a few more rays of light in the world, darkness will follow as a price. Now, the feathers of the Chongming bird have appeared after an interval of 1,000 years, and it is clearly ......"

"You mean...," Mo Yuyi pondered for a moment, "I hope not." The image of the premonition slowly appeared in his pupils, the flames of war, the black smoke and the wailing......

Yu Yi shifted his gaze and looked everywhere, and suddenly, he saw a familiar figure walking in from the gate of the book city. He fixed his eyes and saw that it was the second sister Mo Chen, her expression was a little anxious, looking around, as if she was looking for something.

He waved his hand at Mo Chen and motioned for his sister to come over.

Seeing this, Mo Chen immediately rushed to him, his brows slightly locked.

"Sister, why do you look so flustered, is there anything urgent?" Mo Chen has always been cheerful and lively, but today he was a little abnormal, which also made Yu Yi feel unaccustomed.

Walking up to him, Mo Chen found that there was still a girl standing next to Yu Yi. Her eyes were watery, her cheeks were red, and her right hand was playing with the bell, which looked very unnatural and a little nervous.

"Who is this girl?" Attracted by Zhu Ziying's attention, she asked Mo Yuyi curiously, completely forgetting what was important.

"She's Zhu Ziying..."