The night was long, still so silent, so dark.

Tonight was a particularly long night and a lot happened.

But it's also short, fleeting.

After a long time, it has passed, and when you look back, you will feel that it is very short, and a noisy night like tonight is no exception.

No matter how noisy it is, no matter how vigorous it is, no matter how much it happens, no matter how many people die, it will still be calm after that, and there will be no waves, and no one will talk about it again.

If it's over, it's over, and if it's dead, it's dead, and life still has to go on.

Life goes on, whether it's dreams or ambitions.

The night that was brighter than the day was gone, the silent night was gone, and the helpless and long night was gone.

The moon is slowly sinking, and countless people will still remember the peerless figure in it, so cold and so strong.

As the sun slowly rises, the red glow changes the earth, dragging the shadows to the longest, bringing warmth and vitality.

The morning glow is full of hope, it is bright, piercing all the black, and the elm forest is also shrouded in the morning glow, it is so red, there is no black.

Bringing hope, the elm forest has become bleak with life, and countless birds and beasts have secretly returned, roaring, chirping, telling of joy and welcoming a new day.

Lazily stretched his waist, his body was graceful, and the prodigal son Yu started from the ground with a satisfied face, rubbing his eyes, this night was so long, and he slept so comfortably.

It's been a long time since I've had a good night's sleep, it feels good, it makes people lazy, and there are a lot of things waiting for you, and people have to be cruel to themselves, so that they can succeed.

The prodigal son feather was also ruthless to himself, recovering himself from laziness, although he still had a lazy smile, he had already stood up, his hands stretched out, and he greeted hope.

His eyes were pierced by the red glow and couldn't be opened, so he lowered his head to get used to it a little, but he was startled.

There were twelve corpses side by side in front of him, twelve peaceful corpses, dead peacefully, with a smile, as if they were alive, that is, there was a round hole in each chest, as if pierced by a fist.

Accustomed to life and death, it is not scary, the prodigal son Yu will never be afraid, but he is afraid, his right hand slapped his chest, with a panicked face, he flew over the corpse and ran out of the elm forest.

It's quite scary, I encountered this early in the morning, and there will be some taboos in indifferent people, and the prodigal son is no exception, running out frantically, trying to find an acquaintance.

Xuan Ming was still standing there, quietly looking at the elm forest with his hands in his hands, watching the prodigal Ziyu rush out in a panic, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, everything was over.

The prodigal Ziyu also breathed a sigh of relief, he saw Xuan Ming, rushed away, the pounding heart, also calmed down a little, what remained unchanged was the eternal smiling face, not to mention that it was such a comfortable morning, the prodigal Ziyu was in a good mood, so he also smiled well, and when he rushed out, he may have forgotten.

"There were corpses in it, twelve corpses, twelve identical corpses, and I actually slept with them all night. ”

"That's Thirteen Lang. "Xuan Ming still has some regrets.

"You're talking about Akatsukihara Thirteen. Prodigal Ziyu smiled and said cutely.

"Yes. ”

"But there were only twelve corpses inside. ”

"The one on his back couldn't eat meat for a long time, and he starved to death. ”

"Then they came to eat meat, to eat my meat. ”

"Perhaps, but they can't eat meat anymore. ”

"Whoever killed them, I slept so hard last night, it must not be me. ”

"Does it matter who it is? at least you're okay, the meat is still there. ”

One question and one answer, one calm, one with a smile.

It doesn't matter what you ask, it doesn't matter what the answer is, what is important, in fact, nothing is important, just ask, just answer, the truth is not important, one wants to prove that he is a normal person, deceive himself, and the other can help deceive.

Xuan Ming will also deceive people, at least he deceived the prodigal son.

There is also something strange in my heart, those thirteen flesh-eating people, there are still corpses, it seems that people worthy of admiration will always have some good luck, even madmen will leave them a dead body.

"Then let's go in and bury them, they're not bad, at least they didn't eat my meat, they shouldn't let them run into the wilderness. ”

The prodigal son feather suddenly thought, smiled and turned back and walked towards the elm forest, to do something good.

Xuan Ming didn't follow, still looking at the elm forest, not black, red, red, in the red glow.

Some admire, some people can be admired, they can always make themselves happy, unpleasant things can never be remembered, forgetfulness is bigger than the small fish in the river, and the prodigal son is one of the best.

The prodigal son feather that can be seen by outsiders is always so free and uninhibited, maybe sometimes he is arrogant, sometimes he is elegant and wise, and sometimes he is a little cute and silly, but it will never be unpleasant.

It didn't take long for the prodigal son to walk out of the elm forest, with a relaxed face, and the smile on his face was even more relaxed.

"Chiyou, I can't see anyone early in the morning. ”

Walking in front of Xuan Ming, the prodigal son Yu seemed to think of something and suddenly asked.

"He went home. ”

"Young people, they just don't stand very reliable, they just leave, and they don't even say hello. ”

may have vented enough, today's prodigal son Yu is really relaxed, and his tone is a little childish, full of vitality than ever.

He was frightened, but when he found his way to go, he ran back. ”

"I was frightened by Thirteen Lang, I was afraid that I would be eaten meat, and even you couldn't stop him, and my guts were too small. ”

The tone became teasing, but still relaxed.

"Thirteen Lang is scary, but twelve is not scary, Chi You was frightened by a madman, a madman who made twelve wolves no longer able to eat meat, so as soon as he found his way home, he ran away. ”

Xuan Ming's words were also suddenly a little relaxed, and the ease would definitely be transmitted, he was infected by the prodigal son.

Maybe that's why he and the prodigal son are friends, and he wants to get closer to ease.

"That's fine, it's worth celebrating that he found his way home, and it's no wonder that he said goodbye. ”

The way home was simple, but it was not simple, at least for Prodigal Ziyu and Xuan Ming, it was the most difficult thing in heaven and earth.

Their home is there, but they can't find their way home, they can only stumble on the lost road of life, if they are lucky, they can finally find their way home, go home, the home of the heart, and the unfortunate will sink forever in the lost, muddy, until death.

"It was a long night, I slept so badly, I must have missed a lot, my gut told me a lot had happened. ”

The prodigal son feather was a little speechless, and he had nothing to do.

He didn't want Xuan Ming to answer, but Xuan Ming gave an answer very honestly.

"There are indeed a lot of things that have happened, and it is very exciting, not only the wolves that eat meat, but also the tigers of Gaoyanggang, and the old foxes of Qingqiu, but unfortunately they dare not enter the elm forest. ”

"I'll just ask, you don't need to be so sincere, I like the words like gold. ”

But today's Xuan Ming has been infected and has become a little relaxed, so there are more words.

"There are also two moons in the sky, brighter than the day, the Taiyin Star Lord is very beautiful and strong, killing an old wolf dog with one palm, and destroying a moon with one palm, I am afraid that many people have been frightened. ”

The prodigal son covered his ears and went forward, today's Xuan Ming was a little abnormal, he didn't want to hear it, so he fled forward with a smile, covering his ears.

I've always been very sincere, I shouldn't have listened to it, I never listened, and even if it got into my ears, I couldn't hear it.