The shadows move forward in the darkness and coldness, trying to find the next candlelight.

It is very boring to drift in the darkness. The shadow repeats the previous uneasiness and anxiety, fearing that there is no end ahead.

"There is one, two, three, there must be one."

He reminded himself or comforted himself in his heart; however, as the aura of indifference that was everywhere around him gradually invaded, and as the endless darkness around him became stronger, the anxiety in his heart became more and more intense.

"There must be some, there must be some!"

The black shadow began to talk to himself. He didn't like the tranquility around him and wanted to hear the sound, even his own.

His speed became faster, and he was more anxious to see the light. Later, the black shadows whispered and even shouted, running wildly.

He wants to find the next light ball, see the next world, until he walks out of this darkness. He instinctively feels that as long as he reaches the entire place that does not belong to the darkness, he can integrate into that world of light, and then...

He wants to find himself back.

I don’t know when, a gray aura appeared in the black shadow’s body, extremely weak, with a stubbornness, a silence, and anger.

"Why haven't there yet? Why haven't there yet!"

The black shadow began to shout, and as he shouted, the breath gradually became stronger, as if it was growing. But as it grew, the black shadow's body became illusory and gradually merged with the darkness.

Slow, but very determined.

At this moment, another ball of light appeared.

It is still a world. It is a small quiet room; it is still the boy, and an old man who has never seen a black shadow but feels familiar.

"Is this his world?" This is the thought that arose from the black shadow.

The third time I saw the boy, the black shadow began to observe him seriously. Through comparison, he confirmed one thing that the boy was weaker than he had seen before. The black shadow thought about it again in confusion, and then discovered another fact that the boy was weaker than the other.

"Is my time opposite?" This was his second thought.

While thinking about this in his heart, the old man was doing something strange. He pinched his hands and recited some strange and familiar words in his mouth. His expression kept twitching, as if he was experiencing great pain.

The boy did not help the old man, so he sat cross-legged across the face. His expression was solemn and compassionate, and there was still a sense of helplessness.

The old man's movements continued, and gradually, the top of his head began to shine, and became more and more intense. It was a red light with purple, emitting a terrifying aura of destruction; what was even more strange was that the red light seemed to be alive!

It twisted and struggled; roared at the old man, scolded and shouted, as if he was unwilling to leave his body.

The old man was unmoved, with determination and pain in his eyes, and pointed his hands at the top of the boy's head with trembling hands. His body calmed down for a moment, as if the light contained all his vitality, and now he suddenly left. The old man also exuded a dead aura, very strong...

Very strong...

"It hurts so much! Why am I so painful?" This is the third thought of Black Shadow.

Light or flames sank into the head of a boy, and the boy also seems painful, and there is more compassion in his eyes.

His expression was twisting, like a flame, and steam visible to the naked eye radiated from his skin, as if it was baked by a fire from the inner palace; his hands and feet were trembling at the same time, like an old man in his twilight years.

The boy stood up like a struggle, stepped forward to support the old man's body and said, "Grandpa, you..."

"I'm fine... I'm fine, the Lord casts spells quickly... to consolidate the soul fire!"

The old man's face was exhausted and decayed, and his wrinkles were like wounds carved with a knife; he was powerless to refuse the boy's support, and looked at him with a stern look, but there was a slight relief and relief in his eyes.

"Soul Fire? I seem to know what it is." A sharp pain in my heart, and the black shadow said to himself.

The situation in the quiet room stabilized, the boy was busy meditating, and the old man was busy meditating, one was resting and the other was practicing. Both of them were haggard, and there was peace and peace.

The black shadow looked silently for a while, turned around and continued to walk towards the darkness.

His speed became faster, his dark eyes exuded a sharp sensation, and at the same time, the gray aura in his body became stronger.

During the long journey, the shadow did not shout anymore; at this time he was sure that there must be a light ball ahead, and he was continuing the boy's life, walking in the opposite direction.

He didn't know what would happen next time, nor did he know why, nor did he know if he would be born a teenager... and...

What else? It should be gone.

"The world before people were born may be the same as my current world, with nothing." As we moved forward, the black shadow thought silently.

When he thought about this, the gray aura in his body became stronger and the fusion with the darkness became stronger.

It was still a small house, the boy, the old man, a little girl, and a woman who was about to die.

When the black shadow saw the little girl, his heart felt pain again; when he saw the helpless old man, he felt sad; when he saw the woman who was about to die but refused to die, he felt sad, and ultimately sad!

He saw the boy kneeling down, grabbed the woman's hand and said to her, "I can cure Ziyi's disease."

He saw the woman's blind eyes suddenly widen, and his leaves-like lips trembled and said, "Thank you... Thank you... you!"

He saw the girl's crying, the old man's sigh, and the young man's back as he left resolutely.

The shadow was furious.

"What's the use of this?"

He first said to himself, then shouted and said, "What's the use of this! You trash!"

"What's the use of saying this? You didn't do anything! Wherever you go, people will be in trouble! Wherever you go, people will die. They will be injured and painful!"

"You are a waste! You can't do anything, you do nothing!"

The black shadow pounced on the light ball, bounced back, pounced on again, repeating continuously...

"Why do you want me to see these things? Why do you want me to see these things? Why do you want me to see your life! Why? Why do you want me to see your life!"

"ah……"

The black shadow roared and rushed forward, punching the light ball with his right hand.

The light ball did not move at all, but his right hand was broken.

The black shadow fell silent. He looked at his broken arm in confusion, his eyes becoming confused.

"I'm very weak, I need strength," he said.

As he spoke, the gray aura in his body suddenly became stronger, accompanied by a terrifying force. In the blink of an eye, the black shadow's right arm... recovered.

The black shadow seemed to understand something, carefully observing his right arm and comparing it with his left arm.

The left hand was pitch black and the right hand was dark. As for the original appearance of the right hand, the black shadow couldn't remember it and was unwilling to think about it. He raised his hand and slammed the light ball again.

The light ball trembled a little. It was very slight.

“Those are not enough.”

The shadow murmured to himself, then turned around and threw himself into the darkness.

There was a vast expanse and the wind was raging. The young man fought with a few strangers. He fought with another young man and won.

The boy did not look happy. His face was calm and his eyes were filled with a cold light that made people dare not look at him, and he was tortureing those who failed.

"He has a grudge against those people, and he has a deep grudge." The black shadow looked at everything coldly, thinking silently in his heart.

He didn't need to worry about it, because he knew that he would soon see that scene. What the black shadow was concerned about at this time was how much his strength could be increased after this time, and whether he could also change his left arm to the right.

He believed that as long as this continues, he would one day break the diaphragm and enter that world with light.

The boy did everything calmly, and the dark shadow watched everything silently until the girl appeared.

When I saw the girl, the black shadow had calmed down and felt severe pain again.

It was hard to explain the reason, and for the first time he had a premonition of what had not happened; he seemed to see that something bad was going to happen to the girl, something that would hurt him to the heartbreak.

With the arrival of the old man, this feeling became more and more obvious; the black shadow once again lost its calmness and began to rush towards the light ball.

"Get out of there, leave him!"

He shouted at the girl, shouting hard, hitting hard, and kicking hard. He hoped that she would not be with the boy, because the black shadow knew that it would bring her misfortune.

"Go away quickly, go away quickly!" The light ball shook gently, and the black shadow hissed.

His left arm and legs were broken one after another. Only his right hand, no matter how powerful the black shadow uses or how much counterattack it suffers, could recover as before.

Things happened anyway.

The girl took two ripples for the boy and was seriously injured and was about to die.

The boy seemed very anxious and sad. He killed the old man and then came to the girl. His eyes were blaming and helpless, with a sense of extreme sorrow.

In the air, the black shadow stopped, looked at the boy with cold eyes, and gradually murderous intent surged.

"This guy, damn it!"

He turned around, stroked the void with his newborn hands, and moved forward like lightning.

One light ball, another light ball, and then the next...

The black shadows became stronger and faster, and the intervals of light balls were found to be getting shorter and shorter.

His eyes became colder and colder.

He saw many people and many things; he experienced many sorrows and many sufferings.

His vision became wider and wider, and the light ball he saw became larger and larger, gradually surpassing the boy's sight and seeing many things that the boy could not see.

He saw Sanyuan Pavilion and the blood light; he saw Wolong Village and the scorched earth.

He saw the red braid, how she was tortured, and how she became a resentful spirit.

That moved him again and it was the last time. After that, the black shadow said something to himself.

"I've seen enough."

Then he said, "I'm going to kill him!"

After saying this, he slammed the light ball. His limbs were reborn, and part of his torso had also changed. His strength was so great that it was unimaginable.

The barrier of the light ball was shattered.

The black shadow entered the light ball, and the light ball was destroyed, and the surroundings were dark, and the black shadow was confused.

"Why is this happening?" he asked himself.

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Chapter completed!