[Instead of writing the novel, I will write a serial novel] "Mystery"

Preface: This is a novella I wrote when I had nothing to do during my self-study. It has been completed. (It appeared out of nowhere. My habit is to record it as soon as I have inspiration. However, this delayed the progress of my novel and temporarily stopped at page 204 [Update: It has reached page 229. However, due to study, I don't have much time to continue writing. I will update it when I have time]) So this is a novel on graph paper. As for the definition of the content, I will not explain it. Friends can understand it by themselves after reading it. (I don't intend to compare with Brother Cunwo, I just exist silently)

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The most tragic and tragic of ancient wars is the battle between old enemies.

_____The boundless thick black clouds, the splitting lightning that roars from time to time, are stained with gray dust in layers. The biting rain and fog embodied by the hostility are constantly falling, and are then illuminated by the flashes of electricity from time to time. This is the scene that should often occur in a fateful battle. So coincidentally, there is one here too.

_____ What's more, there is a touch of softness intertwined between the two old enemies, or the clothes are bright and tragic red, so charming that the country will fall in love; If the two are mixed together, their meaning is the same: at the end of life, the poignant sublimation of dancing and rising gracefully.

_____Following the familiar plot, a sharp-eyed or handsome figure dressed in black and other cool colors carries a beauty, followed by a group of loyal followers wrapped in black, and arrives in front of a cliff isolated from the surroundings. Then, another person with warm tones or even white, a dignified or heroic figure, and a person with a refined appearance shouted and caught up quickly. In the end, the two confront each other, and the gears of fate are reversed. At the same time, the audience's balance begins to tilt. There is no absolute righteousness or villain here. Everyone has an opinion. The cold-toned man chatted with the woman, still holding on to the faint hope that she would choose to follow him. The woman's face turned pale and her eyes wandered. She was indeed grateful for his care in the past. As for him, she had a deep affection for him, but after all, that was not the love she had in mind. Love was about feelings. It was not him who made her feel this way, but the him opposite. It is impossible for someone who holds her hostage to love her deeply. She refused completely. His hope was shattered and he could no longer maintain his rationality. He could only go to extremes. He stimulated his opponent in front of his old enemy with his words and actions. The opponent will naturally be enraged and rush towards him with all his strength. The man with warm colors, because his girlfriend was kidnapped and angry at the cold colors, was temporarily blinded by anger, and he seemed to become a crazy devil. Known as the best in the world in martial arts, he is absolutely superior to the cold-toned guy, because his martial arts understanding is better than the cold-toned guy, but it is not this aspect that makes the cool-toned guy become his old enemy... He only needs two moves with all his strength to neutralize all the cold-toned attacks, and he also grabs the cold-toned collar with his hands. He stared into the cold-toned eyes with mixed feelings, but after seeing the cold-toned contemptuous eyes and raised smile, they all converged into one feeling - anger. He closed his eyes and let go of the cold color, and slapped the cold color Tianling Gai smoothly. "No, that's enough. Just defeat him. You can't kill him even if you shouldn't!" She didn't know where the courage came from or for what reason. She actually stopped in front of the cold-toned man and forced him to stop with a determined look in her eyes. But he didn't stop. There was only a ball of anger in his heart that was ignited but could not be extinguished for a while, and it covered his heart. Because she appeared so suddenly, by the time he realized it, he couldn't take his hand back, and it was pressed on her chest in an even and straight way. A layer of cold yet beautiful blood splashed onto his face, causing him to suddenly wake up and his expression suddenly changed. He looked at his hands and roared heartbreakingly.He hugged her who was about to fall and cried bitterly. (To be continued...Thanks for watching, thank you for your support!)