/span>你错了/span>少年/span>你并没有分开冥狱/span>现在你我所处的这个山谷/span>是冥狱里的别的一个角落/span>/span>
老者嘴角稍露浅笑/span>左手微微扬起/span>往欧文剑上弹了一下--只听到长剑传来一声清脆的敲击声/span>那看来轻描淡写的悄悄一弹/span>产生一股没法顺从的力度/span>从剑身传到欧文身上/span>欧文就像触电一样/span>被远远弹飞/span>
期间/span>欧文身上的恶魔之血多次发作/span>让欧文感到苦不堪言/span>终究都在老者的帮忙下/span>欧文通过将本身的精力融入天然的体例平复了下来/span>
/span>你手持这柄铁剑肆地殛毙、粉碎/span>早已令剑身上伤痕累累/span>在你再一次拿起它的时候/span>这柄剑收回了悲惨的哀鸣/span>莫非你听不到吗/span>/span>
/span>少年/span>这几个月来/span>你每日打坐静修/span>有何感悟/span>/span>
/span>那是因为你到明天之前/span>还没有放下重担/span>/span>那青袍老者再次无声无息地来到欧文的背后/span>/span>这片草地因你而粉碎/span>也因你而重生/span>换句话来/span>这些花花草草/span>也恰是你内心投映的气象/span>/span>
/span>甚么/span>你竟然对黑气免疫/span>/span>欧文稍稍吃惊/span>
/span>尽量节制你的情感/span>任何时候都要保持沉着/span>千万不要发怒/span>/span>老者语重深长地提出了他的疏导/span>/span>你体内的魔性会以你的肝火和痛恨为粮食/span>你的表情越是安静/span>魔性就越不轻易发作/span>/span>
/span>非也/span>/span>老者道/span>/span>黑气之以是没有变成火焰焚尽吾身/span>是因为你心中尚存善念/span>不肯伤害无辜/span>/span>
欧文大吃一惊/span>回过甚来/span>见身后站着一个长须青袍老者/span>须发斑花/span>随风超脱/span>看上去约5、六十岁/span>神情烦闷/span>脸容肥胖/span>身薄如纸/span>