黑夜,黑得一丝月光都没有,在一片平野上什么都看不见,只听见风在“呼呼”地刮着,然而在风的狂奏声中,突然混入了马蹄声——风中闯出一骑。“轰”,电光猛地一闪,漆黑的原野忽然亮了一下,时间极短,但已足够看清马背上的人:迎风招展的黑色披风,一袭黑衣。骑手前行间,突然又是一道闪电,这下可以看到他的黑色宽檐帽,黑色的面具以及冷峻的面孔。他拔出腰间的利剑,“刷刷刷”,剑光连闪三下,在漆黑的夜幕中画出了一个优美的 In the darkness, there was not even a trace of black moonlight, but nothing could be seen in a plain field. Only the wind was heard blowing in the “whistling” place. However, in the raging sound of the wind, a horseshoe was suddenly mixed in. A ride. “Bang”, electric light suddenly flashed, dark wilderness suddenly lighted, the time is very short, but it is enough to see the people on horseback: the black cape waving in the wind, dressed in black. As the rider moved forward, suddenly there was a flash of lightning. Then he could see his black broad-brimmed hat, black mask, and cold face. He pulled out the sharp sword from his waist and brushed his brush. Jianguang blinked three times, drawing a graceful night in the dark night.