在修罗场畔，郗道茂独自一人站在月光下。
夜色如墨，繁星点点。郗道茂握着那柄暗红色的长剑，眼中燃烧着难以言说的光芒。这把剑名为“无痕”，传闻其为天机所赐，可让人洞察一切。
“郗道茂，你为何独自一人？沿途的行人似乎都在前往天杀峰的方向。”身后传来一个清冷的声音。
那声音让郗道茂猛地回头。只见一个身着玄色长袍的男子正向他走来，修长的身影仿佛在夜风中划出一道弧线。
“ you’re looking at me? “ the man said, his voice low and mysterious.
郗道茂的心跳骤然加快。那男子身上有种说不清道不明的危险感，仿佛随时会从天而降般降临。
“ I’m sorry, but you’re not supposed to know about this.” he said coldly.
郗道茂感觉血液在瞬间凝固。他能闻到那男子身上若有若无的药香，那是从何而来的。
“ Do you have any idea who you’re dealing with? “ he continued, his voice low.
郗道茂的呼吸变得急促。他能感受到夜风中有一股异样的气息，仿佛是…’夜行歌’即将苏醒般。
“ I’ve heard of the song, but I’m not sure what it means. ” she said slowly.
郗道茂望向远方，那是一个他从未去过的地方。月光下，一具巨大的身影若隐若现，仿佛从地平线上升起般令人心悸。
“ It’s called ‘nightingale’, don’t you remember? ” he said coldly, his voice carrying a tone of finality.
郗道茂终于明白，这个男人与他之间的关系远比想象的要复杂得多。而当他转身离去时，他的背影仿佛是…’夜行歌’即将完成的一段绝唱般令人震撼。
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