Dark Moon Era

Boss Huang has many good things.

But what he threw to Tang Ling was an ordinary mask that could only cover the upper half of his face.

"Actually, this is the port of darkness. Even if you show your face in a bright and open manner, no one will take you? Besides, are you still the one I cover?" Boss Huang was afraid that Tang Ling would not go, adding another explanation.

Tang Ling took the mask, glanced over and over again, and said with a grin, "It's such a thing, you want to coax me?"

"This is the first finished product since Laozi studied the controller. It is very memorable. Don't forget it, bring it!" An angry look appeared on Boss Huang's face.

"Also, this is what you promised, and the consequences are very serious." The angry boss Huang threatened Tang Ling again.

Tang Ling slammed into his arms, and said angrily: "I can't go yet. I only have one request. I want to wash my face once."

"Haha." Boss Huang laughed as soon as he washed his face.

Ding Ling and Ding Ling are inexplicable. Why should the boss let Tang Ling go out so aggressively?

After breakfast, Tang Ling started to strike iron as usual.

According to the time boss Huang said, it's too late to go after the ironing.

After all, Tang Ling, an iron madman, progressed very fast. It took him nearly 13 hours to process five black iron roughs for the first time.

Now, after nine hours of normal work, he can handle six pieces of black iron rough.

Originally, there was no power of understanding the eight cows. Under this special method of ironing, it has already been understood by nearly one sixth.

Without comparison, there is no standard for measurement. Tang Ling has no idea if his speed of integration is fast? Compared with those who have money, such as those who can afford to press the pressure room, and those who have leisure, the so-called back to the stone, which progress faster?

This anxiety made Tang Ling very dissatisfied with his current progress.

After all, it's only half a year.

Tang Ling hated not being able to grow eight hands to hit the iron at the same time to improve himself, but today, he must wash his face every other hour.

The water for washing your face is naturally not ordinary water, but the so-called bath water for treating dark injuries, which Huang Bo used to seduce Tang Ling.

It's funny to say that this herbal bath water, I don't know why, and the medicine that Luo Xin used to camouflage Tang Ling (also prepared with herbs) turned out to have a special reaction.

It can wash off some of the camouflage potion that Losin has applied to Tang Ling's skin.

Therefore, when Tang Ling took a bath for the first time, Boss Huang said ‘ah’, because as soon as Tang Ling wiped his face, he wiped off the camouflage color on his face, and it looked like she was peeling.

Boss Huang is a bad guy. He didn't even tell Tang Ling about such a thing.

When Tang Ling was ridiculed by Ding Ling and Ding Ling the next day, he felt weird and looked into the mirror, only to find that he had become a combination of a 'dapple dog' and a 'striped leopard'.

Hate him gritting his teeth.

However, after being angry, Tang Ling doesn't matter anyway. Anyway, it's just playing iron in the idiot floor. Dalmatians are dalmatians.

But today I ’m going out. Mr. Huang ’s guy is so bad that he only offered to give him a half-face mask. He ca n’t reveal his chin and mouth. Is he still “spotted”?

Tang Ling still has a face, so he can only wash his face like this.

While washing his face, while hitting the iron, he complained that boss Huang slowed down his ironing progress.

"Here is where Zero is?" Tang Long raised an eyebrow and looked at the huge castle in front of him.

This is the most prominent building in the Dark Harbor deck area and is said to be the headquarters of the Dark Hall.

Zero Nature does not live in this castle.

But on the side of the castle, there is a large building surrounding it, and it is rumored that only the most identified people in the port of darkness can live here.

"That black single building is the zero residence." The person next to Tang Long answered respectfully a question from Tang Long.

Tang Long nodded, his eyes fell on the black single-floor building.

Compared with the large buildings with different shapes and full of characteristics, this black single building is very abrupt, it has no decoration, and the regular cubes, even the gloomy black, give people a kind of Feeling violent in depression.

"Zero, what kind of person is it?" Tang Long frowned, with a hint of doubt in his heart as he walked towards the black single building.

Less than 500 meters away, soon before the black single building.

I don't know if it was because people deliberately avoided it, or because this building gave people a feeling of uneasiness, weirdness, depression and mania, making people uncomfortable and unwilling to stay here.

In short, when Tang Long stood in front of this building, he found that there was not only no one around him, and even Asuka was unwilling to stay here.

In front of it was an equally pure black metal gate with two half faces carved on the left and right.

A half face was a mild smile, but there was a hint of depression in the smile.

A half face was full of oppressive anger, but there was a tear in that angry eye. Just looking at it, I felt that tear was full of sadness.

The two half-faces are the handles of the door, but Tang Long saw it a bit immersed in it, but he didn't knock on the door.

After standing at the door for about six or seven seconds, the black door squeaked open itself, exposing the equally dark space at the door.

"Come in." A vicissitudes of indifference came from the door with no majestic voice.

Tang Long raised his eyebrows slightly and walked towards the door.

Behind him, three Ziyue fighters with third-order strength also quickly followed Tang Long.

But they didn't want to, they had just approached the black door, and an invisible force suddenly pushed away the three bodyguards.

The three bodyguards looked at each other. They were third-order Ziyue soldiers, and they were not the kind of "junk" third-order Ziyue soldiers.

Everyone has sufficient accumulation before advancing to at least the power of merging seven cows, and each promotion is not based on the lowest data, but the powerful Ziyue warrior.

Here, it was so easily pushed away by an invisible force? They haven't even seen anyone.

"You just wait here." Tang Long didn't pay much attention. Qi Dou was his teacher from childhood to age. He said that he must find someone, then he must find it.

Seven fights will not harm him, even if this zero feels so dangerous.

"But, Long Shao ..." The three bodyguards didn't dare to leave like this. They couldn't afford Tang Long to make a slight mistake.

Tang Long didn't care, just waved his hand and walked straight into the door.

The gate closed automatically the moment Tang Long entered.

The three bodyguards outside the door showed a little sweat involuntarily on their foreheads. Although they were uneasy, they could only stay in front of the door, praying that Tang Long could appear safely.

First floor of the cabin area.

This is the most drunken place in the entire Dark Harbor, just like the gambling cities of the pre-civilization, full of the myths of getting rich overnight, becoming famous in one battle, and instantly becoming king.

Here, there is the luxury enjoyment of the entire port of darkness, which has contracted the merchants in various areas of the Yantai District to build it here. At the same time, it has not only moved to various pre-civilized entertainment facilities such as theaters, KTVs, large bathrooms, etc. Developed various stimulus projects that can only be realized in this era of Ziyue ...

Here, as long as you have the money, you can find the most beautiful woman. As long as you have the money, you can get the treatment more respected than the emperor. As long as you have the money, you can even eat the top-level food, not only delicious, It is also full of energy and can name foods from all over the world ...

A large part of the prosperity of the Dark Harbor comes from this characteristic Huantai district, which attracts people from all over the world to visit here.

Little people come to pan for gold, big people come to seek excitement, to consume, to enjoy ...

Although it is in the cabin area, most places can not see the sun, but the artificial blue sea and blue sky and palm beach will make you illusion at any time, you are vacationing on the beach.

The 3D holographic projection in the Purple Moon era is so realistic.

This is the pre-civilized casino. No, it is far more exciting than the casino.

Because before the civilization, where can you see 'Superman Fighting', 'Human-Beast Confrontation', or even challenge various machines?

That kind of real blow, the punch to the flesh, the blood splattering stimulation, the gorgeous various talent skills, makes the adrenal glands soar.

What kind of gambling is more exciting than the outcome of the gambling ring?

And blood and flesh are the easiest to create heroic idols. Here the stars on the ring are more dazzling than any other civilization.

Han Xing squatted in a small waiting room, slamming the food on his hand.

Three consecutive victories have given him the qualification to eat in Area C of the Youth League.

One rice bowl and three spaces mean that you can have two dishes and the same staple food.

I have to say that the cafeteria in area C is good. The staple food provided is full of energy. It should be a special method, such as collecting purple moonlight, or using the energy stone to directly shine, planted wheat, and bread.

The two dishes can be randomly selected from dozens of dishes, and they are grade 7 to 9 mutant beast meat.

The point is, these meals are full and can be said to be extravagant.

This is certainly not as good as Han Xing's meal in the Holy Tree City, but this is just the beginning. Han Xing thinks that within ten days, he will win a few more victories and he will be eligible to eat in the dining hall upstairs.

I heard that feral beast meat is provided there.

With such an idea, while staring at the rice, Han Xing looked through the window of the waiting room to the nearby platform ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Want to see who his opponent is today?

The window is directly opposite the platform. As soon as you lift your eyes, you can see a platform built on a large black rock.

Around the Yantai are full of run-down flags and broken, even blood-stained weapons.

This is of course a scene created by 3D holographic projection. It is full of a vicissitudes of iron blood, which is very suitable for the atmosphere of the platform.

Because of three consecutive victories, Han Xing already has a slight reputation, so beside this ring, there are not many sitting audiences, waiting for Han Xing to continue winning streak.

While waiting for Han Xing's opponent, he also stood beside the ring.

His dress was very simple, just a sense of moisture, and his appearance was very ordinary.

Han Xing is not an unknown person. Take a closer look. This simple shirt turns out to be a clothes made of tertiary mutant insects and silk spit by purple-winged silkworms.

Looking at the appearance again, Han Xing frowned suddenly—how did he come here?