Dark Moon Era

Rebirth.

Cruel than Tang Ling imagined, this process is not a process of joyful reorganization and growth, but a tearing process.

At least everything Tang Ling saw was so.

This "only three" high-level creature in this piece of space-time was struggling violently in front of Tang Ling's eyes, and the calm lake surface was shattered and broken, and he even felt some rough waves.

But what does struggling not change? Tang Ling watched as the sun's ghost fish's skin began to crack, the muscles began to break down, and the blood flowed out without knowing what force was inhaled...

In just five minutes, the original form of this sunlight ghost fish disappeared and became a mass...Yes, it was a complex organism. Tang Ling could feel that this organism was full of vitality.

Was this successful? Is it like this? Turn into a piece of meat? Tang Ling looked at it silently, unable to tell what was the mood, which was both shocking and full of some kind of indescribable awe.

Is that awe of life? Tang Ling couldn't talk about it. He only knew that the process of rebirth is far more than that. According to the island owner, a lot of energy is needed. In the whole process, Tang Ling needs to help replenish energy in a timely manner.

Just in time? When is it? In short, Tang Ling can't judge the time node now.

It was at this time that the Sunshine Netherfish had completely turned into a ‘meat ball’ full of vitality, which seemed to give people an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Embryo?" Tang Ling's mind has always been concerned about things on the other shore. Although everything in front of him is shocking, he does not care too much, but at this time, he still thought of the word.

In my heart, I can't help but feel the awe of my life, is this a way of inheriting life? A daylight ghost fish turned into an embryo? Life is more vigorous than before! Even with Tang Ling's six senses like "weak chicken" now, he can feel its powerful fresh vitality!

"My rebirth doesn't know how to define it, and I often think about it. Am I completely reborn, or reborn with the selected parasite? Or, we all don't exist anymore and become The third new life form of the shadow of me and the parasite? You must tell me the answer later."

Tang Ling thought of a conversation with the owner of the desert island, who was a life essence that he could not see through as a super-level beast. As a teenager, he even couldn't see through.

I just hope he can wait for an answer and tell the living body in front of him, even if it may not care, because it is not necessarily the owner of the desert island.

After turning into an embryo, the'flesh' was not struggling, but slowly sank into the bottom of the lake. With this process, a wave of energy also appeared on the surface of the lake where it sank, forming a thin protection The hood shrouded the lake.

At this time, the energy shield was gently swinging, and Tang Ling received a very simple but strong emotion, just like the emotion conveyed to Tang Ling by the original race-need energy, need food.

Tang Ling certainly will not ignore it. This is his promise after all, so he picked a small piece of meat, a bone, and a pot of gifts from the Neptune on the shore of the lake, and slowly approached the energy shield.

Should food be thrown into the energy shield? At this time, the island owner of the desert island is no longer able to give Tang Ling an answer, and Tang Ling can only guess and come in his own way.

What he didn't think of was that when he tried to throw that small piece of fist-sized beast meat into it, an obvious, excessive energy came from the energy shield.

"It turns out so." Tang Ling tore the meat of the beast apart in half, and then the meat of the beast was smoothly thrown into it.

I tried to put in another small piece and received it smoothly, but no more.

This discovery made Tang Ling feel a little more interesting in his heart. There was a feeling of what pet he was feeding.

This is also a hint of adjustment in this lonely life?

The appetite is much smaller than I thought. Know that the owner of the desert island has left at least a ton of fierce beast meat, and don't think how big a ton is.

Just like fat accumulation of equal weight, it cannot be compared with the volume of muscles, and the volume of a ton of wood cannot be compared with the volume of a ton of steel. A ton of super-order beast meat, piled up, probably just Ten wooden boxes.

Calculated in this way, this embryo needs half the fist size for the first time, and even has so much extra-level beast meat, and the appetite is really not counted.

Just like Tang Ling, I can only eat a little bit of it every day....but it is better every day. If it is just an ordinary person, I am afraid to pick up this super-level fierce beast meat, bones, etc., it is also strenuous.

"Don't eat too much. If you have eaten all these resources before growing up, what should I do?" Tang Ling patted the energy shield and said this.

Tang Ling thought that he was not afraid of such a thing as loneliness. Now he only knows that if he once worked hard for a long time, he does not feel lonely, but because he knows that if he wants, he can return to the crowd at any time.

And now... without such affirmation and hope, loneliness is like a violent poison, and it only takes three days to cover every corner of the mind.

Wish to seize every reasonable opportunity to say something?

So... human beings love and don't give up from the bones, and care about their own ethnic groups. The group of animals is just like this.

Tang Ling thought, coming up from the lake, he tried to communicate with the race, but this time the race of the race was deeper than any other time, it didn’t respond, it was originally full of vital leaves, branches The stems are filled with a slack breath.

Even the roots in Tang Ling's heart felt a little shaky.

If it weren’t for the super-level fierce beast left by the island owner, Tang Ling added precious energy every day, Tang Ling felt that the race would wither completely.

When he thought of this, Tang Ling felt a little sad.

Actually, there is more energy, and the race can recover more? It's just that his own body can't bear any more.

I originally thought that in this world, it doesn't matter what is weak. It turns out that a strong man becomes weak and will slowly destroy his own soul and feel that he can't guard everything he cares about.

I don't know what kind of season is in this piece of space-time, but Tang Ling's heart is full of autumn.

I don't know whether it will rain in this piece of space-time...but Tang Ling's heart has been flooded with cold rain.

Still have to be strong. This time Tang Ling suddenly realized that the difficulty of life was sometimes not in the life and death of the body, but in the heart or ashes, but also desperately lit a fire, always thinking Those who want to illuminate and warm up, of course include themselves.

Rain on the 17th day of the last day

Woke up this morning and it rained.

I never thought I would be ecstatic for a rain, and the weather changes, does it mean that the season will not disappear? So will I wait until winter and then spring?

If spring comes, will it recover something? For example, when I woke up, I would be pleased to see that my neighbor, Uncle Wu, had already set off to the lake, ready to finish a set of Tai Chi before returning home, and Aunt Wu was watering the flowers and plants in the yard.

The Shiba Inu that I hated, still started to walk around by its owner, and then saw me howling at me, still very unfriendly.

No, I don't want to take away your master, although she is beautiful, I am also tempted.

But I have a girlfriend. Do you know what it means to have a girlfriend? That means that there are many beautiful girls in this world, but you are destined to be crazy about one hundred times, one thousand times, or even ten thousand times in the future, but you can't do anything.

So, I think love is a lock that locks all your ability to move. What do you think?

X, what am I talking about? Have you begun to imagine communicating with a dog? If there really is a dog now, can communicate with me, I am also very willing, really! There will even be tears of excitement.

But no, the surroundings are still quiet and crazy.

In fact, this is not quiet, after all, there is rain, wind, rain falling on the leaves, the sound of the lake... I want to express it-lonely! Loneliness leads to inner silence!

I'm going crazy, I miss her, my lock.

I have regretted 10,000 times, why do I go for so-called expeditions.

I, a thirty-two-year-old man, also dreamed of using such behavior to prove that he was a little boy, a teenager?

Or that my family background is good, I have a smooth career with ease, and then I am so bored that I want to be different.

My countless fantasies, if I’m just a very ordinary people, I should go to work to check in on these days, squeeze the subway to eat or something... Then I won’t tragicly wake up from the coma on the mountain and face With such a nightmare!

Anyi Zhang, my lock, I should be dating you this day, go eat a delicious meal, go to a movie, do the most ordinary things, and then disappear together.

Really, I regret it!

Now that it is raining outside, I found out that I hadn't drowned rain with you before, and if there is no such despair, would I remember to do such a thing with you in my lifetime?

I do not know.

Suddenly I felt that my life was wasted, I suddenly felt that I was cheap, and I realized the meaning of many lives in despair, but...

Well, I'm going to sleep, and I don't know if I can fall asleep.

Am I a cowardly man or am I extremely strong? I didn’t die, I’m still alive.

Gently, Tang Ling closed the diary, which originally echoed in the room, Tang Ling's voice also disappeared, leaving only the other side of the shallow breathing sound.

The diary is on the seventeenth day, and Tang Ling has been trapped here for twenty-one days.

Because the diary is read from the fourth day, and it is read together with the other shore, and it is actually read to the other shore while reading.

After all, the text in the diary, Tang Ling did not have any problems, is it not the Huaxia text handed down from the Ziyue era?

It's just that Tang Ling is reluctant to read it all at once. Like a book in this room, Tang Ling stipulates that he can only read ten pages a day.

Tang Ling only watched one of those DVDs. He also planned to collect more interesting things in the town. He could watch and play once every ten days...

Study everything slowly, and slowly find something to do for yourself. If everything does not slow down here, the hollow of the mind will become larger and larger until it engulfs itself.

Putting the diary on the other side of the bed, Tang Ling picked up the cigarette, walked to the window, and lit a cigarette.

After smoking this cigarette, I went to the lake to feed.

Then, do you practice combat skills, or try to practice again? Tang Ling deliberately did not give himself an answer.

Because he doesn't want to stay the same every day, he wants to support it, always looking for something special.

But it also requires a high degree of self-discipline.

For example, cultivation that cannot be put down, taking care of everything on the other side, and feeding the pet.

Only a high degree of self-discipline will make people stronger and stronger.

This is what Tang Ling read from the book these days, and he deeply agreed.

Cigarettes were quickly exhausted, Tang Ling did not continue to smoke, although the smoke can make people quiet and soothing, and this town should be a rich town, there are seventeen supermarkets, not like the Ziyue era , Cigarettes also need to be so cherished...

Don't rely too much on something, this is a kind of self-discipline.

Coming to the lake, Tang Ling began to feed. Recently, this guy's food has become larger, and he can eat a piece of fierce beast meat like a fist, but that's all. There is still no way to eat it... It seems that in the future, you can still enjoy the rich resources?

Really unaccustomed to counting methods without precise instincts, fist size? The size of two fists? a small piece? A big piece? Tang Ling laughed at himself, then frowned again.

It's 21 days now...

Tang Ling pursed his lips, he did not know if he would use these resources later!

The other side... the other side...

Tang Ling was not in a mood to speak, just patted the energy shield without any change, silently walked to the lake, lowered his head, and sat down.

He didn't have the courage to glance at the other shore now. Even if the other shore had been sleeping peacefully in that room, he could stay beside her day and night if he wanted.

But he still doesn't!

It would be uncomfortable to look at it. The life on the other side is passing faster and faster, and the paleness of my face is now pale, and now my lips are as if covered with a white film.

Feeding things for the other side every day is completely ineffective.

She can't digest and absorb at all. If she tries to feed it, she will also be unconscious and spit it out for a while.

The only thing she can accept is water.

Tang Ling tried to boil water with fierce beast meat, which caused a huge reaction on the other side. She twitched and vomited, and even had a nosebleed. Obviously, she could not bear any excessive energy at all.

Fortunately, in this seemingly eternal town, many pre-civilized ordinary food can be found in supermarkets. Electricity allows freezing to continue, so there is no lack of frozen meat or something...

The other side can accept, that is, the soup cooked by these ordinary foods. Tang Ling changes the pattern every day to cook the soup for the other side, but what can be changed?

The only way is to escape from this place.

Thinking of this, Tang Ling stood up and walked quickly towards the other side of the lake. He had to take a look again...

Although the diary was reluctant to read it, it was read for 17 days. It is a hard fact that there are survivors before long.

This 17-day diary also brought an important message to Tang Ling. The only survivor existed because at the time of the incident, he was not in this town, but stayed somewhere. In the mountain, to be exact, it is a small, unattractive hilltop.

How to avoid the disaster caused by the turbulent time and space, the survivor did not describe it, Tang Ling guessed that even the survivor did not know what happened? I don’t even know that it has become a fragment of time and space. Of course, I don’t understand why he avoided disaster.

According to him, he is an adventure-loving ‘donkey’, especially in exploring the so-called unsolved and mysterious places in the world.

And on ordinary days, he also loves to climb mountains and wading around his residence to exercise himself.

It was because of this habit that the anomaly of the mountain was found.

What is the exception? There is no accurate description in the diary of the survivor, but the word miracle is used repeatedly. From the language he tried hard to describe clearly, Tang Ling guessed that the survivor saw the river formed by the turbulent flow of time and space. .

Why did you see the river of time and space before this piece of time and space was torn? Tang Ling did not figure it out. In addition, Tang Ling is not sure whether it is really a river of time and space?

But no matter what, the hilltop became the biggest hope to escape from here. After knowing this, Tang Ling went to the hilltop again and again.

Obviously, the gains are limited.

Apart from discovering some anti-season plants, Tang Ling did not find anything.

Such a situation gives Tang Ling an urge to read the diary thoroughly. Maybe there will be an answer?

But this idea was rejected by Tang Ling again. In such a place, in such a day, he was afraid that there would be no hope for tomorrow every day.

The more important reason is that an ordinary person before civilization, what answer can he find?

Therefore, Tang Ling still has not finished reading this diary. After all, he still has another hope that after the mental power is completely restored, the thing that can be left to him by the owner of the desert island may be able to find the answer.

"Almost." Tang Ling came to the hill again.

Because of the distance, it was almost approaching dusk at this time, and the gradually setting sun smudged the horizon clouds into a pale yellow. This light also fell on Tang Ling, and it seemed to bring a trace of incompleteness. Extinguished hope.

It's really fast, after all, twenty-one days have passed, Tang Ling can feel his bones become hard and tough again, those cracked muscles grow crazy every night, and the rebuilt tendons twist into pieces Stronger and stronger muscles, broken nerves are reconnected again, stronger and stronger...

This kind of recovery is absolutely inconceivable for ordinary people of the pre-civilization. The humans of the pre-civilization are too fragile, and many injuries are irreversible for them! But the people in the Ziyue era are not like that, and Tang Ling is not... otherwise, it is impossible to survive.

Of course, from the peak period, it can only be said that it has recovered for a small half.

The key is the recovery of spiritual power, which is about to condense to the extent that it can form a spiritual imprint. In fact, Tang Ling cannot open his own personal space, not because he cannot provide the tiny spiritual power of Xingyin Dingwei blade, but His spiritual power was destroyed and shattered, and there was no way to form his own unique brand of spiritual power.

Tang Ling estimated that as long as it was restored to that level. Not only can he open up his personal space, but also the thing left by the owner of the desert island, the most important thing is that the precision instinct should come back?

This is not Tang Ling's thinking. Although he is not an elite, he also knows that the brand of spiritual power is the foundation of everything. It is like a key. Only by owning it can he use his spiritual power freely.

"Think of it like this, why not use Xingyin to fix the blade, how good is a small skin bag?" Tang Ling fiddled with the dead branch beside him, and said to himself.

Of course, this is just a joke. If it is really a small skin pouch, I am afraid that when it enters this piece of space-time, it will be all broken.

Looking at the unharmonious ‘winter scenery’ of this mountain, Tang Ling still has nothing to discover but can only go down with the sunset.

26th day

On the other side, I have not awakened.

Today, I listened carefully to her breath, so weak that I could hardly hear it.

I was a little scared, but not because of the separation of the coming life and death, but because I haven’t made a good decision yet.

What is the decision? That is what should I do after burying the other side? I have not fulfilled my promise to the owner of the desert island, but I can roughly think that without the other shore, I may lose the courage to live.

When I think of losing her, I think of the night I lost my mother-in-law and sister. At that time, Uncle Su Yao supported me to live with hatred, but what is there now?

Forget it, don't think about it for now.

Before all the results come, I must not lose that glimmer of hope. These days are the tempering of my soul. I have experienced more life and death outside, and I have not suffered these days.

I think that after walking over, I can be truly strong and mature.

But can I go over there? On the other side, what do you think?

Keeping a diary is a good comfort. I now seem to understand why the survivor insisted on keeping a diary on such a desperate and lonely day.

Now, I have recorded 17 diaries, which is a proof that I and I have been here.

In addition, if my mental strength is not unexpected, it will be completely restored tomorrow.

It's just that I don't have much expectations anymore. Everything in my personal space is not helpful to the situation on the other side.

The only hope lies in the article left by the owner of the desert island, I hope it can give me a little direction.

I hope everything is too late! ! !

Tang Ling wrote three exclamation marks and put down the pen in his hand.

The diary can no longer bring comfort to him. His heart is full of the weak breath of the other shore. The island owner of the desert island said that one month is the most situation. Tang Ling is worried that the other shore can support tomorrow?

And fate is such dog blood, and his recovery is precisely tomorrow. Tomorrow seems to be a day to determine fate. Under such circumstances, how can Tang Ling calm down?

In the end, he is just a teenager.

Some irritable put down the pen, Tang Ling put together his diary, came to the other bank's room, he sat by the bed, grabbed the other bank's hand and placed it on his cheek, hoping to use his temperature to make the other bank warm up a little. .

Yes, because of the passing of vitality, the other side's hands have become cold.

"Just wish, tomorrow..." Tang Ling said softly, but this consolation had no effect, because even if tomorrow knows there is a way, is everything still too late?

The morning breeze gently blew the curtains in the room on the other side.

The other side's breathing has become weak, and if it seems to be absent, no matter how thick the quilt, plus the heat brought by the withering of the room, it cannot make the other side's body warmer.

Tang Ling is very calm, he is picking the song disc.

He often listens to songs on these lonely days. The owner of this room, that is, the survivor, left a lot of songs.

Tang Ling has always had a good feeling for the songs of the pre-civilization. That is from the No. 1 prep camp, the song about friendship that Vian sang.

This kind of art seems to soothe people's hearts, and it can also completely arouse people's emotions.

And here is the only way to make Tang Ling feel less lonely and surrounded by vocals.

Today is the day to determine fate.

Destiny has really been decided.

The moment Tang Ling opened his eyes, he found that his mental power could have formed a brand, and he immediately read the thing left by the owner of the desert island.

Very useful, there are questions about the use of the resources it leaves, and how to use it most effectively...

There is advanced guidance for Tang Ling.

Of course, there is Tang Ling's most concerned view of this piece of space-time debris, the owner of the desert island.

Sure enough, it is a super-level beast. Its views and speculations are close to the facts. Just like the mountain that Tang Ling has always been puzzled by, the owner of the desert island has given the answer-this is the place in the chaos of time and space The only place for'inverse rules'.

What is the specific, Tang Ling has been too lazy to think about.

Although there is the only hope for going out, it may even bring some unexpected benefits, but they can not help the situation on the other side, because Tang Ling's ability at this stage is not enough!

According to the owner of the desert island, no matter how talented Tang Ling is, he cannot go out if he can't advance to the third-order purple moon warrior, because the third-order purple moon warrior's genetic lock is opened, so he can touch the threshold of'rules' .

This also refers to Tang Ling's situation, because Tang Ling has a mysterious ability-precision instinct! If it is someone else, maybe only if you become the superior, there will be a hint of going out.

After the owner of the desert island, he described why this is so? There are still many arguments, as well as precautions, and its commitment to Tang Ling is absolutely intentional.

It's a pity ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Tang Ling doesn't have any interest.

Tang Ling woke up at four o'clock in the morning. At that time, it was not yet dawn, and Tang Ling ran crazy to the mountain.

The precise instinct was mobilized... he wanted to try.

It is a pity that his current level of recovery can only use the original precision instincts. If he wants to make an analogy, it is comparable to when he just left the No. 17 safety zone. Even Tang Huang taught him, Tang Ling could not use it.

He should not say that finding the ‘point’ of the desert island owner on this hill, he cannot even see the most basic flow of energy in the rules.

There is no way!

Third order? There is no way to advance into the Purple Moon Warrior now, because Tang Ling has not fully recovered, let alone the accumulated energy!

Tang Ling was desperate. He didn't know how he walked down the mountain with a kind of mood.

After all, he still has to face such a day.