Dark Moon Era

Thick autumn mood enveloped Tang Ling's heart for twenty-seven days.

Going down from the mountain, in a flash, both winter.

In fact, winter is very good, but it is undeniable that it represents the end of a reincarnation, Tang Ling is a little tired, and his heart is full of a sense of completion.

This is not that he is not strong, but that he has not been strong enough in such a lonely world, every day watching the beloved person weaken little by little, and then welcome her death calmly.

This kind of pain was even greater than the night when the mother-in-law and sister were lost. Tang Ling could not bear it for the second time.

With empty eyes and some erratic footsteps, Tang Ling returned directly to the house.

He can't do anything else. He can only stay beside him at this time. The last time is weaker, and it's not wrong.

Tang Ling's finger stopped on a certain song disc, and he took out what was called a CD and put it into the stereo that was moved to the other bank's room.

A slightly sad prelude sounded, very good, at least covering the other side of the sound is weaker than the sound, the interval is longer than one breath.

Tang Ling sat on the other side of the bed and spread out his diary.

[28th day, rain]

I came with her, and then she slept in this day, I was swallowed by despair. It's over.

Then, Tang Ling dropped the pen in his hand and closed the diary.

This sentence is the last trace of him and the other shore, if there is a latecomer.

The curtains fluttered tirelessly.

There was a drizzle of rain outside the window. Since Tang Ling went down the mountain, it has been floating to the present, bringing a sudden chill that made Tang Ling's hair and clothes tide.

But who cares?

The trees on the shore are lush, like summer, and the yellow leaves floating on the lake in the distance are like autumn. Pulling the other side's hand, Tang Ling looked down and looked quiet like winter.

This is the end.

The singing voice echoed back and forth in the room at this time:

"If sadness is deeper than happiness,

I wish I could accompany you as well.

When you look up, there will always be dense clouds,

Just recognize that you have no regrets. "

Tang Ling lit a cigarette and seemed to return to the night when the Dark Harbor first met. At that moment, he lifted her veil...

"If bitter laughter is more real than tears,

I wish laughter was like a kiss.

As tomorrow's good scene goes far and near,

Still willing to hold this love no doubt. "

Tang Ling's eyes narrowed in the smoke, and he seemed to be standing on the beautiful road along the coast of the Dark Harbor again. The other shore passed him, and his hair crossed his face...

But the next moment, she appeared again, appeared in the life and death ring of him and Tang Long, when he opened his eyes, the corner of his mouth was the temperature on the lips of the other bank...

"No matter how low the temperature is before the era,

How fortunate that the long night does not need a person.

Any possibility exists in the future,

And you are the last pair of changes.

Only in front of the remaining light,

Leave two eyes to meet you.

I can still embrace each other so I am not afraid of sudden changes,

But afraid of missing.

I wish I would embrace sleep in time,

Keep the warmest side of the world.

The vast sea of ​​people spent warmth,

The coldest day. "

‘Bang’, Tang Ling was holding a cigarette and leaned her head gently against the wall. She always thought that there were not many memories but just deep feelings.

It turned out that there were many memories, and they both disturbed my heart, not sadness, but trance. Trance so that all memories began to interlace.

For a while, it seemed that she was back in her youth and she lived with Shan Shan. She was rubbing her ears and shouting'brother' on her back and in her arms. Eyes, eyes are full of love and attachment, smiling softly and lightly...

At this time, Tang Ling's thinking was a bit confusing, but he felt that his life was not long. In fact, he was always interlaced with the other side. From childhood to this time, the green plums and horses are dependent on chaos and life and death.

"No matter how low the temperature is in front of Ren, how lucky I don't need a person for a long night." Tang Ling's eyes were swollen, but there were no tears. He finally murmured and sang, finally lying on the other side, just like coming here On the first night, he buried his head in the hair neck of the other bank.

It was just that night, the other shore's body was still so warm, and by this time, it was so cold that it was desperate.

Tang Ling closed his eyes, the tears flowed quietly, and the long-pressed sadness made him suddenly breathless, and he could only hold the other side's hand, waiting for the last moment...

Despite the constant reverberation of the singing, everything felt a deep sense of death.

Tang Ling was faint and dazed, and seemed to see the picture in his dream again.

"No, brother, you lied to me." Shanshan turned her head, pale face, stepped back step by step, the false four-color velvet in hand.

"They can't fly far. They are too weak, like me..." Shan Shan smiled sadly: "Can only stay in the settlement forever?"

The wind blew and suddenly rolled up a small body.

"No!" Regardless of dreaming a hundred times, thousands of times, Tang Ling can never accept such a picture, he reached out his hand and wanted to catch Shan Shan.

In the wind, a warm hand held him. He looked up and saw the other shore. She was wearing Shan Shan's clothes, just like Shan Shan was blown back by the wind and grew up in an instant.

Her eyes are warm, with a deep attachment and admiration for herself.

"Tang Ling..." She smiled and shouted Tang Ling's name, then landed, gently hugged Tang Ling, rubbed Tang Ling's ears: "Brother..."

Tang Ling froze a little, then hugged hard.

"Brother, are you going to send me a real four-color velvet? Will such a four-color velvet fly far?" The other bank leaned on Tang Ling's shoulder.

"I..." Tang Ling remembered that he had been sculpting a four-color velvet, but he hadn't finished it yet.

He always has things to do, battle after battle.

Suddenly he remembered the sentence in the diary of the survivor,'I only found out that I didn't get rain with you, and if I didn't have this despair, would I remember to do such a thing with you in my lifetime. Thing? ’

And he is not the same, why did not give that gift in the end? !

Tang Ling let go of the other bank, and he began to panic, looking for the unfinished four-color velvet.

But how to find it, just can't find it.

Tang Ling's heart was full of regrets, sorrow, sadness... and then he woke up suddenly.

The singing in the room was still echoing, the rain outside the window did not know when it stopped, and the warm colors of the setting sun lightly scattered in the room.

Actually, fell asleep?

Tang Ling shook his head, trying to wake himself up, but his face became very ugly at the next moment, just in his dream... Is the other shore saying goodbye to himself?

Tang Ling was extremely sensitive at this time. He sat up and put his hand on the other side of the nose with some shaking.

Very, very weak breath, but the other shore is still alive!

"Hoo", Tang Ling gasped for a few moments, feeling slightly relaxed, but then suddenly heavier again, and he will always come at that moment, even if not now...

but!

Tang Ling jumped up from the bed violently and took out Xingyin Dingwei. He wanted to find the four-color velvet. This thing has always been important. Tang Ling always carried it with him. It was in the space. .

Almost can't wait, Tang Ling opened his space, but Tang Ling was stunned for the next moment.

His space was filled with dangdang, because in the past, because he received a lot of debris from the desert island, soil, trees and the like, and at the edge, there were the corpses of Wuzhuzhu.

Bury him.

Tang Ling could not raise hatred towards him. If he likened his love for the woman in the Star Council to his own love for the other shore, he really could not raise hatred.

It was because he and the other bank were about to face death. The complicated mood made Tang Ling decide to complete the burial of Wuyangzhu.

The corpse of the snakehead was removed from the space, and at this moment a little strange thing happened.

At the moment when the body of Wuzhuzhu came out of space, something seemed to burst apart, and various debris scattered all over the place.

Tang Ling's mood at this time is hard to have any other emotions, but as smart as he is, even if he does not deliberately think about it, he quickly understands the reason.

There should be a storage item on the body of Wuyangzhu that is the same as Xingyin Dingwei Blade, but it should not be as advanced as Xingyin Dingwei Blade, which directly opens up a different space.

The black snake beads are dead. No matter if the item does not have the energy support and spiritual support of the black snake beads, it finally loses its effect and explodes, so all the items inside are also scattered.

The life on the other bank has entered the countdown, and burying the black snake beads is already a matter of delaying time, and Tang Ling can't take care of packing these scattered items.

By the lake.

In less than a minute, Tang Ling had dug a hole, and a hollowed-out tree was barely counted as a coffin. Tang Ling put the black snake beads into it.

Then stood aside and lit a cigarette.

Anyway, the scenery here is very good, quietly left in a piece of space-time debris in the turbulent flow of time and space, and sleep under the shadow of the lake and wind trees, and Wuzhu will not object.

In fact, Tang Ling has also chosen the place where he and the other shore will eventually sleep, that is the hilltop.

If you want to ask why? The answer is actually simple. Although the lake and mountains are beautiful, Tang Ling sensitively perceives that the mountain that is incompatible with the surroundings, like a mountain that has entered the winter, retains the most real time rules?

Tang Ling wanted to be close to the truth with the other bank.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Tang Ling began to bury the black snake beads with soil, very fast, because the other shore was still waiting for him.

This puts the power of the pre-civilization like Superman. It is quite quick to do these trivial things. Is it good news?

Soon, a little lonely earth bag appeared lonely on the shore of the lake, and Tang Ling stood silently for five seconds...

Even the last farewell.

The next time, Tang Ling held a small bag in his hand, and he wanted to stand by the other side to finish the four-color velvet.

If before the completion, the other side has completely slept, then it must be completed, this four-color velvet Ying should accompany the other side with himself.

Not far behind Tang Ling, the energy hood shook rapidly. Even if you look at it, you can feel its agitated emotion... Maybe you know that Tang Ling is going to die?

Tang Ling glanced at the energy hood with an apologetic smile. The apologetic smile was because the promise might not continue.

Back in the house, the sunset was almost gone.

Mo Lan, who belonged to the night, began to faint in the sky, and the unturned singing continued. Tang Ling stood at the door of the room, but suddenly lost the courage to push the door open.

Or, shouldn't you bury the black snake beads? Should he stay by his side? At such times, how can such things disturb yourself and the other side?

But... when this happens, people become vulnerable and start to be full of illusions.

Just like Tang Ling would imagine, the post-civilization world described by the pre-civilization, according to the pre-civilization, was only kind enough during his lifetime to be relatively happy after death.

He wanted to do a kind thing to bless himself and the other shore, and be able to have some happiness after death.

Putting his hand gently on the door handle, Tang Ling almost used the greatest courage of his life to push open the door of the bedroom where the other bank was.

Can't you hear the other side's breath?

Could it be that while the other side was away, just...

Tang Ling is like a little boy. He couldn't help crying when he thought of it. He stood helplessly in the already dark room with his head hanging down, as if waiting for a trial...

"His", a soft breathing sound sounded, it seemed stronger than before...

"Exhale", and then the sound of exhalation came again. The rhythm of the interval seemed to be shorter than before, unlike every exhalation before, it was like dispersing my vitality...

Tang Ling raised his head violently, an incredible light flashed in his eyes.

He didn't dare to move. He was afraid that he was sad enough to have hallucinations. As soon as he walked, the breath would disappear and the beautiful hallucinations would be broken.

So, Tang Ling stood in the dark like this, the last light of the sunset fell on his silhouette, forming a silhouette full of fear and fear and full of caution.

Breathing still rang in Tang Ling's ear, stronger than ever, closer to normal rhythm, Tang Ling couldn't help but start laughing, the sound sounded like the most beautiful sound of nature.

Is this not an illusion? This should be...not an illusion? !

Tang Ling did not dare to look at the other side lying on the bed, but rushed to the sound and turned off the music!

Without the sound of music, the breathing sound is more obvious, this is not... really not an illusion!

What happened? Make the other shore seem better? Or is it the last "back to light"? Tang Ling is not sure whether there is really a glimpse of light, but he has been reading the book of pre-civilization recently, describing such phenomena...

Tang Ling didn't dare to turn around. At first glance was sad and sad, and the mood of suffering was causing him to turn his back to the other side, his hands on both sides of the sound, and tears kept falling in his eyes.

He was afraid, just afraid! Even in the face of life and death, Tang Ling, who had never been afraid of it, faced life and death this time. He was afraid of turning around until now.

The other side's breathing continued.

One minute, three minutes, five minutes....How long will it take to go back to the light? There is no concept in Tang Ling's mind.

But this breathing has begun to be strong, and is close to normal, but Tang Ling can hear it.

Tang Ling has created miracles many times, but he is not a person who believes in miracles, because he knows that behind the miracles, there are many calculations, layouts, regardless of the battle of life and death, plus... some luck.

The other side cannot improve for no reason, but why is this the case? Putting aside the uncertainties like back to the light, what is the reason?

After about seven or eight minutes of mental adjustments, Tang Ling was finally able to start thinking about some problems.

He wiped tears from the corners of his eyes, took a deep breath several times, and then walked to the door, lit the lamp in the room at once, then clenched his fists, clenched his teeth, and once again encouraged all the courage to look the other side.

Under the dim light, the other bank slept peacefully, and the powerful breathing was indeed her breathing, and her pale to almost transparent face had also improved a little, although it was still pale, but it was much more inexplicable on the lips Some scarlet.

Tang Ling's vision has always been excellent, but the scene before him made him unbelievable. He even rubbed his eyes, fearing it was an illusion.

He carefully approached the other shore and leaned over. The tip of his nose was less than five centimeters away from the other shore and observed...

Breathing sound, nothing wrong.

His face became better, nothing wrong.

The hand lightly touched the other side's cheek, and some temperature was restored slightly, nothing wrong.

What is important is that Tang Ling's current mental strength has been restored to a certain level, and he noticed that the vitality of the other shore has not passed away...

No! It's gone again!

Tang Ling watched silently, watching... Suddenly the arm that supported the body softened and fell off the bed all at once.

Tang Ling raised his arm, covering his eyes, trying to laugh, but couldn't help but lay on the floor and began to cry loudly.

Haven't you been crying so arrogantly from birth to now? But it doesn't matter! It really doesn't matter...Because she wasn't dead, the other bank was about to come alive!

No one knows how much strength in this lonely twenty days it takes to reach this last moment.

Tang Ling feels that his heart has been sharpened in twenty days, and it doesn't look like it was.

Tang Ling believes that he has gone through the longest growth in these twenty days, and he has only matured at this moment.

He has some different light on his body, which may be softer and warmer to life, more transparent to life and death, and to the color of his life, there is a large gray, there is no more So black and white.

Gray is also very good.

In fact, gray is a warm color, isn't it?

Tang Ling missed the crowd in these days, so he began to vaguely touch his inner voice, the direction he wanted.

Tang Ling was tortured by the love of life and death in these days, and he began to fear life.

In this piece of space-time debris, Tang Ling received one of the greatest and most meaningful trials.

"Here." The afternoon sun was dazzling. Tang Ling wiped the sweat from his forehead, picked a tomato from the vine, and threw it to the other shore.

The red tomatoes drew a beautiful parabola in the sun. The other side took it with a smile, wiped it casually on the sarong, and took a bite.

It's very sweet, with a bit of fruity acidity. This beautiful taste made the other shore narrow its eyes and took another bite.

"Delicious?" Tang Ling also squatted beside the other shore with a tomato in his mouth.

"Huh." Bi An nodded and reached out to touch Tang Ling's hair, like stroking a big dog.

"I planted it, it will not be bad." Tang Ling was eating tomatoes in a big mouth, not forgetting to wipe the juice from the corner of his mouth.

However, Tang Ling's gobbling food was already tomato juice in his hands, and the more dirty he made the other bank's face, the dirtier it became.

"You deliberately?" The other shore raised an eyebrow.

Tang Ling swallowed the tomatoes in his mouth and turned his head innocently and asked, "What did you mean?"

Looking at the other side's painted face, there was an unbearable smile in his eyes.

"Oh, it's nothing." The other shore looked a little silly, as if to believe Tang Ling, but the next second he wiped the remaining tomatoes on Tang Ling's face.

"You are a waste of food!" Tang Lingyi sternly accused the other shore.

But the other bank suddenly approached Tang Ling, licked his tongue on Tang Ling's cheek, and then whispered in Tang Ling's ear, "So, is it still wasteful?"

The other side's breath was so hot around Tang Ling's ear, Tang Ling blushed terribly, bowed his head, and looked so shy.

Suddenly, he looked up suddenly, holding the other shore's face, and kissed at the corner of her mouth.

This time it was the other side's eyes widened in surprise. Tang Ling was bored and shy in his bones. This was the first time he was so bold.

Before waiting to look back, Tang Ling had already run away, and he put away tomatoes in the field pretendingly.

"Hey..." Bi An thought it was a little funny and a little irritating.

In the sun, Tang Ling turned his head and smiled at the other bank: "It smells like tomatoes."

The other shore stopped talking and looked at Tang Ling's smile in the sunlight with one hand on his cheek. This young man is very handsome and really likes him.

Tang Ling was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't help turning his head back and forth, peeking at the other shore again and again, bowing his head and laughing.

Summer, dusk.

In the clear lake water, wash his hands and face clean, Tang Ling looked helplessly at the other side, but carefully cleaned his face and hands, and then took the other side's hand and stepped on the shore. Walking in the lake.

The wind gently blew Tang Ling's forehead's hair, and also the hair on the other side. The two walked in the sun like a painting.

It's been half a year.

Coming to this piece of space-time, half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

Time flows quickly, but it makes people unknowingly. When turning the book occasionally, there will always be a poem'Spring Sleep Does Not Know' in the other bank's head. Is this kind of time full of such taste?

In this place, the other shore is very safe.

She will never forget, when she opened her eyes, she turned around and saw Tang Ling's warm smile, behind him was a huge window.

Outside the window, the spring is vivid and the lake and mountains are beautiful.

Is it a dream? Or has it entered the world of death?

The other side is a little unclear, such quietness and happiness will not appear? However, Tang Ling picked her up from the bed.

"Your body, there is no problem now, trust me." Tang Ling's tone was firm.

"You should have come out to have a look. I have been lonely for a long time, and I have waited for you for a long time." Tang Ling's tone began to feel aggrieved.

Unable to understand the situation on the other side, Tang Ling was taken to the courtyard in front of the house and was carefully placed in a soft single chair.

As for Tang Ling, the whole person has jumped into the yard.

"Look, this is the tomato I planted, you know? Tomatoes, a kind of delicious food in the pre-civilization, um, fruit? This is not important!"

"Look, this is small cabbage. During these days, I used to pull two in the yard to cook soup for you."

Speaking of which, Tang Ling looked at the other shore: "If you want to add vitamins, you know?"

"This is a fruit tree. I stole it in someone else's yard. Is it an apple?"

"this is..."

Tang Ling kept introducing to the other shore, showing off with a tone of excitement, looking very excited, like to say to the other shore all the words that he hadn't finished for a long time.

At first, the other bank's expression was confused, then slightly surprised, and finally turned into a sweet and gentle smile, quietly looking at Tang Ling.

At this time, Tang Ling jumped back and looked at the other bank: "I have no time to waste, am I awesome?"

"Great, it turns out that being a farmer is so great." Bi An laughed.

"You just like to praise me so much." Tang Ling clutched her head in embarrassment.

At this time, the other bank suddenly hugged Tang Ling: "Where are we? Am I dreaming? Or..."

The smile and shyness on Tang Ling's face disappeared at once, and he hugged the other side with his backhand. The voice became calm: "We are in a place isolated from the world. Maybe, I can't go back."

"That's fine." Bi An closed his eyes.

"Well, very good. It was only when you came that you were unconscious and almost..." Tang Ling's hands increased in intensity, remembering that feeling, his heart will still hurt.

He hugged the other shore with some pain, but the other shore didn't speak. She now knew her own situation and everything.

"I'm scared." Tang Ling looked up and looked at the other bank, his eyes suddenly turned red.

Such a stranger, Tang Ling? The other shore reached out and touched Tang Ling's face gently with his fingers.

Tang Ling smiled: "However, everything is fine now."

"Yes, everything is fine, I'm not dead." The other bank suddenly pointed at Tang Ling with a mischievous smile.

"Yeah, you're not dead!" Tang Ling cheered and hugged the other shore again, unable to turn around.

Very happy, really happy, like coming to heaven from hell.

"I'm hungry."

"I will cook for you."

"Do people like Tang Ling still cook? Isn't it just fighting?"

"The fighting is also very powerful, I practice every day, I am even stronger than before."

With the sound of "Poo", the other shore suddenly laughed, and has been awake for more than three months. I remembered the scene before waking up, but I still remember it.

Time is still unaware, the days with Tang Ling...

"What are you laughing at?" Tang Ling turned around and asked a little curiously.

"No laugh, I'm tired. I'm going to rest." The sun is no longer so dazzling, it has softened towards the evening.

"You are as strong as a female beast. Are you tired?" Tang Ling raised his eyebrows. He was telling the truth. After the other bank recovered, it was able to slowly absorb something full of energy.

Tang Ling will not be stingy towards the other shore. The resources left by the owner of the desert island, plus the resources he had previously stored in the space, are very sufficient.

Therefore, every day the other shore is living a more luxurious life than the top nobles outside, it is indeed very strong...

It's impossible to get tired after a while!

The other shore is almost speechless. In Tang Ling's mind, it is estimated that the men and the women are the same, and they are all wild boars.

As for coquetry or something? What alien language is that, don't understand.

But who is the other shore? It’s the queen! She was too lazy to talk nonsense to Tang Ling. She walked to Tang Ling's front and pulled Tang Ling forcibly, sitting down on a slanting tree trunk that reached the surface of the water.

Tang Ling's resistance is invalid!

The lake water is very cool, the lake wind is soothing, and the other side fiddles with the lake water. It is a bit regretful that there is no other creature except one egg in this lake.

What is that egg? It was Tang Ling, who was a ‘mother’, and the egg he fed was said to be a super-level beast reborn and turned into an egg.

Well, since Tang Ling said so, then so be it.

The other bank believes, no matter how ridiculous the world and times are, as long as Tang Ling is true, it will be fine.

Looking at the fun of playing with the water on the other side of the lake, Tang Ling also started playing with it, but unfortunately he didn't understand how to master it. When he played with it, the water splashed immediately.

"Stop." The other shore turned his head and squinted at Tang Ling.

"Oh." Tang Ling was very obedient.

The other bank leaned on Tang Ling's shoulder, Tang Ling found a cigarette and looked at the sky covered with sunset, he waited for the starry sky to appear.

Here, seeing the stars always feels a very magical thing.

"Are you ready?" Pei An leaned against Tang Ling's shoulder and asked lazily.

"Are you ready?" Tang Ling didn't care.

"I mean, the formal advancement is the Purple Moon Warrior." He looked at the distance and said softly.

"You said that, one day you are in a good mood, let's move on, I don't care." Tang Ling's toes flicked and splashed a few splashes of water.

"It's not like you. You used to be..."

"That was before, not now." Tang Ling was very relaxed. He was really relaxed and spit out a cigarette.

"But we always have to go out, don't we?" The other shore looked up and looked at Tang Ling.

"Do you want to go out? I think this is also very good." Tang Ling was serious.

The other shore was silent, no longer speaking, but leaned against Tang Ling again, and said after a long time: "Go out, there are so many people who care about you outside, Han Xing, Luo Li that day Ah, fat man, have you forgotten how sad they are?

"Ding Ling, will Ding Dong cry? What does boss Huang think?"

The other shore's words seemed whispering, but Tang Ling frowned, and he clenched the other shore's hand.

"Are you uneasy about going out?" asked Pei An.

"No, I didn't put down the practice. Instead, because of the ups and downs several times, the energy has accumulated again and again, and the body has been exhausted again and again, and the body seems to have been tempered again... became more solid than ever." Tang Ling did not lie and stood behind him, which did bring him benefits.

With sufficient energy supply, Tang Ling did not have any worries about it, and he just made great progress every day.

Not only that, but the quiet and leisurely life here has given Tang Ling a lot of time to study something else.

The books exchanged from the realm of dreams became the biggest pass at this time.

Fighting skills, cultivation of moral ethics, world pattern...etc. Tang Ling's accumulation is now more abundant than ever, and his current combat power is even stronger than before! Will things produced by Dreamland be worse? All are fine.

The most important thing is that Tang Ling spent a huge price in the Dream Realm in exchange for a roll of bamboo slips. The bamboo slips were plain and unremarkable. The name was "Forging Eye", but he did not expect that this forging eye was actually the world. No, it should be the best book for the entire universe.

What is it? What it actually explains is the ability that Tang Ling has been with since birth—precision instinct!

Through it, Tang Ling learned that the real name of precision instinct is not called precision instinct at all, but called ‘Lingyan’!

Literally means the eyes of the soul.

These eyes are the real eyes, the eyes of insight, and the eyes of thoroughness. When the spiritual eyes are tempered to a high depth, they will become truly real, begin to see everything, and then see through everything.

It includes-any rules!

When I saw these explanations, even in this isolated place, Tang Ling was shocked by heartbeat. If this is really the case, wouldn't this ability be unsolvable? From another perspective, any talent is useless in front of him, because his eyes can crack its essence.

If his ability is strong enough, he can copy any ability, because-see through the essence, and not all essence is energy?

‘Energy can be transformed into thousands and energy is conserved. ’

‘All laws are the evolution of energy. ’

‘The spirit eyes see through the disguise of energy. ’

These few words are proof of Tang Ling's thoughts! Clear records on the forging eyes.

Tang Ling couldn't wait to see it, and then he was shocked to find that the cultivation method mentioned in Forging Eyes was exactly the same as the boss Huang taught him.

The only difference is that in forging eyes, the way of tempering the spirit eyes is more complete, and boss Huang taught him only part of it.

This discovery made Tang Ling lost in thought.

Since meeting Uncle Su Xiao, in fact everything has been arranged? Uncle Su Xiao let him get change, but boss Huang is teaching him, and he is teaching in the right direction...

Are all these arrangements purely coincidental? Tang Ling absolutely does not believe it.

Is there anyone who doesn’t, Tang Feng?

Tang Ling didn't think too much. After all, he had reached a place isolated from the world. Everything in the Ziyue era seemed to have nothing to do with himself.

Tang Ling's lack of fighting spirit is because he is very satisfied and just stays with the other shore in this place...

He hasn't started the practice of forging eyes, this practice is very difficult, and it is difficult to achieve in this time and space debris.

But Tang Ling also knows that if he wants, there is no way here, combined with the island island owner's guess about this piece of space-time debris... In fact, this is the most suitable place for cultivation!

"What are you thinking about?" Tang Ling's silence made the other shore unable to keep asking.

"I didn't think about anything, but I was a little hungry. Let's go back to dinner? Tonight, I'd like to watch a movie." Tang Ling put aside the disturbing thoughts in his head and turned back to smile at the other bank with ease.

"Okay. Before you go, don't you look at your eggs?" Bi An asked Tang Ling.

"Me..'s egg?" Tang Ling suddenly felt that there was something wrong with this sentence.

The other bank is a girl, so she can't understand why Tang Ling is shy again.

Tang Ling certainly cannot say more, he is afraid of being beaten.

As soon as he jumped into the water, Tang Ling dived into the lake and really went to see that... egg, the other side looked at Tang Ling's back, and his eyes suddenly became complicated.

A little sad, a little bit sad, and some lost.

In fact, the days here are really good.

The movie ends.

A classic "John's Salvation" that is said to be very popular in the previous civilization is also very beautiful.

The other side pulled Tang Ling excitedly to discuss the plot for a long time, which was on the sofa, and fell asleep.

Tang Ling leaned on his arm and looked at the sleeping face of the other bank for a long time. Then he felt relieved and took the other bank to her bedroom and covered her quilt.

I don’t know why, is it a sequelae left? Tang Ling is always a little afraid of sleeping on the other side. He must watch the other side sleeping peacefully and breathing smoothly to be completely at ease.

He even developed a habit. When he wakes up every day, he must first rush into the other bank's bedroom to make sure that the other bank is well.

He was afraid that when he woke up, the other shore would disappear, and everything was just a dream.

Later, the other bank seemed to know Tang Ling's thoughts. Every time he would get up early and read a book in bed with his clothes on. When Tang Ling rushed in, he gave him a reassuring smile.

At night, it became quiet.

Tang Ling did not leave the room on the other bank, but took out the tools and materials from his bag and began to complete the four-color velvet.

Since the other shore is already okay, and since he is lucky to have obtained a long time, this four-color velvet must be a fine product.

Tang Ling is now well-stocked, with super alloys and bones of super-level beasts, as well as related books. In the Dreamland, he has exchanged books like the formation method.

He wants to make a unique four-color velvet for the other shore, to protect the other shore, and to allow the other shore to be worn on the body at any time, can increase her beauty...

He wants to do what he has learned all his life.

Tang Ling was sculpting very seriously. From time to time, he would turn his head to look at the other bank. The other bank slept peacefully, his limbs stretched out, and the bead hanging on his neck rolled to the side.

Looking at the bead, Tang Ling's heart was filled with gratitude, and that was the key to being able to escape from the other side.

This bead comes from Wuzhu Zhu, Tang Ling's amazing memory can't go wrong. In that chaotic naval battle that day, Cai Wuzhu picked up the yet-dead Wuzhu Zhu, just put this bead into his mouth, Then Wuyangzhu recovered.

Before, Tang Ling did not care about this bead.

The first is because Tang Ling didn't notice so many details under the circumstances at that time. Whether the beads returned to the Caiwu beads or was collected by Wuzhu Zhu, Tang Ling didn't know.

The second is because the things of the mermaid are effective for humans? Again, Tang Ling is not sure whether the bead is a stimulating or a recovery function.

Finally, because Tang Ling felt that the tears of Poseidon were the best recovery items, can that bead be compared with the tears of Poseidon?

Tang Ling is not a **** after all, he is just a clever boy who is almost demon.

"It seems that a kind thought..." Tang Ling didn't say anything. He still couldn't believe some unreal things.

Even though, this escape from death did have a lot to do with his temporary good intentions.

He wanted Wuzhu Zhu to get a resting place after death, but as a result, Wuzhu Zhu ‘returned’ his pearl of life.

Seemingly thanking Tang Ling for his kindness, and seemingly sorry, he was blinded by love and forced Tang Ling and the other shore to such a point.

Some things are really unclear.

Tang Ling got up and put the bead that rolled down aside into the pajamas on the other shore again. He couldn't rest assured that this bead was a little farther away from the other shore, even if it was only a little.

He will always remember that in the dim night at that moment, he turned around and found the surprise when the other shore began to get better.

He began to look for the reason frantically, and finally in the pile of debris dropped by the snakehead, he determined the mood of the bead.

This made Tang Ling feel destined to everything! Because that bead just rolled down on the other side of the bed, and it was the closest thing to the other side.

If it is farther away, is there any effect? Tang Ling remembered that Caiwuzhu had stuffed the beads into Wuzhuzhu's mouth at that time...

Tang Ling also wanted to try this, but the other side, who seemed better, seemed to be able to express a little bit of her will, and she resisted.

So Tang Ling made a necklace and hung the beads on the other bank's chest.

This is effective! very effective! Tang Ling's rational judgment made him seize the only chance.

Ever since the beads were hung up, the other shore seemed to be one day at a time. Slowly, I was able to eat energetic food. Slowly, I would open my eyes and move my limbs, although the consciousness was not yet sober...

Tang Ling was afraid that Pei An had been in a coma for too long, and his brain function was damaged. He did not expect this magic bead, or the reason why nutrition has been replenished, and it was pure energy from the Purple Moon era. Pei An recovered very well. The body is even better than before the coma...

Tang Ling is grateful for all this, no matter how, he has a new understanding of the word good... which is very strange in the Ziyue era.

The beads were put back, but Tang Ling was stunned for a long time.

The snowy white in front of the chest of the other side's pajamas. When you put the beads in, the heartbeat... there is no way. In the end, it is also a normal and **** teenager.

It's just... Some things, Tang Ling has his own insistence, it should not be now. Perhaps, the other side...

Will the other bank think of such a thing? Tang Ling swallowed a spit, simply packed everything and walked out of the house.

Outside the courtyard, the stars are brilliant.

The quietness at this time allowed Tang Ling to finally sink his mind to think about some things, for example, about advanced, about this piece of space-time debris.

The diary of the survivor, he and the other bank read it together.

In fact, the survivor persisted for a year and a half, and finally collapsed.

He chose to use a secret he discovered, and finally let himself end.

In the last diary, he wrote that he didn't know if he could succeed? However, judging from everything here now, he succeeded, and the secret he discovered was true.

With the sound of ‘ding’, Tang Ling lit the lighter in his hand. This was a very interesting lighter left by the survivors. The ‘ding’ sound when opening the lid made Tang Ling feel very good.

If you can really go out, take it with you.

Tang Ling looked at the flame of the lighter in a daze. It took several seconds before he lit the cigarette in his hand.

What is this secret? It is far beyond human cognition, whether it is a pre-civilized person or a person in the Purple Moon era.

That's the place. On the last day of each year, there will be a mysterious power to restore everything.

This is what Tang Ling can come up with, the shortest and most direct explanation.

If you want to make it easier to understand, then this piece of space-time debris is like a strong refrigerator, ‘freezing’ everything here.

In other words, everything here can only be circulated in a year's time, and after a year, everything will return to its original state.

This is difficult to understand, but it is an iron fact.

The only thing that can avoid that force is at that mountain, so the time at that mountain and the time outside the mountain are staggered.

The small space at the top of the hill is the normal time rule, or the normal time originally in this place.

Outside the hill, it takes ‘one year’ as the unit of time. After one year, everything goes to zero.

This zeroing is also an incomprehensible zeroing. To give a simple example, just like Tang Ling once took five packs of cigarettes in the supermarket, after that strength, those five packs of cigarettes will appear neatly again in the There!

This is contrary to the most basic physical theory, and Tang Ling cannot explain how the disorder of the law of space and time is done.

Perpetual motion? Inexhaustible? This is definitely not the case!

According to the owner of the desert island, this is just the power of retrospective time. People in this space are somewhat similar to those in the realm of dreams, but they are not exactly the same, and they are not real.

This is difficult to understand, at least Tang Ling can't understand.

In his understanding, he only knows that in this fragment of time, the only "real" land that is suitable for him and the other side is only that small mountain, and the hope is there.

It is not possible to stay here for a long time, nothing will become eternal.

The power of backtracking is also limited. When it is exhausted, it is when this piece of spacetime collapses.

Although even the owner of the desert island cannot tell when it will collapse? After all, it is in a huge river of time and space energy...

It is very likely that Tang Ling will run out of his life and it will not collapse here.

Tang Ling thought, several fireflies flew in the grass not far from Tang Ling, and then flew to Tang Ling.

Here, the only life that can exist is insects.

Not to mention Tang Ling, even the island owner of the desert island did not guess the reason... However, in such a lonely place, Tang Ling cherishes these insects, and the breath of life is precious.

After watching the fireflies for a while, Tang Ling began to recall the words of the other bank.

Did not touch? Not at all concerned? That's fake.

If these are not enough to become the motivation for Tang Ling to go out, then a kind of urgency that comes from the deep heart, Tang Ling can't speak, is becoming more and more clear.

It seems to be screaming, but what exactly will it scream?

Tang Ling spread his limbs and looked up at the twinkling starry sky. How many billions of years ago were those stars? Was projected in this piece of space-time debris.

And he and the other shore, are the quiet old dead here, disappearing? Or will it become a star that can shine in its own space and time?

What does the other bank think? She has a powerful talent that does not lose to herself! She is definitely not an ordinary girl, she may also want to shine?

Tang Ling thought that what he said in the afternoon might be an answer.

He choked off the cigarette, decided, and advanced to become a Purple Moon Warrior tomorrow.

The other side is also her accumulation.

According to the owner of the desert island, among the debris of time and space, there is a huge advantage that the outside world absolutely does not have-the law of time and space.

If you choose to advance on that hill, you will get unexpected benefits.

Is that so? Tang Ling stood up and stretched a lazy waist. I don’t know why, after deciding to go out, the secret little flame in the heart burned with a sudden ‘hump’.

He felt happy sincerely, and then he couldn't help laughing.

The other bank was not actually asleep. After Tang Ling left, she opened her eyes. Through the huge window of her bedroom, she just could see Tang Ling sitting in the courtyard in silhouette.

She looked at Tang Ling lighting a cigarette, watched Tang Ling silent, watched Tang Ling frown and think, and then watched Tang Ling stretch out a lazy, sideways smile.

Most importantly, even at a distance, even if it was just a profile, she could see the light in Tang Ling's eyes.

She actually...understands that even if there is no reason, Tang Ling is not the kind of person who can be restrained. It is too pitiful to trap him here.

Tang Ling is the kind of dragon in Chinese legend who wants to rise into the sky and dive into the deep sea. He wants to fly freely, and he is destined to leave his strong pen in this era.

No one, even if he can be the reason to stop him.

Even if he could stop him, bind him here, and selfishly let him spend his whole life with him, it would kill the deepest desire in his heart and take half of his most glittering life.

The other bank would not do this. She all knew that Tang Ling seemed passive, and had an initiative deep in his heart that he did not know, and could also be called ambition.

"Actually... I remembered everything, brother..." The other shore stretched out his hand slightly, and the shadow of his hand was gently placed behind the silhouette of Tang Ling, seeming to support Tang Ling.

No wonder it is sad at first sight, attachment at the first thought, and the interdependence in childhood is life, even if the memory is strangled, how can the emotions deep in the soul be strangled?

Isn’t it right to fall in love with Tang Ling? Since childhood, he has been his own hero. The most admired figure and the most secure embrace are all from him.

Brother or something... The other shore never cared, anyway, there is no blood relationship, where will there be a burden? At this point, Bi An and Tang Ling seem to be real brothers and sisters. What do others' eyes do to themselves? Not hurting others, but never embarrassing yourself, this is attitude.

Fortunately, since I was a child, I can grow up with him like this, and feel that his life has not missed much time...

A smile appeared on the corner of the other side of the mouth. She suddenly remembered a past in her childhood. She would definitely take it out and ask Tang Ling later, was he serious at that time?

The other bank's eyes were a little blurred.

She seemed to see the settlement of her childhood, the small bushes of thorns, the grasses blown by the wind, and the thick but charming piece of purple on the hill.

I forgot why I cried? I only remember Tang Ling crouching beside him, using a piece of meat, and a few wildflowers to coax himself awkwardly.

He chuckled and lay in his arms, and was finally coaxed by him, laughing happily, and rewarding the general saying: "Brother, I grew up and want to marry you."

"Brother and sister can't get married." Tang Ling rubbed her hair and picked her up, ready to go home.

The other shore pouted and began to cry again: "I will marry my brother, I will..."

Tang Ling was at a loss, so no comfort was possible. In the end, she could only pat the back of the other bank: "Okay, get married, anyway... Anyway, I was adopted by my aunt and uncle, and we are not related by blood."

On the other side of the bed, she covered her mouth with a quilt and laughed.

Why is this fool so serious at that time? If you remember correctly, you were only four years old? He said to himself that there is no blood relationship? Is he serious?

There is light in the other bank's eyes.

His fingers swayed, and he unconsciously stroked Tang Ling's cheek.

"I remember your last words, fool..." Bi An couldn't help himself.

What is the final dialogue?

"Brother, what is not related to blood?"

"In other words, we were not born to a father and mother, but I am still your brother."

"Oh, can I marry you like this?"

"Should? No problem?"

"That elder brother, you have to count your words and don't lie to me."

"Well, don't lie to you."

"We pull the hook."

"Pulling hook..." Peigan hooked his finger and seemed to remember the temperature that Tang Ling's thumb covered when he pulled the hook that day.

Looking up, Tang Ling disappeared, but Tang Ling's footsteps sounded outside the door.

The other side quickly pulled the quilt, lay down, and pretended to sleep.

Tang Ling walked into the room, surprised that the other bank's breath was a little quick, after all, everything could not escape the precise instinct.

Is there any problem on the other side? Tang Ling rushed past without thinking, lying on the other shore, touching her heartbeat, and carefully feeling whether the vitality of the other shore was passing again...

Vitality has not passed! But why is the heartbeat so fast?

Tang Ling stared at the other bank for a long time, and the other bank's face began to redden quickly. Tang Ling's body was hot and almost squeezed his fist.

After more than ten seconds of silence, Tang Ling's heartbeat was approaching a critical point. He snarled before leaving the bed on the other side.

"The other side, I decided. I will advance tomorrow, and you want it, so do you know," Tang Ling pretended to be indifferent.

Sugan suddenly felt extremely annoyed and sat up: "Are you coming in to tell me this?"

"Otherwise?" Tang Ling couldn't figure out what else should he say? Is it because the other shore pretends to be asleep in order to say something to itself?

"No, I am sleepy and want to sleep." The other shore lay down, but was really angry, just grabbed the pillow and directly hit Tang Ling.

Tang Ling can definitely hide in the past, but he didn’t think about hiding. He was smashed inexplicably, but he didn’t dare to mess with the other shore, so he just mumbled away.

Closed the door, Tang Ling showed a smile at the door, no matter what the future is, wherever there is always the other side, isn't it?

"Stupid." At the same time, the other shore also smiled gently.

The quietness of the years, after a huge torture in Tang Ling, after growing up, finally gave Tang Ling like a pity for God.

Tang Ling has been in that piece of space-time for 217 days.

However, the law of space and time there is chaotic. In the normal time and space of the Purple Moon era, more than two years have passed since Tang Ling disappeared.

This is essentially unfair to Tang Ling.

Just like the genius who is the same starting point, others have more than half of his time for no reason.

But this group of geniuses is the strongest group of humans after the Purple Moon era, and the number is more than ever.

They are destined to dazzle.

The name Tang Ling is like a falling meteor. Even if it is glorious when it crosses the sky, it can't stay, it will eventually be forgotten.

Now that the world has changed dramatically, how many people remember Tang Ling?

In the blizzard, Han Xing grabbed a handful of snow on the ground and, in the absence of pollution, stuffed it into his mouth.

Outside the Iron and Blood City, it is also called Waiwai.

Any existence here is full of unknowns, no creature can be underestimated, and any little detail can become a deadly existence.

But in order to survive, in order to complete the tasks that a soldier should complete, sometimes it is necessary to make all kinds of dangerous choices in the extreme environment, just like the snow swallowed now, if you don’t swallow, you will be thirsty to death .

A bite of cold snow turned into water and was swallowed. Han Xing's thirsty body seemed to be better, and even with a sense of spirit, he could concentrate again.

He led the squad here for three days, just to wait for a squad in the dungeon, which was rumored to have vital intelligence for humans.

Eliminate this team, capture the important people of the team, and intercept the intelligence. This credit must be won.

Han Xing lay quietly in the snow, squeezing his fist quietly. His action was actually a covert operation. He didn't have the instructions above and violated his original mission.

But it must be chosen in this way. In the days of Iron and Blood City, no, it should be more than two years, Han Xing's heart has been holding a huge unknown fire.

But not only him, but his team, all the twelve players, also filled with unknown fire.

The world has changed a lot. The current world pattern is far from the original one.

The forces of the top ten safe cities have fallen.

Because it is rumored that the owners of the top ten safe cities have actually disappeared, it is likely that they collectively went to find a secret place and then died.

Of course, the top ten forces vehemently denied this rumor, and even the emperor Han of the top ten forces appeared together with the other three forces.

However, there is still no way to break this rumor. It is not too difficult to pretend to be a person in the Purple Moon era.

There is only one way to distinguish between false and true, and that is a strong shot.

These ten major city masters, no matter who made the shot, cannot be imitated by others. Their strength has been so strong that they cannot be imitated, with strong personal characteristics.

Furthermore, what is the status of people who can imitate them? Could it come out to imitate?

So... under such circumstances, the Star Council could not be quiet at this time, and began to provoke some emerging forces to continue to test the bottom line of the top ten safe cities.

In the Ziyue era, I was never afraid of virtue being uncoordinated. I was afraid that only strength was uncoordinated. Since the top beams of the top ten safety cities were not there, they had to divide part of nature.

The war started again, although it was only a small-scale local war.

This is a new and old exchange of forces, a law that history cannot defy, and this is what the Star Council released.

Thinking of this, Han Xing whispered, he has never had a good impression of the Star Council. This kind of provoking war, which is still used to cover up with history, still deceives a fool.

In more than two years, Han Xing, who has experienced too many things, even began to suspect that the Ayutthaya is missing. Is it also the news released by the Star Council?

But politely, in the face of provocation, the ten strong security cities that have always been strong, even Zhengcheng, have adopted a patient attitude.

It really makes those provoked emerging forces take a lot of cheap.

This also makes the guesses more confident about their own doubts~www.wuxiaspot.com~ So step by step, more aggressive.

However, although the attitude of the top ten security cities in the matter of the city owner is unclear, their status is also doomed. They are not soft persimmons.

Even if the worst may be true, the lord of the city has disappeared. Can it be accumulated over the years to cultivate these talented talents?

So, to a certain point, the top ten safe cities are ready to start a counterattack.

The emerging forces that have benefited can no longer stop. They are arched to the stage, tearing their faces, and they are destined not to return to the past.

The two sides began to engage in war. The scale of the war ranged from small-scale disputes at the beginning to regional wars to the end of the war!

If this is the case, the Iron and Blood City will no longer be safe. This is definitely the biggest war, larger than the battle between the Dragon Army and the Star Council.

At this time, what people did not expect is-Steel Blood City shot.