Dark Moon Era

Tang Ling couldn't describe his mood at that moment.

When he looked at the setting sun before him, the grasslands were fragmented, when he felt the long evening breeze gradually diminished, and when there was no sound of singing in the distance...

There was a blank in his mind.

The darkness of the blockbuster reappeared, and Tang Feng's shadow was so faint as to be invisible, but the signature sneer was still exceptionally clear.

"Don't..." A ribbon of cold fear rose in Tang Ling's heart. It felt that he was not unfamiliar at all, it was buried deep in his heart. When he lost his mother-in-law and younger sister, he was angry, helpless and desperate. Collapse, and want to desperately grasp that trace of warmth in this era, but can't grasp anything, unable to face the future weakness.

He didn't even know that he yelled out the word ‘Don’t. It was his father, was he? After all, I just enjoyed a little bit of warmth from him. In fact, I have always wanted it in my heart, right?

Tang Ling hated such a scene, he couldn't think, he just started to subconsciously shout out: "No, don't go."

"Don't! Don't disappear like this!"

But what's the use of yelling? In this world, if you shout with your own mind, you can change some sadness, sadness, and injustice. Then the shouting of this world will never stop every day, right?

Therefore, Tang Feng's figure disappeared after all.

The piece of "Sunset Evening Sing" that filled people's hearts with peace was also completely broken, leaving a hollow black.

Tang Ling looked helplessly, sadly, and then sat down heavily.

Tang Feng appeared, but didn't answer any of his own questions. Why did he abandon his mother? Why leave him and Tang Long? What is the memory of his disappearance? As a father, what he wants to do, his philosophy, his...

But... why do you want to be so lyrical? It seems that a sentence or two can make up for what he and Tang Long have been missing in more than ten years?

Tang Ling's fist was clenched tightly. He didn't want to admit it at all. It was just a few words that seemed unintentional, but made his heart extremely sad and soft.

"Dad..." Tang Ling still had anger on his face, but he murmured weakly. In fact, the two words "Dad" are less respectful than the words "Father", but they are a little bit more respectful. kind.

Only the guy who has always been loved can yell "Daddy, Daddy" unscrupulously and casually, right?

As soon as this thought appeared, Tang Ling felt like he was surrounded by boundless loneliness at this moment. Some sadness was not longing, but longing but never admitted, until he believed that he never longed.

Tang Ling told herself since she was a child that her mother must be warm.

He had never expected his father, like a stubbornness engraved in his bones. At this moment, he knew that he yearned for his father, yearned for his company, his appreciation, his...care, and Do you worship him?

Hanging his head, Tang Ling suddenly wanted to hold Bi An's hand at this moment to let the warmth dispel the sadness in his heart.

Something that I have been reluctant to delve into, for example, is the other side Shanshan? But when Tang Feng said the name An Han, Tang Ling almost surely believed that Shanshan was Bi An, and Bi An's real name was mentioned.

Why is it so? Didn't Tang Feng say that anyway? Don't lose An Han! He also believes? ! And the girl next to him is the other side, he knows it? After all, his mental power is lurking in Xiaozhong, he can see some things.

Or did you see it long ago? Since the first encounter with Bi An, that unique attachment that Bi An has shown to herself is not only what Shanshan has?

Of course, this will not affect anything. Tang Ling has decided long ago, but if Bi An is really Shan Shan, then it is destined to be more than love between him and Bi An, it is destined to be dependent on each other, and beyond. Love it.

Don't separate, and don't be a sorrow. Tang Ling's fear is still continuing at this moment. In this era, he has already endured too much grief firmly.

So, really don’t have a sad farewell again, no more...

Tang Ling's fists were tightly clenched, and his mood was extremely unstable, so unstable that he could barely maintain the world of visualization.

In the darkness, Tang Ling imagined that the path of his double helix gene chain began to tremble constantly, flashing in this darkness, and in the dizziness that made people extremely dizzy, it had already appeared broken. The sign.

Perhaps it was that ‘dad’ or Tang Ling’s weakness, fear and sorrow at the moment, which made Tang Feng’s mental power unable to bear to dissipate.

Tang Feng's voice appeared again in the darkness.

"The grassland in the sunset just now..."

Tang Ling raised her head abruptly, without Tang Feng's figure, but Tang Feng's voice was so clear in his ears.

"It's my hometown, and that's your hometown. That evening, when I left, the last time I looked at my hometown was like this. I never forgot. You have to go back and see if you have time."

Tang Ling stood up without answering Tang Feng, but the geographical location that Tang Feng said next remained deeply in Tang Ling's heart.

"Take Tang Long, he should also go and see. There, you can do a lot of good things, such as marrying your beloved girl and drinking with your lifelong friends for three days and three nights."

"Because, that's hometown. Son, remember to have a sense of support and fearlessness. Including the road you have to take in the future and the responsibilities you have to bear."

"I will still guard you. You also tell Tang Long with these words, whether... he is like you or not, he will not forgive my father."

"Remember, I will guard..."

"Remember, my heart is dependent..."

"Wow!" Tang Ling seemed to hear such a sound, as if something was broken, but it was broken with the most beautiful sound to soothe the sadness in people's hearts.

Tang Ling couldn't help looking toward the place where the sound was broken, and then saw a beautiful, twinkling starlight, like the fireworks of a former civilization.

At that moment, Tang Ling knew at once that this was the last strength of Tang Feng's spiritual power. He set off a firework for Tang Lingsheng, and finally formed a somewhat skewed heart awkwardly.

What do you want to express?

There were no tears in the visualized world, but Tang Ling, who was sitting cross-legged in reality, shed a tear in the corner of her eyes.

"Damn, hypocritical." Tang Ling turned his head.

At this moment, he quietly hugged his knees and looked at a branch outside the house, the other side of the newly stretched young leaves, suddenly turned his head and looked at the hut where Tang Ling was.

"Brother, it seems sad?"

"Tang Ling, what are you sad about? What did you see?" Bi An kept wiping the tears that kept flowing from the corner of his eyes.

She began to grieve for no reason. She didn't know why, but she was sure that at this moment, it was Tang Ling who was sad. She had been sticking to him, and the heart connected with him felt the sadness.

But in such sorrow, I was filled with a certain peaceful mood with hope, how beautiful, in my hometown, marrying the beloved girl with Tang Long, drinking with friends for three days and three nights...

Tang Ling's visionary world that was about to be broken began to gradually stabilize, and what he saw with the naked eye became tough, with an unbreakable firmness.

This is the result of self-will exercise, and it is also...

The heart is dependent and fearless!

Tang Ling read this sentence silently. He remembered that when Tang Long bid farewell to himself, he wanted to find the meaning of his next life by himself, did he find it? It seems that it has not been completely found.

However, in the heart at this moment, there is an inexplicably more prototype of meaning. Is this the ultimate heart?

The helpless sadness on Tang Ling's face, even the weak eyes, has gradually disappeared, replaced by a kind of usual tenacity that belongs to Tang Ling.

This is how Tang Ling will never give up, as before.

At this moment, many people flashed in front of Tang Ling's eyes-the Raptors team, including the dead Wei An, boss Huang, two glutinous rice balls, Luo brothers and sisters, Han Xing, Fatty, the four sons of southeast and northwest, Sai Muir wait...

Then there was Tang Long's back in the star-filled sea that night.

Finally frozen on the other side.

"Okay, go ahead." Tang Ling felt very at ease at the moment.

Her heart was warm enough, and this feeling of warmth was so strong, strong enough to warm the other side that had been weeping inexplicably in the courtyard, she also gradually felt at ease, she didn’t know when the tears stopped, and couldn’t help but smile, this The smile is so beautiful that the surrounding scenery is also beautiful.

"Brother, what difficulties did you overcome again?"

"Well, I'm all there."

Bi An was very at ease, and at this time, Tang Ling's will was conveyed to Bi An extremely clearly.

"wait for me."

Bi An turned his head in surprise, this is indeed what Tang Ling is telling him, not an illusion! How did he do that? Can be strong enough to convey their will with mental power.

You know, this is definitely something that a leap, or is about to be close to an advanced Purple Moon Warrior?

As everyone knows, Tang Ling's mental power is already very strong, but the existence of the perfect gene chain is so dazzling that he never thought of choosing the path of a leap.

The "King Kong Like a Mountain" taught by Tang Feng is even more of a top-notch knowledge in the Dreamland. After tempering the self-will, it is absolutely possible to convey one's simple will through mental power.

The doubt was only a moment, and soon Hian nodded to express that she knew. Tang Ling's breakthrough this time must take a long time. Although he doesn't know the reason, Tang Ling must have realized what?

In order to reassure himself, Tang Ling specially informed himself, so why not wait?

And at this moment, Bi An suddenly felt Tang Ling's hesitation.

What else does he want to say?

Then Hian heard two words.

"Shanshan."

These two words came suddenly, and the other side suddenly stood up, who had always been indifferent, and the cotton dress was fluttered by the wind on the mountain.

Time seems to stagnate at this moment.

Bi An's surprised expression seemed to be gradually faded by the wind, and then another beautiful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"I see, brother, wait for you."

Tang Ling originally sat cross-legged in the room, his calm and solemn face suddenly put on a smile, and then he was calm again.

The real sprint, let's start!

Towards the father...no, the mysterious world Tang Feng said is the core of the rules!

It took more than a month, and the snow season that made everyone, including the fierce beasts difficult, passed.

No one was surprised by the fickle weather around the Iron and Blood City, and of course no one was pleased with it.

Because of the snow season in the Iron Blood City, isn't it that way? It goes fast and comes fast.

In this difficult place, the change of seasons will drive people crazy. Cold and hot alternates at a very fast speed and endless cycle. Except at the end of April and the beginning of May, there will be 20 days of good weather at that time, soft and gentle. Like the spring described in the previous civilization.

At that time, the Steel Blood City, which has been fighting forever, would celebrate it if there is no special war event.

The soldiers will yell, ‘Look, this place is so tormented, but you can find any place inside the wall, will there be a pre-civilized spring? ’

"Inside the wall..." Zhanyi leaned on the chair and muttered softly as he looked at the undiminished Canxue outside the window.

Think about it this way, although the climate inside the wall is not that extreme, but the extreme temperature difference between day and night, and the seasonal climate is ‘exaggerated’ in every season, it is indeed impossible to find the climate like spring described by the previous civilization.

The adaptability of human beings is amazing. Together with the evolved animals and plants, no, it is all living creatures.

However, human beings are also "nostalgic". It should be regarded as a kind of nostalgia. Obviously, they have adapted to the extreme climate of the Purple Moon Era, but the spring of the Iron Blood City is still described by the soldiers here as heavenly comfort.

Zhanyi unbuttoned his neckline, opened the flap of his clothes slightly, and took a sip of the water at hand.

His actions were very ordinary, but Luwa, who was sitting on the wheelchair, tilted her head and looked very fascinated.

You must know that Luwa’s father is the only person in the world who can be called the "emperor". As a supreme figure, when he reaches this state, he will subconsciously pursue the posture of every word and every action, thus forming Own momentum.

Most of these gestures are domineering and graceful, and even the people around them naturally unnaturally form a set of so-called etiquette behaviors derived from the pre-civilization. Even if they are not imposing, they must also strive for a grace that is different from ordinary people.

This wingspan seemed to be naturally elegant, with a hint of fairy aura in his aura, which made people feel that he was not only a nobleman, but also a nobleman from the sky.

But he is obviously very ordinary, except for those very extraordinary eyes, which makes people feel addicted, think they should be the eyes that a very handsome person would have...

"What are you looking at?" Zhanyi turned his head and looked at Luwa.

At this time, the time for morning exercises has begun. In the large training ground outside the window, members of the Spark Brigade have appeared one after another. Every instructor here doesn't like people who are late, no matter what your identity or background.

But Zhanyi chooses to go or not to go according to his own mood, because he, who has always been alone, already has more and more privileges, and is about to overwhelm Liszt and become the new king of soldiers.

Many people think that Zhanyi and Liszt will have another battle sooner or later, but they just don’t understand why Zhanyi hasn’t started, and Liszt also showed great restraint.

"I think you are very tired today." Luwa looked at Zhanyi, her expression as if she was looking at a very interesting object, and she even liked it.

There is a clear difference between this kind of like and the like between men and women. After all, Luwa is still very young, and Zhanyi almost ignores Luwa. Although this very clever little girl doesn’t know why, she always likes to wrap around. With wings.

This is no secret. The soldiers in Xinghuo Camp know everything about it, and even those who know good things will reveal Luwa's identity to Zhanyi either intentionally or unintentionally.

However, Zhanyi was indifferent. He was still alone, refusing to accept the task with anyone. As for Luwa from time to time, she would pay attention to Luwa, depending on her mood.

In addition, Han Xing is the one who can say a few words to Zhanyi. He seems to appreciate Han Xing Zhanyi.

This is what everyone knows. At the beginning, there was still interest in discussion and observation. After a long time, no one cares. There are so many incredible guys in the Spark team, and the reshuffle has begun, although it is still far away. It is far from a foregone conclusion, but in this case, everyone is full of their own careful thinking, who cares about gossip that can't affect the overall situation?

Therefore, no one knows that Zhanyi slowly became friends with Luwa. After all, a smart girl with ice and snow is not annoying, and a little girl who does not put on airs with her identity is still not annoying.

Luwa felt tired from spreading her wings.

Zhanyi didn't want to answer this question. In fact, Luwa didn't make a mistake. He was indeed a bit tired because he didn't sleep well last night and was dreaming repeatedly.

In his dream, he saw a man.

This man is familiar and unfamiliar to him. What is familiar is that from a very young age, he often looked at his portraits and imagined what kind of person he was.

What is strange is that no matter how much he desires, this man has never appeared in front of him once.

Over time, longing has turned into disappointment. The fantasy should be a hero, and the admired man has also become a hatred in his heart.

and after? Later, the man died, and the resentment and incomprehension in his heart turned into hatred and stayed there forever.

So, why do you dream of this man? I dreamed that he was standing in a large grassland, and the sky behind him was smeared with the radiance of the setting sun. It was dusk...

If there is a song like nothing, the man looks at himself from a distance, then smiles at himself, his eyes are gentle and loving.

"I'm sorry, and sorry." The man was talking.

There is no wave in Zhanyi's heart, so sorry for what? What are you sorry for? What can be made up?

"Son..." The man seemed to call himself.

Zhanyi felt ridiculed, who is he calling his son?

But the dream didn't let him go, forcing him to stand on the grassland in the dusk and face this man far away.

Zhanyi wanted to turn his head, but saw a figure standing behind the man.

After seeing this figure clearly, Zhanyi's heart suddenly became painful and unable to breathe, because the figure was his younger brother...

The younger brother who he had always hated, but killed him in the end, and this letting finally gave them a short and warm memory.

This made Zhanyi believe that the blood is so magical, and a little short warm memory can be stationed in the soul at once, and I can’t help but feel that I am no longer alone in this world, because there is one who has half the same blood. People...

He gave his life, so he cares, likes his own, right?

So Zhanyi couldn't stop the pain, because the man was dead, and the younger brother was standing behind him. Is this suggesting to him, telling him, don’t have any more hope...the younger brother is dead!

‘The heart is dependent and fearless’.

The dream began so inexplicably, and then ended inexplicably, everything was broken without warning, and the man turned into a shadow and disappeared, leaving behind such an inexplicable word.

And the younger brother stood in the dark and seemed to be smiling at himself.

Does the younger brother want to say something?

Zhanyi tried hard to ask, but this uncontrolled dream suddenly ended.

"Huh", Zhanyi pulled his clothes once again, without realizing that his eye sockets were red.

"You haven't answered me yet, what's wrong with you? You seem to want to cry." Luwa was curious.

But Zhanyi stood up expressionlessly, and then buckled the buttons that had just been unbuttoned one by one, and put the packed equipment bag under the bed with expressionless expression on the back.

"Zhanwing, are you going to morning exercise today?" Luwa turned her wheelchair and wanted to get closer to Zhanwing. She really wanted to figure out what secrets were hidden in the sudden mood of this mysterious teenager in front of her.

At this time, Li Lie's voice sounded on the morning exercise training ground: "Gather all, pay attention, gather all."

"Look, isn't it necessary to go?" Zhanyi stretched out his hand to block Luwa who was approaching, then opened the door and pushed Luwa out without hesitation.

Li Lie emphasized the assembly of the whole group, which means that ‘soldiers’ with special authority must also appear on the morning exercise field.

"What's the task?" Luwa curled her lips upset.

While Zhanyi closed the door and walked towards the training ground without looking back.

All the soldiers of the Xinghuo brigade gathered together, one by one.

Li Lie looked at these cruelly baptized teenagers, and sighed slightly in his heart.

It's time. Before UU read www.uukanshu.com, everyone knew that a major event would happen in a year, but now that a few pieces of information have been intercepted, things have become more complicated.

So, it must be announced.

And this may be after human beings entered the Purple Moon Era, again...and again...

Li Lie couldn't help but sighed again thinking of this.

After the reign of blood and blood, he has seen how many fierce enemies and cruel scenes, his heart is already as tough as iron.

But I don't know why, when I was thinking about the news to be announced, my mood started to feel a bit inexplicable and unfamiliar.

"Maybe this is the beginning of a post-Purple Moon era." This is the origin of Li Lie's nervousness.

But even so, Li Lie did not show any emotions on his face. He just raised his hand silently, and a large projector behind him gave out a ray of light. A huge picture was about to appear on the soldiers of the Xinghuo Brigade. Right now.