MTL - Dark Moon Era-Chapter 714 2 worlds

  Chapter 715 Two Worlds

  A thick autumn mood enveloped Tang Ling's heart for 27 days.

  Down from the mountain, in a flash, it's winter.

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

  It's not that he is not strong, but that he is not strong yet in such a lonely world. Every day, he watched his beloved one weaken little by little, and then he greeted her death calmly.

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

   His eyes were hollow and his steps were a little erratic, Tang Ling went straight back to the house.

  He can't do anything else. At this time, he can only stay by his side. The last time is weaker, and it is not wrong.

  Tang Ling’s fingers stopped on a certain song disc, he pulled out this thing called a CD, and put it into the speaker that was moved to the room on the other side.

   A slightly sad prelude sounded, very good, at least covering the other side's breath that was weaker than one, and one breath longer than one interval.

  Tang Ling sat beside the bed on the other side, spreading out the diary.

  【Twenty-eighth day, rain】

  I brought her here, and then she fell asleep on this day, and I was swallowed by despair. It's all over.

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

  This sentence is the last trace of him and the other side, provided that there is a latecomer.

  The curtains are tireless, still fluttering.

  Outside the window was a misty drizzle. Since Tang Ling went down the mountain, it has been floating until now, bringing a burst of chill that made people caught off guard, and also making Tang Ling's hair and clothes damp.

  But who cares about this?

  The trees on the shore are lush, like summer, and a few yellow leaves floating on the lake in the distance, like autumn. Pulling the other bank's hand, Tang Ling bowed her head and looked calm, 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 hope I will accompany you.

  There are always dense clouds when you look up,

  As long as you recognize you, there will be no regrets. "

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

  "If a wry smile is more real than tears,

  I hope the laughter is like a kiss.

  Such as tomorrow’s good times will be far and near,

  I still want to hold this affection, no doubt. "

  In the smoke rising, Tang Ling narrowed his eyes. At this moment, he seemed to be standing on the beautiful road along the coast of the Dark Harbor again. The other side passed him by, and the hair ran across his face.

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

   "No matter how low the temperature is in front of the times,

  What a joy that there is no need to be alone in the long night.

  Any possibility exists in the future,

   and you are also the last pair of changes.

  Only wishing to be in front of the remaining light,

  Leave two eyes to see you.

  I can still hug each other so I’m not afraid of sudden changes,

  But afraid of missing.

  Only wish will hug and fall asleep in time,

  Keep the warmest side in the world.

  The vast crowd of people stayed warm,

  The coldest day. "

  ‘Boom’, Tang Ling dangled his cigarette and leaned his head lightly against the wall. He always thought that there were not many memories but only deep feelings.

  It turns out that there are a lot of memories, and they are disturbing in my heart. It is not sad, but trance. In a trance, all the memories started to intersect.

For a while, it seemed to be back to the time when she was young and living with Shanshan. She rubbed her ears and temples on her back and in her arms, shouting'brother', and for a while, the other side looked at her eyes again. In the eyes, there is love and attachment, with a gentle and faint smile

  At this time, Tang Ling’s thinking was a little confused, but he felt that his life was not long, but in fact, he has been intertwined with the other shore. From childhood to this time, he was a childhood friend, dependent on each other in troubled times, and shared life and death.

"No matter how low the temperature is in front of the times, how grateful that you don't need to be alone in the long night." Tang Ling's eyes were a little sore, but there were no tears. He finally sang in a low voice, and finally lay beside the other shore, just like here. On the first night, I buried my head between the hair and neck of the other bank.

  Only that night, the body of the other side was still so warm, at this time, it was so cold that it made people desperate.

  Tang Ling closed his eyes, tears flowed quietly, and the long-depressed sadness made him suddenly out of breath. He could only squeeze the other side’s hand and wait for the last moment.

  Although the singing is constantly reverberating, there is a sense of dead silence in everything.

  Tang Ling was dizzy and in a trance, as if he saw the picture in his dream again.

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

  "They can't fly far. They are too weak and small, just like me" Shanshan smiled sadly: "You can only stay in the settlement forever, right?"

  A strong wind hit, and Shanshan's small body was suddenly rolled up.

   "No!" Tang Ling could never accept such a picture no matter he dreamed it a hundred or a thousand times. He stretched out his hand, trying to catch Shanshan.

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

  Her eyes are warm, with a deep attachment and love to herself.

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

  Tang Ling was slightly stunned, and then he hugged tightly.

  "Brother, would you like to give me a real four-color velvet flower? Will such a four-color velvet flower fly far?" The other shore leaned on Tang Ling's shoulder.

   "I" Tang Ling remembered, he has indeed been carving a four-color velvet flower, but it hasn't been finished yet.

  He will always have endless things to do, battle after battle.

He suddenly remembered the sentence in the diary of a survivor, "I found out that I had never been in the rain with you before, and if there was no such despair, would I think of doing this with you in my lifetime? What happened? ’

   But I am not the same, why didn’t I give that gift in the end? !

  Tang Ling let go of the other shore, he began to look a little flustered, wanting to find the unfinished four-color velvet.

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

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

  The singing in the room is still reverberating, the rain outside the window does not know when it will stop, and the warm light of the setting sun is faintly scattered in the room.

   Actually, fell asleep?

  Tang Ling shook his head, trying to clear himself up, but the next moment his face became very ugly. Was the other side saying goodbye to him in his dream just now?

  At this time, Tang Ling was extremely sensitive. He sat up, and put his hand trembling on the end of Bi An's nose.

   Very, very weak breathing, but the other side is still alive!

  ‘Huh’, Tang Ling took a few breaths, his mood was slightly relaxed, but he became heavier in an instant. That moment will always come, even if it’s not now

  But!

Tang Ling jumped up from the bed abruptly and took out the Xingyin fixed dimension blade. He was looking for the four-color velvet. This thing has always been very important. Tang Ling always carried it with him. It was in the space. .

  Almost impatient, Tang Ling opened his own space, but the next moment, Tang Ling was stunned.

  His space was jam-packed, because he had picked up a lot of debris from deserted islands, soil, trees, and so on, and at the edge, there was also the corpse of the snakehead.

  **

  Buy him.

  Tang Ling could not raise hatred against him. If he compares his love for the woman of the Star Council to his love for the other side, it is indeed impossible to raise hatred.

  It was because he and the other side were about to face death, and the complicated mood made Tang Ling decide to complete the burial of the black snakehead pearl.

   took the corpse of the black snakehead out of the space, and at this moment a little weird thing happened.

  At the moment when the black snakehead corpse came out of the space, something seemed to burst open, 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 him, even if he doesn't deliberately think about it, he quickly understands the reason.

  The black snakehead pearl should have a storage item similar to the Star Concealed Dimension Blade, but it should not be as advanced as the Star Concealed Dimension Blade, directly opening up a different space.

  The snakehead bead is dead. Whether that item lacks the energy support of the snakehead bead or spiritual support, it finally loses its effect anyway and bursts open, so all the items inside have also been scattered.

  The life on the other side entered the countdown, burying the snakehead pearl was already a time-consuming task, and Tang Ling couldn't care about packing up these scattered items.

  By the lake.

  In less than a minute, Tang Ling had dug a hole, and a hollowed-out tree could barely be counted as a coffin, and Tang Ling put the snakehead pearl in it.

   Then stood aside and lit a cigarette.

  Anyway, the scenery here is very good. If you stay quietly in a fragment of time and space in the turbulent flow of time and space, sleep under the shadow of the lake breeze and trees, I think the black snakehead will not object.

  In fact, Tang Ling also chose the last place where he and the other side would sleep peacefully, which was the top of the mountain.

  If you want to ask why? The answer is actually simple. Although the lakes and mountains are beautiful, Tang Ling sensitively perceives that the mountain is out of step with the surroundings, like a mountain already in winter, and retains the truest time rules?

  Tang Ling wanted to be closer to the truth with Bi An.

  With the smoke, Tang Ling began to bury the black snakehead with soil, very fast, because the other side was still waiting for him.

  This is a superhuman-like power placed in the pre-civilization, and doing these trivial tasks is quite fast. Is it good news?

   Soon, a little lonely dirt bag stood on the shore of the lake, and Tang Ling stood silently here for five seconds

   is the final farewell.

  In the next time, Tang Ling was holding a sorted small bag in his hand. He wanted to guard the other side to complete this four-color velvet.

  If Bi An has completely fallen asleep before it is completed, then it must be completed. This four-color velvet flower should accompany Bi An with himself.

  Not far behind Tang Ling, the energy shield shook very quickly, and even at a glance, he could feel its anxious emotion. Perhaps, knowing that Tang Ling will also die?

  Tang Ling glanced at the energy shield with an apologetic smile. He smiled apologetically because the promise might not be able to continue.

  **

   Back in the house, the setting sun was about to dissipate.

  The dark blue belonging to the night began to bloom in the sky, and the unturned singing continued. Tang Ling stood at the door of the room, but suddenly lost the courage to open the door and go in.

  Or, shouldn’t you bury the snakehead? Should always be by the side of the other side? At such times, how can you let this kind of thing bother yourself and the other side?

   But when this is the case, people become fragile and start to be full of illusions.

  Just like Tang Linghui’s fantasy, the world after death described by the pre-civilization, according to the pre-civilization’s statement, only by being kind enough before death can be relatively happy after death.

  He wants to do a kind thing to bless himself and the other side, so that he can have some happiness after death.

   Putting his hand gently on the doorknob, Tang Ling almost used the greatest courage of his life to push open the bedroom door where Bi An was located.

  Couldn’t you hear the breath of the other side?

  Will the other side be at the moment when I leave, just

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

  'Hiss', a light inhalation sound sounds, it seems to be stronger than before

  'Huh', and then the sound of exhalation came again. The rhythm of the interval seemed to be shorter than before, unlike before, every exhalation seemed to lose one’s vitality.

   Tang Ling raised his head abruptly, his eyes flashing with incredible light.

  He didn't dare to move. He was afraid that he was so sad that he had hallucinations. The breathing would disappear as soon as he walked around, and this beautiful hallucination would be shattered.

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

  The breathing sound was still ringing in Tang Ling's ears, one more powerful than one, and another closer to the normal rhythm. Tang Ling couldn't help laughing. This sound sounded like the most beautiful song of nature.

  This is not an illusion, right? This shouldn't be an illusion, right? !

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

  Without the sound of music, the breathing sound is more pronounced. This is not really an illusion!

  What happened? Make the other side look better? Or the last "return to light"? Tang Ling is not sure if there really is Huiguangfanzhao, but he has been reading the books of the former civilization recently and described such a phenomenon.

  Tang Ling didn't dare to turn around. He was happy and sad, and he was worried about gains and losses. He turned his back to the other shore and put his hands on both sides of the speaker, tears dripping in his eyes.

  He is scared, just scared! Even when facing life and death, Tang Ling, who had never been afraid, faced life and death this time, and he had not had the courage to turn around until now.

  The breathing sound of the other side continued.

  One minute, three minutes, and five minutes. How long will it take? Tang Ling had no concept in his mind.

  But this breath had begun to be strong, it was close to normal, but Tang Ling could hear it.

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

  The other side cannot get better for no reason, but why is it so? Putting aside the uncertain things like "Returning Light", what is it going to be because of?

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

He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, took a few deep breaths, then walked to the door, suddenly turned on the light in the room, then clenched his fists, clenched his teeth, and once again summoned all the courage to look towards. the other side.

Under the dim light, Bi An slept peacefully. The strong breathing was indeed the sound of her breathing, and her pale to almost transparent face had also improved a bit, although she was still pale, but her lips were more inexplicable. Some bloody.

  Tang Ling's eyesight has always been excellent, but the scene before him made him unbelievable. He even rubbed his eyes for fear of an illusion.

  He again cautiously approached the other shore, leaned over, and watched closely with the tip of his nose less than five centimeters from the other shore.

   Breathing sound, nothing wrong.

  His complexion has improved a bit, that’s right.

  The hand gently touched the other side's cheek, and the temperature was slightly restored. That's right.

  The important thing is that Tang Ling’s mental power has now recovered to a certain level. He noticed that the vitality of the other side has not passed away anymore.

No! It's gone again!

  Tang Ling watched in silence, watching that the arms that were supporting his body suddenly softened and rolled down from the bed.

  Tang Ling raised his arms, covered his eyes, wanted to laugh, but couldn't help lying on the floor alone, and began to cry loudly.

  From birth to now, you haven’t cried so presumptuously, have you? But it doesn't matter! It really doesn't matter because Bi An is not dead, Bi An is about to come alive!

  No one knows how strong the lonely twenty days is to reach this final moment.

  Tang Ling felt that his heart had been tempered in the past twenty days, and it was no longer like it was at the beginning.

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

There is a little more light on his body. Perhaps life is softer and warmer, life and death are more transparent to the vicissitudes of life, but in the color of his life, there is more gray, no more So black and white.

  Gray, also very good.

  Actually, gray is a warm color, isn’t it?

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

  Tang Ling suffers from the torment of love and death in these days, and he begins to fear life.

  Tang Ling received the biggest and most meaningful training in this fragment of time and space.

  **

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

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

   is very sweet, with a little fruity sour taste. This beautiful taste made Higan couldn’t help but squinted his eyes and took another bite.

   "Does it taste good?" Tang Ling crouched beside him with a tomato in his mouth.

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

   "I planted it, it will not be bad." Tang Ling ate the tomatoes, not forgetting to wipe the juice from the corner of his mouth.

  However, Tang Ling's gorging appearance, his hands were already full of tomato juice, and the more he wiped it, the dirtier his face would become.

  "Did you deliberately?" Bi An raised an eyebrow.

  Tang Ling swallowed the tomatoes in his mouth, turned his head and asked innocently: "What on purpose?"

  Looking at the painted face on the other side, there was a faint smile in his eyes.

   "Oh, nothing." Bi An looked a little stupid, as if he believed 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 Bi An.

  The other side suddenly approached Tang Ling, put his tongue out and licked Tang Ling’s cheek, and then whispered in Tang Ling’s ear, “Is this still a waste?”

  The breath of the other side surrounded Tang Ling's ears like this hotly, Tang Ling blushed terribly, lowered his head, and looked so shy.

   Suddenly raised her head suddenly, held Higan’s face, and kissed the corner of her mouth.

  This time, Bi An's eyes widened in surprise, Tang Ling was bored and shy in his bones. It was the first time for him to be so bold.

   Before Bi An turned around, Tang Ling had already ran away, pretending to put away the tomatoes in the field.

  "Hey" Bi An felt a bit funny and a little annoying.

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

  The other side stopped talking, and looked at Tang Ling's smile in the sun with one hand supporting his cheek. This young man is very handsome and likes him so much.

  Tang Ling was a little embarrassed to be seen, but couldn't help looking back again and again, peeking at the other shore again and again, and lowering his head and laughing again and again.

  **

  Summer, dusk.

Washing his hands and face clean in the clear lake water, Tang Ling looked helplessly at the shameless shore, but carefully helped him wipe his face and hands, and then took the other shore’s hand and stepped on the shore. Walking in the lake water.

  The wind gently blew the hair on Tang Ling's forehead and also the beginning of the other bank. The two walked in the sunlight, like a painting.

  It's been more than half a year.

   Came into this fragment of time and space, and more than half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

  Time flows quickly, but it makes people unconscious. Occasionally, when flipping through the book, there will always be a poem ‘spring sleep without dawn’ in his mind. Is this kind of time full of such a taste?

  In this place, the other side is very safe.

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

  Outside the window, spring is full of spring, lakes and mountains.

   is a dream? Or has entered the world of death?

  The other side is a little unclear, this kind of quiet and happiness will not appear, right? 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 take a look a long time ago. I've been alone for a long time, and waited for you for a long time." Tang Ling's tone began to feel aggrieved.

  Bianan was completely unclear about the situation, so Tang Ling took it to the yard 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 in the pre-civilization, um, fruit? This is not important!"

  "Look, this is Chinese cabbage. During these days, I often pull two handfuls in the yard and make soup for you."

  Speaking of this, Tang Ling looked at the other side: "I want to add vitamins, you know?"

  "This is a fruit tree. I stole it from someone else’s yard. I saw it as an apple?"

"this is"

  Tang Ling kept introducing Bi An, showing off in his tone, and looked very excited, as if he was about to tell Bi An all the things he hadn't finished speaking for a long time.

  Bian'an's expression was confused at first, then a little 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 side: "I don't waste time, am I good?"

   "Awesome, I turned out to be so good as a farmer." Higan smiled.

   "You just like to praise me so much." Tang Ling grabbed the back of his head a little embarrassed.

  Bi An suddenly hugged Tang Ling at this moment: "Where are we? Am I dreaming? Or"

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

   "That's good." Higan closed his eyes.

   "Well, it's good. It's just that when you just came, you were in a coma, almost." Tang Ling's hands became harder. Thinking of the feeling, his heart still hurts now.

  He was a little bit painful when he hugged Bian An, but Bian An did not speak. She already knew her situation and everything.

   "I'm very scared." Tang Ling looked up and looked at the other shore, her eyes suddenly flushed.

How strange is Tang Ling like this? Bi An stretched out his hand and gently touched Tang Ling's face between his fingers.

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

   "Yes, everything is fine, I am not dead." Bi An suddenly pointed at Tang Ling with a slightly mischievous smile.

   "Yeah, you're not dead!" Tang Ling cheered, hugged the other shore again, and couldn't help turning in circles.

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

"I'm hungry."

   "I will cook for you."

   "A person like Tang Ling still cooks? Aren't they only fighting?"

   "The battle is also very good. I practice every day. I am even better than before."

  **

   With a ‘puff chuff’, Bi An suddenly laughed. He has been awake for more than three months, and remembered the scene when he woke up, but it is still vivid.

  After all, time is still unaware, the days with Tang Ling

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

   "I'm not smiling, I'm tired, I want to rest." The sun is no longer so glaring, and it has become softer towards the evening.

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

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

  So, every day, Bi An lives more extravagant days than the top nobles outside. It is indeed very strong.

  It is impossible to get tired after walking for a while!

  Bi An was speechless. In Tang Ling's mind, it was estimated that both men and women were the same. They were all Husky wild boars, and they grew strong after eating!

  As for acting like a baby or something? What kind of alien language is that, I don't understand.

  But who is the other side? It's the queen! She was too lazy to talk nonsense with Tang Ling, so she simply walked in front of Tang Ling, pulled Tang Ling forcibly, and sat down on a tree trunk that was slanting across the water.

  Tang Ling's resistance is invalid!

  The lake water is very cool, and the lake breeze is very soothing. The other shore fiddled with the lake water with his feet. It was a little regretful. There were no other creatures in this lake except for an egg.

  What is that egg? It was Tang Ling's ‘mother’ who fed the egg. It was said that a super-rank fierce beast was reborn and turned into an egg.

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

  Believe in the other side, anyway, no matter how absurd the world and the times are, as long as Tang Ling is true, it will be fine.

   Seeing how fun the other shore fiddled with the lake, Tang Ling also started fiddle, but unfortunately he didn't know how to master it, and when he fiddled, water splashed all over the place.

   "Stop." Bi An turned his head and glanced at Tang Ling sideways.

   "Oh." Tang Ling was very obedient.

  The other shore leaned on Tang Ling's shoulder, Tang Ling took out a cigarette and lit it, looking at the sunset sky, he waited for the starry sky to appear.

  Here, seeing the stars is always a miraculous thing.

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

   "Are you ready for something?" Tang Ling didn't care at all.

   "I mean, officially advanced to the Purple Moon Warrior." Bi An looked into the distance and said softly.

   "You said that, one day you feel better, just advance, I don't care." Tang Ling flicked his toes, splashing a few splashes.

  "This is not like you, you used to be"

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

   "But we always have to go out, don't we?" Bi An raised his head and looked at Tang Ling.

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

Bi An was silent, no longer talking, but once again lazily leaning against Tang Ling, and after a long time, he said: "You have to go out, there are so many people outside who care about you, 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?"

  Bi An's words seemed to be babbling, but Tang Ling frowned, and he squeezed Bi An's hand.

  "Are you a little uneasy about going out?" Higan asked.

"No, I didn't put down my practice. On the contrary, because of the ups and downs several times, the energy has accumulated repeatedly, and has been depleted again and again, and the body and the body have also been tempered again and become more solid than ever." Tang Ling did not. Lying, breaking and standing, did bring him benefits.

  Sufficient energy supply, so that Tang Ling has no worries, just advancing by leaps and bounds every day.

  Not only that, the quiet and leisurely life here gave Tang Ling a lot of time to study some other things.

  The books that were exchanged from the domain of dreams became the biggest waste at this time.

  Combat skills, cultivation of morality, world structure, etc. Tang Ling has accumulated more now than ever before, and his current combat effectiveness is even stronger than ever before! Will the things produced by Mengzhiyu be inferior? All are fine products.

The most important thing is that Tang Ling spent a huge price in Dreamland in exchange for a roll of bamboo slips. The bamboo slips were unremarkable and the name was "Duan. Eye", but he didn't expect this book of Forging Eyes to be the whole world. No, it should be the best book for him in the 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 true name of precision instinct is not called precision instinct at all, but ‘spiritual eyes’!

   literally means the eyes of the soul.

  These eyes are the real eye, the perceptive eye, the penetrating eye, tempering this spiritual eye to a high depth, it will become truly real, begin to see everything, and then see through everything.

  Includes-any law!

  When he saw these explanations, even in this isolated place, Tang Ling was shocked. If this is the case, wouldn’t this ability be incomprehensible? From another perspective, any talented ability is useless in front of him, because his eyes can decipher its essence.

  If his own ability is strong enough, he can copy any ability completely, because-he has seen the essence, and isn't all the essence energy?

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

  ‘All laws are the evolution of energy. ’

  ‘The spiritual eye sees through the disguise of energy. ’

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

  Tang Ling couldn’t wait to read it, and then he was shocked to find that the training method mentioned on the forge was the same as what Boss Huang taught him.

  The only difference is that in the forging eye, the way of tempering the spiritual eye is more complete, and what Boss Huang taught him is only part of it.

  This discovery made Tang Ling lost in thought.

  Since I met Uncle Su Xiao, everything was actually arranged, right? Uncle Su asked him to find change, but Boss Huang was teaching him by mistake, and he was teaching him in the right direction.

  Are all these arrangements purely coincidental? Tang Ling absolutely didn't believe it.

  Who else can arrange the person? Is it father, no, Tang Feng?

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

  Tang Ling lacks fighting spirit because he is satisfied and stays with Bi An in this place

  He has not yet started the practice of forging eyes, this practice is very difficult, and it is difficult to achieve in this time and space fragments.

  But Tang Ling also knew that if he wanted to, it was not impossible here. Combining the desert island owner’s speculation on this space-time fragment, in fact, this is the most suitable place for cultivation!

   "What are you thinking about?" Tang Ling's silence made Bi An couldn't help but ask.

   "I didn't think about anything, just a little hungry, let's go back to eat? Tonight, I decided to watch a movie." Tang Ling put aside the disturbing thoughts in his mind, and turned around to smile relaxedly at the other side.

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

   "My egg?" Tang Ling suddenly felt that there was something wrong with this sentence?

  Bi An is a girl, so she can’t understand why Tang Ling is shy again.

  Tang Ling is definitely impossible to say more, he is afraid of being beaten.

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

  A little bit sad, a little bit reluctant, and a little bit disappointed.

  Actually, the days here are really good.

  **

  The movie ends.

  It is said that the former civilization is also very popular classic "John's Redemption", very good-looking.

  Bian An excitedly discussed the plot with Tang Ling for a long time, and then fell asleep deeply on the sofa.

  Tang Ling leaned on his arm and watched Bi An’s sleeping face for a long time. Only then did he feel relieved, took Bi An to her bedroom, and covered her with a quilt.

  I don’t know why, is it a sequelae? Tang Ling was always a little afraid of Bi An sleeping, he had to watch Bi An sleep peacefully and breathe smoothly to be completely relieved.

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

  He is afraid that when he wakes up, the other side will disappear, everything is just a dream.

  Bi'an later seemed to know Tang Ling's thoughts, every time he would get up early, read in bed with his clothes, and wait until Tang Ling rushed in and gave him a relieved smile.

  Night, it became quiet.

  Tang Ling did not leave the room on the other side, but took out the tools and materials from the bag he carried, and began to finish the four-color velvet flower.

  Since the other side is okay, and since he is fortunate to have a long time, then this four-color velvet must be a fine product.

  Now Tang Ling has plenty of reserves. He has superalloys and bones of super fierce beasts. In addition, there are related books. In the domain of dreams, he has exchanged books such as formations.

  He wants to make a unique four-color velvet for Bi An, to protect Bi An, and to be able to wear Bi An at any time to increase her beauty

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

  Tang Ling carve very seriously, turning his head to look at the other shore from time to time. The other shore slept comfortably, his limbs stretched out, and the bead hanging on his neck also rolled aside.

  Looking at the bead, Tang Ling's heart was suddenly filled with gratitude, that is the key to Bi An's escape.

This bead comes from the black snakehead pearl. Tang Ling’s amazing memory can’t go wrong. In the chaotic naval battle that day, Cai Wuzhu picked up the undead black snakehead pearl and stuffed this pearl into his mouth. Then the snakehead pearl recovered.

Before   , Tang Ling didn't care about this bead.

  The first is because Tang Ling did not notice so many details under the circumstances. Whether the beads returned to Cai Wuzhu or was put away by the black snakehead beads, Tang Ling did not know.

  Secondly, is it because of the merman tribe, is it effective for humans? Furthermore, Tang Ling couldn't be sure whether this bead was for stimulating or restoring.

  Finally, it was because Tang Ling felt that Seagod’s Tears was the best recovery item. Can that bead be compared with Seagod’s Tears?

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

   "It seems, a kind thought" Tang Ling didn't say anymore, he still couldn't believe in some unsure illusory things.

  Even though, the escape from the dead this time does have a lot to do with his temporary kindness.

  He wanted to get a resting place after the snakehead pearl died, but the snakehead pearl ‘repayed’ his life pearl.

   Appears to thank Tang Ling for his kindness, but also seems to be sorry. He, who was blinded by love, forced Tang Ling and Bi An to such a point.

  Some things are really unclear.

  Tang Ling got up and put the beads that had fallen aside back into the pajamas of the other bank. He couldn't rest assured that the beads were a little bit away from the other bank, even if it was just a little bit.

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

  He began to frantically search for the reason, and finally, in the pile of debris dropped by the black snakehead beads, he determined that it was the mood of the beads.

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

  If it is farther, is there any effect? Tang Ling remembered that Cai Wuzhu stuffed the beads into the mouth of the black snakehead beads at that time.

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

  So Tang Ling made a necklace and hung the beads on Bi An’s chest.

  This is effective! very effective! Tang Ling's rational judgment allowed him to seize this only opportunity.

  Since the beads were hung up, the other side has been like a day. Slowly, he can eat energy-bearing food. Slowly, he will open his eyes and move his limbs, although his consciousness is not yet awake.

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

  Tang Ling was grateful for all this, no matter what, he also had a new understanding of the word kind, which was unfamiliar in the Ziyue era.

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

  The snowy white on the chest of Bi An's pajamas, when the beads were put in, there was no way to beat that kind of heartbeat. After all, he was a normal and passionate boy.

  It's just something, Tang Ling has his own persistence, it shouldn't be now. Maybe the other side

  Does the other side think of such a thing? Tang Ling swallowed a spit, packed everything up, and walked out of the house.

  Outside the courtyard, the stars are brilliant.

  The silence at this time allowed Tang Ling to finally settle down and think about some things, such as about the advancement, about this piece of space-time fragment.

  The diary of the survivor, he and Bi An finished reading 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 is true.

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

  If you can really go out, take it.

  Tang Ling stared at the flame of the lighter in a daze. After several seconds, he lit the cigarette in his hand.

  What is the secret? Speaking out is far beyond human cognition, whether it is a person from a pre-civilization or a person from the Purple Moon Era.

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

  This is the shortest and direct explanation Tang Ling can think of.

  If you want to make it easier to understand, then this space-time fragment is like a very effective refrigerator, which ‘freezes’ everything here.

  In other words, everything here can only circulate in one year, and after one year, everything will be restored to its original state.

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

  The only thing that can avoid that force is on the top of the mountain, so the time on that top of the mountain is staggered with the time outside the top of the mountain.

  The small piece of space at the top of the mountain is a normal time rule, or the original normal time of this place before.

Outside   mountain, it is the time in units of ‘one year’. After one year, everything returns to zero.

This return to zero is also incomprehensible to ordinary people. To give a simple example, it is like Tang Ling once took five packs of cigarettes in the supermarket. After that power, the five packs of cigarettes will appear neatly again. There!

  This is against the most basic physical theory. Tang Ling can't explain how the disorder of the law of time and space achieves this.

  Perpetual motion machine? Inexhaustible? It is definitely not explained like this!

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

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

  In his understanding, he only knows that in this fragment of time, the only ‘real’ place that applies to him and the other shore is only a small piece of mountain, where the hope is also there.

  It’s not that you can stay here for a long time. Nothing will become eternal.

  The power of time-tracing is also limited. The day it runs out is when this space-time fragment collapses.

  Although even the owner of the deserted island can’t tell when it collapsed? After all, it is in a huge river of time and space energy

  It is very likely that Tang Ling will run out of life, and this place will not collapse.

   Tang Ling thought, a few fireflies danced in the grass not far from Tang Ling, and then flew in front of Tang Ling.

  Here, the only life that can exist is insects.

  Don’t talk about Tang Ling, even the owner of the desert island didn’t guess the reason. However, in such a lonely place, Tang Ling cherished these bugs, and the breath of life was precious.

  Looking at the firefly for a while, Tang Ling began to recall what the other side said.

  Not touched? Not worried at all? That's fake.

  If these are not enough to become the motivation for Tang Ling to want to go out, then a sense of urgency that comes from deep in his heart, which Tang Ling can't tell, has become clearer and clearer.

  It seems to be shouting, but what exactly will it shout?

  Tang Ling stretched out his limbs and looked up at the twinkling starry sky. What about the stars that were billions of years ago? Was projected in this piece of space-time fragments.

   And he and the other side, are they here to die quietly and die? Or become a star that has its own light in the long time and space?

  What does the other side think? She has a powerful talent that can't lose to herself! She is definitely not an ordinary girl, maybe she wants light too?

  Tang Ling felt that the words of the other side in the afternoon might be an answer.

  He squeezed out the cigarette, decided, and will advance to become the Purple Moon Warrior tomorrow.

  The other side is also, her accumulation is enough.

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

  Choose to advance on that hill, and you will get unexpected benefits.

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

  He felt happy from the bottom of his heart, and then he couldn't help laughing.

Bi An was actually not asleep. After Tang Ling left, she opened her eyes. Through the huge window of her bedroom, she could just see Tang Ling sitting in profile in the courtyard.

  She watched Tang Ling light a cigarette, watched Tang Ling silent, watched Tang Ling frown and thought, and then watched Tang Ling stretch out and smile sideways.

  The most important thing is that even if she is a distance, even if she is just a side face, she can see the light in Tang Ling's eyes.

  She actually understood that even if there was no reason, Tang Ling was not the kind of person who could be restrained, it was too pitiful to trap him here.

  Tang Ling is the kind of dragon that wants to rise into the sky and dive into the deep sea. He wants to fly freely. He is destined to leave his own rich and colorful strokes in this era.

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

  Even if he could stop him and tie him here, selfishly let him spend his life with him, but it also killed the deepest desire in his heart and took away the most shining half of his life.

  Bi An would not do this, she knew that Tang Ling seemed passive, and deep in his heart he had the initiative that he didn't know, which could also be called ambition.

   "Actually, I remember everything, brother" Bi An stretched out his hand slightly, the shadow of the hand gently placed behind Tang Ling's profile, as if supporting Tang Ling.

  No wonder you are sad at first sight, attached to each other when you think about it, and depend on each other as a child for life. Even if the memory is stifled, how can the emotions in the soul be stifled?

Isn't it right to fall in love with Tang Ling? He has been his hero since he was a child, and he gave him the most admired figure and the most secure embrace.

  Big brother, the other side 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 does other people's eyes have to do with them? Do not harm others, but never embarrass yourself, this is attitude.

  It’s fortunate that I can grow up with him like this since I was a child, and I feel that he has not missed much time in his life.

   There was a smile at the corner of Bi An’s mouth, and she suddenly remembered a story from her childhood, and she would definitely ask Tang Ling, was he serious at that time?

  Bi An's eyes were a little blurred.

  She seemed to have seen her childhood settlement, the small bushes of thorns, the bushes blown by the wind, and the thick but charming purple of the small hillside.

  Already forgot why and cried? Only remember that Tang Ling squatted beside him, using a piece of meat and a few small wild flowers to coax his clumsiness.

   Sobbing and lying in his arms, he was finally coaxed by him, smiling very happily, and generally rewarded and said: "Brother, I grow up and want to marry you."

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

  Bi An licked his lips and started crying again: "I am going to marry my brother, I am going to"

  Tang Ling was a little at a loss, and couldn't comfort him. In the end, he could only pat the back of the other side: "Okay, get married, anyway, I was adopted by my uncle and aunt, and we are not related by blood."

  Bian An is on the bed, covering her mouth with the quilt, smiling very much.

  This fool, why was he so serious at that time? If I remember correctly, I was only four years old at that time? He said he was not related by blood? Is he serious?

  There is light in the eyes of the other side.

  Finger wiggled, and began to stroke the cheek of Tang Ling's profile unconsciously.

   "I remember your last words, idiot" Higan couldn't help muttering to himself.

  What is the last dialogue?

   "Brother, what is unrelated?"

  "In other words, we are not born by a mom and dad, but I am still your brother."

   "Oh, can I marry you like this?"

   "Should? No problem?"

   "Brother, you have to count your words, don't lie to me."

   "Well, don't lie to you."

   "We pull the hook."

  "Retracting Hook" Bian An twitched his fingers, as if he could still remember the temperature on Tang Ling's thumb when he pulled the hook that day.

   looked up, Tang Ling was gone, but Tang Ling's footsteps sounded outside the door.

  Bi An quickly pulled the quilt, lay down, and pretended to sleep.

  Tang Ling walked into the house, surprised that Hean’s breathing was a bit short, after all, everything could not escape the precision instinct.

  Are there any problems with the other side? Tang Ling rushed over almost without thinking, lay on the top of the other bank, touched her heartbeat, and carefully felt whether the life force of the other bank was passing by again.

  The vitality does not pass away! But why is the heartbeat so fast?

  Tang Ling stared at the other side for a long time from above, and the other side's face began to flush rapidly, Tang Ling's whole body was hot, and he almost squeezed his fists.

  After ten seconds of silence, Tang Ling's heartbeat was almost at the critical point, and he let out a low growl before leaving the bed on the other side.

   "Bi An, I have decided. I will advance tomorrow, and you want it, too, do you know?" Tang Ling pretended to be indifferent.

  Bian An suddenly felt extremely annoyed, and sat up: "Did you come in to tell me this?"

   "Otherwise?" Tang Ling couldn't figure out what else he should say? Is the other side pretending to sleep in order to have something to say to himself?

   "No, I'm sleepy and want to sleep." Bi An lay down, but was really angry, so he grabbed the pillow and slammed it directly at Tang Ling.

  Tang Ling could definitely hide, but he hadn't thought about hiding. He was smashed inexplicably, but he didn't dare to provoke the other side, so he could only mutter and leave.

  Closed the door, Tang Ling smiled at the door, no matter what the future is, there is always the other side, right?

   "Stupid." At the same time, Higan also smiled softly.

  **

  The quiet years are good. After Tang Ling has gone through great torture and grown up, he finally gave it to Tang Ling as if he was pityed by God.

   Tang Ling was in that piece of space-time fragments. Up to now, he has stayed for 217 days.

  But the laws of time and space there are chaotic. In the normal time and space of the Purple Moon Era, it has been more than two years since Tang Ling disappeared.

  This is essentially unfair to Tang Ling.

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

  However, this group of geniuses is the strongest group of human beings since the Purple Moon Era, and the number is more than ever before.

  They are destined to be dazzling.

The name   Tang Ling is like a meteor that crosses the sky, even if it is brilliant when it crosses the sky and cannot stay, it will eventually be forgotten.

  Now that the world has undergone tremendous changes, how many people still remember Tang Ling?

  In the wind and snow, Han Xing grabbed a handful of snow on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth regardless of whether it was polluted.

  Beyond the Iron and Blood City, it is also known as Outside the Great Wall.

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

But in order to survive, in order to complete the mission that a soldier should complete, sometimes he has to make all kinds of dangerous choices under the extreme environment, just like the mouth of snow that is swallowed now, if you don’t swallow it, you will die of thirst. .

  A mouthful of cold snow turned into water and was swallowed. Han Xing felt that his thirsty body seemed to be better, and he was able to concentrate again with his sense of spirit.

  He took the team to ambush here for three days, just to wait for a team in the dungeon, which is rumored to have information vital to humanity.

  Destroy this squad, capture the important figures of the squad, and intercept the intelligence, this credit must be taken.

  Han Xing lay quietly in the snow, and quietly squeezed his fists. His action was actually a secret operation. There was no order from above, and it violated the original mission.

  But you have to choose this way. In the days of Steel Blood City, no, it should have been more than two years. Han Xing has been holding a huge unnamed fire in his heart.

  Rather than just him, his team, all the twelve players, are also full of nameless fire.

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

  The top ten safe cities have fallen.

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

  Of course, the top ten powers strongly denied this rumor, and even Emperor Han, among the top ten powers, showed up once with people from the other three powers.

  But 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.

  The only way to distinguish between false and true is to make a strong shot.

  The top ten city masters, no matter who makes the shot, they are not something that others can imitate. Their strength is already so strong that they cannot be imitated, and they all carry strong personal characteristics.

  Finally, what is the status of those who can imitate them? Is it possible to imitate it?

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

  In the Purple Moon Era, they were never afraid of virtue being uncoordinated, but only their strength was uncoordinated. Since the pillars of the top ten safe cities were not there, they naturally had to separate a part of what they had.

  The war has begun again, although it is only a small-scale local war.

  This is an alternation of forces between the old and the new, and it is an irresistible law of history. This is the original words released by the Star Council.

  Thinking of this, Han Xing whispered a ‘bah’. He has never had a good impression of the Star Council. This kind of provoking war is still dignified by history to lie to fools.

  For more than two years, the Korean star, who has experienced too many things, even began to suspect that it was the disappearance of the Lord of the Great City. I am afraid that it is also the news released by the Star Council?

  But politely, in the face of provocations, the ten safe cities that have always been strong, and even Zhengjingcheng have adopted a patient attitude.

   Really let those newly provoked forces take a lot of advantage.

  This also makes the guessers more confident in their suspicions, so they step by step and become more aggressive.

  Although the top ten safe cities have unpredictable attitudes regarding the city lord, their status is also destined. UU reading www.uukanshu.com are not soft persimmons that anyone can knead.

  Even if the worst may be true, the city lord has disappeared, but over the years, what about these talents and geniuses cultivated?

  So, at a certain point, the top ten safe cities are ready to fight back.

  The emerging forces that have benefited can no longer stop. They are arched to the front of the stage, their faces are torn apart, and they are doomed to fail to return to the past.

  The two sides began to fight, and the extent of the war went from a small-scale dispute at the beginning to a regional war, and finally there was a trend of full-scale war!

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

  At this time, what people didn't expect was-Steel Blood City shot.

  　 16,000-word chapters. The chapters of the past few days are really difficult to write. After the mood sinks, even the breathing feels a little dull. I don’t know other authors, but I personally write books that are ‘experiential’. Well, the song in the last chapter is called "The Coldest Day". I suggest listening to my brother Leslie Cheung's version. This is one of the songs I decided when I wrote Dark Moon.

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)