Dark Moon Era

This ‘It ’s you’ sound is actually not loud at all, at best it can be heard on the stage.

But just for a moment, Rosin's heart jumped a little, and the intensity was almost breathless.

She knows and is familiar with Tang Ling. She has seen Tang Ling's attitude towards life and death, to her enemies, to her friends, to her elders, and to everyone.

Perhaps Tang Ling's feelings are hidden deeply.

But no matter what, he can feel a sincerity from him.

This sincere feeling is like, closeness, appreciation and other positive feelings, anger, disgust, dislike and other negative emotions are also sincere.

Such a real Tang Ling, Colossin never felt hatred from him.

That sound is you, the sound is definitely Tang Ling.

But this skyrocketing hate turned out to be so real, Luo Xin's heart suddenly tightened.

Luo Xin is very sensitive, but Luo Li is silly.

When Tang Ling said that it was you, Luo Li didn't feel much, just that Tang Ling recognized another acquaintance?

He didn't care, he leaned on Han Xing's shoulder with one hand, and said something in a frown.

However, Luo Li has forgotten his talent, which is more mysterious than precision instinct. It can be called ‘soul talent’.

For people's emotions, Luo Li is definitely more sensitive than Tang Ling.

So, the next moment, Luo Li's body shook, and he looked at Han Xing and said, "I don't think it's right."

Suddenly, Luo Xing's inexplicable words about Luo Li didn't even laugh at Luo Li, even asking a word.

He just raised his hand slowly and touched his neck.

A goosebump, Tang Ling's ‘It ’s You’, why did you get a goosebump? !!

"Hatefulness." Luo Li stood upright, his eyes fell on Tang Ling. What made Tang Ling so?

But he was too lazy to think!

And Tang Ling has experienced life and death, no matter what he hates, he and he are on the side.

Han Xing's eyes also fell on Tang Ling.

In fact, Han Xing has never doubted his sensitivity, and those who practice swords are not sensitive and practice fart!

When Luo Li said the hateful sky, Han Xing knew it was right, and Tang Ling hated the sky.

"Brother, who do you hate again?" Han Xing muttered in the bottom of his heart, but the sword that was originally on his shoulder was held down and held tightly in his hand.

Who has chosen and decided to follow him? If you don't have a sword at a critical time, what kind of **** are you? !!

The joy of the field reached its peak at this time.

See, Shuangjiao has already appeared.

Tang Ling stood in the forefront, while the noble Tang Long was coming forward.

All the genius boys stood on the stage.

The applause thundered, the cheers and screams were all excitement from the heart.

The brightest lights have been lit, gathered on the stage, and these teenagers have demonstrated a miracle to the world.

In the end, will it be a group photo like the previous civilization? Then really become a moment in history?

People are waiting, and the atmosphere climbs from one apex to another.

In such a glorious moment, in such a warm and boiling voice, Tang Ling is still the protagonist.

However, Tang Ling did not feel any glory as the main character, he could not even feel the whole scene.

What's the cry? What glory? All shattered before my eyes.

In his eyes, there was only that stormy night, the bright white knife light, the splashing blood, and the familiar red life that disappeared one by one.

His life was completely subverted on that rainy night.

However, it doesn't matter how to subvert it. Why take all his loved ones away? !!

"Alive, there is hope." Tang Ling's heart was frosty with cold hatred, a little bit embarrassed, and only the last sentence left by her mother-in-law was echoed in her mind.

There seemed to be temperature in his hand at this moment, which was the temperature holding the rough palm of her mother-in-law.

Then the temperature was suddenly lost from his hands.

The mother-in-law pushed him away, and he procrastinated the corpse with his own body.

At that instant, he didn't even turn back, because once he didn't have the courage to move forward, because he had to move forward, and he held his sister in his arms, and she wanted to live.

it hurts! Tang Ling's eyebrows frowned, and he turned in the middle of the pan, and moved in a certain direction.

The geniuses around them retreated automatically, admiring Tang Ling's eyes and smiling

Tang Ling's acquaintance? Curious who?

However, Tang Ling couldn't respond to these genius teenagers with a smile, even the friendly eyes did not show.

The memories have never disappeared, just like the pain is compressed in a corner, and when it turns up again, it can still hurt people.

There is no way. After all, this pain has never been overcome, and I do not want to overcome it.

why? Because he was cruelly devoured by his mother-in-law, he couldn't turn back and could only move forward. Unfortunately, he did not save his sister.

What qualifications are there for such an incompetent self to overcome pain?

One step, two steps, Tang Ling is still moving forward.

But his memories are still stuck that night! He couldn't forget the hopelessness in his arms, the moment of loss of his sister.

Now even if I think about it a year later, Tang Ling still feels trembling and cold, like falling into the abyss.

"Brother" "Brother" in the corpse pile, his sister poked his head and looked at himself.

That was the last call!

What kind of look is that? At last there was a look of nostalgia for himself.

My heart is so cold, why is it irritating my chest? The sleeping race in the heart seemed to feel the emotion of daddy, trying to wake up struggling.

Just like that night, when Tang Ling finally collapsed, it woke up.

Unfortunately, the race is at an important moment and there is no way to wake up. This struggle just caused Tang Ling's heart pain.

Reach out and place on your chest.

The temperature in the palm of the hand calms the seed, ‘I ’ve lost too much, so do n’t wake up. I'm afraid of losing, and it's true of you too. ’

‘So let me handle it myself. ’

The little species calmed down, as if it knew that at this moment it had to be quiet before Dad could rest assured.

Stopping, Tang Ling's eyes gradually cleared from the misery.

A stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Very comfortable, able to spit out the hot blood that blocked my heart, and the blood leaking between the teeth between the teeth

Then look at the person with clear eyes.

The black cape, the strands of silver hair exposed, and the chin, the complexion, and the shape overlapped one by one under the precise instinct.

There is nothing wrong.

Tang Ling smiled, and there was blood between his teeth.

"Tang Ling, are you injured?" The questioner was Xi Feng. Tang Ling didn't know her, but she had known Tang Ling for a long time.

Such Tang Ling scares Xifeng a little, but how can she allow herself to be afraid if she is stronger? She wanted to speak to Tang Ling and prove that she could overcome this fear.

Unfortunately, she was ignored by Tang Ling.

Tang Ling's eyes only fell on the young man in the black robe. The young man was Dragon Twelve.

"Do you know me?" Now everyone thinks things are slightly wrong, not to mention Dragon Twelve, which Tang Ling has been staring at.

He pulled down his cloak, revealing his features.

Big amber eyes, exquisite features, warm and peaceful smile. Even though Tang Ling and the Star Council did not deal with it, the Star Council issued a wanted order against Tang Ling in the world.

In addition, Tang Ling also had too many grudges with Tang Long.

However, Long Twelve's attitude is still polite and friendly, making people feel good.

"Well, I know." Tang Ling continued to Long Twelve.

Dragon Twelve tilted his head, and he looked angry and confused. He said, "I know you, but I haven't seen you."

But he moved it by hand and slipped something out of the sleeve of the black cloak, a musical instrument that resembled a flute rather than a flute.

The instrument was spinning in his hand, a very common movement.

There was a smile in his mouth, a friendly smile to others.

But Tang Ling knew everything, the flame in his eyes was instantly ignited

People are still cheering.

Tang Ling pulled out the blood Po sword.

The applause still thundered.

Tang Ling's sword slashed towards Dragon Twelve like a wind! Sword intention! Immediately I used the sword.

This is the meaning of killing!

"I x!" The teenagers around Dragon Twelve reacted extremely quickly, hiding away like a tide, and some even made a **** about sudden changes.

This sword is not coming towards them, so it is easy to avoid.

What about Dragon Twelve? He hid, trying to avoid, but where was Tang Ling's opponent?

Therefore, Tang Ling's blood Pu Jian swept across the right side of his chest, leaving a deep wound.

The blood splattered instantly, and the bone was deeply visible in the wound! Pulled directly from below the right clavicle to the left side of the abdomen

It looks like a great sword, but it seems very lucky that it didn't hurt Long Twelve.

Dragon Twelve fell, innocent and shocked: "You? Why?"

Tang Ling didn't answer, and still came forward again.

"Tang Ling, you are too arrogant."

"Tang Ling, do you ignore our Star Council?"

The sixteen young children of the stars stood together originally, and at this time had not responded, they called the genius young.

At this time, Tang Ling was blocked by seven or eight handle weapons!

Tang Long didn't move because he didn't seem to be recovering, and his heart was inexplicably painful a few moments ago.

Then it was confused.

Shouldn't Tang Ling's opponents and enemies be me? Why is he targeting Dragon Twelve?

"Go!" At this time, no one could stop Tang Ling. He was crazy, and his eyes flashed more fearfully than at the end of the 18th level.

He slammed into Rongji, who was blocking him from the front, and both of them broke their blood. Rongji fell dizzy aside, but Tang Ling was sober.

He cut another sword to Long Wu, which was blocking his side. The blood of Long Wu's abdomen suddenly flowed, but at the same time he also hit Tang Ling with a punch.

Tang Ling spit out blood, what precise instinct? do not know! Now it's totally deadly.

At this time, Long Ba captured Tang Ling's abnormal state, and he only wanted to rush to Long Twelve.

Therefore, now is a good opportunity, he cut from the back to Tang Ling's neck.

All the other stars and sixteen children have rushed up and almost surrounded Tang Ling!

At this time, a sound of 'ding' came, and a sword blocked Long Ba's fatal sword.

"You have no one behind Tang Ling?"

At the same time, a strong man suddenly rushed into the encirclement and smashed into the stars and sixteen young people.

Then stood behind Tang Ling with Han Xing right and left!

Losing also came over and fastened the hidden weapon in his sleeve. She used poison. Master once said, ‘Use with caution, and avoid taking shots easily. ’

Because, range damage, death and injury are unpredictable.

Unconcerned, she walked into the battlefield indifferently.

"Thank you." Tang Ling said quietly without turning back.

Fourteen of the sixteen young stars surrounded several people, and the war broke out.

At this time, the atmosphere inside the court became very weird.

The applause from the excitement before seemed to be just an illusion, and it suddenly disappeared.

The accident happened too suddenly. People first held their heads and then looked at it silently. After all, it was not an ordinary audience at all. There were representatives of the major forces in the middle. Some things were impossible to talk about.

Moreover, after the carnival atmosphere faded, they were easily awake. It turned out that each had his own thoughts, and of course he must wait and see what happened.

For example, in the end, what kind of card will the Star Council play to deal with this change provoked by Tang Ling?

This is very interesting and interesting.

But Tang Ling had no other thoughts in his mind. He just wanted to kill Dragon Twelve. What was hesitant about?

"Let's do it." Tang Ling raised his sword in his hand.

Sixteen stars rushed up, and Tang Ling was fearless.

At this moment, Dongyang suddenly stood up and said, "Is there more people bullying less people?" He said only one sentence.

Then, suddenly entered the war circle.

This?

The four sons in the northeast, southwest, and northwest are still involved in Tang Ling?

At this time, it was not only the people in the field who were surprised, but even Han Xing and Rock's brothers and sisters were puzzled. The four sons in the northeast, southwest, and northwestern China were helpless?

In fact, after Dongyang said this, he wanted to slap in his heart.

What is this, is it a statement? Master, if the old guy is watching the live broadcast, does he think he has approved the mission?

However, I don't think so.

Just watching people who have been told from a young age to be followed are bullied, there is always something strange in their hearts.

Just bullying, no matter if Tang Ling is very powerful! Isn't Han Xingluo Li awesome! They are still not the most powerful opponents of the sixteen stars.

After all, they are all geniuses. It is really difficult to achieve four to fourteen.

Besides, Tang Long is still on the side. Although he did not make a statement, does he need to make a statement? He will definitely shoot for the Sixteenth Star.

Dongyang is very calm, I don't know why he was impulsive at this moment. Complaining in his heart that being brainwashed from an early age was really powerful, but Dongyang's pace did not stop, and even in his heart, he had no regrets except annoyance.

Behind him is the third son of the Northwest, Northwest, and the same thought.

"Thank you. But I don't want to be indifferent to this matter." Tang Ling's heart did not fluctuate, but she declined.

Having said this, Tang Ling no longer had any nonsense and went straight to work.

Kill Dragon Twelve, kill him! This is the only idea in Tang Ling's heart!

"Brother, you are really" Han Xing is a bit embarrassed and wants to adjust the atmosphere, but Tang Ling has already started, how would the sixteenth star be polite?

Han Xing didn't finish a word, two of the sixteen young stars had rushed to Han Xing, and Han Xing had to wave his sword to resist.

But no one attacked the four sons in the southeast, northwest, and northeast, because Tang Ling rejected them, and they did not belong to this battle!

In the Purple Moon era, the rules of battle forgotten by the pre-civilization were picked up again because of the strength of their personal force.

Everyone pays attention to this.

"You pull" Xi Feng's temper was hot, and she couldn't help shouting while standing still.

In fact, Tang Ling didn't know their journey, how hard it was to take this step, and they refused?

Coupled with Tang Ling's attitude of ignoring Xi Feng before, Xi Feng did not blame.

But at this time, Xi Feng hadn't finished a word. A figure meteor jumped directly from the audience to the stage.

Before people could see the person, they heard a muffled sound.

After the muffled sound, a violent shock wave suddenly appeared on the stage. At this time, whether it was a few Han Xing people in the battle center or the sixteen stars who were all washed away, some even fell stage.

Even if the remaining geniuses were not the target of the shock wave, the weaker ones fell off the stage, and only a few strong ones stood on the stage.

Of course, apart from Tang Ling, he didn't move.

It seems that the comer intentionally left him on the stage.

After the shock wave passed, people could clearly see the figure. He was squatting on the ground with his right fist on the ground. Apparently the shock wave just created by him with fist!

Amazing strength!

It was such a punch that shattered all the genius boys.

At this time, the comer stood up, and then people saw that Dragon Twelve did not know when he had been caught in his arm.

At this time, people also saw that the man was a man with an extremely delicate linen beard trimmed, and even the beard was a bit elegant.

He is not tall, but he is very burly. He is wearing a dark blue uniform, a cloak of the same color, and a pattern of galaxies. Unique, exposed on the cloak, there are three rotating galaxy-like badges on the epaulets that clasp the cloak.

Star council member of Samsung!

"Is he, Nathan Samuel? Hehe, Star Council." How many people of insight were present? How could a Samsung member of the Star Council be an unknown member?

The person was recognized.

But what does it mean that he suddenly shot in a fight that belongs to the teenagers?

People's doubts were too late to resolve, and Nathan moved him straight to Tang Ling, and caught Tang Ling in the next instant.

Quick, it's too fast! Tang Ling, who had a precise instinct, had only had a chance to move his right foot.

"Blatantly killing important members of the Star Council. Really when I have no Star Council?" Nathan snorted coldly, looking at Tang Ling in his hands.

His words echoed across the battlefield.

But as soon as the words fell, people heard a violent popping sound. People couldn't see Nathan's movements at all, and they saw the stage burst apart, and Tang Ling was smashed into the stage by Nathan.

"Cough, cough." Tang Ling was lying in the middle of the fragmented broken point, and suddenly laughed while coughing, all coughing blood.

"Huh?" Nathan grabbed him again, trying to say something.

But Tang Ling vomited blood on his face.

"Trash." Tang Ling said coldly.

Nathan suddenly smiled cruelly, and said loudly: "Blatant killing, but also publicly insulting the Samsung Member. The Star Council is here to work, everyone who has opinions, can do it."

"But this son will die."

During the conversation, Nathan raised Tang Ling in his hand high, not because Tang Ling was unwilling to resist, but because of a force that restrained him from head to toe.

He couldn't move at all!

Tang Ling is also a genius, but also a quasi-ziyue soldier! And what about Nathan? The fifth-order Purple Moon Warrior is almost the top force in the world.

At this point, the board has been revealed and there are no more puzzles! The attitude of the Star Council is to kill Tang Ling, and to kill without leaving any room!

Nathan did not even hesitate to openly threaten for this, the sentence of the Star Council acting here has already explained everything.

Originally, it was impossible to allow such a shot to a teenager.

Unfortunately, Tang Ling injured Dragon Twelve for no reason, which was equivalent to being caught with a handle. Even if there were forces at the scene who wanted to help Tang Ling, they couldn't say anything?

Because Tang Ling is going to kill important people in the Star Council, and in such an occasion is a flagrant trample on the Star Council, then Nathan's shot is understandable.

How could Tang Ling be so calm? He was clearly so smart that someone was feeling, but at the same time he began to wonder if there was any conspiracy hidden in Long Twelve?

But even if there is a conspiracy? Things can't be undone, don't say anything else. Just to say how difficult it is to rescue Tang Ling from a fifth-order Ziyue soldier? !!

"Hum." Nathan gave a sudden meal and another shock wave, this time shaking all the young geniuses off the stage.

Then he looked at Tang Ling, and allowed Tang Ling's blood to flow from his face, and said ruthlessly: "Death!"

Dragon Twelve was caught in Nathan's arm ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The corner of his mouth showed an invisible smile. Since the mission is to kill Tang Ling, how can his layout rely on Tang Long only? Nathan's shot was that he colluded with Nathan's arranged lore beforehand.

At this time, Nathan would throw Tang Ling into the sky, and then take a kick. This is his famous stunt. He would use it on Tang Ling to kill him absolutely.

But at this moment, a cold voice sounded: "Stop it."

This is a joke. Who can stop a fifth-order Ziyue soldier at this time? But Nathan really stopped moving.

People were surprised to find that it was Tang Long who spoke.

"Let him down, his opponent is me. There is still a battle between life and death between him and me. You can't kill him here." Tang Long stepped onto the stage, put his hands in his pockets, and said calmly.

Nathan looked at Tang Long and remained silent for a second.

Then he spoke, and suddenly bowed: "Sorry, little dragon."