Broken Night

Chapter 283 - Zheng Long

Yang Tianxing, who was beside him, glared at him: "What are you doing? Are you going to fight again?" What made him depressed was that if he didn't use the newly created tattoo technique [Flower Sea], he would only be tied with Wan Erhao.

And that [Flower Sea] is so powerful that I can't control it perfectly, and it's not very suitable for learning and fighting.

But he also knows that tattoo artists are more suitable for close combat than tattoo masters. Only after breaking through the Hundred Marks Realm can tattoo masters make a qualitative leap and their strength soars. At the same level, he was unable to take him down, which made Yang Tianxing feel indignant.

Wan Erhao suddenly said, "Do you have a hometown?"

Yang Tianxing looked at him as if looking at an idiot: "Are you demented? Didn't I tell you that I'm from Siji Mountain."

Wan Erhao shook his head: "No."

His eyes moved slightly, although his face was still calm and rigid, expressionless. But the fluctuation of the eyes obviously couldn't hide his excitement: "My hometown is not in this world."

"It's a game world."

Yang Tianxing's pupils shrank suddenly.

The picture that was sealed in the depths of memory was revealed...

A world with only twenty big cities after the war.

And, a world with a game at its core.

"You... Wan Erhao..."

Seeing Yang Tianxing's reaction, Wan Erhao no longer had any doubts in his heart, and bowed deeply: "Meet Master."

…………

It is also in the north, less than a hundred miles away from Wan Erhao and Yang Tianxing.

In the sound of wind and snow, there is a lonely grave.

In front of the grave, a young man sat silently.

This is no longer a sacrificial tribe.

He will not forget the sentence his father said to him when he left: "You are nothing if you leave the Jitian tribe!"

Is it nothing...

The young man in front of him is Yulong!

Yulong's face is bitter and complicated.

He was already nothing.

I have always thought that my identity is just a bubble in the wind, and it will be broken when it blows.

The words before Zheng Ke's death made his whole world collapse.

"Child... live well..."

That doesn't seem to mean anything, but before Zheng Ke died, looking at the endless nostalgia in his eyes, like a father looking at a child's eyes, made him extremely uneasy.

Although Yulong has the habit of Longyang, it is because of Yu Cang that his character is indomitable. But he is definitely not stupid. Instead, he was gifted with ingenuity.

So he investigated in the Jitianluo tribe and found out that his mother had had a relationship with Zheng Ke.

It was only later that Yu Cang took a fancy to him, and in the Heaven-Sacrificing Tribe, Yu Cang was the sky.

Yulong was born by accident.

Yu Long knew that for Yu Cang, there were already countless women in the clan who were related to him. He never remembered very well when he had **** with his mother, though he never really had a child with him. So he never doubted Zheng Ke and his mother.

But no matter the time, day, etc., the time when Zheng Ke and his mother were on good terms was very consistent with his birth. Finally, Yulong stabbed a drop of blood from Zheng Ke's still-dry corpse and mixed it with his own blood...

Yulong stood up. Although the snowstorm stopped, the hatred in his heart did not stop.

There was hatred in his eyes.

Even after beheading their father, the two of them didn't even look at them from the corner of their eyes. Or in their eyes, they are just a garbage in the corner, not worth mentioning?

whoosh...

A voice suddenly appeared silently behind him, Yulong turned around abruptly and looked, only to see a voice covered in black robes, with a sinister laughter.

Although the fluctuation of the tattoo force brought by the black-robed man in front of him made him want to turn around and flee, surprisingly, there was no fear on his face. As if it were part of his destiny, he accepted it calmly.

"The smell on the little doll is good, it seems that you have something to hate."

"Want to learn from me?"

Yu Long nodded without hesitation.

Although the person in front of him is extremely terrifying, and obviously has bad intentions.

But Yulong didn't hesitate.

If he doesn't fight, he will never have a chance for revenge in his life.

The man in black robe laughed even more cheerfully, with a look of joy on his face: "First of all, let me explain, you must have the consciousness of death before you come with me."

Yulong lowered his head and looked at the lonely grave in the snow behind him. After a long time, he looked at the man in black robe and said, "I'm already dead."

"Jie Jie Jie, I don't know how long you can endure, hehehe..."

Hei Pao smiled morbidly and happily: "What's the name of the little baby?"

Yu Long said calmly, "Zheng Long."

When Zheng Ke died, Yulong also died.

The shadow took him away, leaving no trace.

Only the solitary tomb is still so desolately hidden in the snow, silent and with its blessings.

…………

night.

Mengshi woke up slowly, but found herself sleeping on a mattress made of fallen leaves.

It's just not too cold, because there is a fire burning slowly in front of him. And there was a roast chicken on the fire, and then Mengshi realized that he woke up because of the aroma of the roast chicken.

The man opposite the fire had a bald head. The fire was shining under the bald head, and there was a strange smile on his face: "Hungry?"

Meng Shi's face turned slightly red, but he snorted coldly, "No."

goo...

As if the stomach expressed dissatisfaction with her untruthful words, it sounded at the right time. The smile on Xu Yan's face got weirder: "Hehe, I said no, but my body is quite honest." As he said that, he tore out a chicken leg and handed it to Mengshi: "It's your reward for helping me."

Mengshi was not polite, took a bite in one hand, and said in her mouth, "Don't think too much, I'm not saving you. If you change anyone, even if it's a pig or a dog, I will save you. ."

Xu Yan patted his head, and now he has finally figured out the temperament of this girl. This is a girl with an extreme knife mouth and tofu heart. It was like the first time the two met, and it was because they noticed that Zuo Kuanglan had bad intentions towards him, so he appeared and saved himself.

And whether she was almost attacked by the tattooed beast because she was not suitable for teleportation, or she was protecting herself because of the breakthrough, it showed that this girl was not bad at heart. But her mouth is too hard, she just won't be soft, as if she won't show a cowardly side, more like a vigilant tattooed beast, refusing people thousands of miles away.

"Yes, yes, it's alright." Xu Yan was not angry, nor was he angry because Mengshi compared himself with pigs and dogs. After all, there is no Mengshi to protect himself this time, even if those tattooed people don't come, probably a tattooed beast or an ordinary beast at will, is enough to tear him apart.

No matter how angry you are, this time you will endure it.

Mengshi looked delicate, but her wheat-colored skin did not diminish her beauty. That kind of valiant from the heart and her beautiful face are perfectly mixed together to form Yingmei that only belongs to her. At this moment, under the reflection of sparks, she looked more delicate, and Xu Yan was stunned for a while.

Aware of Xu Yan's gaze, Mengshi raised her head and stared, "What are you looking at!"

.