Dark Moon Era

"What's this?" Tang Ling squatted on the ground, holding a small flashlight, and stretched out a finger to 'snatch' a corpse that was only one-third the size of a human on the ground, and couldn't help asking the dragon.

All this is too weird. After being killed, the huge body will slowly melt.

After melting to a certain extent, a so-called 'Ontology' appeared in this broken huge body. This Ontology is very small, only one-third the size of a human being.

However, the overall combat effectiveness of this strange thing is not weak. With the strength of Feilong, it also used several punches to barely strangle it.

The strength of Feilong is unquestionable, just ordinary punches, Tang Ling has roughly calculated through precision instinct, and the punch strength has reached 10,000 kilograms.

A quiet glance at the dragon, the pig-like appearance, presumably this is not the peak state.

As for why the dragon became a pig, Tang Ling has ‘forgotten’ the process. In short, if he did n’t loosen the dragon in time just now, in the face of this little monster, the ending must be ugly.

"Even if it is transformed, it is not an opponent." Tang Ling got the answer.

Facing Tang Ling's problems, Feilong was absent-minded, and he has not yet come up with a perfect reason to beat Tang Ling.

Captain Ziyue, beheaded by a crescent soldier in the first reserve! If this kind of thing goes out, he still has shame?

Although this matter is not without reason, for example, he was injected with a large dose of anesthetic, or an electrode binding ring was put on the neck, which will form a special electric field to affect his force field ....

In addition, this electrode binding ring will also emit a certain amount of current to make him feel sore and numb throughout his body.

Otherwise, with the strength of the boy Tang Ling, even if he exhausts his efforts, he will not hurt his dragon.

"Captain Dragon?" Tang Ling didn't get an answer, and his heart was as uncomfortable as a cat scratching.

But he looked very innocent and very honest.

When calling the dragon, all the simple eyes looking towards the dragon were all inquisitive and serious eyes.

Feilong felt that his lungs were about to explode, but could not find the reason for the attack.

In fact, the whole thing is more 'fantasy' in his mind. He thought that his fate as a 'chip' could not be changed, because his existence would make the 17th safety zone very difficult.

Regardless of the outcome of the matter, he was destined to be nailed to the pillar of shame and become a joke, but he did not expect that he was inadvertently saved by the boy Tang Ling.

It can be saved. Now when I think about that scene, Feilong doesn't know how to describe it ... This kid didn't say a word, so he put a grenade on it! !!

I guess it died very wrong, right? Was attacked by a kid whose combat power was still a 'weak chicken' type.

Want to come to it is also a dignified captain ... if it is not for various reasons, a grenade will definitely not hurt it.

Even if stuffed into the mouth, that's ...!

It was still very bad. Feilong asked himself that a grenade had been inserted into his mouth. The concussion was the lightest result.

But is your result better than a concussion? The face was swollen like a pig's head.

Who said it out? A kid in the first reserve camp seriously injured a captain in the R zone of the underground world, and then stabbed Captain Ziyue in the human safety zone No. 17.

Do you need a reason for such a kid? Not required.

Thinking of this, Feilong suddenly looked at Tang Ling and smiled suddenly. Tang Ling was terrified, and the image of Feilong suddenly laughed, just like a wild boar grinning and smiling at him.

Tang Ling wanted to run, his hunch was bad.

However, Feilong had stretched out his hand at this time, grasping Tang Ling's collar, and his smile became brighter and brighter.

"I am innocent."

"I am your lifesaver."

Tang Ling had no time to shout these two words, and saw a huge fist getting closer and closer to his face, and then a Venus appeared in his eyes.

A crisis was invisibly resolved by the timely action of the owner of the city, Wolf Andorra.

In the end, although Wolf's call did not receive any response, the beasts that had receded had already said it all.

The enemy is afraid, and the Lord is invincible.

It is hoped that the barriers started a carnival, and it seems that the seniors are also happy to cooperate with such carnivals, and rarely distribute free drinks.

Suddenly, the barriers of hope filled with blood and battle turned into a carnival on weekdays.

"It's lively outside." Genk took a glass of wine and sat down next to Andrew.

Tonight is really a bumpy night, but the final victory belongs to Andrew, which is enough for Genk.

What is victory? The concept has always been very abstract, but the smile on Andrew's lips does not deceive.

Only when he is truly happy will he subconsciously restrain himself, tighten the corners of his lips, and try not to make his smile look too proud.

However, Genk is very familiar with such a small expression. Looking at such a smile, Genk thinks that Andrew has achieved his purpose.

"Hilarity? The extravagance outside may not be real hilarity. It just needs some comfort for those who don't know the truth." Andrew shook the wine glass.

Even in the first reserve camp, his and Genk's lives are extravagant, which is the result of strength.

"Why do you say that?" Genk asked casually. He didn't really care. Andrew was interested in talking, and he cooperated just fine.

"Real people of insight, seeing the beasts in the ruined battlefield, corpses and mutant insects can be controlled, what would they think?" Andrew said here, despite trying to control, still showed a clear smile.

"It's really bad." Genk frowned.

"Yes, that's bad. There is not much to rely on in the 17th security zone. Wolf must return to preside over the big picture and never leave again." With that, Andrew took a sip of red wine. Maybe it's not Wolfe at all. "

"Then what are their scruples?" Genk wasn't happy. He had an affection for the No. 17 safety zone that he had grown up with, but it was not as good as his affection for Andrew.

"This is a secret." Andrew still smiled, and then tapped his fingers unconsciously. "But for me, this is very good news. Because the family's choice is correct."

"And my analysis at the beginning also deviated. Until now, I understand that no one is thinking about victory in this battle, but only for the first time to start a big cooperation with each other, to test each other's sincerity. Proven sincerity, this is enough Now. "

Genk lowered his head and didn't speak. How could Andrew not understand the meaning of Andrew's words?

It turned out that the battle tonight has sacrificed so many people's battles, but is it just a temptation for each other to cooperate? Test whether the other party is absolutely reliable and can cooperate in depth.

It can also be said that through this battle, some things were put on the table more clearly, and no one can 'disembark' and be completely tied together.

For example, the Once family has been deeply branded with the traitor, and they have no choice after that.

But is this really appropriate? There was still a hint of hunger in Genk's heart, and many soldiers died.

"Little Genk, you're wrong. The 17th safety zone will always be the 17th safety zone, the only difference is the person who leads it. Good birds choose wood to live in. We, as duckweeds that follow the flow, only need to choose the strong one. Leader, this is enough. "Andrew put down his glass and touched Genk's blond hair.

"Well." Genk felt a little better, and what Andrew said had always been so justified.

"Unless one day I can be a leader. At that time ..." Andrew narrowed his eyes.

But soon the topic shifted: "So, not everyone is happy in this carnival. I think there are also a few people in the first camp that are unhappy. Right?"

"Yes, they are very sad. Deere has gone to see it. After all, Oston is a member of his family. He tried to persuade Oston to take this opportunity to leave the group, but it was unpleasant." Genk told the truth Told Andrew.

"Stupid man, no one can convince." Andrew shook his head lightly, what Orston was not in his sight at all.

He was in a good mood, and although he was pretty sure that Tang Ling could not survive, the news proved it even more.

When the month breaks, he will be able to take credit. What kind of reward will he get? Could it be a legendary item flowing from a mysterious place?

If so, be sure to give it to Genk, he must grow up faster.

By the way, it has already been explored. Warehouse No. 19 is completely in ruins. Is this thing foolproof?

It seems that taking advantage of the situation is the means that a wise person should use. This also shows how important it is to control information.

Andrew held the wine glass, and the thoughts that came to his mind made him think a bit, but Genk didn't bother him, and chose to sit quietly beside him, just as the outside noise could not disturb them. Tranquility.

"So, is it an underground race?" Tang Ling frowned, even if it was just a simple expression, which made his whole puffy face overwhelmed.

The next moment, he had a pain in his teeth and grinned, but with a tear in his mouth, Tang Ling could not help but scream.

"Hahaha." Feilong laughed very hard, but the same puffy face couldn't bear the expression of laughter, and he ended up screaming with Tang Ling.

The two did not dare to 'make' anymore, and at the same time recovered their calmness, but looked at each other's eyes, just like two foxes.

"In the future, I must strangle the dragon." Tang Ling thought in his mind.

"I'll be free in the future, and I'll beat this kid once a month." Fei Long's idea is also very simple.

However, the two did not mention this stubbornly, but continued to talk about the topic of underground race.

"Yes, the underground race. There is another civilization underground. They are completely different from human civilization, but it is indeed a civilization." Feilong took a sip of cigarettes that had been searched from Tang Ling, and exhaled a sigh of smoke. .

Speaking of underground races, this is a very heavy topic and very heavy for anyone who knows it.

"I don't believe it. The former civilization did not record what civilization is underground. The technology of the former civilization is so developed. If there is a civilization underground, how can such a major event not be detected?" Tang Ling expressed his own opinion.

He refused, and was even less willing to acknowledge the existence of civilization underground. He was more willing to believe that what he saw was a special monster that appeared in this era and lived underground.

It's like a corpse.

Tang Ling loves to read and thinks more. He can clearly understand that if a planet has two distinct races, and both are intelligent races, both have developed their own civilization, what does it mean?

War, real war! Unlike humans and beasts, mutant insects and corpses fight only the war of genocide between the two intelligent races.

No peace is possible, nothing at all! Even if the former civilization was so developed, discrimination among the same race cannot be eliminated because of differences in color, let alone two distinct civilizations?

This is what Tang Ling thought subconsciously. He didn't want to think more about it. He just wanted to deny it.

Looking at Tang Ling's serious look, Feilong was slightly silent for a while.

He couldn't tell Tang Ling something more, because Tang Ling didn't know the history that was deliberately concealed ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ According to the iron rule of No. 17 safety zone, a person does not grow to a certain degree There is no way to know more.

This is a kind of protection and a kind of paralysis, otherwise people will not have the peace to live in this era.

Rarely confused, it can only be a state of the wise and informed. For most people, they do n’t understand it, so it does n’t matter.

"So, they are civilizations that only appeared in our time, right?" Looking at Feilong's expression, Tang Ling tentatively said what he thought was the result.

If so, that's fine! No matter what, human beings are enjoying some of the achievements left by the former civilization, and they are moving forward steadily.

In comparison, the odds are much higher.

Tang Ling is not a person who is worried about the country and the people, but he still understands the simple truth-that if the skin is not stored, it will be attached to it?

It is an absolute fool to betray your own race and despise your country.

"No, they have always existed." Feilong wanted to deceive Tang Ling, but looking at his dark eyes, he couldn't tell the lies.

What's more, being seen by Tang Ling and discovering the existence of underground races is already a godsend, right?

This magical boy, Feilong said with emotion, looking at Tang Ling's eyes could not help but soften a bit.

Always exist? Tang Ling's face was a little bit ugly, and Fei Long still denied his statement.

No matter how illogical and unbelievable the existence of underground civilization is, Feilong is as simple as that, without giving any evidence, it directly denies Tang Ling.

"Underground, there is no way to survive. High temperature ... at least the high temperature underground, where else is the oxygen? No, underground anyway ..." Tang Ling muttered to himself, unable to accept this conclusion for a while.