Dark Moon Era

Isn't boss Huang very powerful? Isn't Boss Huang allowed to take over in the dark port? Boss Huang is not ...

Why are the same satyrs in the audience?

Tang Ling is very fortunate to wear a mask himself, or else someone would know that he was ironing in the idiot building of boss Huang, would he think he was a little satyr?

So ashamed! Unprecedented shame!

And if the boss refuses to accept, does it mean that the task is not completed? The thought of Tang Ling was a bit anxious here, and I wanted to faint and shock me?

For example, if you do n’t accept it, boss, I will faint for your love? Then take a sip of blood and spray it like this?

After thinking about it, Tang Ling really felt too ashamed that he couldn't do such an act.

I can only put this bunch of Haiqiluo on the stage, and said with affection: "Owner, boss Huang, when you mention your name, your eyes are different, and they will shine. I put this bunch of flowers here If you don't like it, throw it away. "

What kind of ghost is the eye? Someone couldn't help but sigh, Boss Huang was so fine, how could he choose such a fool to give flowers? It feels like I can't even say good words, but silly words are a long story. It is estimated that I have never really touched the feelings of men and women.

Tang Ling put down the flowers, and without looking at the expression of the boss, immediately ran away.

Fortunately, at this time, the boss had finished singing, and people had made way for Tang Ling.

Then watching Tang Ling's back burst into a laugh, boss Huang's satyr turned out to be the kid's idol?

When I think of it, I find it funny.

Tang Ling didn't feel so embarrassed in his whole life. Boss Huang didn't kill someone for his life. How can he finish it without going back for a lot of money?

Want to come, what is your task today?

In the laughter, Tang Ling ran faster and faster. People just looked at Tang Ling and found it interesting. They didn't notice it. As Tang Ling left, a figure on the second floor also put down two black sea coins and left quietly. Already.

Tang Long has been sitting in the dark hall.

He was waiting, waiting for the seven buckets to be revered to make him the first man he saw—zero.

And now, how long have you been waiting? Two hours? Three hours? Tang Long didn't know that he didn't even have the idea of ​​calculating the time with precise instinct.

Because, he is very calm, there is no trace of anxiety from his heart. In this case, what's the point of counting time?

With this idea in mind, Tang Long was sitting in imminent danger, not moving as much as a mountain, and not even changing the rhythm of his breathing.

Another twenty minutes passed.

Footsteps finally came from the dark, dull, almost invisible hall.

With the sound of this footsteps, the lights in the hall finally turned on two or three.

Still, the lights are too dim, just a little stronger than total darkness.

"Tang Long." At this moment, a voice sounded abruptly, and it was completely different from the one before when he let him in.

This sound sounded violent, even dark, and people who are slightly weaker in their mental endurance might have the idea of ​​running away after listening.

But Tang Long couldn't, he was still very stable, but just stood up and made a meeting etiquette in the direction of the sound.

At this moment, not far in front of him, in the deepest part of the hall, a man in a black robe with a tearing devil mask had appeared on the huge black seat.

This should be zero.

Tang Long's etiquette is so well done that even the most discerning housekeeper can't pick up any problems.

After all, he is the representative of the genius boy, the best candidate for the word perfect.

Good-looking, sunny, upright, personable, courteous, and darling, like the words for Tang Long in front of him.

"Zero senior?" Tang Long's tone was not too sure.

"Call me zero." The man on the black seat had no emotion at all.

But Tang Long was not in a hurry, nor was he annoyed, but said very clearly: "The seven masters of the family make me sure to find you."

Faced with this sentence, zero silence.

It took several seconds before he began to say something that Tang Long didn't understand: "You are the choice of Qidou."

"Zero, I don't understand." Tang Long shook his head slightly.

"You don't need to understand. Have you dreamed yet?" Zero asked Tang Long suddenly.

"Interrupted, just half a year ago." Tang Long answered zero truthfully, as if the secret of falling into a dream was just a very casual little thing for him.

But the information in the words also revealed a shocking secret. What else can interrupt the dream?

But Zero wasn't surprised. He just said briefly: "Interrupting dreams and dreams, you have your own choices, and I will not make any comments."

Tang Long is silent. In fact, he wants to know how far he can go in that so-called dream? After all, Dreamland claims to be the world's biggest secret.

He has always been curious.

It seems that Tang Long's thoughts calmed Tang Long unexpectedly: "Super genius has his own time to dream. If he missed it, there is still a chance, it is ordinary genius."

"Thank you Senior Zero. I know I will fall asleep soon." Tang Long smiled, a smile that was fatally attractive to girls.

But for other caring people, you can see a trace of something else.

For example, Tang Long's smile is full of Tang Feng's shadow, and those who have seen Tang Ling will find that Tang Ling has the same look as Tang Feng.

They are brothers after all.

Having said that, Zero's conversation with Tang Long seems to be in a deadlock. After all, Tang Long does not know what it means for Qi Dou to ask for change?

And if Zero does not want to continue this topic, the next two people will only be silent.

Fortunately, the atmosphere of silence didn't last long. After half a minute, Zero spoke again: "Do you know why Qidou made you come to me?"

"I don't know."

"Because, I am the only person in the world who can guide this talent with precision instinct." Zero's tone was light.

And calm like Tang Long can't help but move, how accurate the instinct is, only those who own it know.

Unexpectedly, zero can guide the practice of precision instinct?

"I won't be unfair to you. But you also have to bring a sentence to Qi Dou." Zero said something that puzzled Tang Long again.

"Please." Tang Long nodded.

"From now on, I will guide you to practice instinctively. But you must tell Qidou that before a certain time point, I have no stand, I will just wait and see. Do you understand?" Zero said one by one. Here.

"Understand." As a core disciple of the Star Council, Tang Long also did not know much about the past.

But it should not be asked, he will not ask more, he just silently wrote down this sentence.

"You follow me now. Practice for an hour first. Time is urgent. You must spend an hour here in the afternoon every day." Zero said directly.

Just how urgent is time? Tang Long was slightly puzzled, but he didn't even think that things would go so smoothly after meeting zero.

Is it because of the face of the Seven Masters?

Tang Long didn't get an answer, but he didn't need an answer. If someone reasoned for his precise instinct, he would just follow the practice.

After all, he will also spend some time in the dark port, just for the opportunity in May.

"After that, at the Wanhai Festival, the dark port will announce a major event. A few of you have prepared early, and the platform is waiting for you." In a gorgeous office like a huge cabin, a body is extremely strong, with The man in the captain's cap looked at the teenagers standing in front of him and said solemnly.

"Yes." The teenagers answered respectfully and turned away from the captain's room.

If there is a Dark Harbor present, you will be surprised to find that these teenagers are not the talented teenagers of the Dark Hall of Dark Harbor who have devoted all their efforts to training-Dark Nine Feathers?

Now, as a dignified Jiu Yu, is he going to play a low-level ring?

Ordinary people like this will never know the slightest thing, they will only wonder about the matter itself.

And the man in the captain's cap looked at the distant sea through the huge window after the dark nine feathers left, whispering to himself: "The more turbulent the times, the more talented people will emerge."

"This time the opportunity of the Dark Harbor is a little different."

"Is this the stage God has prepared especially for these talented young people?"

While talking, the man in the captain's cap frowned.

Tang Ling walked quickly on the street, bowing his head all the way.

No matter how you look at it, he feels that he is still immersed in the shame that Mengke Restaurant just had.

Is anyone shame? Tang Ling thought, feeling that his face was still a little hot, and the pace under his feet was getting faster. He didn't seem to notice at all, no matter how fast his pace was, he followed a curious figure behind him.

Leaving the street where the dreamer was, Tang Ling seemed to be better, and his pace slowly slowed down.

To return from the Dreamer Restaurant to the Luchi House, you need to go through a messy alley.

While Tang Ling slowed down, he was silently observing these alleys, and then when he walked to a corner, suddenly his pace accelerated, and the whole person disappeared.

Why are people missing? The other side was slightly lost, in fact, she had no other meaning at all, and instinctively felt that she wanted to follow Tang Ling and followed.

With such a slight loss of mood, the other bank quickly passed the corner, but there are seven or eight lanes alleyed after the corner. Where is Tang Ling?

Forget it, just meet each other. Although you are curious and find him interesting, you don't have to know him and find him.

Just like the shell toy that I like ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I put it in the store, I may often miss it, but I still like it when I want to come.

But when I bought it, I got it in my hands, and maybe one day I was tired and annoyed.

In fact, things do n’t matter at all. What ’s important is how easy it is to have a favorite mood?

Like being curious about that teenager, isn't it also fun?

Thinking of this, the other side exhaled slightly, looked up at the night sky where the purple moon was already hanging, and it was time to go back?

Turning around, the other side was walking forward. Although she lost her way, she could always ask others.

However, what the other side did not expect was that she had just walked through that corner, and suddenly slammed a figure in the alley closest to the corner.

Grab her arm, pull her into the alley, then hold her arm against her neck, control her in a corner, reach out and grab her veil.

"Who are you and why are you following me?"