Dark Moon Era

"Smelly boy, I don't expect to return early today." Boss Huang sighed while leaning on the front door of Zhichilou, watching the women coming and going on the street.

Then whispered: "Such a young age, do everything right. Hope this kid understands, no matter how young, men also have the man's insistence. Don't let the ignorant girl waste all her thoughts."

"Hey, what is the love in this world? Zhizhi teaches people to go on a hunger strike every day! I have been on a hunger strike for two days ..." Roaring like this, Huang Shi Shiran walked back to the idiot building.

Ring road.

Tang Ling squatted on the side of the road, quietly smoking.

Han Xing was on the side, and he followed Tang Ling quietly to smoke. Of course, the smoke was begging Tang Ling to ask Tang Ling.

The shouts from the first floor of the cabin area have spread one after another, and they have all reached the road around the sea. It can be seen how wonderful this dead man's platform was played.

Pearl Square was originally very close to the Huanhai Road.

Tang Ling didn't know why he came here. He just wanted to feel the kind of attitude from the other side.

"Brother, I won't advise you. But I thought for a long time, there is one thing I still want to tell you." Han Xing hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to tell Tang Ling what he knew.

Tang Ling was silent.

Han Xing scratched his head in difficulty and said, "I think although we haven't known each other for a long time, we won't be together for a short time."

"It's also appetite! So, we should be friends."

Tang Ling did not deny.

"Since they are friends, I must tell you that the other side and Tang Long ..."

"Tang Long?" Tang Ling raised his eyebrows. Before that, he heard someone in the audience shouting the name Tang Long. At this time, he said from Han Xing's mouth that he determined that Tang Shao's real name was Tang Long.

What a coincidence, all surnamed Tang? But this is not enough to make Tang Ling think deeply.

In fact, very few people know that Tang Long is also the son of Tang Feng, and Han Xing is unlikely to know.

"Well, Tang Long." Han Xing replied in this way, a sudden doubt came to his mind. Why is it surnamed Tang? Why is there a precision instinct? How can this be so coincidental?

But the whole world knows that Tang Feng has only one son, his name is Tang Ling.

Tang Long became famous early, and was a key cultivated person of the Star Council. Even the big brother of the Star Council was his righteous father.

Even if my life is mysterious, it has nothing to do with Tang Feng? Once the Dragon Army and the Star Council are the deadly enemies!

However, why do I think more and more and feel a little ... bizarre?

Naturally, Han Xing would not rashly put forward his guess, he just wanted to make Tang Ling's words clear.

"Well, it is that Tang Long and the other bank are more than just knowing each other. Many people who know them acquiesce that they will be together in the future ... They all see the other bank as a woman who is selected by Tang Long. As for the Star Council, I don't know Isn't it also ... "Han Xing's words grew quieter, because he saw Tang Ling's look changed.

Yes, Tang Ling was stung again.

But, but ...

"Does the other side admit it? Does she have a stand?" Tang Ling asked sadly.

"It really doesn't." Han Xing told the truth.

"Well, I know that." Tang Ling extinguished the smoke in his hand, and the drizzle that kept falling in the sky moistened his and Han Xing's hair and clothes.

"Okay, you know it." Han Xing no longer said more, what can you say?

"Go back." At this point, from the other side of the ring road, into the entrance of the cabin area, the noise of the crowd reached its peak.

Was that Dragon Master completely victorious? Who knows, Tang Ling walked towards the station under the drizzle.

Han Xing followed behind Tang Ling.

"Agglomerated conch mud, sell aggregated conch mud, does anyone want it?" Huanhai Road is still lively there, the roadside is still a variety of shops, all kinds of stalls, all kinds of people selling messy things temporarily.

Aggregate conch mud? Tang Ling's heart stopped and stopped.

This aggregated conch mud is a special product of the seaside in the Purple Moon Period. Although it is not too precious, it is definitely not common.

It's strange to hear the name, it seems to be a kind of dirt, and it's like a kind of conch.

In fact, it is a kind of 'waste' formed by the conch shell called snail, which is left behind after being engulfed by a creature of a former civilization coral worm.

It can also be understood as the feces of that mutant.

It sounds very bad! But in fact, as long as it is involved in metal production, whether it is a metal maker that maintains ancient charm like Boss Huang, or a super-tech metal manufacturing factory, this material is valued.

Because it is a super adhesive, it can form a wonderful fusion agent when blended.

Because the process of formation is not easy, it is not common and the price cannot be said to be cheap.

Selling such things on Huanhai Road? Actually it doesn't worry about selling.

Tang Ling thought, while he had stopped, came to the man who was screaming to buy polymer conch mud.

The man's clothes were still wet, and it looked like a seaman who went ashore as soon as he got the harvest.

This ancient profession has not changed from previous civilization to now, because the sea still exists.

The man was trembling at this moment, and wanted to come back from the sea. It was a bit cold in this drizzle.

Seeing Tang Ling come over, he shouted directly: "No sale, no two price, this 90 black sea coin."

Tang Ling squatted down and looked at a fist-sized aggregate conch mud in his box. No wonder he would sell it here.

Because whether the smithy or the metal factory collects this stuff, it is a wholesale price. If you take more or less, the price is the same. People are not worried about the lack of supplies.

Therefore, such small quantities are generally collected, and no one is willing to sell them at wholesale prices, which is a bit of a loss.

It depends on whether there is a person in need who can provide a good price.

Tang Ling picked up this piece of conch mud, and after carefully identifying the authenticity, he did not bargain, and directly gave the seaman ninety black sea coins.

This price is within a reasonable range.

"I'm X, so expensive, what do you buy it for?" Han Xing didn't understand Tang Ling's behavior model. Could he be broken, and use shopping to vent? !! Even if you vent it, do n’t you bring it? Buy a gadget that you do n’t know what to use, and still get ninety black sea coins?

"I'm useful." Tang Ling didn't explain.

In fact, he has been concerned about giving a gift to the other side, the original plan was to let Rosin help him choose it.

But suddenly meeting a man who sold conch mud made Tang Ling change his mind.

He is now hitting iron. Some basic books about hitting iron, Boss Huang is open to him so that he can read it during the occasional break.

These books are not anything advanced, they are nothing more than the identification of some metal roughs, some alloys, some materials.

There are also a variety of iron patterns.

Tang Ling is enthusiastic about reading. Even if it is not something advanced, his reading speed is fast anyway.

He still remembers that there was an interesting thing in the drawing set that impressed him deeply. It was a colorful magnetic flower carved from metal.

The petals can mimic the appearance of dancing in the wind, but they are always controlled within a certain range by the flower core in the center, a superalloy-grade magnet.

At that time, Tang Ling felt very extravagant, because the material needed for this colorful magnetic flower not only involved super alloys, but also conch mud to blend some alloys with rich colors. The cost was too high, so it was a toy-like thing.

But ... the other side would like it? Tang Ling didn't intend to give the kind of magnetic flower to the original picture on the other side. He thought of a kind of plant that is difficult to erase in memory-four-color velvet.

He wanted to use the principle of colorful magnetic flowers to create a colorful velvet to give to the other side.

In fact, this plant involves precious memories of him and his sister, and Tang Ling cannot share such memories.

However, he just wanted to create a four-colored velvet that was given to the other bank. There was no reason, and he didn't want to ask why.

Well, the four-colored Rongying does not actually exist. If there is one, I am afraid there is only one in the world that he will create in the future, a unique one.

Will the other shore like it?

Tang Ling was thinking, but Han Xing, who was standing next to him, suddenly grabbed the conch mud in his hand, and some lingering Tang Ling ran directly to the other side of the ring road.

What are you doing? Tang Ling was puzzled and caught Han Xing.

But I heard a very lively sound coming from behind. It was the continuous noise of the crowd talking, and gradually approached where he stood.

Tang Ling frowned, turning instinctively.

Then he saw that Tang Long, dressed in a white uniform, walked in the middle of the crowd like a prince. There were countless people around him, pursuing him, looking at him with adoring eyes, and arguing about what .

Around Tang Long, there are many bodyguards separating Tang Long from the crowd, allowing Tang Long to walk elegantly and calmly in such a crowded situation.

Really ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Those who have played the three match-killer games, their white clothes are still spotless. How powerful is it?

Han Xing thought so, and slowly frowned.

Two teenagers who also have precise instincts, Tang Ling's strength is probably weaker than Tang Long.

However, Tang Ling did not think about this problem, and his eyes fell on the person beside Tang Long.

Who else can walk beside Tang Long, so that Tang Long has been holding an umbrella for her, and his eyes have been on her? Isn't it the other side?

She is still beautiful, walking with Tang Long in the crowd, just like the princess and princess, like the idols of the pre-civilization crazy star-making period.

He was such a guy who was standing in the rain with a piece of dark conch mud standing in the rain, with wet hair and wet clothes, didn't he notice?

However, the other side saw Tang Ling.

Similarly, Tang Long turned his head and saw Tang Ling, the smile on his face gradually solidified.