Dark Moon Era

Sorry what? ! What are you sorry for? !

In many cases, Tang Ling was calm and sensible, but there was no doubt that the appearance of Tang Feng's figure detonated Tang Ling's fierce emotions.

These emotions are complicated. After all, they are facing their own father, but no matter how complicated the emotions are, they are dominated by an emotion that only arises after they are determined to be Tang Feng, that is, resistance.

Such resistance made Tang Ling ridiculed, so... sorry for what? That's no use! What are you sorry for? Your regret has nothing to do with me!

No matter what power Tang Feng used, it blocked the double spiral fog road that Tang Ling had visualized, but this was after all Tang Ling’s visual world. Tang Ling could directly express his will with his mind, or it could be understood as this. It is a more direct dialogue, in which thoughts and words, and even the tone conveys emotions very accurately.

So Tang Feng quickly got an icy response: "I don't know you. But you have crossed the boundary and it affects my promotion. Please withdraw. Otherwise, I will drive you out."

This is what Tang Ling thought. He was not at all wondering why Tang Feng appeared here, what power did he use to appear, and what was his purpose? I'm not even too lazy to analyze what kind of emotion is behind my great resistance?

He just wanted Tang Feng to disappear soon, and seeing it more was torture, and it also affected his mood.

Faced with the refusal and coldness of his son, any father will feel sad and sad in his heart.

But Tang Feng was very calm. At least the shadow he stayed here behaved like this. He looked forward as if Tang Ling was standing in front of him and he looked at his son.

In fact, Tang Ling didn't visualize his figure. Tang Feng's phantom was facing nothingness. He couldn't see Tang Ling...

I don't know why, it feels a bit tingling Tang Ling, but before the tingling sensation lasted for a second, Tang Ling saw Tang Feng smile.

I have to admit that this smile is eighth similar to Tang Ling, full of the pure feeling that young people have when they laugh, and then with a little sharp confidence, it is more of a mischievous feeling.

But compared to Tang Ling, Tang Feng's smile still has a rage that Tang Ling doesn't have. It feels like a street gangster who can never get out of his head. He can't do big bad things, and he's very good at making trouble.

This smile is really annoying, Tang Ling is instinctively disgusted, but he doesn't know that his own smile is also the same?

It looks a bit cheap, but it doesn't make people really annoying, because the eyes-father and son both have the same clean and sincere eyes.

In comparison, Tang Long, who was so noble and cold to a little fairy, seemed to have a genetic mutation.

"I don't." Tang Feng just said these two words simply and neatly.

Oh shit! Tang Ling immediately felt his lungs explode.

In the next second, Tang Feng became leisurely, carrying his hands on his back and slowly, pacing back and forth, looking around, as if it was a museum or a beautiful garden for people to visit. Kind of, Tang Ling's heart, Hei Gulongdong has nothing.

It was such an environment, matched with Tang Feng's appearance, that Tang Feng seemed particularly rascal and hateful.

But Tang Feng seemed to think that Tang Ling was not the same as the excitement. While wandering leisurely, he said: "I am your old man, you are my son. Don't pretend to be X in front of me, it's a girl who likes a cold man nowadays. I am not a girl!"

Hearing these words, Tang Ling suffocated his chest. Who made this guy take it for granted? Just providing an X with a genome, feels great?

That's what Tang Ling thinks. If he wants to play tricks, Tang Ling is not afraid! Tang Ling, who was about to explode, didn't even bother to play around. He had only one thought left, which was to drive Tang Feng out.

This dad, I haven't seen him for a lifetime, no, I won't see him for a few lifetimes, and Tang Ling has no regrets.

But Tang Ling hasn't realized his idea yet. Tang Feng has stopped. He stretched out a hand and pointed his fingers in a direction. In fact, that direction is where Tang Ling's eyes are in the world of visualization. Then, Tang Feng’s smile that made Tang Feng hate deepened, but he brought a trace of unfathomable unfathomableness: "Are you still trying to drive me away? Or you try?"

This tone was five-point provocative, five-point disdain, and always calm Tang Ling didn't know why, but was so irritated by Tang Feng. If others said that to him, Tang Ling would definitely think that if he said that, he would definitely have reliance. , Be sure to think and observe before acting.

But when he arrived at Tang Feng, he began to visualize hard without saying anything, trying to close the door of the visual world that Tang Feng had forcibly removed...

The result is conceivable, no matter how hard Tang Ling worked, let alone closing the door, it would be impossible to shake Tang Feng's phantom.

"How?" Tang Feng looked refreshed, waved his hand, and a stone appeared at his feet inexplicably. He stepped on the stone with one leg and leaned forward, looking very proud.

Tang Ling was silent. He found out that this kind of offense was low, he was afraid he would lose to Tang Feng. But even if he was silent, Tang Ling still felt a strong sense of frustration, his own visual world was being doled by others, but he couldn't do anything. This was a complete failure.

You must know that if the person who invaded was not Tang Feng, the father of physiology, but someone else with malicious intent, Tang Ling would die a hundred times, and there would definitely be many ways to die.

Imagining that the world is controlled is equivalent to the mind being controlled, and the whole person becomes a puppet... This is a kind of ultimate force that cannot resist.

"You Lao Tzu is still your Lao Tzu." Tang Feng sat cross-legged on the stone, with a cigarette in the corner of his mouth: "You are the second perfect gene chain owner, and the result is still that weak, not challenging at all. "

"Life is really lonely as snow."

Tang Ling finally couldn't help it. He had seen hundreds of bitches, but he had never seen Tang Feng so cheap: "Damn, what are you doing?"

"Do you love to stay here? Are you lonely as snow? Well, you just stay lonely here, I will spend with you, anyway, I..."

What Tang Ling wanted to express was that from the next second, he would completely ignore Tang Feng, and he would say whatever he did, not worse than Tang Ling, and the most powerful thing was that Tang Ling was smarter and could deal with bitches. Isn’t the trick to ignore him?

But Tang Feng jumped up immediately, tilted his head and looked at where Tang Ling's gaze was: "What were you scolding just now? Damn? Are you scolding your mother?"

Tang Ling's face, sitting cross-legged in reality, suddenly turned red. The word "mother" is undoubtedly the softest treasure in Tang Ling's heart, although he has never seen his mother or felt the warmth from her mother. But... his imagination of his mother was never interrupted during his childhood.

Mother must have the kindness of a mother-in-law and the gentleness of a dead aunt. After hearing more about Tang Feng's deeds, she never had any trace of her own mother.

Tang Ling also firmly believed in one thing, that is, braving the indifference that Tang Feng would not care about, and insisting on giving birth to himself, he must have great love for himself.

Tang Feng, who has let down his mother, has any right to mention her? This kind of mention is a tarnish! No, he not only failed his mother, but also Tang Long's mother, he was a scumbag.

Tang Ling originally decided to ignore Tang Feng no matter what, but he didn't want to say such a sentence, so that Tang Ling had an urge to scold Tang Feng a hundred times, and he even thought of the sharpest words. Tang Ling had no worries in this regard. He did not put Tang Feng in his father's position at all. To Tang Ling, Tang Feng was just a familiar stranger.

But again, Tang Ling's plan fell through. Because after Tang Feng finished that sentence, the unpleasant smile disappeared immediately, his eyes became severe, giving people a kind of inexplicable pressure, he seemed to take a breath of light upward, before his forehead The hair that looked a little loose and fluttered.

"Do you know what it means to have a power as an Laozi? When your son is disobedient, you can beat him up."

Tang Ling was completely angrily laughed, but remembered Gu Huaxia's words, "There is nothing wrong with guilt?" Do you mean to scold your mother? This person is looking for a reason to want to beat himself up.

It is a pity that in the world of visualization, everything is visualization. Even if Tang Feng visualizes the scene of beating himself, it is just formalism. Is this guy crazy? Still too naive?

But just like in response to Tang Feng's words, Lao Tzu is Lao Tzu. Isn't it right to clean up my son? !

Unusually exaggerated, Tang Feng stepped on the rock again with one leg, and at the same time, a doll appeared on his leg. The doll was visualized at random, or Tang Feng didn’t have it at all. What is the concept of exquisite dolls? In short, there are a few hairs floating on the head, two 6s represent eyes, and one thread represents mouth.

What to do Tang Ling was already unable to complain about the ugly baby, but could not understand Tang Feng's routine at all.

But Tang Feng looked very cheap, spit out a puff of smoke, then exaggerated, raised his hand high, raised his slap...

Why... Tang Ling's heart suddenly felt cold, even if he knew that in the world of visualization, Tang Feng could kill and control himself, but he could not beat himself...

And even if he hates Tang Feng, Tang Ling is still sober, he is sure that Tang Feng will not harm him, he...

Tang Ling's mind suddenly became a little confused. Before he finished thinking about these thoughts, he heard an exaggerated ‘pop’, and Tang Feng slapped the baby’s ass.

ill? Tang Ling was completely dumbfounded, only these two words came out of his mind, but then Tang Ling was humiliated, shocked and angry, and found that his **** felt a very clear pain! It was like Tang Feng slapped his ass!

You know, in the world of visualization, almost all the five senses of the body are turned off! Why is there such a clear pain?

But now all these doubts are not important. Tang Ling’s shame and anger are almost breaking through the top of his head, but at the same time, he also found sadly that he has no way at all and can only roar: "Spanking is such a pediatrician? There is something for me A painful lesson."

I have to say that Tang Ling is very smart. He is deliberately angering Tang Feng. In fact, for a little man, even a few stabbings is better than being spanked, right? This is not a punishment at all, but a total humiliation.

Tang Ling just ignored the fact that the man in front of him is his father, and it is not humiliating for a father to act like this.

Of course, Tang Ling also deliberately ignored this fact.

"I didn't plant it? How did you come when you didn't plant it? A joke." Since Tang Ling is a son, how could his routine Tang Feng be fooled? He said with a ‘pop’, then took another shot.

There is no doubt that Tang Ling's **** is honest, and there is a hot pain once again, Tang Ling is about to explode, but he can't end this **** visualization.

"By the way, I just like spanking in pediatrics. It is said that all dads like it, especially for disobedient bear children."

"Papa, papa, papa", Tang Feng slapped him mercilessly as he spoke.

Tang Ling was mad and began to scold without a word.

"I will never spank my son when I live to your age! I can't afford to be ashamed."

"My son will be ashamed to think, isn't he just this skill?"

"Yes, what were you doing when you were this age? Playing in the mud? I'm much better than you. If you really are my dad, you might have been hit by God's pie?"

Tang Feng raised his eyebrows and smiled at the corner of his mouth. Although it was the same "cheap" in Tang Ling's eyes, he didn't know why it was a little more dangerous.

Sure enough, Tang Ling's hunch was right. Tang Feng suddenly threw up the doll on his lap at this moment and kicked it on the doll's ass.

Damn, got kicked! !

Proud like Tang Ling, now he has completely turned into an angry little lion. If it were in reality, he would have to fight Tang Feng desperately.

For the first time, he felt that it was completely suppressed. There was no other way but helpless. He could only continue to curse unscrupulously: "If I live to your age, as long as you cultivated, see if I don't take care of you. ."

"I didn't treat you as a dad."

At the same time, looking at the doll kicked by Tang Feng, Tang Ling also felt an opportunity. He couldn't care about anything. He just visualized that he had come into this world in an instant.

As soon as he appeared, he started to rush towards the flying doll without hesitation, trying to grab it.

Perhaps, Tang Feng's ability to clean himself up like this is related to this visualized doll?

Anyway, unable to figure out the reason, Tang Ling would guess any doubtful possibility.

But Tang Ling's plan finally fell through, because he was disappointed to find that even in this free visualization world, he should have been the absolute king, and belonged to his visualization world, he still couldn't rob Tang Feng.

I could only watch Tang Feng's big hand grab the baby's leg, then raised it in front of him, shaking: "Do you want this?"

Tang Ling gritted his teeth!

Is this the first time their father and son have faced each other? But the atmosphere is not right, all the emotions that should be there are not, but it does not seem to be unfamiliar, it is natural to fall into the confrontation, and no one cares about it.

"Here you are." Tang Feng looked kind.

Tang Ling couldn't believe it, but Tang Feng handed the doll to Tang Ling with a sincere look: "After all, you are still my son."

Tang Ling was suspicious, but the shame of being spanked and kicked made him tentatively stretched out his hand...

Sure enough, Tang Feng stuffed the baby into his hand.

That's all?

Before Tang Ling could react, Tang Feng suddenly retreated, and was tens of meters away from Tang Ling in an instant. As he moved away, the world of visualization also grew bigger, as if there was an infinite space.

Tang Ling grasped the doll, once again habitually unable to understand Tang Feng.

However, Tang Feng stopped in the next second, and raised his hand with another doll: "It's a pity that I recognize you as a son, but you don't recognize me as a father. So..."

Tang Ling knew he was being tricked.

Tang Feng smiled wickedly, bent his fingers, and then flicked towards Tang Ling's crotch.

"I X!" Even though he was in the world of visualization, Tang Ling couldn't help covering a certain part and shouted almost hoarsely.

Tang Feng appeared in front of Tang Ling for an instant, squatting down and looking concerned: "Does it hurt? Son?"

"Haha, it doesn't matter." Tang Ling smiled suddenly: "Otherwise you can abolish me, or that's fine, because whether you abolish me or not, I will decide to let you cut off your children and grandchildren."

"How can the genes of your fellow be passed on? It's absent from me, and I'm good for the world."

"You are severing the hope of the world." Surprisingly, this time Tang Feng didn't joking with Tang Ling. He seemed to be threatened and the expression on his face became solemn.

Tang Ling sneered on the ground. Of course he didn't decide like this. Somehow the other side must agree to this kind of thing, right? It's just...however you can hit this rogue Tang Feng right now. With Tang Ling's cleverness, he can naturally think of this key point.

"I'll give you a chance." Tang Feng muttered. After watching Tang Ling for a long time, it seemed that he had finally made up his mind.

Tang Ling didn't pick it up.

"Do you want to have a fair confrontation with me in the world of visualization?" Tang Feng waved his hand, and the two dolls dispersed: "I, Tang Feng, has always kept his promise. You can take this opportunity, of course. No. I only give you three seconds to think about it."

"One."

"two."

"What opportunity?" Tang Ling didn't want to be humiliated anymore. Whether it was being spanked or being shot XX, it was an absolute shame. Even afterwards, Tang Ling would never intend to mention it to anyone, and the other side could not mention it!

He must also take this opportunity. Who can guarantee that if he doesn't agree, what damage will Tang Feng think of?

Tang Ling's compromise made Tang Feng smile. Tang Ling's smile became disgusting at first sight, and naturally turned his head away, so he also missed the flash of warmth in Tang Feng's eyes.

His body was forcibly pulled up by Tang Feng, and then forcibly pressed on a stone that Tang Feng had visualized.

As for Tang Feng, sitting on a rock opposite Tang Ling, he began to say without hesitation: "Visualizing the world is nothingness, and its essence comes from human spiritual power."

"It's so-called, you get what you want. Get out of matter completely."

"But have you ever thought about it? Even so, the difference between visualizing the world is huge? Just like some people have rich imagination, what they see and think is beautiful, and it is a huge help to the person who thinks about it. , And then feedback to their own body. Some people visualize the world but are extremely barren, without a core point of support, what they view and think..."

Tang Ling pretended to be absent-minded, but out of instinctive desire for power and thirsty pursuit of a lot of knowledge, he couldn't help taking it seriously.

I have to say that Tang Feng is a very insightful and powerful teacher, and a few words have already made people think.

"Then why is it so? The key lies in mental power. To analyze a deeper level lies in one of the origins of spiritual power-self-will."

"The self-will can be tempered! The core mental power that has been tempered by the self-will is like a tree with a firm foundation. It will not be easily blown away by the strong wind, become a rootless source, and finally dissipate."

"This self-will will be attached to every trace of mental power. As long as the spiritual power is given a little support, the spiritual power will be extremely powerful."

"My support is on Xiaozhong. You are my son. Now you should be able to think, why in your world of visualization, are you still suppressed by me?" Tang Feng looked at Tang Ling seriously, and suddenly shouted .

"Because your self-will has been tempered and suppressed my will." Of course Tang Ling thought of the key, and answered almost subconsciously.

"More than that! Because of its powerfulness, my mental power can still lash your mental power and have a huge impact on your spirit. It's like, if I want to spank you, your **** will definitely hurt." Tang Feng bent his fingers again.

Tang Ling covered it abruptly, fiercely: "We must cut off our children and grandchildren."

Tang Feng seemed to be really threatened by this, and said with a sly smile: "Just kidding, men must have a sense of humor."

"Now, I will teach you how to temper your own will." Tang Feng solemnly said, "This is the opportunity, do you want to learn it?"

While talking, Tang Feng took off the cigarette from the corner of his mouth and seemed to feel a little emotional: "The most important thing is that with the mental power of self-will, it is like having a root duckweed. You will not get lost easily."

"What do you mean?" Will the mental power be lost? Mental power belongs to oneself~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I wouldn't get lost originally, Tang Ling was a little puzzled.

"Do you want to learn?" Tang Feng didn't answer Tang Ling at all.

"I'm afraid to learn, as long as I can..." Of course Tang Ling wanted to learn, but following Tang Feng's study, he was always a little awkward, so he was awkward to find a reason.

"Don't talk nonsense, learn from me and teach you now. Then I will give you a time to exercise. After that, I will suppress my self-will to a certain level to grab control of the visual world." Tang Feng said here. , Suddenly laughed again.

Tang Ling felt that he was somewhat used to this smirk.

"If you win, you can also take care of me."

"Tell the truth?" Tang Ling was suddenly extremely excited.

"I, Tang Feng, said nothing, haven't you heard of it?!" Tang Feng was obviously dissatisfied: "But, don't think it's easy. To what extent you exercise depends on your talent. How to apply it depends on your comprehension. Both. If you are not at the top, you have no chance of winning. You don't recognize my dad, I'm angry. So, don't expect me to be merciful!"