Is it so bad?

That's what everyone thinks, including Wyverns.

After all, his conclusion about emptiness is reasonable.

It's just that fortunately, Tang Ling is qualified in the end, and when the first light was turned on five minutes later, he thought that Tang Ling would be eliminated.

"It's good if you're qualified, wake him up in three minutes." Wyvern finally made a decision.

After all, the limit that a Purple Moon Warrior could withstand was only forty minutes, and he didn't want Tang Ling to take risks.

In fact, it's not that there are no people who can last longer, but this is definitely not in the consideration of Wyvern.

"Maybe he also sensed his talent, but this kid is too strong-willed." Feilong thinks like this, people will always give all kinds of good ideas to people who appreciate them.

**

He was so badly defined, Tang Ling didn't know about it.

He was still drifting in the fog, unwilling to move on.

But he no longer had the strength to support him, and he spun in place, letting the longing and powerlessness in his heart torment him.

Another instinct told him that even in the fog, he wouldn't be able to stay long.

Even staying here is a draining task!

However, there is still a lot that I don't see.

Looking at the endless fog above, Tang Ling's unwillingness was as if he was about to explode.

"Want to see it?"

"What?" Tang Ling was taken aback.

He heard a muffled, muffled voice sound, in such a strange tone, but trying to convey something to himself.

The sound was definitely there, but when I looked around, there was nothing at all.

I just found that as long as I had explored the black lock, the mist like water had dissipated strangely, and the 'dead whirlpool' was exposed.

"Want to see it?"

Just when Tang Ling thought again, what did this exposed whirlpool mean? The voice rang out again.

This time, the voice was much clearer than the last time, although the tone seemed a little ridiculous, vague, and slurred, like a child who had just learned to speak and still slurred his speech, but in the end, Tang Ling understood the meaning of 'it'.

Subconsciously, Tang Ling wanted to answer.

But the defensible heart made him speak, but the words became, 'Who are you?' ’

I didn't think he would get an answer, but I didn't want to see a beating heart in the dark distance beyond the fog after he asked this sentence.

What is it?

Tang Ling didn't feel terrible, but felt inexplicable.

However, in the next second, the beating heart turned transparent, and in it he saw a seed.

Yes, it is a green seed, the roots are extremely developed, and they are finely and densely rooted in all corners of that beating heart.

Isn't that supposed to be creepy?

But Tang Ling didn't feel like this.

He felt that the heart and the seed were one, and that they lived in harmony so harmoniously.

This feeling just arises.

Tang Ling heard the voice again: 'This is me', 'This is me'.

Very funny voice, with strong pleasure, like introducing himself to Tang Ling impatiently.

Without a head or tail, Tang Ling suddenly understood that it was the seed that spoke.

The moment he understood, all the heart seeds and everything were gone, and that question still came from the darkness.

"Do you want to see it?"

This time, Tang Ling felt that he seemed to be reaching his limit, and if he hesitated any longer, he would soon be 'driven out' of this misty space.

Also out of an inexplicable trust, Tang Ling had no other thoughts, and replied directly: "Yes, I want to see it." ”

As soon as the words fell, a huge force came from the darkness.

With lightning speed, it wrapped the fog area at once.

The wind blew suddenly.

The fog began to violently shake, the wind howled even more violently, and the fog, which could not be resisted after all, was like a piece of cloth, pulled open by violence, all the way up, and was torn to the end.

See! Tang Ling finally saw it!

It turned out that there were six huge black locks wrapped in the mist, and under the huge black locks, there was still a mist like water blocking everything.

The mist like water seemed to be unable to tear apart even the power from the outside, and the subconscious at the bottom of his heart, everything he had experienced told Tang Ling that he needed to personally pass through the fog in order to break the mist like water.

By this time, the furious force seemed to have exhausted all its strength, and faded like a tidal wave, and then disappeared without a trace.

The fog that had been blown away for a moment closed again.

They were blown away for less than half a second, but the answer was all revealed.

"What does this mean?" Tang Ling, who had learned everything, wanted to think, but a strong feeling of hunger came from the outside, and Tang Ling was dizzy at once.

In addition, the time for the limit seemed to have arrived, and Tang Ling felt that he was beginning to become illusory.

"I'm so hungry, I'm really hungry." This feeling of hunger accelerated the limit of what Tang Ling could still support in this misty area.

And after getting the answer, his will was completely relaxed, and Tang Ling had no reason to persist any longer.

So, the next second.

Inside the meter, inside the transparent door, Tang Ling suddenly opened his eyes, and all the memories rushed to his brain like a tide at this time.

The second assessment, enter the gene chain calculator...

Tang Ling came to his senses completely.

The first thing I felt was the overwhelming hunger.

The second feeling is that the precise instinct is more intense than the first assessment, and it is more intense than the battle with the fierce beast snake, which makes his brain explode.

And the third...

Tang Ling saw the face of the flying dragon lying on the transparent door.

Is this to make hair?

Tang Ling wanted to ask, but the extreme overdraft brought by his precise instinct made him open his mouth before two wisps of nosebleeds flowed out of his nose and dripped to the ground.

"Is there any beauty here?" Wyvern blinked.

Auston followed behind the flying dragon, originally just to see the excitement, but when he saw Tang Ling with a nosebleed all over the ground, he subconsciously pulled his clothes to block his bare chest muscles tattooed with a black sun.

"Maybe I'm too sexy. Men can't stop this charm. Auston glared at Tang Ling fiercely.

"What's the madness?" Tang Ling was glared at by Auston and glared back fiercely, but the feeling of weakness made him too lazy to make any more moves.

The transparent door opened silently at this point.

Feilong took a step back, Tang Ling wiped the nosebleed on his face, looked at Feilong, and asked directly, "Do you have anything to eat?" ”

What's going on? The wyvern blinked twice.

Instead, he leaned up in the air, silently threw a tube of white paste, and then said: "Nutritional paste, 1000 credits, let Su Yao pay me." ”