The person who appeared in Tang Ling's room, no one thought that it was the copper-faced stranger.

Thanks to his size, he was able to silently enter Tang Ling's room, and Boss Huang seemed to be unconscious.

There was a drizzle outside the window again, and the copper-faced strange man seemed to be particularly comfortable in Tang Ling's room.

From time to time, I flipped through this and looked at that, and finally sat in front of the small writing desk, took out a cigarette that Tang Ling had placed on the table, lit it quietly, and opened a booklet with a black cover found in Tang Ling's drawer and read it.

That booklet was the atlas left by Tang Feng to Tang Ling.

Because of the No. 9 ruins, Tang Ling did not come to the Dark Harbor completely according to the guidance of the map, which led to the fact that Tang Ling still had a few pages left in this booklet.

The bronze-faced monster peeked out of his nose with two long smoke dragons, looking very leisurely.

When he was done, he put down the booklet in his hand again, stood up, and looked out the window at the drizzle for a few minutes.

Because he was wearing a mask, he couldn't see his expression clearly, so I didn't know whether his expression under the mask was melancholy or deep in the face of this drizzle of cold wind.

'Knock'', 'knock', there was a slight sound of footsteps in the room, and the copper-faced stranger finally came to Tang Ling's side and sat down.

Tang Ling, who was in a coma, didn't know what he dreamed of? At this time, Qingxiu's face frowned slightly.

The copper-faced stranger looked at Tang Ling's face like this, silent.

The rain is still raining disturbingly.

Perhaps because Tang Ling's brows had been furrowed for a long time, the copper-faced stranger was a little unpleasant, and stretched out his big hand wearing black gloves to forcibly smooth Tang Ling's brows.

Then, he began to grab Tang Ling's arm again, pinched it carefully, and began to massage it with a unique technique until he soothed Tang Ling's whole body.

After doing all this, the copper-faced monster finally stood up, walked to the writing desk and left a few lines of words, and then left through the small window of Tang Ling's room.

Shortly after he left, Boss Huang re-entered the room.

The note in the room was found as soon as possible, and Boss Huang picked up the note without any change in his face, only to see that there were words written on it as if it had been carved out of machinery.

The text is very simple: 'Your massage is very perfunctory, and the effects of the medicine are not completely spread. The manipulation of the joint in the left arm should be.... The abdomen should be manipulated....'

Boss Huang resisted the urge to scold his mother, put down the note, and said in a low voice and unconvinced: "What if I don't press it?" ”

After saying this, Boss Huang pursed his lips, and quickly looked out the window a few more times, making sure that there was no one outside the window and breathed a sigh of relief.

A flame spit out from the palm of his hand, engulfing the note, looking at Tang Ling, who was still unconscious on the bed, he scolded angrily: "Stinky boy, you enjoy it." ”

**

After a drizzle.

At this time, the Harbor of Darkness had already fallen into night.

Tonight, it seems to be exceptionally cold, after a cold rain, a cold wind blows, and even the most lively bar street on weekdays is not crowded with pedestrians.

The natives of Dark Harbor, who are not accustomed to the cold, do not like to travel in such weather, and occasionally two people will appear, both with their collars up, hurrying through the streets where there is still standing water.

I just want to go home quickly, and when I get home, cook a big bowl of thick black pepper fish broth and have a glass of coconut bean wine, which is a specialty of the sea.

It was such a night, and Tang Long's room was a little colder.

I don't know which careless servant forgot to close the window when he left, but the window was wide open, and the cold wind stirred the tulle curtains frantically, blowing the fireplace that was burning so much that it was about to be extinguished.

Unfortunately, no one should notice this abnormality anytime soon.

Because at this time, when the door of Tang Long's room is looked at from the outside, sensitive people will always feel that there is a sense of unreality that is not so real.

And his originally wide open window, when seen from the street, was only closed, leaving only a small slit, which was not opened at all, and the curtains were quiet and not blown.

It's just that it's still like that, and there's always a hint of unreality that isn't so real.

Only a true master, and it must be a master who is proficient in the laws of time, passes by here, and if you look closely, you will find that Tang Long's room is shrouded in a kind of 'time pseudo-array' with superb techniques.

If you can't break the formation, no matter who enters this room, you will see a picture at a certain point in time, and the time difference will not exceed 5 minutes.

That is to say, this time pseudo-array, if the time is set at 9 o'clock, the person who can't break the formation will always see the picture of Tang Long's room at 9 o'clock, no more than 9:05 at most.

It's a pity that there are so many people with time talent in this world? Even if there were, it should be the mainstay of the major forces, how could there be so much spare time to go to such a street to observe Tang Long's room on such a night?

So, what should Tang Long's room really look like at this time?

It was Tang Long who was still unconscious on the large bed that seemed spacious and comfortable, judging from his ruddy face and some of the bandages that had been withdrawn, he was recovering well.

In fact, after his injury, he only got a lot more resources than Tang Ling, the best cell recovery potion, and a precious and special body-strengthening formula prepared according to a formula of mysterious origin.

He woke up just a few days ago, and it was almost there.

Although he was about to wake up, Tang Long still hadn't woken up, and he still didn't know anything about the outside world.

As if the cold wind was blowing in his room at this time, he could only shrink his body and tighten his arms, which were exposed due to the heat.

For another example, half an hour ago, the copper-faced stranger entered his room, and after entering, he took out the coconut bean wine he didn't know where to get it, sat on the single sofa next to his bed, and drank three glasses, and Tang Long didn't know either.

Now, it's a little cold.

The copper-faced stranger seemed to sense Tang Long's discomfort, stood up, and put his arm into the quilt for Tang Long.

Receiving the warmth, Tang Long's expression relaxed, but he didn't know why, this 'prince' who usually looked high, indifferent and polite but alienated, was so helpless in his sleeping face, looking a little cowardly, and a little timid.

The brass-faced monster stood in front of his bed, looking at his sleeping face, wondering what he was thinking.

After about half a minute, he stretched out his hand, apparently wanting to touch Tang Long's hair, but in the end, it turned into a special technique for Tang Long to start massage.

It is the same as the massage technique for Tang Ling.

After doing all this, the copper-faced freak seemed a little tired, sat back on the single couch, poured a glass of coconut bean wine, and drank it slowly.

It wasn't until he finished drinking this glass of wine that he stood up and came to Tang Long's bed, and although he hesitated for a few seconds again, he still stretched out his hand and awkwardly touched Tang Long's hair.

Only then did he leave Tang Long's room.

At the same time, the healer, who had been living in a certain room in Tang Long's luxurious mansion, fell into a nightmare.

In the nightmare, he kept massaging Tang Long with that mysterious and unique technique.

As soon as he got something wrong, he would start repeating it a hundred times.... The healer was covered in sweat, and in the nightmare he unconsciously remembered his wrong methods.

**

Wait for Star City.

After leaving from the other side, the teenagers who were eligible to stay in the empty castle were lost for a long time.

Because it had been a few days since I had been able to see the most beautiful scenery of Star City, the other side sat on the edge of the top of the empty castle and watched the sunset.

What they don't know is that not only will they not be able to see the most beautiful scenery these days, but they will never have the opportunity to see it again in the days to come.

Because four days ago.

The other side has quietly left the Star City.

If you have an impression of the first arrival on the other side, you will not forget the scene of that day, a girl wearing a somewhat shabby and old black robe, like a witch maiden, suddenly appeared in the empty castle.

No one would laugh at her and look down on her for wearing clothes like that.

Because such a strange style, old and tattered clothes are worn on her body, there is a special style, like a robe full of dark art, with a trace of decadent and uninhibited and mysterious style.

Actually, it's really just worn out, and it's beautiful because the people who wear it are amazing.

The other side was the one who left in that robe, which was old but enough to cover it.

Although it may not be warm, can this real world still be colder than that hellish world? The robe was enough to keep the wind out.

A waterfall of black hair was wrapped in her robe, and a black face towel revealed only a pair of eyes.

No one could recognize the other side wrapped in darkness.

She said that she didn't owe each other, so she really only took everything she had when she came, not even a single Star Coin item.

She never cared about the gorgeous robes, the fine food.

She was willing to wear this old tattered dress and follow Tang Ling, even if it was a wandering.

And in the blank memory, this kind of suffering but warm feeling is not unfamiliar.

The other side is weak, and has fallen into a weakness that has never been seen before.

Do the math, it should take a lot of time to recover, right? It would take some strength to repair the wounds, and she was unwilling to face Tang Ling with such an ugly body.

She was penniless, and it was unlikely that she would get any help from the Council of the Stars.

But it doesn't matter.

She will use her feet and all her strength to walk to the Dark Port, hoping that she will be able to arrive before the life-and-death battle between Tang Ling and Tang Long begins.

This way, the other side decided to go all the way along the coast, and it would be best if there was a boat willing to take a ride, and if not, it would be safe to walk.

She wants to collect the most beautiful shells along the way, and also give Tang Ling a gift, which may not be precious, but these shells will bear witness to her perseverance along the way, in return for Tang Ling's belief in her all the time.