The palm of the hand in the sleeve of the other side has become bloody.

Patience is never easy, is it?

Tang Ling and Tang Long's simple conversation has ended at this point, and all that remains is that the two will sign the life and death contract together, and then set the rules and start the life and death game.

Now that it has been stated, there is no need to stay.

Tang Long continued to move forward, and the other side also passed by Tang Ling.

"The other side..."Tang Ling took a step forward.

The wind lifted the hair on the other side and stroked over Tang Ling's body, but there was no eye contact.

"Brother, let's go. It seems that things are playing big. Han Xing couldn't help but smile bitterly, and suddenly felt that he was really far from the peak.

Where is it like Tang Ling, Tang Long, the two real top boys, once they meet, they will bloom with such an earth-shattering spark? !

Talking and laughing freely, he encircled all the genius teenagers in the game, and no one would feel that it shouldn't be.

Why? Just because they are Tang Ling and Tang Long.

Looking at the back of the other side, he never looked back, Tang Ling turned around a little gloomily...

At this moment, the other side who was walking behind Tang Long turned around, his eyes fell on Tang Ling's back, and his eyes were full of countless thoughts.

If the feelings are real, how to endure will also reveal clues, after all, you still want to be presumptuous, even if it is just a presumptuous look.

It won't be long.

**

"A game that traps us in the realm of life and death? Isn't it too arrogant? "At this time, the Dark Harbor 'Dreamer' Restaurant.

A young man who was dressed like a lot of money was shouting angrily.

Around him, sitting or standing, there were already more than thirty teenagers gathered in a scattered manner.

In the face of this young man who spoke, some people were expressionless, some had playful eyes, and some people directly showed a trace of ridicule at the corner of their mouths.

But no one contradicted him, because there was no point.

Mengke Restaurant is closed today.

Because a mysterious person chartered this place, the proprietress Qinggu, who has always been strong and self-contained, did not refuse and decisively agreed.

At this time, she sat in an inconspicuous corner of the bar on the first floor, holding a glass of red wine in her hand, gently dipping the cherry in her hand in the wine, putting it in her mouth and sipping it, with a touch of reminiscence and sobriety belonging to the spectators hidden in her charming eyes.

The angry teenager was still speaking fiercely, roughly meaning to unite to slap Tang Ling and Tang Long in the face and make them realize their arrogance.

As he spoke, from time to time, a few young people walked into the Mengke Restaurant.

After all, things have been fermenting for a day, and everyone who should have received the news has already received it.

Gurlitt also received the news, but he didn't think that Tang Long or Tang Ling was arrogant, if there would be a summit climber in this world after all, it would only be produced among a limited number of people, and Tang Long or Tang Ling would undoubtedly be one of these limited people.

Why should such people be called arrogant? Can the glory they have received, all that they have experienced, be replicated by ordinary geniuses? This is no longer a question of whether the force is strong or not, it is a comprehensive strength.

Gullit has a clear understanding of this, but do you want him to follow Tang Ling? No, Tang Ling hadn't convinced him yet.

Gurlit, full name Gurlit. Beiqi.

An orphan, who was adopted by a mysterious figure in the ancient Huaxia district since he was a child, and was told for as long as he could remember that his fate was destined to follow the descendants left by a certain great man.

Of course, this is the fate that Master has informed him, but it is not a mandatory order from Master.

Gurlitt doesn't believe in fate, what era is this? Do you still believe in the ancient prophecies? He wanted to carve his own name in this era, not leave his name because of who he followed.

Regarding his thoughts, Master just smiled and said nothing.

But as the years passed, despite Gurlit's various dissatisfactions, this matter has been imprinted in his heart.

Then, the descendants of that big man appeared - Tang Feng's son Tang Ling.

Then, this Tang Ling really appeared in the world like everyone who was born with an extraordinary mark, stirring up the storm....

It's amazing, Gurlitt admitted, but what does this have to do with herself? These things didn't make him have any followers.

I'm a free, thought-provoking person.

But I also have to admit that the prophecy engraved into his bones since he was a child made Gullitt still pay more attention to Tang Ling, and he had a different, strange mood.

However, he is not alone, as far as he knows, there are three other guys who have the same fate as him.

They are called Dongyang, Xifeng, Nanyu... This thing is more like a code name of some kind of fate than a name.

"One day, throw away the two words Beiqi in the back. My name is Gurlit. When Gurlitt came to the Mengke Restaurant, he still had such an angry thought.

In fact, even if he went to Mengke Restaurant, he thought it was ridiculous, just because of an inexplicable piece of news?

This news spreads in various ways among the slightly powerful teenagers in the Dark Harbor, such as a note stuffed into the crack in the door, or a stranger who will tell you the news.

"The wind and clouds are beginning to meet, Tang Ling and Tang Long open the platform of life and death, there must be a storm before sailing, do you want to be a player in the storm? Go to the Mengke Restaurant once, as long as you think you have the strength. ”

What bullshit?! Gurlitt would not deny his strength at all, but what is the matter with this invitation?

Gurlitt didn't plan to go, but he soon heard that so-and-so went, and so-and-so went... He couldn't help but be curious.

As a result, I didn't expect that as soon as I stepped into the restaurant, I heard a stupid X thing, talking about self-righteous theories.

Shaking his head full of braids, Gullit strode forward and grabbed the collar of the guy who was making a big fuss and said that Tang Ling Tang Long didn't know what was too crazy.

"Hey, who are you? What kind of stinking bullshit is being said here? Don't you know what qualifications you need to come here? The qualification is a young man with strength. Gullit spoke very politely, he was such a direct person.

Maybe he didn't want to follow Tang Ling, but as he thought before, Tang Ling and Tang Long didn't have the turn of such a guy to say that they were arrogant.

In the hearts of the truly top geniuses, if they think that someone is arrogant or unconvinced, they will directly show it with their actions.

Instead of making a big deal somewhere, trying to unite everyone against the so-called arrogant people.

"Who the hell are you? Tang Ling or Tang Long's crazy admirer? What capable person would be a licking dog? Take away your stinky hands, my name is Ferrancis, and you can ask me who I am in the Dark Harbor. "Being ridiculed like this by Gurlit, can that young man who speaks so much bear it? He grabbed Gurlit's hand by the collar and tried to remove it as he called it away.

It's a pity that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move Gurlit's hand, but instead saw Gurlitt show a foolish expression.

"Fernandes? Your name? Is it that he won the title of the Lord of Darkness several times in a row in the teenage ring? What kind of bullshit is this? "Gurlitt is too lazy to talk nonsense, there is always a stupid X who sits in the well and watches the sky, and he doesn't know how thick the sky is.

He was a champion of action, and with that, he lifted the Ferencis with one hand, and then threw it hard to the ground.

'Bang', the whole Mengke Restaurant seemed to shake, and Ferencis was slammed to the ground, shattering the wooden floor and sinking under the wooden floor.

The originally smooth ground was made out of a large pit in the shape of a man, and Gurlitt was as if nothing had happened.

"You're still so manic." Not far away, a young man with a spear on his back and wearing an ancient Huaxia placket samurai uniform frowned with some disgust.

Isn't this Dongyang, who has the same so-called fate as himself? In fact, the four unfortunate people in the south, east, west, and northwest know each other.

Gurlitt shrugged, noncommittal.

But at this time, a lazy and sweet voice with a hint of sweetness and ten thousand styles came: "Little guy, are you here to wreak havoc in my restaurant?" ”

"What a charming hostess." Gurlitt praised him from the bottom of his heart, but there was no indulgence in his eyes, he was not a pervert Korean star, but Qinggu's reputation and hidden strength, Gurlitt had heard it when he listened to the master explain the characters in the Dark Harbor before he set off, and he had to show appropriate respect.

"I will compensate. But I also have to protest, can this party be any kind of garbage? I don't think there are more than fifty people in the entire Dark Harbor who are really qualified to come here. After all, not all the geniuses in the world have come, and there are still some lucky guys, and someone will send them key resources while lying down. Gurlitt grumbled.

Not far from the proprietress of the proprietress a hot girl wearing a short embroidered phoenix robe disdainfully answered: "Gurlit, you still talk as much nonsense." ”

"Well, it's like your fiery temper hasn't changed for thousands of years, Xifeng." Gurlitt did not dare to show weakness.

"Huh." Qinggu laughed twice, and then said, "I'm not the organizer of this party, but you also reminded me of something. ”

As soon as Qinggu's words fell, the Ferencis had already crawled out of the humanoid pit and shouted angrily: "That black guy with pigtails just now, get out, we will go to the ring area now, I will beat you to death." ”

A hint of anger crossed Gurlit's eyes, calling himself a black guy? He's dead.

Dongyang and Xifeng, on the other hand, looked like they were watching a good show, and in an equally unobtrusive corner, a sickly-looking teenager coughed.

But at this time, the restaurant sounded footsteps again.

A boy with a soldier-like upright posture, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and an angular face, who looked at least ten years older than his actual age, walked into the Mengke Restaurant.

He wore a black uniform with a silver feather on its chest, and was followed by eight teenagers in the same costume.

"Ferrancis, get out. You really don't qualify to be here. The thick-eyed boy spoke.