Tang Ling couldn't describe his mood at that moment.

When he looked at the sunset in front of him, the grassland was shattered piece by piece, when he felt the slow evening breeze gradually become smaller, and the singing in the distance came to an abrupt end...

His mind went blank.

A large area of darkness reappeared, and Tang Feng's shadow was so faint that he couldn't see it, but the signature ruffian smile was still extraordinarily clear.

"Don't..." Tang Ling's heart rose with a trace of cold fear, it felt that he was not strange at all, it was buried deep in his heart, when he lost his mother-in-law and sister, his heart collapsed with anger, helplessness and despair, and he wanted to desperately grasp that trace of warmth in this era, but he couldn't grasp anything, and he couldn't face the weakness of the future.

He didn't even know that he had shouted the word 'don't', and it was his own father, didn't he? In the end, I just enjoyed a little bit of warmth from him, in fact, my heart has always longed for it, right?

Tang Ling hated such a scene, he couldn't think, he just began to subconsciously shout: "Don't, don't go." ”

"Don't! Don't disappear like that! ”

But what's the use of shouting? In this world, if you shout with your own heart, you can change some sadness, sadness, and injustice, then the cry of this world will not stop every day, right?

Therefore, Tang Feng's figure disappeared after all.

The 'sunset evening singing' that filled people's hearts with peace also followed and completely shattered, leaving a hollow black.

Tang Ling looked helplessly, sadly, and then sat down heavily.

Tang Feng appeared, but he didn't answer any of his questions, why did he abandon his mother? Why leave him and Tang Long behind? What are his vanishing memories? As a father, what he wants to do, what he thinks, what he's about...

But... Why such odious lyricism? It seems that one or two sentences can make up for what he and Tang Long have been missing for more than ten years?

Tang Ling's fists were clenched tightly, he didn't want to admit it at all, just one or two seemingly unintentional words, but his heart was extremely sour and soft.

"Dad..."Tang Ling's face was still angry, but he muttered weakly in his mouth, in fact, the word dad was a little less respectful than the word father, but it was a little more cordial.

Only the guy who has always been loved can unscrupulously and casually shout 'Daddy, Daddy', right?

As soon as this idea appeared, Tang Ling felt that he was surrounded by boundless loneliness at this moment, and some of the sadness was not longing, but longing but never admitting it, until he believed that he had never longed.

Tang Ling told himself since he was a child that his mother must be warm.

He never had expectations for his father, like a kind of stubbornness engraved in his bones, at this moment he knew that he was yearning for his father, longing for his companionship, his appreciation, his... Care, and worship him, right?

Lowering his head, at this moment, Tang Ling suddenly wanted to hold the hand of the other side and let the warmth dispel the sadness in his heart.

Something that I have always been reluctant to delve into, such as whether the other side is Shanshan or not? But when Tang Feng said the name An Han, Tang Ling almost firmly believed that Shanshan was the other side, and the other side's real name was mentioned.

Why is this happening? Anyway, didn't Tang Feng say the same thing? Don't lose the cold! He also decides?! And the girl next to him is the other side, he knows it, right? After all, his spiritual power is lurking in Xiao Chong's body, and he can see some things.

Or did you already have an insight into it? From the first encounter with the other side, the unique attachment that the other side showed to himself was not only Shanshan?

Of course, this will not affect anything, it is something that Tang Ling has decided a long time ago, but if the other side is really Shanshan, then it is destined that the relationship between him and the other side is not only love, it is destined to depend on each other, and it is beyond love.

Don't be separated, and don't be a sadness, Tang Ling's fear is still continuing at this moment, in this era, he has been strong enough to bear too much sadness.

So, really no more sad goodbyes, no more....

Tang Ling's fists were clenched tightly, and his mind was extremely unstable, so unstable that he was about to be unable to maintain the world he imagined.

In the darkness, the path of the double helix gene chain that belonged to him that Tang Ling imagined began to tremble incessantly, flashing in this darkness, and in the midst of extreme dizziness, there were already signs of shattering.

Maybe it was that 'Dad', or maybe it was Tang Ling's weakness, fear and sadness at the moment, which made Tang Feng's dissipated spiritual power unbearable.

In the darkness, Tang Feng's voice appeared again.

"The grassland in the sunset just now..."

Tang Ling raised his head suddenly, there was no figure of Tang Feng, but Tang Feng's voice was so clear in his ears.

"It's my hometown, and that's your hometown. That evening, when I left, this was the last look at my hometown. I never forgot that you would like to go back and see it when you have time. ”

Tang Ling stood up and didn't answer Tang Feng, but the next geographical location that Tang Feng said remained deeply in Tang Ling's heart.

"With Tang Long, he should also go and see. There, you can do many good things, such as marrying the girl you love and drinking with your lifelong friends for three days and three nights. ”

"Because, that's home. Son, remember that you have something to rely on and have nothing to fear. Including the path you will take in the future, the responsibilities you will bear. ”

"I will still guard you, you also told Tang Long this sentence, no matter what... If he's the same as you, he won't forgive me as a father. ”

"Remember, I'll guard..."

"Remember, there is something to rely on..."

'Bang la-la', Tang Ling seemed to hear such a voice, as if something was broken, but it was broken with the most beautiful sound, in order to soothe the sadness in people's hearts.

Tang Ling couldn't help but look towards the place where the sound was broken, and then saw a stream of beautiful, twinkling starlight, like the fireworks of a previous civilization.

At that moment, Tang Ling knew at once, this was the last power of Tang Feng's spiritual power, he set off a firework for Tang Ling, and finally clumsily formed a somewhat crooked heart.

What is it trying to express?

There are no tears in the imaginary world, but Tang Ling, who was sitting cross-legged in reality, shed a tear from the corner of his eye.

", hypocrisy." Tang Ling turned his head.

At this moment, quietly hugging his knees outside the house and looking at the other side of a young leaf that had just stretched on a branch, he suddenly turned his head to look at the hut where Tang Ling was.

"Brother, you seem to be sad?"

"Tang Ling, what are you sad about? What do you see? The other side kept wiping the tears that had been flowing from the corners of his eyes.

She began to feel sad for no reason, she didn't know why, but she was sure that at this moment, it was Tang Ling who was sad, she had been sticking to him, and her heart connected to him felt this sadness.

But in such sadness, it is full of a certain peaceful mood with hope, how beautiful, in my hometown, marrying my beloved girl with Tang Long, drinking with friends for three days and three nights...

Tang Ling's original visualization world began to stabilize gradually, and what was visible to the naked eye became tougher, with an unbreakable firmness.

This is the result of the tempering of self-will, and it is also...

Fearless!

Tang Ling silently recited this sentence, he remembered that when Tang Long said goodbye to him, he wanted to find the meaning of his next life, did he find it? It doesn't seem to have been completely found.

But in my heart at this moment, there is inexplicably a trace of meaning, which is the ultimate heart, right?

The helplessness and sadness on Tang Ling's face, even with a weak look, had gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a kind of habitual tenacity that belonged to Tang Ling.

This is what Tang Ling will never give up, just like before.

At this moment, many people flashed in front of Tang Ling's eyes - the Raptors squad, including the dead Vian, as well as Boss Huang, the two Tang Yuan'er, the Luo brothers and sisters, Han Xing, the fat man, the four sons of the southeast and northwest, Samuel, etc...

Then there was the back of Tang Long departing in the sea full of stars that night.

In the end, it was frozen on the other side.

"Okay, go ahead." Tang Ling was extremely relieved at the moment.

The heart is at ease to the warmth, and this warm feeling is so powerful, so strong that it warms the other side that has been crying inexplicably in the courtyard, and she is gradually at ease, the tears don't know when to stop, and she can't help but smile faintly, this smile is so beautiful that the surrounding scenery is also beautiful.

"Brother, what difficulties have you overcome?"

"Well, I'm all here."

The other side was very relieved, and at this time, Tang Ling's will was extremely clearly conveyed to the other side.

"Wait for me."

The other side turned his head in surprise, this was indeed undoubtedly what Tang Ling was telling himself, not an illusion! How did he do it? Strong enough to convey one's will with mental power.

You know, this is definitely something that only a Leaper, or a Purple Moon Warrior who is about to approach an upper-level Purple Moon Warrior, can do?

As everyone knows, Tang Ling's spiritual power was originally very strong, but the existence of the perfect gene chain was too dazzling, so he never thought of choosing to take the path of the Leaper.

And Tang Feng's "King Kong Rushan Yi" is a top-level mastery from the Dream Domain, and after tempering one's own will, one can definitely convey one's simple will through spiritual power.

The doubt was only for a moment, and soon the other side nodded, indicating that she knew. Tang Ling's breakthrough this time will definitely take a long time, although I don't know the reason, but Tang Ling must have understood something?

In order to make himself feel at ease, Tang Ling specially informed himself, so why don't you wait?

And it was at this time that the other side suddenly felt a trace of Tang Ling's hesitation.

What else is he trying to say?

Then the other side heard two words.

"Shanshan."

Suddenly, these two words were so startled that the other side, who had always been indifferent, stood up suddenly, and the cotton skirt was blown by the wind on the top of the mountain.

Time seemed to stand still in this moment.

The look of surprise on the other side seemed to be blown away by the wind, and then another beautiful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"I know, brother, wait for you."

Tang Ling was originally sitting cross-legged in the room, and his calm and solemn face suddenly had a smile, and then he returned to calm again.

The real sprint, let's go!

Towards the Father... No, the mysterious world that Tang Feng said, the core of the rules!

**

It's only been more than a month, and the snow season has passed that has made it difficult for everyone, including the fierce beasts.

Accustomed to the vagaries of the weather in this area of Iron and Blood City, no one was surprised by it, and certainly no one was happy about it.

Because of the snow season in Iron Blood City, isn't that what it is? It goes fast and comes fast.

In this difficult place, the change of seasons will drive people crazy, alternating between cold and heat, extremely fast, and the cycle is endless, except for the end of April and the beginning of May every year, when there will be twenty days of good weather, soft as spring described in the pre-civilization.

At that time, the Iron Blood City, which has been fighting all year round, will celebrate it if there is no special battle.

The soldiers would shout, 'Look, this place is so tormented, but can you find anywhere within the walls that there will be a pre-civilization spring?' ’

"Inside the wall...", Zhanyi leaned back in his chair, looked at the unfinished snow outside the window, and muttered softly.

Thinking about it this way, although the climate within the walls is not so extreme, the great temperature difference between day and night, and the fact that each season seems to be 'exaggerated' seasonal climate, it is indeed impossible to find the climate of spring as described by the previous civilization.

The adaptability of humans is amazing, along with the animals and plants that have evolved, no, all living things that have survived.

However, human beings are also 'nostalgic', it should be regarded as a kind of nostalgia, obviously they have adapted to the extreme climate of the Purple Moon Era, but the spring of the Iron Blood City is still depicted by the soldiers here as a paradise-like comfort.

Zhanyi unbuttoned his neckline, opened the placket slightly, and then took a sip of the water at hand.

His movements were very ordinary, but they made Luwa, who was in a wheelchair on the side, tilt her head and look very fascinated.

You must know that Luwa's father is the only person in this world who can be called 'emperor', as a supreme figure, when he reaches this realm, he will subconsciously pursue every word and deed, every gesture, so as to form his own momentum.

Most of these gestures are with domineering elegance, and even with the people around them, they naturally and unnaturally form a set of so-called etiquette behaviors from the previous civilization, even if they are not imposing, they also strive for an elegance that is different from ordinary people.

This spread of wings seems to be naturally elegant, and there is a hint of fairy in the extravagance, which makes people feel that he is not only a nobleman, but also a nobleman from heaven.

But he's obviously very ordinary, except that those eyes are very extraordinary, which makes people feel addicted, and I think that only a very handsome person can have eyes...

"What are you looking at?" Spread her wings and turn her head to look at Luwa.

At this time, the time for morning exercise has begun, and in the large training ground outside the window, the members of the Spark Brigade have appeared one after another, and every instructor here does not like people who are late, no matter what identity you are or what background you have.

But he chooses to go or not according to his mood, because he has always been alone, and he has more and more privileges, and he is about to overtake Liszt and become the new king of soldiers.

Many people think that there will be another battle between Zhanyi and Liszt sooner or later, but they don't understand why Zhanyi has not done it for a long time, and Liszt has also shown great restraint.

"I think you're tired today." Luva looked at the wings as if she were looking at a very interesting object, and even liked it.

There is a clear difference between this liking and the liking between men and women, after all, Luwa is still very young, and Spread Wing almost ignores Luwa, although this very smart little girl doesn't know why, she always likes to pester Spread Wing.

It's no secret anymore, the soldiers of the Spark Camp know it to everyone, and there are even people who know good things and will reveal Luwa's identity to Zhanyi intentionally or unintentionally.

But Zhan Yi was indifferent, he was still alone, refusing to accept the task with anyone, as for Luwa coming to him from time to time, but whether he would pay attention to Luwa or not depends entirely on the mood.

In addition, the one who can say a few words to Zhan Yi is Han Xing, who seems to have some appreciation for Han Xing Zhan Yi.

That's all you know, at the beginning, there was an interest in discussing and observing, and after a long time, no one cared, so many amazing guys came to the Spark Brigade, and the reshuffle has begun, although it is far from being a foregone conclusion, but in this case, everyone is full of their own careful thoughts, who cares about some gossip that can't affect the overall situation?

Therefore, no one knows that Zhanyi has slowly become friends with Luwa, after all, a little girl who is smart and not annoying, and who does not rely on her identity to put on a shelf is still not annoying.

Luva felt tired from spreading her wings.

For this question, Zhanyi didn't want to answer, in fact, Luwa was not wrong, he was indeed a little tired, because he didn't sleep well all night last night, and he was dreaming repeatedly.

In the dream, he saw a man.

This man was familiar and strange to him, familiar from a very young age, he often looked at his portrait and fantasized about what kind of person he was.

The strange thing is that no matter how much he longed, this man never appeared in front of him once.

After a long time, the desire turned into disappointment, the fantasy should be heroic, and the man who was worshiped also became the hatred in his heart.

And then? Later, the man died, and then the resentment and incomprehension in his heart turned into hatred and was forever fixed there.

So, why dream of this man? I dreamed that he was standing in the middle of a large grassland, and the sky behind him was smeared with the light of the setting sun, and it was dusk...

In the midst of the song, the man looked at him from afar, and then smiled at him, his eyes gentle and loving.

"I'm sorry and sorry." The man was talking.

There is no wave in the heart of the wings, sorry for what? What's the pity? What can be made up?

"Son...", the man seemed to call to himself.

Zhanyi felt sarcastic, whose son was he calling?

But the dream didn't let him go, forcing him to stand in this grassland in the twilight and face this man far away.

Spread his wings and wanted to turn his head, but saw a figure standing behind the man.

When he saw this figure clearly, Zhanyi's heart suddenly couldn't breathe in pain, because that figure was his younger brother...

The younger brother who he hated all the time, but in the end let him die, and this let finally give them a short warm memory.

This made Zhanyi believe that the original bloodline was so magical, a little short warm memory could be stationed in the soul at once, and I couldn't help but feel that I was no longer lonely in this world, because there was a person who had half of the same bloodline as himself...

He gave up his life, so he cared and liked himself, right?

So there is no way to stop the pain, because the man is dead, and the younger brother is standing behind him, is he hinting at him, telling him, don't hold up hope anymore... My brother is dead!

'Fearless'.

The dream began inexplicably, and then ended inexplicably, everything shattered without warning, and the man turned into a phantom and disappeared, leaving behind such an inexplicable word.

And the younger brother stood in the dark, as if smiling at himself.

Is my brother trying to say something?

Spread his wings and tried to ask, but the uncontrolled dream came to an abrupt end.

'Whew', Zhanyi tugged at the placket of his shirt again, not even noticing that his eyes were red.

"You haven't answered me yet, what's wrong with you? You look like you want to cry. Luwa was curious.

But Zhan Yi had already stood up expressionlessly, and then buttoned the buttons he had just unbuttoned one by one, and put the packed equipment bag under the bed on his back with an expressionless face.

"Spread your wings, are you going to do your morning exercise today?" Luwa turned her wheelchair and wanted to get closer to spread her wings, she really wanted to find out what secrets were hidden under the sudden mood of the somewhat mysterious teenager in front of her.

And at this time, Li Lie's voice sounded on the training ground of the morning exercise: "All assemble, pay attention, all assemble." ”

"Look, don't you have to go?" Spread his hand to block the approaching Luwa, then pulled the door open and pushed Luwa out without hesitation.

Li Lie emphasized that the gathering of all means that the 'soldiers' with special authority must also appear on the morning exercise ground.

"What's the task?" Luwa pouted unhappily.

And the wings closed the door and walked to the training ground without looking back.

**

All the soldiers of the Spark Brigade gathered together, and there were quite a few.

Li Lie looked at these teenagers who had been brutally baptized, and sighed slightly in his heart.

It's time, everyone knew that something big was going to happen in a year, and now it's complicated by the interception of several pieces of information.

So, it must be announced.

And this may be the human race after entering the Purple Moon Age, again... Again...

Thinking of this, Li Lie couldn't help but sigh again in his heart.

After going through the bloody wind and rain, he has seen many powerful enemies and cruel scenes, and his heart is already as tough as iron.

But I don't know why, when I was thinking about the news that was about to be announced, my mood began to have an inexplicable and unfamiliar sense of tension.

"This may be the beginning of a formal creation of a post-Purple Moon era." This is the source of the nervousness in Li Lie's heart.

But even so, Li Lie's face did not show any emotion, he just raised his hand silently, and a large projector behind him emitted a light, and a huge picture was about to appear in front of the soldiers of the Spark Brigade.