That rainy night, after I lost my loved ones, I began to learn to escape.

So, where are the brave people in the face of feelings? Some are just people who use various methods to suppress their pain.

What I run away from is memories, and what I fear most is happy memories. Because it will make people indulge in the past, and every time they wake up, they need to cross a huge pain chasm to truly return to reality. Tang Ling.

Three days have passed since I met Dragon Twelve on that day.

The injury is healed, but the heartache has not healed.

In the morning light, Tang Ling sat cross-legged on the bed and looked out the window.

The morning in the Harbor of Darkness is not the morning at the gathering place of Safe Zone 17.

So, can't you see the mother-in-law carefully drinking water with a wooden plate, right?

That was what happened every morning until Tang Ling was 12 years old, and the water in that plate was also very special, with a cloth soaked in the middle.

Wouldn't that be a little more flavorful?

Tang Ling's heart throbbed, what could not happen to the lowest level of suffering people in this era?

Food shortage, precarious.... All an old man can give to a child is nothing more than a morning with food.

Although the food is nothing more than a so-called pancake made of the lowest nutrient cubes mixed with wild vegetables in the settlement.

Even so, it's precious.

After all, dedication is accompanied by sacrifice, and if the pancakes are given to herself, the mother-in-law can only use the plate containing the pancakes to soak the cloth covered with the pancakes, and drink a plate of hot water with the taste of food in the early morning.

If it hadn't been broken by accident, Tang Ling might never have understood why her mother-in-law would always use that fixed wooden plate to serve pancakes and cover them with that fixed cloth, just like pursuing a weird sense of ritual.....

Yes, an eerie sense of ritual.

Tang Ling was silent, his fists clenched white.

It's been three days, and all the memories have changed from the most painful scene to the warmth of the memory, and finally stayed in the details of the cone, and the process of all these memories feels like I can't stop my footsteps from moving forward in purgatory.

But after all, it's still.... You're going to have to face it all.

Today is the day when the battle of life and death begins! If you are born today, you will definitely have the twelve blades of the dragon. If you die.... Mother-in-law, sister, I'm going to see you soon.

Tang Ling got up from the bed and went to wash up briefly.

The three days of torture in the memories made Tang Ling's face a little pale, and it was not so bad that it hurt the roots.

Gently pushed open the door, and found that Han Xing was squatting in front of his door, the Luo brothers and sisters were standing, and Jingling and Dingdong were hanging on Boss Huang's body.....

Are you worried about yourself? Tang Ling was slightly moved.

Life is like this, it is a process of constantly reaping the fetters, but also letting go of the fetters.

But it is precisely these inextricable bonds that may eventually constitute life.

**

Boss Huang prepared rich food for Tang Ling.

According to him, he bought another bet that Tang Ling could win, of course, he had to feed Tang Ling. But it doesn't matter if Tang Ling loses this time, he should be seen off for dinner.

What are these words? Ding Ling and Ding Dong each scooped a few claws on Boss Huang's face!

These two little rice balls care about Xiao Tang Tang very much.

Even Ding Ling worked tirelessly to follow Tang Ling's request to brand the cake he wanted, which looked difficult to eat and low-grade cake.

Tang Ling told the two tangyuan that this cake was actually hope.

Why? Because where he once lived, if he could get up in the morning and have breakfast, he would be full and warm, and the day would be full of hope.

Because hunting will have strength.

If you don't have breakfast, you are in a hurry, and think about how insecure it feels to be able to fill your stomach with a glass of polluted water and then rush for the next meal.

"My mother-in-law gave me a hope every morning. Now I need to bring this hope with me..."Tang Ling smiled beautifully, his eyes narrowed, his teeth were white, and he looked gentle and cheerful in the sun.

There was no sign that he had been immersed in grief for three days.

He touched the heads of the two rice balls, and the food prepared for him by Boss Huang was also very clean, and then he took the cake and set off.

Han Xing, as well as the Luo brothers and sisters, followed Tang Ling.

After all, it was impossible for them not to watch Tang Ling's life and death ring.

Only Boss Huang still refused to watch it on the grounds that he wanted to repair the ship.

Because Boss Huang knows that there are many more important people who will appear today, and he knows that for some reason, the result is actually doomed....

**

"Let's go to the beach first." Walking to a relatively remote alley, Tang Ling suddenly said this to Han Xing, who was following him, and the Luo brothers and sisters.

"Why?" Luo Li was the most upright, he wanted to follow Tang Ling, he was uneasy about the big battle that would happen next, and he didn't understand why Tang Ling wanted to get rid of the three of them at such a time.

"I want to wander around and make Tang Long wait a little longer, okay?" Tang Ling put his hands behind his head and looked indifferent.

"I don't believe it." What the hell is this excuse? Han Xing didn't believe it in the first place.

But Luo Xin pulled the two of them and said softly, "Then let's go first." ”

No matter what Tang Ling is going to do? Luo Xindu always believed that Tang Ling had his own reasons, why did he have to bother him at such a moment?

So, Luo Xin left with Han Xing and Luo.

Looking at their figures walking away, Tang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around and walked briskly towards the alley.

**

No one thought that such a remote alley would have a hole, and when they walked to the end of the alley, there was a small shop that looked very charming hidden in a corner.

The small shop is not big, and the decoration is typical of the coast style of Dark Harbor.

But if you look closely, every collocation is just right, which makes people very comfortable to watch.

Every thing is very particular, all low-key but very luxurious things.

The small shop is very quiet, because there is no hall here, and there are only private rooms one by one, and if you want to come here to consume, it should be in Black Sea coins.

Tang Ling calmly followed the waiter through the corridor that emitted this curling aroma and came to a box at the end of the left side of this small shop.

Pushing open the door of the box, the waiter went out.

Tang Ling looked at the people sitting in the box, his expression was slightly surprised, but he was not shocked.

"I should have guessed it a long time ago." Tang Ling said so, the big lama sat in front of the people in the box, reached out and picked up the delicate small pot on the table, poured himself a cup of water in the pot, and then drank it all.

The water was a little hot, but it was not an unacceptable temperature, and it tasted sweet with a slight fishy smell, if Tang Ling didn't have the instinct of precision, he might not be able to detect this fishy smell.

See, with the improvement of precision instinct, even the tongue has become 'precise'.

"Is it good?" Seeing Tang Ling so casual, the people in the box didn't care, he asked casually, and his voice was like metal rubbing.

Therefore, his identity was immediately clear, isn't he a copper-faced stranger?

"General. There is a fishy smell. Tang Ling said this, but naturally poured himself another glass.

Then he took out the pancake that Jingling had given him from his bosom, and ate it while eating it.

'Hope' must always be eaten in the stomach to be at ease.

It's not for the sake of looking good, but if you really want to die, wouldn't it be great to eat a familiar taste again before you die?

"From the Dark Harbor, sail all the way north. If the course is not deviated, after about 700 nautical miles, it will completely get out of the safe zone and enter the dangerous sea area that most humans will not be able to set foot in this life. ”

"In this dangerous sea, there is a species of fish. It's called a bourbon sticky blue silverfish. This fish is beautiful and beautiful. But these will not be the focus in this day and age. ”

"The point is its slime, which is a holy product for healing! Even if some is eaten before the battle, it forms a protective film that protects the internal organs. Like the internal organs unfortunately bleed, it has the effect of hemostasis and healing. ”

"The ability of this fish itself can only be evaluated as a level 2 fierce beast at most, but if you want to catch it, it is very difficult. Because there are fierce beasts above level 6 next to this school of fish, if you are unlucky, you will even meet a level 9 beast..."The copper-faced monster looked very patient, watched Tang Ling eat cakes and drink water, and chatted with him about interesting things.

Tang Ling didn't speak, poured out the water in the small pot cup after cup, and drank it clean in a few clicks.

The copper-faced monster seemed to be in a very good mood today, and Tang Ling called him after drinking.

After drinking the third pot, Tang Ling couldn't drink it anymore.

There was still some cake left in his hand, and at this time, Tang Ling finally spoke: "Your little common sense just now has not been finished. The slime of this fish is not only a healing artifact, but also contains very good energy, although it is not as good as the energy of the Dark Harbor Hell Cliff, which can be directly absorbed, but it is almost the same. ”

"This pot is made of the slime of the blue silverfish, right?"

The brass-faced freak was noncommittal.

Tang Ling teased: "If you want to have a treat, I have eaten a lot in the morning." I can only drink three pots, which is a pity. ”

"It's not worth mentioning." The copper-faced stranger's tone was very light, but he looked at the cake in Tang Ling's hand and asked, "Is it delicious?" ”

"It's not delicious, it's made of nutritious pieces. It was astringent and dry to eat. The wild vegetables inside are also bitter. I won't give it to you. Tang Ling put away the cake, and he was telling the truth.

"When frying, wipe the bottom of the pan with the skin of the meat, even if the nutritious pieces are fried, you can taste the oil and gas, and there is a burnt aroma after chewing for a long time. Although wild vegetables are bitter, they also have a unique fragrance. In fact, it is not unpleasant, and humans will always find a way to make themselves comfortable at any time. Especially in food, clothing, housing and transportation...."The copper-faced stranger seemed to know the cake in Tang Ling's hand very well.

Tang Ling's face changed slightly, it is true that the mother-in-law's previous practice was to wipe the bottom of the pot with the skin of the meat, in the Purple Moon Era, meat was not as precious as staple food and vegetables, and the meat skin was easy to get.

It's just that why does this copper-faced weirdo know so much?

Tang Ling's guard rose in his heart, and he said directly: "Do you not hesitate to let people use such a secret method to notify me to come here, just to let me drink a few pots of precious water?" ”