Obsessive Building, Tang Ling's room.

Everyone's emotions were very heavy, it had been almost an hour, and Tang Ling hadn't woken up yet.

Every time I fall asleep, normal calculations will only take ten minutes to get results.

Because anyone who dreams a few times will find that the time in the dream domain has very little impact on reality, and it is impossible to measure its accurate time flow rate.

It is often 2 or 3 seconds to stay in the dream domain for a day, and 2 or 3 seconds for three or five days, but this data is floating, but it probably does not exceed a certain number of days, and the approximate time does not exceed 10 seconds.

Ten minutes are often delayed in the mystery shop.

This is true for everyone.

Because unless there are special circumstances or accidents, it only takes this amount of time to select items from the list given by the mystery shop.

So what is the situation with Tang Ling? Didn't wake up for an hour?

He's in trouble? Can't get out again? Have you been in the Dream Realm for dozens or hundreds of years?

So, can it be considered a mission failure? The chances of waking up are already slim?

But Tang Ling's breathing has been maintained, and there have been wounds on his body, but they have suddenly healed at a certain moment, and then he has maintained the status quo.

This wound can be understood as Tang Ling being trapped in the dream for long enough? Over time, healed yourself?

"Boss, check if Xiao Tang Tang has any internal injuries, right? Didn't you just say that the external injuries are healed, but the internal injuries are not necessarily healed. If you are trapped, there will definitely be no one to treat you...."Ding Ling's face was still stained with tears, and he began to beg Boss Huang.

Ding Dong also had tears in his eyes, and he also looked at Boss Huang.

They are not so simple that anyone who spends about a month with them can have a deep relationship.

In fact, in their entire world, and the people they were familiar with, before Tang Ling appeared, there was only Boss Huang.

Tang Ling's appearance is the first 'outsider' and 'freshman' in their world, and the meaning is different.

What's even more different is that Tang Ling unexpectedly made them feel that they were in tune and liked it, and their feelings were deep.

However, Xiao Tang Tang had an accident so soon? Thinking of Jingling and Dingdong, he became sad again, and began to look at Boss Huang with blank eyes.

Han Xing sighed, and couldn't help but hug the two rice balls, he was also a dream, knowing that Boss Huang said that this situation would not be considered unless it was too extreme to be extreme.

Because no one can guarantee what effect the dream seed body will have on the dream when you fall into a dream?

Tang Ling's situation was already weird, and if he rashly moved his words....

"Let's wait." Han Xing will not comfort people, but his voice is very gentle, and he can only use this way to appease the two rice balls.

Even when he saw Tang Ling's situation, Han Xing's heart was not only anxious, but also a little heavy worry, and he finally determined that he wanted to follow him forward.... Is it inexplicably shattered?

Han Xing was a little in a trance, and even more difficult to accept.

At this time, he couldn't show such emotions, because the two tangyuan hugged Han Xing's neck tightly one left and one right, thanks to Tang Ling's 'blessing', this is the first time that the two tangyuan have been so close to Han Xing.

Looking at such a scene and listening to the pleading of the two rice balls, Boss Huang finally felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Tang Ling is so unbearable? No, even if he is not Tang Feng's son, everything he showed in the Crazy Mansion proves that this kid is extraordinary, and he has only dreamed a few times? Can't make it up? Did you make a mistake in your judgment?

Putting aside these cold things, people have feelings, and Boss Huang's uneasiness is also because he values Tang Ling more and more, and likes Tang Ling.

Taking a deep breath, Boss Huang, who was the pillar, said, "In another fifteen minutes, if Tang Ling hasn't woken up yet, I will check if he has internal injuries." ”

"If he's not dead, I'll try to figure it out."

In fact, what can Boss Huang do? Regarding the realm of dreams, he can't affect it with his ability.

But you can find him, right? Boss Huang raised his head slightly, but at this time, he remembered someone.

At this time, the Anger Idiot Building shook slightly.

Except for Boss Huang, no one noticed it.

It's a coincidence, just remembered that person, and he actually came? Could it be that he also knew about Tang Ling's abnormal situation?

Thinking of this, Boss Huang suddenly said, "Before this, I want to prepare first." You guys are guarding Tang Ling here, I'll be there in fifteen minutes. ”

**

A dream, it seems like a long time has passed, but in fact, the actual time is only an hour now.

Before, it was the beginning of the night.

Now, the purple moon does not have the moon in the middle of the sky, and it still hangs obliquely.

In Boss Huang's room, the copper-faced strange man was sitting on a chair by the window, as if admiring the moonlight outside the window, and he didn't even notice that Boss Huang came in.

"Something happened to Tang Ling." Boss Huang saw the copper-faced stranger and got straight to the point.

In this world, there are very few people who feel that they can interfere with the dream realm, but the person in front of him should have this ability.

"He, nothing happened." The bronze-faced stranger's voice was still so ugly, a grinding mechanical sound, but his tone was so determined.

"Really?" Boss Huang couldn't believe it, he didn't wake up after falling asleep for an hour, and the person in front of him even said that Tang Ling didn't have an accident?

But in the next moment, Boss Huang laughed self-deprecatingly again.

What reason do you have to doubt him? If something really happened to Tang Ling, I was afraid that the person in front of him would care more than himself.

"It's that I'm not calm enough." Boss Huang, who is so arrogant, speaks in such a humble tone to the copper-faced stranger, and will consciously admit his mistakes.

The bronze-faced stranger was noncommittal, and after two seconds he said lightly: "No, in the same generation, you are the smartest and the most responsible." ”

"Don't mention that." Boss Huang smiled, but there was loneliness in his smile, evasion and resistance.

Since Boss Huang didn't mention it, the copper-faced weirdo wouldn't continue to talk about it boringly.

However, this emotion was quickly suppressed by Boss Huang, and he consciously changed the topic: "You came to me, if it wasn't because of Tang Ling, it was because of.... What the? ”

"The latest battle report from the front, the internal edition. And it's a top-secret version inside, at least no one in Dark Harbor got the news before I did. As he spoke, the copper-faced stranger took out a small piece of what seemed to be a newspaper from his arms and handed it to Boss Huang.

Boss Huang remembered what the copper-faced stranger said when he first came to him, and his expression had changed slightly.

He didn't want to take the little newspaper, but in the end he took it in his hand as if he couldn't resist the temptation.

He began to read, and then his face became worse and worse .... What do you mean? Is this only calm, delicate balance to be broken by external forces? Or is something more terrible happening than upsetting the balance?

Boss Huang's hands began to tremble a little, which was not like his style at all.

It seemed that in order to determine something, Boss Huang picked up the small newspaper and read it again, and then the whole person was silent.

**

Van Persie's bones were almost shattered all over his body.

He was lying like a puddle of mud in the top ward of the Iron Blood City.

It is said that he is a small major, how can he be qualified to lie in such a top-notch ward? This is the treatment he has exchanged for bravery on the battlefield.

Yes, he was recognized.

Anyone with a team of 500 people, facing tens of thousands of Aotuoer tigers, bulls, and beasts, and persisting in fighting until the end, will be recognized, right?

It's a pity that he survived and was recognized after all, but what about those dead brothers? And what about the adjutant who talked to him intimately and joked with him before the battle?

How many people are left in a team of 500 people today? Seven, eight? Or ten? If you guess more, it's a fantasy joke.

Van Persie suddenly wanted to cry, but his whole body was like mud, and he didn't even have the strength to cry, so he could only let the tears roll in his eyes, and then slowly condensed, and then slowly slid out of his eyes.

Damn, those who died were his soldiers, his friends, his comrades, his brothers?

It's a pity that I don't even have the strength to cry for them once!

Yes, any third-order Purple Moon warrior who was trampled by hundreds of Ao Tuoer Tiger Bull Beasts didn't have the strength to cry, right?

Outside the ward, the grumpy Major General Li Lie's voice was still roaring: "I said that I would give him the best cell recovery potion!" Don't tell Lao Tzu that there is a shortage, don't give it to heroes, who do you want to use? No matter how special the shortage is, I will squeeze out two, and I will need at least two on Lao Tzu's side..."

Two? What can I get back to? The best outcome is to be a disabled person, right?

It's not bad to be disabled, and since then you have the qualifications to live in peace, and you can enjoy good treatment as a hero?

Isn't that what you once wanted to pursue? It's just that the tears are shedding more and more, and people are so sad and sad?

Van Persie, who was motionless, made a choked sound in his throat, and the snot in his nose almost suffocated him.

He's so fragile right now.

The instrument that monitored his condition at all times made an alarm, and the nurse rushed in, as did his follower, Major Li Lie.

The nurse was busy cleaning his snot, a third-order Purple Moon warrior was so incompetent right now....

But I still can't stop crying, damn it, my brothers, you are buried in the snow, flesh and blood mixed in the slush, are you cold? Or is it actually comfortable? I'd like to give it a try, at least not separately from you!

Why am I so reluctant to leave here? Because are you sleeping in the corner?

Actually, I'm so scared.... Because we saw the devil, the demon hidden in the herd of the tigers and cattle of Otol!

The battle won't stop, it's coming even more aggressively, but I... Can you still stand on a land mixed with your flesh and blood, and continue to guard this place with guns?