Tang Ling couldn't describe his mood at that moment.
When he looked at the sunset in front of him, the grasslands were broken piece by piece, when he felt the long evening wind gradually getting smaller, and when the distant singing voice suddenly stopped.
His mind was completely blank.
Large swaths of darkness reappeared, and Tang Feng's shadow was so faint that he couldn't see it, but his signature smile was still exceptionally clear.
"Farewell" Tang Ling felt a cold fear rising in his heart. That feeling was familiar to him. It was buried deep in his heart. The night he lost his mother-in-law and sister, his angry, helpless and desperate heart collapsed. There are those who desperately want to hold on to that trace of warmth in this era, but can’t hold on to anything and cannot face the weakness of the future.
He didn't even know that the word "farewell" he shouted out was his father after all, wasn't it? In the end, I enjoyed a little bit of the warmth from him. In fact, my heart has always been longing for it, right
Tang Ling hated this scene. He couldn't think. He just started to shout subconsciously: "Don't, don't go."
"Don't! Don't disappear like this!"
But what's the use of shouting? In this world, if you shout according to your own intention, you can change some sadness, sorrow, and injustice. Then the shouting in this world will not stop every day, right
Therefore, Tang Feng's figure disappeared after all.
The piece of "singing at sunset" that filled people's hearts with peace was completely shattered, leaving a hollow blackness.
Tang Ling kept looking around helplessly and sadly, then sat down heavily.
Tang Feng appeared, but did not answer any of his questions. Why did he abandon his mother? Why abandon him and Tang Long? What are his missing memories? As a father, what he wants to do, his philosophy, his...
But... why such a hateful lyricism? Does it seem like one or two words can make up for what he and Tang Long have been missing for more than ten years
Tang Ling's fists were clenched tightly, and he didn't want to admit it at all. Just one or two seemingly unintentional words made his heart feel extremely sad and soft.
"Dad." Tang Ling's face was still angry, but he murmured weakly. In fact, the word "dad" was less respectful than the word "father", but it was a little more affectionate.
Only a guy who has always been loved can shout "Daddy, daddy" unscrupulously and casually, right
As soon as this idea appeared, Tang Ling felt as if he was surrounded by boundless loneliness at this moment. What was sad was not longing, but longing but never admitting it, until he even believed that he didn't have longing.
Tang Ling told himself since he was a child that his mother must be warm.
He had never had any expectations for his father, it was like a stubbornness engraved in his bones. At this moment, he knew that he longed for his father, his company, his appreciation, his care, and his worship. His
Lowering his head, at this moment Tang Ling suddenly wanted to hold Bian's hand and let the warmth dissipate the sadness in his heart.
There is something that I have always been unwilling to delve into, such as whether the other side is Shanshan? But when Tang Feng said the name An Han, Tang Ling almost firmly believed that Shanshan was Bian, and Bian's real name was mentioned.
Why is this so? Isn’t that what Tang Feng said anyway? Don't let An Han down! He also believes that? ! And the girl next to him is the other side, he knows that right? After all, his spiritual power is lurking in Xiao Zhong, so he can probably discern some things.
Or have you already figured it out? From the first encounter with Bi'an, isn't the unique attachment Bi'an has shown towards her something that only Shanshan can have
Of course, this won't affect anything. It's something that Tang Ling has decided long ago. But if Bian'an is really Shanshan, then he and Bian'an are destined to be more than just love. They are destined to be dependent on each other and go beyond that. Love it.
Don't separate, don't let it be a sorrow. Tang Ling's fear is still continuing at this moment. In this era, he has endured too much sorrow with strength.
So, I really don’t want any more sad farewells, no more.
Tang Ling's fists were clenched tightly, and his mind was extremely unstable, so unstable that he could hardly maintain the world of visualization.
In the darkness, the double helix gene chain that Tang Ling visualized began to tremble non-stop, flashing in and out of the darkness, and in the extremely dizzying state, fragments began to appear. signs.
Perhaps it was the word 'Dad', or perhaps it was Tang Ling's weakness, fear and sadness at this moment that made Tang Feng's dissipated mental energy unable to bear to dissipate.
Tang Feng's voice appeared again in the darkness.
"The grassland in the sunset just now."
Tang Ling raised his head suddenly. There was no sign of Tang Feng, but Tang Feng's voice was so clear in his ears.
"It's my hometown, and that's your hometown. That's what I saw when I left that evening. I've never forgotten it. You should go back and see it when you have time."
Tang Ling stood up and did not answer Tang Feng, but the geographical location Tang Feng mentioned next remained deeply in Tang Ling's heart.
"Take Tang Long with you. He should also go and see it. There, you can do many good things, such as marrying your beloved girl and drinking with lifelong friends for three days and three nights."
"Because, that is my hometown. Son, remember that you have something to rely on and have nothing to fear. Including the path you will take in the future and the responsibilities you will bear."
"I will still protect you. Tell Tang Long this. No matter whether he is the same as you or not, he will never forgive me as a father."
"Remember, I will protect you"
"Remember, your heart has something to support you."
'Crash', Tang Ling seemed to hear such a sound, as if something was broken, but it was broken with the most beautiful sound, so as to soothe the sadness in people's hearts.
Tang Ling couldn't help but look towards the place where the voice broke, and then saw a stream of beautiful, twinkling stars, like the fireworks of pre-civilization.
At that moment, Tang Ling knew immediately that this was the last ray of Tang Feng's spiritual power. He set off a firework for Tang Ling, and finally clumsily formed a slightly crooked heart.
What do you want to express
There were no tears in the imagined world, but in reality Tang Ling shed a tear from the corner of his eye while sitting cross-legged.
"Damn, that's so pretentious." Tang Ling turned his head.
At this moment, I was quietly hugging my knees outside the house and looking at the young leaves that had just stretched out on a branch. Suddenly, I suddenly turned my head and looked at the hut where Tang Ling was.
"Brother, you seem sad?"
"Tang Ling, what are you sad about? What did you see?" Bian An 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 close to him and felt this sadness in her heart connected to him.
But in such sadness, it is also filled with a certain peaceful mood with hope. How wonderful it is to marry the girl you love with Tang Long in my hometown and drink with friends for three days and three nights.
Tang Ling's imaginary world that was about to be shattered gradually began to stabilize, and what he could see with the naked eye became tougher, with an unbreakable solidity.
This is the result of tempering one's own will, as well.
Have something to rely on and have nothing to fear!
Tang Ling recited this sentence silently. He remembered that when Tang Long said goodbye to him, he wanted to find the meaning of the rest of his life. Did you find it? It seems that it has not been completely found yet.
But in my heart at this moment, there is an inexplicable trace of meaning. Is this the ultimate heart
The helpless sadness and even weak eyes on Tang Ling's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a kind of usual tenacity that belonged to Tang Ling.
This is how Tang Ling never gives up, just like before.
At this moment, many people flashed before Tang Ling's eyes - the Raptor Team, including the dead Wei An, Boss Huang, the two Tangyuan'er, the Luo brothers and sisters, Han Xing, Fatty, the four sons from Southeast and Northwest, Samuel Wait a minute
Then there was Tang Long's back leaving in the starry sea that night.
Finally settled on the other side.
"Okay, let's continue." Tang Ling felt extremely at ease at this moment.
Her heart felt warm and at ease, and this warm feeling was so powerful that it warmed the other side, who had been crying inexplicably in the courtyard. She also gradually felt at ease. She didn't know when the tears stopped, and she couldn't help but smile lightly. This Her smile was so beautiful that it made the surrounding scenery even more beautiful.
"Brother, what difficulties have you overcome?"
"Yeah, I'm all here."
Bi'an was very relieved, and at this moment, Tang Ling's will was conveyed to Bi'an very clearly.
"wait for me."
Bi'an turned his head in surprise. This was undoubtedly what Tang Ling was telling him, not an illusion! How did he do that? Can be powerful enough to convey one's will with mental power.
You know, this is definitely something that can only be accomplished by a fine leaper or someone who is close to being an upper-level Purple Moon warrior
As everyone knows, Tang Ling's mental power was already very strong, but the existence of the perfect gene chain was so dazzling that he never thought of choosing the path of a Leap Champion.
The "King Kong Like Mountain Intent" taught by Tang Feng is a top-notch secret skill from the Dream Realm. After tempering one's own will, one can definitely convey one's simple will through mental power.
The confusion only lasted for a moment, and soon the other side nodded to express that she understood. Tang Ling's breakthrough this time will definitely take a long time. Although he doesn't know the reason, Tang Ling must have understood something
In order to put his mind at ease, Tang Ling specifically told himself, wouldn't it be better to just wait
And it was at this moment that Bi'an suddenly felt a trace of Tang Ling's hesitation.
What else did he want to say
Then the other side heard two words.
"Shanshan."
The sudden words made Bian, who had always been calm, stand up abruptly, her long cotton skirt fluttering in the wind from the mountain top.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
Bi'an's surprised expression seemed to be gradually faded by the wind, and then another beautiful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"I understand, brother, I'm waiting for you."
Tang Ling was sitting cross-legged in the room, but his calm and solemn face suddenly showed a smile, and then he became calm again.
The real sprint begins!
Toward the father... No, that mysterious world that Tang Feng mentioned, the core of the rules!
**
In just over a month, the snow season that was so difficult for everyone, including the ferocious beasts, has passed.
Being accustomed to the changeable weather in this area of Steel Blood City, no one was surprised by this, and of course no one was happy about it.
Because isn’t that what the snow season in Steel Blood City is like? It goes as quickly as it comes.
In this difficult place, the changing seasons can drive people crazy. Cold and heat alternate at extremely fast speeds, and the cycle is endless. Except for the end of April and the beginning of May every year, there are twenty days of good weather at that time, and the weather is gentle. Like the spring described in previous civilizations.
At that time, the Steel Blood City, which has been fighting endlessly all year round, will celebrate this event if there is no particularly important war.
The soldiers would yell, 'Look, this place is so miserable, but you can't find any place within the walls. Will there be a spring like pre-civilization? '
"Inside the wall." Zhan Yi leaned on the chair, looked at the lingering snow outside the window, and muttered softly.
Thinking about it this way, although the climate inside the wall is not that extreme, the huge temperature difference between day and night, and the seasonal climate in each season seems to be 'exaggerated'. It is indeed impossible to find a climate like spring described by previous civilizations.
The adaptability of human beings is amazing, along with the evolved animals and plants, no, all living things that have survived.
But humans are also 'nostalgic'. It should be regarded as a kind of nostalgia. They have obviously adapted to the extreme climate of the Purple Moon Era, but the spring in Steel Blood City is still described as heavenly comfort by the soldiers here.
Zhan Yi unbuttoned his collar, opened his clothes slightly, then took a sip of the water at hand.
His actions were very ordinary, but Luwa, who was sitting in a wheelchair beside him, tilted her head and looked very fascinated.
You must know that Luwa's father is the only person in the world who can be called an 'Emperor'. As a supreme figure, when he reaches this state, he will subconsciously pursue every word, deed, and gesture, thus forming own momentum.
Most of these gestures are domineering and elegant, and the people around them naturally and unnaturally form a set of so-called etiquette behaviors originating from pre-civilizations. Even if they cannot form an imposing manner, they still strive for a kind of elegance that is different from ordinary people.
This wingspan seems to be naturally elegant, and there is a hint of immortality in the nobility, making people feel that he is not only a noble, but also a noble from heaven.
But he is obviously very ordinary, except for those eyes that are extraordinary and make people feel addicted. They feel that they should be the eyes of a very handsome man.
"What are you looking at?" Zhan Yi turned his head and looked at Lu Wa.
At this time, the morning training time has begun. At the large training ground outside the window, members of the Spark Team have appeared one after another. Every instructor here does not like people who are late, no matter who you are or what background you have.
But Zhan Yi chooses to go or not according to his own mood, because he has always been a loner and has gained more and more privileges. He is about to overtake Liszt and become the new king of soldiers.
Many people thought that Zhan Yi and Liszt would have another battle sooner or later, but they didn't understand why Zhan Yi had not taken action yet, and Liszt also showed great restraint.
"I think you're very tired today." Luwa looked at Zhanyi with an expression as if she was looking at a very interesting object, and she even seemed to like it.
This kind of love is obviously different from the love between men and women. After all, Luwa is still very young, and Zhanyi almost ignores Luwa, although this little girl who seems to be very smart always likes to pester her for some unknown reason. With wings spread.
This is no longer a secret. Everyone in the Starfire Camp knows it, and there are even well-informed people who intentionally or unintentionally reveal Luwa's identity to Zhanyi.
But Zhan Yi was indifferent. He still stayed alone and refused to accept tasks with anyone. As for Lu Wa, she would come to see him from time to time, but whether she would pay attention to Lu Wa or not depends entirely on her mood.
In addition, the only one who can talk to Zhan Yi is Han Xing, who seems to have some appreciation for Han Xing Zhan Yi.
This is all that everyone knows. In the beginning, there was still interest in discussing and observing, but gradually no one cared about it. There are so many amazing guys coming to the Spark Brigade, and the reshuffling has begun, although it is still far away. It is far from a foregone conclusion, but in this case, everyone is full of their own petty thoughts, who would care about some gossip that cannot affect the overall situation
Therefore, no one knew that Zhan Yi had gradually become friends with Lu Wa. After all, a little girl who was smart and not annoying, and who did not put on airs based on her status, was not annoying.
Luwa felt Zhanyi tired at this time.
Regarding this question, Zhan Yi didn't want to answer. In fact, Lu Wa was not wrong. He was indeed a little tired because he didn't sleep well last night and was dreaming repeatedly.
In the dream, he saw a man.
This man was familiar yet strange to him. What was familiar was that since he was very young, he had often looked at his portrait and imagined what kind of person he was.
The strange thing is that no matter how much he longs for it, this man never appears in front of him once.
As time passed, longing turned into disappointment, and the man who was supposed to be a hero in his fantasy and was admired became a hatred in his heart.
and after? Later, this man died, and the resentment and incomprehension in his heart turned into hatred and stayed there forever.
So, why dream about this man? I dreamed that he was standing in a large grassland, and the sky behind him was suffused with the light of the setting sun. It was dusk.
In the midst of the vague singing, the man looked at himself from a distance, and then smiled at himself, his eyes gentle and loving.
"I'm sorry, and I'm sorry." The man was talking.
Zhan Yi's heart was unmoved. What are you sorry for? What's the regret? What can be done to make up for it
"Son." The man seemed to be calling himself.
Zhan Yi felt ridiculed, whose son was he calling
But the dream wouldn't let him go, forcing him to stand on the grassland in the dusk and face this man from afar.
Zhan Yi wanted to turn his head, but saw a figure standing behind the man.
After seeing this figure clearly, Zhan Yi's heart suddenly became so painful that he couldn't breathe, because that figure was his younger brother.
The brother he had always hated, but finally gave up his life, and this sacrifice finally made them have short warm memories.
This made Zhan Yi believe that bloodline is so magical. A little warm memory can instantly settle into the soul. He couldn't help but feel that he was no longer alone in this world because there was someone with half the same bloodline as him. people.
He gave up his life, so he cares about and likes him, right
So Zhanyi couldn't stop the pain, because the man was dead, and his brother was standing behind him. Was he hinting to him, telling him not to have hope anymore? His brother was dead!
'Have your heart to rely on and have nothing to fear'.
The dream began inexplicably, and then ended inexplicably. Everything was shattered without warning, and the man turned into a shadow and disappeared, leaving behind such an inexplicable word.
The younger brother stood in the darkness, seeming to be smiling at himself.
Did my brother want to say something
Zhan Yi tried hard to ask, but this uncontrollable dream suddenly ended.
"Huh", Zhan Yi tugged on his clothes again, not even noticing that his eyes were turning red.
"You haven't answered me yet, what's wrong with you? You look like you want to cry." Luwa was extremely curious.
But Zhan Yi stood up expressionlessly, then buttoned the buttons he had just unbuttoned one by one, and expressionlessly put the packed equipment bag placed under the bed on his back.
"Zhan Yi, are you going to do morning exercise today?" Lu Wa turned her wheelchair and wanted to get closer to Zhan Yi. She really wanted to find out what secrets were hidden under the sudden change of emotions of the somewhat mysterious young man in front of her.
At this time, Li Lie's voice rang out on the morning training ground: "Everyone assemble, pay attention, everyone assemble."
"Look, don't we have to go?" Zhan Yi reached out to block the approaching Lu Wa, then opened the door and pushed Lu Wa out without hesitation.
Li Lie emphasized that everyone must gather, which means that the "soldiers" with special permissions must also appear on the morning training ground.
"What other missions are there?" Luwa curled her lips unhappily.
Zhan Yi closed the door and walked to the training ground without looking back.
**
All the soldiers of the Spark Brigade gathered together, one by one.
Li Lie looked at these young people who had gone through a cruel baptism and sighed slightly in his heart.
It's time. Everyone knew that something big would happen in a year, but now things have become complicated because several pieces of intelligence have been intercepted.
So, this has to be announced.
And this may be what happens again and again after mankind enters the Purple Moon Era.
When Li Lie thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh again.
After going through a bloody storm, seeing countless formidable enemies and cruel scenes, his character has already become as tough as iron.
But I don’t know why, when I was thinking about the news that was about to be announced, I started to feel an inexplicable and unfamiliar feeling of nervousness.
"This may be the beginning of a formal post-Ziyue era." This was the source of Li Lie's nervousness.
But even so, Li Lie's face did not show any emotion. He just raised his hand silently. A large projector behind him emitted a ray of light, and a huge picture was about to appear in front of the soldiers of the Spark Brigade. In front of you.
(End of chapter)