The sound of "It's you" is actually not loud at all, and at best it can be heard on the stage.

But at this moment, Luo Xin's heart suddenly jumped, and the intensity made her almost breathless.

She knows and is familiar with Tang Ling. She has seen Tang Ling face life and death, face enemies, face friends, face elders, and face everyone's attitudes

Perhaps, Tang Ling's feelings are hidden very deeply.

But no matter what, you can feel a kind of sincerity from him.

This sincere feeling is that positive emotions such as liking, being close, and appreciating, etc. are also sincere.

Tang Ling is so real, but Luo Xin has never felt hatred from him.

That sound is you, and the sound is definitely Tang Ling's.

But this hatred soared into the sky turned out to be so real, and Luo Xin's heart suddenly tightened.

Luo Xin is very sensitive, but Luo Li is very stupid.

When Tang Ling said that it was you, Luo Li didn't feel much, but he just felt that Tang Ling recognized another acquaintance?

He didn't care, and he leaned on Han Xing's shoulder with one hand, talking with a gaze.

However, Luo Li forgot that his talent was a little more mysterious than accurate instinct and could be called "soul talent".

Luo Li is absolutely more sensitive to people's emotions than Tang Ling.

So, the next moment, Luo Li's body trembled, and he looked at Han Xing and said, "I think something is wrong."

Regarding Luo Li's sudden and inexplicable words, Korean star did not tease Luo Li, and even did not ask a question.

He just slowly raised his hand and touched his neck.

Goosebumps, Tang Ling's words "It's you", why did it stimulate myself to have goosebumps?!

"The hatred is overwhelming." Luo Li stood up straight and his eyes fell on Tang Ling. What made Tang Ling do like this?

But he was too lazy to think about it!

He and Tang Ling have experienced life and death. No matter what he hates, he is on the same side as him.

Korean star's eyes also fell on Tang Ling.

In fact, Korean stars never doubt their sensitivity, and those who practice swordsman are not sensitive and can do nothing!

When Luo Li said the hatred was overwhelming, Han Xing knew that it was right, and Tang Ling had hatred at this time.

"Brother, who are you hating again?" Han Xing muttered in his heart, and the sword that was originally resisting on his shoulders was taken down and held it tightly in his hand.

Who has already chosen and decided to follow him? If you don’t draw the sword at the critical moment, then what kind of bullshit you are?!

The pleasure in the field reached its highest level at this time.

Look, the two prides have appeared.

Tang Ling stood in front, and the noble Tang Long was also walking forward.

All the genius teenagers stood on the stage.

The applause and the cheers and screams were all excitement from the heart.

The brightest lights have already lit up and gathered on the stage. It is these teenagers who have shown a miracle to the whole world.

Will you take a big photo like the previous civilization? Then it will become a moment of history?

People were waiting, and the atmosphere climbed towards another.

At such a glorious moment, in such a passionate and boiling voice, Tang Ling is still the protagonist.

But Tang Ling did not feel any glory as the protagonist, and he could not even feel the entire scene.

What voices? What glory? They are all broken before your eyes.

There was only one stormy night in his eyes, the bright white sword light, the splashing blood, and the familiar bright red life that disappeared one by one.

His life was completely overturned on that rainy night.

However, it doesn’t matter how you subvert it. Why do you take away all his relatives?!

"If you live, you will have a sense of wonder." Tang Ling's heart was filled with cold hatred, and he was a little dazed. What was repeated in his mind was the last sentence left by his mother-in-law, an incomplete sentence.

At this moment, there seemed to be still warm in his hand, which was the temperature of holding his mother-in-law's rough palm.

Then the temperature suddenly lost from his hands.

The mother-in-law pushed him away and used her body to delay the corpse without hesitation.

At that moment, he didn't even look back because he didn't have the courage to move forward once he turned around. Because he had to move forward, he was still holding his sister in his arms, and she wanted to survive.

It hurts so much! Tang Ling frowned, turned around in a trance, and moved forward in a certain direction.

The genius teenagers around him automatically retreated, looking at Tang Ling with admiration, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth

Are Tang Ling’s acquaintance? I’m curious who it is?

Tang Ling could not respond to the smiles of these genius teenagers, and did not even look at friendly eyes.

Memories never disappear, just like pain is compressed into a corner, and when it tumbling up again, it can still cause people to get hurt.

There is no way, after all, I have never overcome this pain and I don’t want to overcome it.

Why? Because when I faced my mother-in-law being cruelly gnawed, I couldn't turn back and could only move forward, but unfortunately I couldn't save my sister in the end.

What qualifications are you to overcome pain when you are such an incompetent?

One step or two steps, Tang Ling was still moving forward in a daze.

But his memories are still deeply trapped in that night! He cannot forget the despair of the moment when he lost his sister.

Now, even if I think about it again a year later, Tang Ling still feels trembling and cold, as if falling into the abyss.

"Brother" was in the pile of corpses, and the sister poked her head out and looked at herself.

That was the last call!

What kind of eyes are there? The hollow and numbness finally has a look of nostalgia for myself.

Why does the coldness in my heart make my chest hot? Xiao Ge, who is sleeping in his heart, seems to feel the emotions of "Dad" and wants to struggle to wake up.

Just like that night, when Tang Ling finally collapsed, it woke up.

Unfortunately, Xiaozhong was at a certain important moment and had no way to wake up. This struggle just made Tang Ling's heart hurt.

Stretch your hand and put it on your chest.

The temperature of the palm comforts Xiaosheng, "I have lost too much, so don't wake up. I'm afraid of losing, and so do you."

‘So, let me handle it myself.’

Xiaochong calmed down, as if it knew that it had to be quiet at this moment so that his father could feel at ease.

As he stopped, Tang Ling's eyes gradually became clear from the hazy and painful.

A wisp of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Very comfortable, can spit out the blood that blocks the heart, and the blood that oozes between the teeth

Then see the person in front of you with a clear gaze.

The black cloak, the exposed strands of silver hair, the chin, the skin color, and the figure overlapped one by one under the precise instinct.

There will be no mistakes.

Tang Ling smiled, and there was still blood between her teeth.

"Tang Ling, are you injured?" The question was Xi Feng. Tang Ling didn't know her, but she had known Tang Ling for a long time.

This kind of Tang Ling made Xifeng afraid, but how could she allow herself to be afraid as strong? She wanted to talk to Tang Ling and prove that she could overcome this fear.

Unfortunately, she was ignored by Tang Ling.

Tang Ling's eyes fell on the boy in black robe from beginning to end, and that boy was Long Shier.

"Do you know me?" Now everyone thinks that something is a little wrong, let alone Long Shier who has been staring at by Tang Ling.

He pulled down his cloak and revealed his appearance.

Big amber eyes, delicate facial features, and a warm and peaceful smile. Even if Tang Ling and Xingchen Council do not deal with each other, Xingchen Council issued a wanted order to Tang Ling in the world.

In addition, Tang Ling and Tang Long have too many grudges.

However, Long Twelve's attitude is still polite and friendly, which makes people feel good.

"Yeah, I know." Tang Ling continued to walk towards Long Shier.

Long Shier tilted his head, looking angry and puzzled, and he said, "I know you, but I have never seen you."

But his hand moved, and something slipped out of the sleeve of the black cloak, an instrument that looked very much like a flute but was not a flute.

He held the instrument in his hand and rotated it, a very ordinary movement.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to others as a friendly smile.

But Tang Ling understood everything, and the flame in his eyes was ignited instantly
To be continued...