Cracking the entire site of Nine.

What is difficult to understand is the word cracking? How to crack a ruin? Is it a great mechanism hidden like a temple?

Tang Ling didn't understand at first, but just one day later, Tang Ling understood why he used the word "cracking".

There was still tears in Luo Xin's eyes, but she took a deep breath and explained to Tang Ling in a flat paper with complex patterns in a gentle tone.

"That's it. Our Luo family has speculated that the realistic "profession" of ancient myths has turned some legends into reality."

"For example, the formation, which belongs to the Qimen Dunjia method in ancient China, is a method that only people with special professions can use."

However, myths and legends are too mysterious, just like "scattering beans to become soldiers" and "standing paper to be human". The formation is not only like the application in reality, but it can cause wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and the effect of creating hallucinations."

"So, in the long history of the previous civilization, legends can only be legends, and no one believes it because he has not seen anyone do it."

"What do you mean is that in the era of Ziyue, these legendary professions are like Eastern witches, Taos, Western magicians, druids, etc., but they have become realistic?" Tang Ling tried his best to understand Luo Xin's words. Although he was a little unbearable now, the reality also forced Tang Ling to understand all this as soon as possible.

"We suspect that the person who caused this small town phenomenon is a magician." Luo Xin pursed the corner of her lips, and despite pretending to be strong, tears still slid from the corner of her eyes.

The magician?! It sounds very strange. Tang Ling tried his best to understand it with the concept of the Ziyue era, and he could accept it.

After all, with the strength of human beings, aren’t the talents of wind, rain, thunder and lightning also like the magician’s call for the wind and rain?

In Western legends, magicians will also study various magic symbols and magic pattern formations. According to Luo Xin just now, formations are not nonsense.

Just like the circuit arrangement of the previous civilization, can it be understood as a formation?

So, the real identity of the owner of this town should be a technician?

Tang Ling still wants to discuss with Luo Xin. Since it is a formation, why don’t you guess it is an East profession that is proficient in formations, and guess it is a Western magician?

But at this time, Luo Xin was already holding her knees, burying her head between her knees and crying. Next to her was Luo Li who was knocked unconscious.

The enemy is really despicable. During the day they were surrounded, they repeatedly told the details of Luo Yan being interrogated ten times. Even Tang Ling was angry when he heard it, let alone the Luo brothers and sisters?

"Dad, he must be very sad, right? After all, we are just people in a wanderer camp. He didn't expect that there would be such a means to interrogate people's secrets? If he knew, he would definitely... he would not die even if he wanted to..." Luo Xin raised his head, let out a sigh, and looked at the sunshine that would never be dim outside the window, and said intermittently.

"I actually understand him very much. If he leaves, he will be the saddest, right? I have read some history. An emperor who fought against the dead country is more glorious than an escaped emperor. I don't know if this is true, but this is the glory and integrity of the ancient Chinese."

"He, he just doesn't understand some methods and doesn't know that he will be treated like this. However, this is not your father's responsibility. The person who is controlled by the drug is not him, but..." Tang Ling has tried his best to comfort Luo Xin. He is still like that, and he can't speak at the critical moment.

Luo Xin smiled at Tang Ling, then wiped away her tears: "Of course it's not my father's responsibility. I understand him very much, but I just can't control my sadness! Our Luo family has a clan heritage, and our Luo family is an ancient Chinese, so we must have our own persistence."

"Dad will never be a deserter and just leave his ancestor's foundation like this. He will not be an escaper to let down the person who trusts him. His choice is the most pleasant choice in his heart. I will support him, but I regret not being able to stay by his side in the end."

"Tang Ling, I will take revenge." Luo Xin looked at Tang Ling and said this in a firm tone.

"Your enemy will be the powerful Star Council." Tang Ling stood up.

"Have you ever been afraid?" Luo Xin looked up, because Tang Ling's enemy had already become the powerful Star Council.

"I don't have it, I'm afraid it's useless." Tang Ling walked to the door.

"Then I have no reason to be afraid," said Luosing.

"That's great. I'll go out to get some food. The food from the former civilization is very good, but the energy is too low. I hope we can break the mystery earlier." After saying this, Tang Ling walked out of the house.

Outside the house is one of the streets of the town, not the main street of the town.

On this street, there is a small shop called a supermarket, and the rest are private houses.

After entering the town, I found that the town was filled with the eternal light of sunshine, and time always stayed at the early morning sunrise.

There is no need to worry about the people who are traveling around the town. Although they are talking and doing things, their expressions are so realistic, but in fact they are all fake and phantoms.

Just like at this moment, Tang Ling and a person were passing by, and the figure of that person directly penetrated Tang Ling's body, and nothing happened.

Tang Ling became more and more sure that all this was a projection, and there was no difference between the projection on the cliff of Hope, but it was even more clever, but he couldn't find out where the source of the projection was?

According to Luo Xin, after walking through that alley, no, they should have cracked the formation of that alley. The only range they can move is this street, and they will be attacked beyond this street.

Tang Ling wanted to try it out, what kind of attack would it be? Is it within the range of the endurance? But he didn't want the enemy surrounding the site to see some clues, so he didn't take action.

Walked into the store called a small supermarket.

Tang Ling took a big basket and stuffed all kinds of food and water into it randomly. As Tang Ling said, they had a wonderful taste, but they did not provide any energy.

All resources still depend on the luggage brought by Tang Ling and Luo Li.

Fortunately, Tang Ling doesn't need much resources now, and the strange blue energy on his body is enough for him to swallow it.

It's such a magical town. Even the food is preserved so well. How huge is that 10,000-energy stone? How is it used? It should be larger than the safety zone No. 17? But no matter what, the utilization efficiency is definitely much higher than that of the safety zone No. 17!

So, relying on the food in the town will last for a long time. Tang Ling believes that every house can also find something.

However, if you want to rush to the Dark Harbor before December, this time is like a heavy rope that binds Tang Ling.

Now, it is the end of September, does he have more time?

Walking out of the small supermarket, Tang Ling walked strolling on the street.

And the annoying voice came to his ear: "Hey, do you want to hear how those stupid dragon soldiers were tortured?"

"The loyal Longjun who use their lives to pave the way for you and make you revenge are so miserable!"

Tang Ling stopped, turned around, and looked to the end of the street.

There, a team of troops from the Star Council surrounded them, and standing in front of the troops was the young man riding a ferocious beast, who should be their leader.

This person is really annoying. He keeps talking while holding the loudspeaker. Wouldn't he be tired?

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Tang Ling's face, and suddenly walked towards the end of the street with big strides, and then stopped at the end of the street.

"I really want to know what your name is?" Tang Ling looked at the boy and asked this question.

"Long Qi. You must remember this name, because this name is a nightmare in your life. Your good luck will end after meeting me. What do you think, Tang Ling?"

"Well, Long Qi? It seems that you are a person who doesn't deserve a name and only has a number code." Tang Ling's eyes showed sympathy.

Long Qi's expression was stagnant. He wasn't stimulated by Tang Ling's simple words, but Tang Ling is such a person? He is arrogant and likes to whine?

"By the way, aren't you going to tell the story of Long Jun? I'm so tired of holding the trumpet. I'll sit here and listen to you. Mr. Digital." Tang Ling put down the pocket in his hand, sat down cross-leggedly, and looked at Long Qi directly.

Mr. Digital? Long Qi was stunned for a moment again.

He turned over from the ferocious beast and walked straight towards Tang Ling. The two were less than one meter apart, but it seemed like they were separated by a chasm.

The troops of the Star Council have suffered a small loss. As long as you step into this site, you will be attacked by lightning even if you step into it. For this reason, more than a dozen people were injured by lightning, and an unlucky guy was directly struck by lightning. The power of this lightning can be imagined.

"Okay, since you want to hear the story, I'll tell you this." Long Qi also sat in front of Tang Ling, and a strong feeling of discomfort surged in his heart.

Why did Tang Ling in front of him have an inexplicable aura? Even though he was so calm and composed, he inexplicably gave him a sense of oppression.

This feeling is like a strong telling Long Qi that he is not as good as Tang Ling!

How could Long Qi be convinced at this point? He only felt this way when facing Mr. Long, and Mr. Long is an insurmountable mountain in his heart. He never thought that he could catch up with Mr. Long.

With such discomfort, Long Qi began to talk about his story.

Tang Ling listened very seriously, but from beginning to end, Tang Ling didn't even change his expression.

This made Long Qi very frustrated. As he spoke, he even felt uninterested. Instead, he felt more and more anger accumulated in his heart, and he felt despised.

In fact, Tang Ling ignored his voice at all, and was always thinking about the formations mentioned by Luo Xin and the laws of the graphics built by those complex patterns.

I was also thinking about whether using precise instinct to copy the formation has a great advantage? Tang Ling couldn't wait to experiment, but the premise was that he had to have a certain understanding of the formation in essence.

This reminded Tang Ling of the Luo family's clanology and also involved formations. Unfortunately, he classified it as something that was misty and nothingness, and he never paid attention to it.

It was not until the emergence of the No. 9 site that Tang Ling began to face up to this kind of ability.

"Tang Ling, do you know you are trying to die?" Long Qi's breathing began to become thicker, and his oval pupils became thinner with his anger, like a cold poisonous snake.

Tang Ling looked up and looked at him with a funny look: "Have you finished your story?"

It was this expression, combined with this tone, which made Long Qi feel suffocated and his throat was blocked.

He couldn't help but step forward, approached the site No. 9 to the limit, then stretched out his head, looked at Tang Ling with his whole face, and said word by word: "You'd better not kneel down and beg me for mercy. Do you think I'm just waiting so stupidly? Do you think I can't see what's going on here?"

"Since the Star Council knows this, since the Luo family refuses to allow the Star Council to easily occupy the site No. 9, then the Star Council also has its own means."

"You wait, our people are coming quickly. How long do you think you can stay in this ruin?"

Tang Ling's expression still did not change at all. He stood up and stretched his waist, stepped forward, and through the barrier, He Longqi said face to face: "I must admit that your story is very wonderful. But you must also know that you are really trying to die. The more wonderful your story is, the ugly you will die."

"I swear, this is true. Because the person who killed you with his own hands would be me! As for the shitty people you call, I don't care at all. If it's so easy to crack here, I can't wait for the shitty people from the council to pick up the cheap."

"Let's wait and see. When I left this town, I killed you with my own hands. There is no other reason. Besides your story is so beautiful, your face also makes me feel disgusted."

After saying these words, Tang Ling turned around and lifted his pocket on the ground. Thinking of it, he stopped again and directly compared a middle finger to Long Qi, which corresponded to Tang Ling's extremely contemptuous look.

"Boy, I'll kill you." Long Qi finally exploded, and couldn't help but take a step forward, and punched Tang Ling.

But he forgot that this site would never allow him to enter so easily.

As soon as he stepped into the town, a huge thunder and lightning fell from the sky and slashed straight towards Long Qi.

With a 'boom', even though Long Qi avoided it, he finally did not avoid the lightning and was struck by one.

Of course, a lightning could not do anything to him, but it made him look extremely embarrassed.

Tang Ling naturally had to cooperate and laughed at him. He said to Long Qi lightly: "In the future, when I am bored, I will come to you to listen to the story. I hope you will still have the vitality you are today."
Chapter completed!