Tang Ling felt that the seeds in the heart had experienced so many energy erosions. If there were still impurities left, they would definitely be very tightly impacted and hidden firmly in the smallest gap. Leaving them next time will be a difficult task.

Then, take the risk!

But if you choose to take risks... it is better to try whether you can mobilize energy and directly wash the heart.

Tang Ling's idea was so radical. If Yangkong, who was waiting outside, knew this idea, he would probably be frightened and doubted his life.

Because the internal organs are absolutely weak compared to other parts of the body.

Concentrate energy to wash away the internal organs? And the heart? What is the difference between suicide?

But Tang Ling is still the case. She thought it was feasible and would definitely give it a try. So when the next energy flush, Tang Ling began to try to use her mental power to mobilize her energy.

This kind of mobilization is definitely not something newcomers can try. Just like following the "Thousand Satin Kung Fu" in the safe zone No. 17, the first time I practiced, I can only say that I tried to leave energy and form a vortex.

To mobilize energy to operate, at least five vortexes must be formed in the body, and the vortexes can form a small cycle between each other to do things.

Therefore, even if Yangkong learns Tang Ling’s thoughts, he will be frightened, but he may not necessarily stop Tang Ling, because Tang Ling cannot do it.

But is it really impossible to do it?

The fact is that Tang Ling did it, and once again he used his mental power to mobilize a small part of the energy, directly eroding the heart.

"Um." Tang Ling, who was sitting cross-legged, let out a cry of pain, and subconsciously covered her heart with her hands.

Yang Kong was shocked when he was reading the book. He didn't understand what kind of martial arts Su Yao taught Tang Ling, and he actually made Tang Ling cover his chest. It felt so weird.

But such adventure is not useless, a small strand of impurities was successfully driven out of the seeds.

It seems that through this practice, Tang Ling has established a touch of spiritual connection with the seed. He can feel that if he takes the risk of washing it like this again, the impurities in the seed will be driven away.

Then, let's wash it again.

This is always better than taking risks and rushing to the limit.

Yangkong, who was guarding Tang Ling outside, seemed to be numb to Tang Ling's cultivation. He could only wait, thinking in his mind that if Auston came, would he find an excuse to stop him outside the door and try not to interrupt Tang Ling?

After the last energy flush, Tang Ling was already exhausted to the limit.

He almost barely captured enough energy, and then squeezed his last mental power to wash away his heart again.

A tiny impurity was washed out from the seeds. At this moment, Tang Ling suddenly felt a light and transparent feeling in her body.

Success? This idea came to Tang Ling's mind. He wanted to laugh, but found that his mood was extremely peaceful and peaceful at this moment. In the process of slowly withdrawing from the visual world, he seemed to have entered a wonderful state and began to become sensitive to everything around him. Although before he opened his eyes, he could see Yangkong paving back and forth in the house with a little anxiousness, and saw the energy with impurities slowly dissipating in the whole house...

This is a state where you feel more sensitive to the world. When Tang Ling completely opened his eyes, he was sure that this state would continue.

Could this be the benefit of the "Jade Body"?

Yangkong felt that the energy was no longer fluctuating. He subconsciously turned around and found that Tang Ling had opened his eyes and stared at the surroundings in a daze.

Could it be that there is something wrong with practicing and practicing is stupid?

Thinking of this, Yangkong unconsciously came to the gene chain calculator and squatted down to observe what was going on in Tang Ling?

At this time, a huge feeling of weakness and fatigue rushed towards Tang Ling like a tide. His mental power was almost squeezed out. His swelling and painful brain was as heavy as a stone. After being highly concentrated, the extremely high skull pressure made the whole person drowsy. At the same time, the capillaries in the nasal cavity inevitably ruptured, and two nosebleeds flowed out of Tang Ling's nostrils.

"What's the situation?" Yangkong unconsciously pulled the buttons of the shirt that had been torn apart because of anxiety.

If I remember correctly, the last time Tang Ling looked at Auston's chest with nosebleed after testing her gene chain talent.

Could it be that this kid... I heard that Viaen likes him very much, can't he be his tutor...

Yangkong quickly buttoned up the button.

Tang Ling looked at Yangkong in surprise and spoke very hard: "Teacher, are you cold?"

I'm cold and you sister! Yang Kong stood up expressionlessly, and he pretended not to know about Tang Ling's abnormal practice.

"Is there anything to eat?" Tang Ling found that he could not stand up. The fatigue, hunger and so sad state that he did not feel during his practice appeared after he finished practicing.

Yangkong didn't say anything and threw a tube of nutritional cream. He always felt that the conversation was so familiar?

Tang Ling tried hard to grab the nutritional cream. Just as she was about to eat it, she suddenly said vigilantly: "Teacher, I don't have money. You can buy some meat or something, just one hundred credit points."

"I don't have time to buy meat for you." Yangkong was impulsive, should he beat him up while the boy was so weak?

"Then I can't afford it. If I eat it, only Su Yao will pay it back. He will misunderstand that I went to float the girl." Tang Ling looked very innocent, but the nutritional cream was squeezed into his mouth by half.

Take a deep breath in the air and tell yourself that as a mentor, you must maintain your demeanor and cultivation.

"Teacher, I really don't know what a girl is. You have invited me to this nutritional cream." Tang Ling had already finished taking all the nutritional cream while speaking.

I have to say that although the nutritional cream worth 1,000 points of credit cannot provide much energy, after taking it, the body gradually felt much more comfortable and gradually gained some strength.

Although Yangkong endured it very hard, he couldn't help it in the end. He closed the transparent door of the gene chain calculator with a "peng" sound, and really didn't want to hear any messy words coming out of Tang Ling's mouth.

Tang Ling's face changed and she thought, "Is it a bad thing?" Is it the meaning of being under house arrest if you don't pay back the money?"

**

The battlefield shot by the second-level moat is so clear, all-round, and the picture quality is perfect at every angle.

Alber held the wine glass with a smile on his lips that could not be suppressed. He pressed the remote control in his hand, as if he was playing, and repeatedly fast forward, paused, enlarged the screen, and then narrowed the screen and played the panoramic view.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." He made a series of interjections, as if he was amazed, but in fact Alber was very proud.

If a person wants to reach the top, he still needs some luck. Obviously, Alber thinks he is favored by the goddess of luck.

What is the next thing? Naturally, it is to use this luck perfectly to maximize benefits.

Therefore, his discovery is still a secret, and he must not tell anyone, even the members of the Ans family cannot do it.

But what about my mother? Well, I need to reveal something to her because he needs to use her power to do something.

For example, destroy the backup of this battlefield record.

In this way, we can ensure that only oneself knows the secret and will no longer be seen by others.

For example, to achieve the ultimate contribution, some other means are needed. Only when it is exposed will it have amazing results.

"The key is not to alert the enemy. You must make a perfect conspiracy." Aber put down his wine glass and stood up.

He slowly paced to the corner of the room, and he took out the familiar vinyl record and put it in the phonograph.

As the most familiar tune began to play, Alber closed his eyes and hummed.

He found that when he listened to this song again, he felt a strange feeling in his heart for the first time. What was this feeling? It was a kind of approach, approaching the person pointed to by the song.

The evidence has emerged, and it is amazing, but it is still unbelievable.

The biggest target person on the list appears in the 17th safe zone? Is this a miracle?

Alber felt that he could not wait for a moment, and he had to contact his mother immediately.

**

The night is a little dark.

After all, it is close to dawn and ushering in the darkest moment before light.

Both Auston and Yu have completed their practice.

There was no trouble like Tang Ling, but they were all very talented boys, and the effect was obvious after the first practice.

Because of this first preparation camp, the No. 17 Safety Zone seems to have ushered in the long-awaited hope, and talents have emerged in an explosion, but is it really hope?

Thinking of this, Yangkong held the wine glass in his hand and drank the sweet leaf wine in his glass in one go.

This specialty produced in the No. 17 safety zone is really good, the taste of my hometown, and who doesn’t want my hometown to be peaceful and peaceful forever?

Of course, this is just a wish.

"That's it. I was betrayed. In the underground R area, you know that this is clearly a small area, like the most remote small settlement of human beings, a small safe village." As he spoke, Feilong was a little angry, vomited a cigarette, and continued: "In such a place, there were ten small-squad-level underground races at the level of squad and three squad-level underground races, and they were equipped with second-level 'prosthetic bodies'."

"Oh, Yangkong, can you believe it?" Feilong's face turned a little red. That's it. He will blush if he can't drink much.

"I believe that in fact, those who have some knowledge of it know that the safety zone 17 will change. The only hope before was the attitude of the city lord, but the city lord has no attitude yet." Yangkong walked over from the window, sat facing Feilong, and filled himself with a glass of wine.

"No attitude is an attitude. The city mainly compromises, but only compromises and degrees, such as principled compromises, face-saving compromises, unconditional compromises, and...complete compromises." Feikong was a little angry, but more helpless.

What can he do under such a torrent of general trend?

"Do you know who was betrayed you?" Yangkong did not answer Feilong's words, but instead asked another question.

"Can it be obvious? The task was issued by the parliament, but the task was made to promote it was several of the members. You know which ones were most clear, but who is behind them? The Ans family, the Monroe family and some new senior executives."

"Haha, it's so funny. When we entered the underground R area, we were like we were equipped with a tracker. The enemy knew our movements at any time."

"Are these dog-good guys planning to sell them to underground races for safety zone 17?" Feilong is not a fool. You can understand the black hand behind this matter by just thinking about it for a moment, but so what?

"So, you tried your best to get the team members to escape, but you were caught as a bargaining chip?" Yangkong had a smile on his face, obviously teasing Feilong.

"Yes, what's more shameful than this? I deeply doubt that I can be worthy of so many millions of energy stones? But I think the city lord will compromise, and he is also pitiful. If he compromises, it is equivalent to being undermined. And I am obviously one of his few supporters." These words that Feilong said would never be spread to the outside world.

This is reality, and only the top leaders know about many cruel facts.

As for ordinary people, they can only follow the trend and live without and cannot understand too much.

"Then you think the city lord is helpless. Will he choose to compromise with principle? Then have you told the city lord about the details of your betrayal?" Yangkong asked two questions in a row.

"Yes, the city lord is helpless. Maybe... maybe still... retains a certain idea in his heart. You know, that person is a hero, a hero full of charm. But..." Feikong couldn't continue to say anything. He held the wine glass tightly, then lowered his head and sighed: "Of course I told the city lord about my betrayal. I think he knew about it, and he had actually made a choice. He could not resist the general trend."

"Why is the No. 17 safe area? Is there anything worth noting about this small place?" Yangkong's tone was ridiculous, but it was more of a heavy feeling that was difficult to explain in detail.
To be continued...