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Chapter 215 The Name of Tang Ling(1/2)

Early autumn.

The city of Star is beautiful.

It is said that the maple tree of the former civilization, the Phantom Fire Tree, will bloom amazingly beautifully this season.

And wait for the Star City to plant magic fire trees.

The early morning sunshine in early autumn is far less hot. Just a little light is needed, and the Phantom Fire Tree will reflect a cluster of red light like flames.

These red lights will also show different depths and lights as the color of the Phantom Fire Leaf are different, soft and beautiful, just like cutting off the sunset at dusk and gently placing them on earth.

The fantasy fire fragrance all over the city, this is the unique smell that Fantasy Fire Leaf will release in this season.

Like orchids, like honey, faint, but distant.

A happy season.

"Lala...Lalala..." The other side was very happy, with two white feet swaying in the air, and they were still humming an untuned little song.

She loves the sunset the most.

And this season, from the early morning, can watch the sunset all day long, making her sink and a strange tranquility surged in her heart.

It's really enjoyable.

The other side stretched out his hand, and the gaps of the green and thin white fingers, the morning sunlight shone out, and the illumination of the magical fire under the suspended realm.

The other side tilted its head and smiled, their eyes narrowed like crescent moons, and there were water droplets condensed from the morning mist on their eyelashes.

She is really happy.

In the open space in front of the empty castle, a group of teenagers who were waiting for morning training were obsessed with looking at the figure on the edge of the top of the empty castle.

Everyone knows that at dusk when there is sunset, a landscape will appear in the hollow castle, which is the figure of the Queen on the other side staring at the sunset until the sky is filled with stars and nights.

Unexpectedly, this Fantasy Fire Season, which represents happiness, can be seen from the early morning.

Even if this is just a youth's luxury and an unattainable dream, who is willing to miss it?

Wei held a newspaper in his hand and coughed, which shocked the group of teenagers.

I really don’t know what it means. I actually looked at the queen forever. Don’t you know the preciousness of time?

Thinking of this, Wei sorted out his uniform, which was still the dark blue uniform, with an ancient Chinese style buckle with a dragon-shaped pattern.

This represents his identity, the personal guardian.

It also means that he can approach the Queen of the other shore in a noble manner and send her the necessary news.

The other side indulged in his own happiness and had almost no reaction to the appearance of Wei.

Wei could only stand silently aside. He was used to this. Even if he saw her every day, he had never really been in her eyes.

"Queen, today's newspaper. There is news about Mr. Long on the third page. Mr. Long had arrived in Ximi City yesterday. It is estimated that less than five days left, and he can return to Mr. Long. It is two days faster than expected." After Wei said this, he regretted it. He felt that he might offend Mr. Long inadvertently.

Mr. Long might want to surprise the queen with such a trip?

Thinking of this, Wei suddenly became panicked. He knelt on one knee and said nervously to the other side's back: "Mr. Long must have traveled day and night to return to Waixing City in advance. Mr. Long must have been worried about His Majesty the Queen, so he is so anxious and looking forward to surprise the Queen."

"We dare not not report the news about Mr. Long. But we also dared to ask Her Majesty the Queen to pretend not to know, so as not to be disappointed and not be surprised by Mr. Long."

After saying that, Wei's sweat had already covered his forehead with fine sweat, and even a wave of heat came from his back.

The other side did not express it, but just gently hooked his fingers, and the newspaper floated into her hands.

She glanced at the newspaper and said lightly: "Okay."

Wei Xiaojian breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, he did not dare to stay here for more than annoy the queen. So after saying that he left, he quietly quietly exited the roof.

Do you want to come back early? Bi Yan reached out to flip the newspaper, but for some reason, the portrait I saw was always catching her gaze.

She simply stopped reading it, but took the newspaper in front of her.

This is the first edition, with a huge title that says, "The Dragon Army is not dead? The son of the former leader Tang Feng has confirmed his identity."

The other side doesn't care about the news that is too trivial.

Her eyes remained on the portrait accompanied by the text report.

The portrait shows a black-haired boy, with fine Liu Hai slightly covering his eyebrows, a clean face, beautiful facial features, dark eyes, and tight corners of his lips.

"Why, he looks a little sad?" Bi Yan's fingers gently stroked the portrait.

My eyes also burst into tears.

The other side doesn't care about this at all, and is even less curious about why he has such a strange resonance with the sadness of this person in the portrait?

She clearly didn't feel familiar with this boy, and she never had him in her memory.

But, it's just sad.

The other side let tears slide across her cheeks, and she seemed to see him lonely, he was sad, and he was suppressed.

Her eyes just couldn't move away from this portrait. She repeatedly recited his name: "Tang Ling...Tang Ling?"

Then, she spoke gently: "Collection of all the newspapers today."

Wei was walking to the second floor of the empty castle at this time, and there was a little dreamy on the other side. A soft voice clearly came into his ears: "Collection of all the newspapers today."

There is no such coldness that keeps people from thousands of miles away, nor the nobleness that does not bring the world's fireworks. Instead, it is like a normal girl, with a nice and gentle voice that makes people feel soft and heart-breaking.

"Is this the real voice of the other shore? Young Master Long's return touched her heartstrings so much?" Wei's heart inevitably felt a little sour again.

There is no way, they are a pair made of heaven and earth. It is expected that the queen will deepen with the deepening of the relationship between Dragon Master.

**

Migen City.

Priel Academy.

September 1st every year is a traditional, freshmen enrolled.

But no one would choose to report to the school on this day. There are people who went to the college one month in advance and half a month in advance.

Late summer and early autumn.

As September approaches, Priel Academy has become completely lively, and today it seems particularly lively.

Because of an explosive news, it spread throughout Migen City almost instantly.

‘The mad lion appears, and the leader of the dragon army Tang Feng is sure to leave an orphan?’

‘When Tang Feng escaped from the will of heaven, has the world pattern changed?’

‘The Dragon Army reappears, the night of the destruction of the Ans family in the safe area No. 17.”

Is there any more explosive news that the legendary man Tang Feng actually has a son like this? No!

Young people over 20 will not forget how the Dragon Army swept the world? How the legendary leader created one myth after another.

Even if many of the academy are young people under the age of 20, they had already passed the most glorious period of the Dragon Army when they were born.

But this place is a security city after all, and it is almost the highest administrative unit in the world - the city! People are not "land dumplings", so they don't know much about Long Jun's deeds like people in the No. 17 Security Zone.

On the contrary, many young people who grew up here grew up listening to various legends of Long Jun and the adventure stories of Tang Feng.

Of course, these stories have more or less artificially added some different colors, occasionally full of maliciousness and derogatory meaning.

However, this does not affect the reputation of Tang Feng or Long Jun, and people also have their own opinions.

"Tang Ling? Tang Feng's son is Tang Ling. He is from the No. 17 safety zone. It's really exciting." One of the boys held a newspaper and passed by a garden in the college and said flamboyantly.

Another boy curled his lips and said, "What are you looking forward to? I think he can't live for a year, don't forget him..."

The two were very excited to talk and did not notice that there was a slightly confused and thoughtful boy lying there on the bench next to the garden.

When one of the teenagers said that he would not live for a year, the teenager lying on the bench suddenly jumped up, punched the teenager in the face, and snatched the newspaper from the other teenager.

"Who are you? You're dead." The beaten boy was very angry, and the other boy snatched the newspaper was also angry.

The two of them greeted the boy who was hitting and snatching newspapers, regardless of their fists.

He is very strong and has accumulated for a long time, at least with the power of more than five bulls.

The boy who robbed the newspaper could not beat him, so he simply stopped hitting him. He let the toes of his fists fall on his body, but his hands were trembling slightly. He hungrily watched the news in the newspaper.

The Ans family was destroyed.

Tang Ling escaped and was born.

"Is that so? Have you escaped? Tang Ling really destroyed the entire Ance family?" Yu's hands were trembling. When he was beaten like this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

**

Apollo Mercenary Training Camp.

A strong boy with a sun tattoo on his chest was tied to a wooden pillar.

Looking up, there was a vast desert outside the camp. The golden yellow sand reflected the dazzling sunshine. After watching for a long time, people's eyes would be stimulated to tears.

The sun never stings with the most passionate light in this desert. In just a moment, the boy seemed to be a little dehydrated. His dry lips were covered with blood under his dead skin.

"Oh, Auston, are you convinced now?" A young mercenary in a combat uniform slowly walked to the side of the boy tied to the pillar named Auston with a sarcastic tone.
To be continued...
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