Tang Long?!

When people saw this figure walking out of the sedan chair, such an idea actually emerged in their hearts.

Does the man in the sedan look like Tang Long? Not... Although he has black hair, he has deep blue eyes, slender figure, fair skin, and a more Western-looking appearance.

Why do you think of Tang Long?

It is because of the handsome face, perfect demeanor, upright posture, noble temperament, everything is like the feeling of Tang Long appearing in front of others.

They all look like a peerless boy with a perfect face.

However, when Dos saw this figure through surveillance, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He was just an ordinary member of the hero family, right?

But just as this thought arose, the person in the sedan chair just raised his eyes and looked at Tang Ling standing on the platform in the square.

The sunlight fell in his eyes, and a trace of gold flashed through his eyes, and then the gold color spread out. At first glance, it looked like a layer of gold was coated in his blue eyes.

The pipe in the hand of "Pa" Dos fell to the ground.

At the same time, the young man in the sedan looked at Tang Ling and spoke again: "Tang Ling, if you want, you can follow me."

"By the way, my name is Liszt."

The king is the king who is high above.

Liszt didn't speak, people thought he was just a peerless boy, just like Tang Long. When he opened his mouth, it actually made people feel like he was a young king.

Naturally, without any artificiality, this is the demeanor he reveals.

At least most of the people in the field were infected by his powerful aura, and even felt that it was natural for him to ask Tang Ling to follow him.

But Tang Ling was in a very calm mood. He looked at Liszt and couldn't find anything related to this name from his memory, and he had no impression of this face.

"You let me follow you?" Tang Ling looked smiling.

"Yes, I can give you everything you can match." Liszt didn't mean to joke. His eyes seemed to be intentional. He first fell on Feilong and then looked at Henk.

Tang Ling narrowed her eyes.

"Sorry, I'm not interested. If you have nothing else, I'll leave first and go out to sea tomorrow. I'm very busy." Tang Ling's rejection was very direct.

"Don't you think about it?" Liszt asked afterwards.

The response to him was Tang Ling's back as he jumped off the platform and walked out of the Lighthouse Square.

"What about the others? If they are willing to follow me, do you want to stop it?" Liszt was not angry and suddenly asked.

Tang Ling stopped and turned: "Trustworthy partners and reliable friends, such things are not something you ask for."

"So, I don't force these at all. If you have the ability, try to do it." After saying that, Tang Ling continued to walk forward.

Looking at Tang Ling's back, Han Xing stretched and muttered, "I really don't want to go out to sea anymore. Luo Xiaoxin won't go..."

While speaking, Korean star had already followed Tang Ling's footsteps.

Luo Li shouted unhappily: "What does it have to do with you whether my sister is going or not? What are your ideas?"

While saying that, Luo Li exaggeratedly grabbed Han Xing's neck, but followed Tang Ling's footsteps without slowing down.

Dongyang didn't know why, but when he saw this scene, he felt the urge to laugh. He didn't suppress the urge. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He looked at Tang Ling's back and said to the other three sons: "Let's go."

"Then let's go." Beiqi did not hesitate at all.

"Cough, cough cough..." Nan Yu followed.

As for Xifeng, he simply gave a middle finger to the team, and then he followed everyone.

The anger that surrounded them before was not exhausted for Xifeng!

The fourth son followed Tang Ling. After all, the seeds that have been imprinted in their hearts since childhood are so easily shaken? Moreover, they no longer unknowingly reject this seed and have poured some secret hope...

Soon, Tang Ling and his group left the Lighthouse Square, leaving everyone with a scramble and quarrel.

It also inexplicably made the mood of those present feel subtle and complicated.

The felt hat's throat rolled, and the power that bound him had disappeared at some point. He knew that he had no way to complain or fight, and it was definitely not a simple character who dared to oppress himself blatantly on such occasions.

He was born in a humble background and had already learned too many rules of survival.

He was just lost. He didn't know if he would have any chance to intersect with the young man he admired in his heart, Tang Ling, after missing this time.

The idea of ​​felt hat also represents the ideas of several talented teenagers at the bottom. They may not be as urgent as felt hats, but the same is true for loss.

As for the others' ideas, it is a little more complicated, but Tang Ling has left anyway, and they have their own fleet to be formed.

However, Liszt was obviously at a disadvantage in this small farce.

Not only did he not suppress Tang Ling, he made people feel that Tang Ling, a young man, was becoming more and more magical.

Liszt didn't seem to care too much about this. He just watched Tang Ling and his group walk out of the Lighthouse Square, towards the corner of the street, and then disappear.

"These people will follow me, what do you think? Henk?" Liszt withdrew his gaze and suddenly asked Henk in a very low voice, only Henk could hear.

"Of course, my king." Henk replied very affirmatively, with a light like faith in his eyes.

"Then why do I feel that these people are so determined to follow Tang Ling's heart?" Liszt seemed to be asking, but a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

Henk did not answer the first time. He remembered many things, but the last scene was the scene of Andrew dying on the ring.

A trace of pain flashed through his expression, and he pondered for a long time before saying, "Tang Ling is a trustworthy and entrusted person. This is my most earnest answer."

"Well." Liszt nodded casually, and then said in a low voice: "It's a pity that Jiulian Herui will only bloom for one person."

The voice of this sentence was very small, so small that Henk could not hear what he said clearly when he stood beside Liszt?

The formation of the fleet in Lighthouse Square is still underway. People were surprised to find that Tang Ling had just randomly selected a few crew members, and the people he selected were also expected.

But these people are actually the absolute strongest people in the challenge of Hell Cliff! Korean star is the third, and the four sons in the southeast, west and north are also in the top ten, even Luo Li... If that mysterious girl would follow the other side of the shore, wouldn't Tang Ling's fleet be the strongest fleet in the faint?
Chapter completed!