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Chapter 688 You are just a tool(2/2)

If Tang Ling asked him to answer, he would also say, "Well, it doesn't make sense." This is purely just to make the speed of that wisp of flame look slightly faster.

Such a nonsense approach is simply treating battles as a joke.

But after seeing through it, why can't it be a joke?

Tang Ling lowered her head, put the cigarette next to her mouth again, and took a step silently. She endured it for too long. Shouldn't the miracle be performed at this moment?

So, the miracle really happened.

The endless golden and red flames in front of Tang Ling's eyes were like predicting all of Tang Ling's actions. They were extinguished just as Tang Ling was about to hit him!

To be precise, the flame that followed Tang Ling's footsteps was extinguished, leaving only a lonely fallen leaf flame floating in the quiet night sky.

What exactly happened?

The boys found that Liszt could still understand the battle, so why did they not understand the battle at all when they arrived at Tang Ling's side?

Tang Ling was obviously not interested in answering it. She squinted her eyes, snapped her fingers, and another flame appeared on his index finger. He looked at the woman of the Silver Wings with a cigarette in his mouth and smiled.

Then he stretched out his left hand, and the lonely fallen leaf fire fell on his left hand, burning quietly, but it did not harm Tang Ling at all.

Tang Ling looked at the flame in his hand quietly for a moment, as if he felt that it was isolated from the bone armor and could not feel its warmth. At this time, he actually withdrew the battle seed and returned to his normal state.

Is Tang Ling crazy?

The boys outside the field no longer want to guess randomly? Because they are always slapped in the face by their own ideas.

But how should we control our emotions? It’s really hard to understand when facing Tang Ling’s madness.

But Tang Ling didn't think he was crazy because it was enough. What was next?

Standing in the flames, Tang Ling looked up and suddenly closed his palms. The fallen leaf fire was silently extinguished between his fingers.

When I spread it out again, where is there any flame in Tang Ling's palm? What is lying is just a quiet piece of leaves that are not on this planet, belonging to a foreign land.

"What do you think?" Tang Ling asked calmly with a faint laziness.

After passing nine levels in a row and thinking, he was a little tired.

Faced with Tang Ling's problem, the woman of the Silver Wing tribe seemed to have pale. She subconsciously bit her lips, and her appearance made people feel a little pitiful.

But Tang Ling had no pity in her heart. She was such a disgusting race!

Then soon, the woman from the Silver Wings gave the answer and forced a smile and said, "I don't believe it."

With its voice, the golden and red flames that were still burning gathered again and surrounded Tang Ling again.

The momentum was even greater than before. Judging from the slightly trembling hands of the Silver-winged woman who closed her hands, and from the flushing on her cheeks, it was still forcing her potential.

But it just extinguished a small piece of flame. It doesn't matter. There are endless flames in this garden. As long as the battle continues, let's come again.

It would not believe that the Silverwing Clan is the natural darling of flames, and it is the pride of the Silverwing Clan. If it only falls under the noble noble lord, how could it lose to a human in the matter of flames?

Can humans see through the true essence?

But will Tang Ling give it a chance to come again? Tang Ling's battle has always been like this. The tricks he saw through and conquered will no longer be useful!

Therefore, a little loneliness appeared in Tang Ling's eyes. When he entered this level, he knew the basic information of the enemy and was a noble general.

An enemy that was stronger than he thought, but would it be even more interesting if it came to a noble rank?

Tang Ling held the cigarette in his mouth and began to move forward like a wandering stroll in the garden. He did not do anything extra, but occasionally a wisp of flame turned into a bullet-like shape.

These flames look equally weak, and will also fall into golden and red flames, and then be submerged silently...

It is hard for those who are watching the game to imagine what effect these flames have had. In short, the result is that wherever Tang Ling goes, the flames will be extinguished, following his footsteps and in his direction...

He was not like fighting at all, but like a little lonely boy in the night, just walking in the garden aimlessly.

"Impossible." The woman of the Silver Winged Clan couldn't help but collapse. Finally, when Tang Ling was about to approach the center of the garden, she shouted weakly.

Tang Ling looked up, took off the cigarette from his mouth, and said lightly: "There is nothing impossible, what you see is reality."

The woman from the Silver Wings took a step back and looked at Tang Ling with some fear.

Tang Ling seemed to want to chat very much, and suddenly said, "Isn't it just the Internet?"

With this word "王子" and Tang Ling said it lightly, the woman of the Silver Wings tribe was as if she had been revealed the deepest hidden thoughts of a girl, and she began to yell in disguise: "Shut up! Despicable human, stop..."

Tang Ling frowned, and then said with great dissatisfaction: "Don't talk about despicable humans at once. I'm very unhappy when you say this. You must know..."

"What?" The woman from the Silver Winged Clan barely stabilized her mind and looked at Tang Ling with hatred.

"I actually have many ways to kill you, I'm very powerful." Tang Ling said indifferently: "But you are my tool, the tool to achieve the most perfect results. If you use fire, then I will use fire to deal with you."

"And a tool, what qualifications are there to yell at the despicable human being?"

"I'll kill you!" The woman from the Silver Wings was so excited that she lost her composure by Tang Ling's brief words. It suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and landed on the ice-blue pendant.

Looking at the actions of the Silver Winged Winged Wings, a hint of mockery flashed in Tang Ling's eyes.

"Do you think you are the only one who has fire?"

While speaking, Tang Ling waved his hand and the extinguished fire behind him actually burned again!
Chapter completed!
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