At this moment, there was a boiling sound on the halo.

All the teenagers shouted Tang Ling's name almost fanatical, and everything implies that after entering the Purple Moon Age, the most extraordinary era is coming.

In such an era in history, many heroes and shining great men often emerge.

Among these heroes and great men, there will naturally be a person who is destined to stand at the top.

Such a person will be a kind of glory around him, and following him will most likely leave his own traces in history.

Tang Ling has already revealed this temperament. The genius teenagers present are all smart. Since they have already smelled the changes of the times, they cannot detect Tang Ling's unusualness.

The madness at this moment is of course mixed with these thoughts, and Tang Ling’s name is recorded on the Jingjin Diyue Bell, which makes her feel sacred in participating in history.

Thinking of this, the teenagers became even more fanatical. In such an atmosphere, Liszt seemed to have been forgotten.

But Liszt would rather be forgotten at this moment. If the person standing on the top was too dazzling, his light would naturally be hidden behind him.

What's the point of walking to the ninth floor with hard work? It's just a foil.

Liszt's face was pale and ugly, and he was crowded among the crowd, hoping to disappear on the spot. The more glorious Tang Ling was, the more embarrassing he felt...

"Tang Ling!" Liszt lowered his head and clenched his fists. The churn unwillingness, anger, and a hint of hatred that he was unwilling to admit could not be suppressed in any case.

At this moment, a person pulled Liszt's arm and quickly dragged him out of the crowd desperately.

Liszt didn't struggle. He knew who was the one who was holding him? Because they were too familiar with each other.

"What you should do now is to go to the mysterious store." Pulling Listra to a relatively secluded corner, the man finally spoke.

Liszt looked up and said, "Who isn't Genk, if it's not?

At this moment, Liszt had a lot to say, but for some reason, he couldn't say anything.

"Go, you should trust yourself." Henk smiled: "You're actually doing well."

"I can't convince myself to believe it again." Liszt pointed to his chest: "No matter what emotions I have had before, I will not have hatred."

"Do you know? If you start to hate, it means you are already desperate and there is no way."

"Then don't have hatred." Henk remained calm, then looked at the boiling crowd: "Once upon a time, I had a friend, well, a good friend."

"he..."

Liszt looked at Henk in confusion.

"He also fought with Tang Ling. Of course, Tang Ling had not yet begun to be dazzling at that time, but it could already make people notice some extraordinary things."

"And what about my friend? He has no talent and needs to struggle to survive in his family."

"He fought for Tang Ling to the end, and this end refers to death."

"Actually, I really want to ask Tang Ling what he thinks of him? What I can be sure of is that he did not hate Tang Ling in the end, nor did he fear Tang Ling. He just thought and dealt with everything until the end..."

"So, no matter what the result is, your heart should tell you to persevere until the end." Henk said a lot to Liszt with a very rare occasion.

Liszt looked down, and it seemed that he wanted to ask Henke something, but in the end he chose to remain silent.

After about a minute, he said, "It's time for me to go to the mysterious store."

**

The cheers continued, almost two minutes.

The hero Tang Ling, who people long to see, never appeared.

No one knows why Tang Ling disappeared at this time? But since he has won, there will be no danger.

Therefore, everyone is still venting their emotions.

After all, the storm sailing is about to end. From the ordinary and boring at the beginning to the sudden sudden change in the middle, the battle of life and death, and then into a dream, I face various challenges when I wake up...

In any case, the result is almost achieved, and then bid farewell to the identity of the quasi-Purple Moon Warrior and become a real purple moon warrior.

At least the teenagers present had no problems!

However, isn’t it worth remembering and being excited to get such an extraordinary challenge at the end of the quasi-Purple Moon Warrior?

The sound resounded through the sky, like a gust of unrestrained wind, rushing out of the halo, echoing in the sky, and echoing in the sea under the giant tower of Nirvana...

The wind blows through the long hair on the other side, and also brings cheers from the boys on the halo.

He gently closed the book in his hand, and looked at the halo hanging in the sky with his chin on his back. Is it over?

For whom did the cheers resound?

"It should be Tang Ling, right?" Even though I really wanted to endure the firm little admiration for Tang Ling in my heart, I would not believe that anyone else could win such cheers except him.

Thinking of this, Bi Yan couldn't help but hold his knees and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was extremely moving.

Unfortunately, in this quiet sea, there is no one who can appreciate the smile from the heart, beautiful to make people melt.

Although he does not think he is Tang Ling's dependence, in many cases, if Tang Ling can achieve anything, he will still be more proud than any of his achievements.

Just like at this moment, Bi Han didn't have any pain in his heart why he was excluded from the Giant Nirvana Tower.

It doesn't matter, because he will definitely succeed.

**

Wooden counter, black floor, dense drawers behind the counter, the handsome boss at the counter who is difficult to tell...

Mysterious store, everything is as old as before.

Tang Ling sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a pair of wings in her hand, and staring at Kun with her head tilted.

Kun also looked at Tang Ling with a smile.

"Is this a hostage?" Tang Ling spoke. According to the normal process, shouldn't he be repairing the area? Why did he go to the mysterious store as soon as he came out this time?

He is very thirsty, hungry, and tired now, so he is still eager to clean up the area for free water and food. Can't he even sleep for a while, adjust his mindset, and then enjoy the joy of victory?

"Irregular." A blue flame suddenly appeared in Kun's hand.

Tang Ling, who had just had a deep understanding of the flame, immediately changed into a kind smile when he saw it and shouted loudly: "Boss Kun, long time no see! Do you know how much I miss you? Before every dream, I pray devoutly so that I can see you..."

"Shut up." Kun raised his hand, and the blue flame suddenly appeared in front of Tang Ling.

With a distance of one meter, Tang Ling could feel the terrifying power of this flame and the powerful mental power that controlled it...

So Tang Ling quickly shut up, and the flame fell at Tang Ling's feet. A black hole with blue smoke appeared on the black floor that seemed to be as smooth as a mirror, and then gradually began to recover.

"How many dream coins have you harvested this time?" Kun spoke directly.

"It's not countable yet." Tang Ling raised the pair of wings in his hand with a flattering smile.

The implication is obvious, I have to exchange this thing for money.

How can I hide this little trick from Kun? As soon as Kun waved his hand, the pair of wings in Tang Ling flew towards Kun and landed on the counter.

Kun glanced at him disgustedly.

Tang Ling immediately became nervous. If Kun wanted to take the opportunity to lower the price, he would never agree and had to fight to the end.

"40 Dream Coins." Kun reported a number with disdain.

Tang Ling had already thought of a long paragraph, and if he used it to bargain, he would immediately hold it back.

The price is similar, after all, the wings of a nobleman are worth 22 dream coins.

"Can you tell me now, have you gained something?" Kun raised his hand and a string of light spots rushed towards Tang Ling, landing on Tang Ling's arm.

40 dream coins, money and goods are all paid.

"Haha." Tang Ling smiled shyly, scratched her head, and then said in a low voice: "Not many, there are only 326 dream coins, maybe I can't buy anything."

Kun looked at Tang Ling silently, and took a lot of effort to resist the urge to clean up Tang Ling.

326 Dream Coins, not many?

You should know that in the previous dream world, even a Purple Moon Warrior above level six could complete a large-scale mission world with three chances of dreaming with S or above, and also had to complete side missions, perhaps only then could he get about 200 dream coins.

This kid doesn't think there are too many?!

If this time, in order to get as much resources as possible for the best people, I deliberately opened up the ninth level challenge scene and charged the so-called viewing fee, could this kid get 326 dream coins? Will he dream?

But it has to be admitted that Tang Ling is very popular? Everyone on the halo watched his challenge. Even if his challenge was halfway through, the mysterious store completed all the transactions of all the teenagers. Those teenagers who completed the last batch of transactions could not wait to buy the viewing permission...

Kun was silent.

Tang Ling spoke carefully and shyly again: "I know, actually, there are quite a lot of them? But that one, it's a very hard-earned money."

"Stop talking nonsense. Before entering the ninth floor, you still have 40 dream coins left, purchased the basic flame god pattern of the Silver Wing Clan, exchanged for mental potions, ferocious beast meat, and..." Kun glanced at Tang Ling strangely: "A pack of cigarettes."

"Cough cough cough..." Tang Ling coughed repeatedly, just a pack of cigarettes. Is it necessary to have such a weird expression?

"I passed the final level, SSS evaluation, and received a reward of 20 dream coins. You won another 40 dream coins with this wing. It just so happened to be one hundred dream coins."

"The rest is the viewing fee, a total of 226." Kun regained his smiley expression and looked at Tang Ling deeply.

"Watching fee? Not reward me?" Tang Ling was very surprised.

"Yes, your final battle is public! If you want to watch it, you must charge a fee." Kun explained lightly.

Hearing this sentence, Tang Ling immediately jumped up, clenched his fists, looking red and thick with his neck.
To be continued...