Dark Moon Era

Indeed, with Tang Long’s current strength, even if he were a genius, he would not be able to come into contact with such things.

Because he was involved in this level of affairs, and even the qualifications for cannon fodder were not enough.

But did Hei Lao take Tang Long to die? This statement is also unreasonable.

Hei Lao needs to use such troublesome methods to engage Tang Long? This is even more funny than a joke.

Therefore, Hei Lao’s move is somewhat confusing.

But to this day, guessing is useless, after all, Tang Long was saved by Hei Lao, and it is the default thing for him to follow Hei Lao.

Jian Fei and 1 could not discuss a result, no matter what era, life always has to continue.

Where to go next? Alas, go to Iron Blood City first! In winter, it’s time to go to True Capital.

The road of War God at this time will not be easy, right? Jian Fei feels that he should move around.

Yes, he will also participate in the War God road.

I just do n’t know. By that time, did the 9th City Lord return?

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Darkness Port, Island.

The real island area is not just a large island that refers to Dark Island, but also contains many small islands around Dark Island.

In the island, ordinary people live in Sect’s Exclusive homes on the Big Island.

Large people can own an island alone.

Butterfly Wing Island is a small island that belongs to the Dark Island. Like its name, this island is shaped like a butterfly wing and looks like it is flying.

Butterfly Island is very beautiful. It has two opposite mountains. It is not a low mountain. The mountain is rich in vegetation and extends to the sea.

The coastline is not short. Rarely, most of this coastline is composed of fine sand.

In the former civilization, this is definitely a niche and top tourist destination.

But this is Purple Moon Era, it belongs to the black old island.

Hei Lao’s home is on the left wing of the two hills of the island, occupying a whole hill.

The main body of the building is composed of a special, large seashell, but the small building in which the main body is a large ship constructed of wood.

From a distance, the old black home is like a big ship surrounded by a pile of shells.

Hei Lao was sitting at the bow of the huge ship building, beside him was a servant who had accompanied him for almost thirty years, a fat cook who looked very strong.

Hei Lao sat here to bask in the sun, and the cook also sat aside, cutting a delicious but extremely hard fish.

She cut it very carefully, every slice of fish cut from her hands was uniformly oval, and each slice was thin enough to let the sun through.

It’s just this thick, this kind of fish is easy to chew. If you don’t want to chew, put it in your mouth and slowly sip it. There is also a feeling of sweetness and salty fragrance.

It’s perfect for wine.

However, it is hard work to cut this kind of fish, and there is not enough strength. If you want to cut a piece of meat from this fish, if you cut it, it will damage the texture of the fish itself, and the taste will be much worse.

Nature has always been magical, and even a piece of fish has hidden mysteries.

Hei Lao likes to have this kind of fish fillet in his mouth, and then drink two glasses.

This reminds him of the most embarrassing years when he was young, when he had no money to buy wine, he took a marinated red seaweed, drank a glass, and sipped two red seaweeds. .

Time flies too fast.

In a blink of an eye, Purple Moon Era has established a new order, and has achieved a civilization completely different from the previous civilization …

Coming soon … he’s leaving, and will there be turbulence in this era? Who knows? The emperor’s existence is bound to be turbulent.

But where is the emperor? Maybe somewhere in the unknown? Or is he …? Tang Ling?

At this point, the fat chef cut another plate of fish fillets and placed them next to Hei Lao.

After processing the fish fillet, she was ready to quickly dispose of the black fine silver shell in her hand.

Many people think of the black fine silver shell (qiao) as the black fine silver shell (ke), but the fat cook is particular about people. How can such precious ingredients miss the name? I feel that I miss the name of the ingredients, and the dishes I make are also disrespectful to the host.

Thinking of this, the fat cook is a little proud, and her hands move faster.

The cooking of the black fine silver shell is most concerned with freshness. When it is thrown into the boiling water, it is best to be alive.

Otherwise, its meat will give off an unpleasant fishy smell.

However, there is a black thread in the meat of the black fine silver shell. If it is not cleaned before eating, its meat will be filled with a bitter taste, but if it is pulled out, it will die almost immediately.

Therefore, black fine silver shells can only be handled by experienced chefs!

How to deal with it? What pays attention to is a fast word! Use the fastest speed to pry open the shell, and then use the fastest and finest method to grasp the end of the black line, pull it out like lightning, and take advantage of the black fine silver shell before the final shrinkage before it dies. It was immediately thrown into boiling hot water.

Such a black fine silver shell is neither fishy nor bitter.

As long as the tender meat is boiled in boiling water and removed, a handful of Purple Moon Era’s best scallions sprinkled on it is Supreme’s deliciousness.

The fat chef did the extra scoring, because the old master didn’t conceal her, including the fact that he had to leave Darkness Port for a short period of time, and he didn’t know if he could return smoothly?

The second half of the sentence was automatically ignored by the fat chef. The old master is leaving. Before leaving, she must try her best to make all kinds of old master’s favorite dishes. The rest she just has to wait for.

She firmly believes that it is the same as before, waiting for the old master to return one day, and then saying to her, “Iron pot wine, it’s up to you.”

A plate of black fine silver shell exuding the delicious flavor of Supreme was processed.

The fat cook gave Hei Lao the end, but she found that Hei Lao seemed to have no appetite. Unlike the black fine silver shell, when she came to the table, she hurriedly rushed into a swift inhalation mouth… Even the fish fillet did not move. .

“Master, not appetizing?” The fat chef frowned, her features almost squeezed together.

“No, I’m going to invite someone to drink and eat. You’ll bring Tang Long with a pot of conch coconut. Then, make another one for me, and I’ll hold it. I can’t stand the saliva. “Hei Lao smiled.

“But he doesn’t eat anything.” The fat cook shrugged her nose and said a little dissatisfied.

She hates the guy who spoils food the most.

“It’s okay, just take it. Tell him to leave, it’s tomorrow. Drink some wine and eat some food.” Hei Lao slowly said.

“Well, isn’t that a few days? How did it become tomorrow?” The fat cook’s eyes became red immediately.

“Three days ago, I said there were at most 7 days. However, I did not at all said that the earliest days were to start. Now the arrangement should be faster than expected, so start as soon as possible.” Speaking of which, Hei Duanduo He took a sip of his drink and said, “Hopefully, go early and return early.”

“Okay, go early and return early. I’ll bring the wine dishes over here.” The fat chef seemed to have received great comfort, and the tears in the reddish circles slowly disappeared.

She brought the dishes to Tang Long’s room.

And Hei Lao drank one glass after another on the infinite beautiful sunset of Darkness Port….

one hour later.

The fat chef has remade the fish fillets and the black fine silver shell, and the black man has finished eating.

My favorite conch wine also drank two altars.

When the strength reaches his level, even if the fat chef makes 100 more weight, he can still eat it.

Even if the wine becomes ten altars, he can drink it cleanly.

However, when he was so old, he also knew that some things were just right, and it was too late.

Therefore, I don’t know if this time the trip of the ancestral temple of human beings is not considered as one-time behavior?

Thinking, Hei Lao has paced to Tang Long’s room …

This is a good room in the black and old house. If you open the window, you can see the entire dark island and the hull area high on the cliff.

See the waves washing the beach, and the infinitely beautiful sunrise and sunset.

However, Tang Long’s window never opened, and he even pulled thick curtains.

Messy paper can be seen in any corner of the table on the floor of this room.

The Chinese text was written on the paper. The text was clean and powerful and restrained. I felt that seeing the word was like seeing Tang Long.

As for the content of the Buddhist scriptures of the pre-civilization, it is the original of Hei Lao’s collection.

At this point, Tang Long was sitting in the room, drinking wine was clean, and the dishes were finished.

“Will you eat and drink?” Hei Lao came to the window, opened the curtains, and kicked the window.

The soft red light of the setting sun poured into the room, and it spread on Tang Longjunmei’s face, as if he had been coated with a layer of rays of light.

Young people are always good.

With such emotion, Hei Lao sat across from Tang Long.

“Well, it tastes good.” Tang Long looked up and looked at Hei Lao with a rare smile.

“Why did you suddenly eat and drink?”

“Because I’m leaving tomorrow, I suddenly felt that I wanted a meal worth reminiscing before I died. Once, I didn’t care about these tastes.” Tang Long raised his eyebrows and laughed again: “Don’t drink wine anymore. After drinking it, don’t You know what it’s like, and you can only remember your sadness. “

“It’s not necessary to die.” Hei Lao shook his head.

“You didn’t hide me, how likely is it to survive?” Tang Long calmly calmly.

“It seems that you copied the Buddhist scriptures for a few days, but your heart calmed down a lot.” Hei Lao did not deny it, just looked at the paper in the house.

“Maybe it’s because of the Buddhist scriptures, or it’s just that I want to be quiet.” Tang Long turned his head, squinting and watching the sunset in the distance.

“It’s going to start tomorrow. Is there anything else you want to do at Darkness Port?” Hei Lao’s eyes suddenly became deep.

“Yes, I want to go out. Trouble Hei, take me to the deck area.” Tang Long stood up.

“I’ll sort it out and leave.” Seeing people neatly and neatly is Tang Long’s habit.

“Okay, I’ll wait for you.” Hei nodded agreed.