Black Cliff Beach.
It was not too far away from the place where Tang Ling and Tang Long fought in the Ring of Life and Death, but it was separated by a bay and the ring was nowhere to be seen.
However, it was a scenic spot in Darkness Port, so it was very popular among the people.
Was the scenery nice? Not really. The beach could not be compared to Elder Black's Butterfly Wing Island. The sand was thick and the beach was covered in layers of rocks.
However, in this era where danger lurked everywhere, commoners were so weak that they did not even have the right to enjoy the scenery.
Since Black Cliff Beach was close to the inner fishery, it was relatively safe, so it became a scenic spot.
It was already nighttime.
The lively Black Cliff Beach during the day had quietened down. Safety was relative after all. No one could guarantee that commoners would not run into danger at night, even at Black Cliff Beach.
However, the danger was negligible for Tang Long. He was sitting on a giant rock, looking up at the blurry Purple Moon in the sky, waiting for Tang Ling.
Would Tang Ling come? Tang Long was not confident.
If Tang Ling came, what would he say to him? Tang Long had no idea either.
All he knew was that he wanted to see Tang Ling before he left, so he did.
He did not have to wait for long before Tang Ling showed up. He was wearing a gray, coarse mantle and walked over casually.
Tang Long could not help but have a strange feeling in his heart when he saw Tang Ling walking towards him.
Rough, careless, and careless, he was the complete opposite of Tang Long. How could this guy be his younger brother?
But he was his younger brother! Under the moonlight, Tang Long felt like he was looking at himself in Tang Ling's face and body.
It was the first time he looked at Tang Ling so closely, so he was a little distracted.
While he was distracted, Tang Ling was already in front of Tang Long.
Even though it was early summer, the nights in the Purple Moon era were still chilly. The night breeze fluttered Tang Ling's coarse mantle. He put his hands in his pockets and looked at Tang Long, who was sitting on the rock.
Tang Long also stood up and stared at Tang Ling from a distance of 3 meters.
"As expected, I still don't know what to say." Tang Long quietly clenched his fists. Even though he knew Tang Ling was his younger brother, they had been strangers for more than a decade and hated each other for more than a decade.
"Are you out of your mind?" Tang Ling suddenly spoke and sighed at Tang Long.
"Huh?" Tang Long was stunned. He did not understand what Tang Ling meant.
Tang Ling did not bother to explain to Tang Long, so he jumped down from the rock and searched the beach. A while later, he came back with a pile of firewood.
It was not difficult to collect them on the beach.
He searched his body and realized he did not bring any tools to start a fire, but he did bring a pack of cigarettes.
As he grumbled, he skillfully picked up a piece of dry wood and a small stick that fit his hand. Then, he started to drill the wood to start the fire.
With his strength and speed, he was able to quickly create a spark. He carefully poured the spark on a pile of dried seaweed and blew at it, causing the flame to burn.
"Not bad." Satisfied, Tang Ling placed the ball of flame into the pile of dry wood and a fire was started without a hitch.
"Have a seat." Tang Ling sat in front of the fire and warmed himself up.
Even though a year had passed and he was no longer a normal teenager, he was no longer afraid of the cold. At least, he could not feel the temperature at night anymore. However, at night, there was still a fire that warmed his heart.
Tang Long watched Tang Ling build the fire with ease, and his eyes showed a tinge of interest. He only came back to his senses when Tang Ling asked him to sit down. He sat down on the other side of the fire with his legs crossed and sat opposite Tang Ling.
"Are you saying that I'm an idiot because I didn't start a fire?" Tang Long was smart, and there was a tacit understanding between them when they talked.
The tacit understanding was not new to them. They had done it once when both of them announced the rules of the Life Or Death Ring.
Maybe it was not a tacit understanding but something else called bloodline?
"Of course. Who wants to be cold at night?" Tang Ling fiddled with the fire and took out two bottles of alcohol and a pack of cigarettes.
"But I'm not cold." Tang Long raised a brow. "If I remember correctly, you can start a fire out of thin air. Why do you have to go through so much trouble?"
"Huh?" Tang Ling scratched his head. He was right. He had learned the mysterious hand technique, so starting a fire was a piece of cake. Why did he have to go through so much trouble?
Tang Long was really annoying. Was there a need to remind him about this?
However, who was Tang Ling? He had been training under Boss Huang for the past half a year, so how could he let Tang Long stop him with a single sentence?
Tang Ling skillfully opened the pack of cigarettes and held one in his mouth. He lit it up by the fire and took a deep puff. He then pointed at Tang Long and said, "Don't you know what life is?"
"What do you mean?" Tang Long furrowed his brows as he looked at the cigarettes and alcohol on the ground. Didn't this little bastard have a hard life? How did he learn all the bad habits of being extravagant? And this is his so-called life?
"I lived in the settlement when I was young." Tang Ling spat out a puff of smoke and looked at the distant night sky.
"Do you know what kind of place the settlement is?" Tang Ling turned to Tang Long and passed him the cigarette that he had just taken a puff from.
Tang Long instinctively took it, and Tang Ling lit up another one. "Go ahead."
"Oh." Tang Long unconsciously took another puff. He felt that something was wrong, but somehow, he relaxed.
"Yeah, the settlement is a rat's nest." A nostalgic smile appeared on Tang Ling's face. He originally wanted to regain his dignity by telling Tang Long how important a fire was, but somehow, the more he talked about it, the more he missed the settlement.
Indeed, revenge had been taken, but there was an unknown hole in his heart. The hole was filled with memories, and Tang Ling wanted to talk about it.
"Rat's nest?" Tang Long frowned. He could not understand why people would use rat's nest to describe a place where humans lived.
"Is there no settlement around where you lived since you were young?" This time, it was Tang Ling's turn to be curious.
"No, there are a lot of big safety villages around. When I was 13, the two biggest ones had already become safety zones," Tang Long answered after some thought.
He never really paid attention to these things. His life was filled with cultivation and hatred since he was young.
Now that he thought about it, he felt a big hole in his heart, but what was in the center of the hole? Tang Long did not have an answer.
"Oh, I forgot. You are Young Master Long. How did you know about the settlement? " With the cigarette in his mouth, Tang Ling touched the bottle of wine beside the fire. A few minutes later, it was warm in his hand.
He picked up a bottle, opened the cap with his teeth, and passed one to Tang Long. He then took another bottle for himself and took a sip. "The settlement is underground. You know a bunch of normal people can't live above ground without walls."
"Are there no Purple Moon Warriors in your group? Underground? Did you dig a hole? "Tang Long also took a sip of the wine. It was warm in his mouth and exploded when it went down his throat and into his stomach.
The fire was burning hot, and his stomach rippled with the spiciness of the wine. The Purple Moon, the starry sky, the sea at night, and the voices in his ears … Tang Long suddenly felt a little warmth in his heart.
"Are you stupid? Dig a hole? What if you dig a snake out? "Tang Ling glanced at Tang Long in disdain.
"We live in the sewers, the sewers left by the old civilization. In the old civilization, rats lived in the sewers, didn't they? " As Tang Ling spoke, he reached into his pocket but did not find anything. He looked at Tang Long and said, "Hey, do you have anything to eat with you?"
"Nope. I only brought wine. "Tang Long took two bottles of wine out of his pocket.
"You called me out and you didn't bring anything?! Did you know that I didn't have dinner?! "Tang Ling bolted up and glared at Tang Long angrily.
Tang Long was stunned. He realized that Tang Ling was really angry! He was angry because he did not get anything to eat?!
"Motherf * cker! Don't just sit here! Go get something to eat!" Frustrated, Tang Ling simply picked up a piece of firewood that was still burning and started to size up the place.
Tang Long was a little confused. Get something to eat? Here? Is there a restaurant or something like that here?
Tang Ling turned around and knew what Tang Long was thinking. He pointed at Tang Long's nose and shouted, "Tang Long, are you stupid? You're close to the sea and you have Precise Instinct. Can't you catch fish and pry open a few shells?
"How did you survive? Why do I feel like you're an idiot? "
Tang Long's veins were twitching. How many words had he spoken? Tang Ling had called him an idiot three times? As expected, it was impossible to talk to the little bastard.
"Tang Ling, if you call me an idiot again, I'll beat you up!" Tang Long stood up and pulled down his hood. The wind fluttered his long hair, revealing his handsome face under the moonlight.
Tang Ling was enraged. You have the same father, so why do you have to act like you're beautiful?
"Beat me up? Do you think I'm afraid of fighting you? We even had a life or death duel two days ago. Come on, let's see who's afraid of whom! " Tang Ling raised the torch and removed the hood of his coarse cloak. Under his fluttering black hair, his handsome face was as youthful as ever.
Life or death duel? The anger in Tang Long's heart was extinguished.
"No …" He remembered what Tang Ling said to Higan.
"This ring is Tang Ling's." He remembered Tang Ling's ring in Zhang Tian's hand.
"Forget it." Tang Long took off his white cloak, revealing his white clothes underneath. He loved the color white very much.
"What? Are you scared?" Tang Ling tilted his head.
"Let's get something to eat. I'm hungry too. " Tang Long did not want to argue with Tang Ling. He realized that the little bastard had the ability to make others want to beat him up after a few sentences.
"You're smart." Tang Ling rubbed his nose.
"Do you want to fight?" Tang Long raised a brow.
"Let's get something to eat first. We'll talk after we're full." Tang Ling jumped off the rock.
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