Pursuit of the Truth

Su Ming stood in the ruined tribe, looked at the crying man, his words did not get an answer, this man, it is the mountain mark, he shed tears, kneeling in the center of the tribe, his **** sèlu pain There are complexities, flaws, and sorrows.

Su Ming is silent, he did not shoot, seems to be waiting for the answer of the mountain mark.

For a long time, when the cold wind blew through the ground and swayed, causing the tribe to scatter, the mountain marks stopped crying. He slowly stood up and looked back at Su Ming.

The eyes, bloodshot, tired.

The familiar gaze seems to have become a stranger at this moment. This familiar person has now become a traitor to Wushan. If it were not him, the tribe’s death and injury would never be so fierce.

"You told the Ministry of Montenegro, the route we moved." Su Ming looked at the mountain marks, God sè sad, and went over.

"When I came back, you were clearing the Montenegro people who were stalking around. At that time, you were scattered. No one noticed your trace. You didn't kill the Montenegrin people in your area, but the tribes. The whereabouts are going through.

The mountain marks are pale, and the sneer squats back a few steps, seemingly afraid to face Su Ming's question.

"That trap, we died a lot of people..."

"After that, you have been forbearing, until the most critical time, I, Lei Chen, Grandpa Nansong and you left, you only shot, Grandpa Nansong hit hard, disrupted the layout...

You really want to see, that Montenegro chased it up, the Tuo people..." Su Ming took a step, a hoarse opening.

The mountain mark is more painful, and it has taken a few steps back.

"I have two puzzles. One, betray the Horde, what are you for. Second, you don't let Beiling and his father choose to stay before, because you are not sure that these people can resist after the grandfather of Nansong." The footsteps of the Montenegrin patriarch was still discovered because of your conscience at that time." Su Ming's body swayed and approached the mountain mark twenty feet.

"Call me, why!"

"Don't say it!!" The mountain mark was stunned, and the fierce roared loudly. The pain and sorrow of his **** sè also exploded. He stepped back and stared at Su Ming.

"Don't... Say! No reason, no!" The mountain marks shed tears, his right hand lifted up, and his hands immediately flashed with blood, like a ray of light around his arm, a finger of Su Ming.

"You are Su Ming, or Misso, let me go here, I can't die, give me ten years and ten years later, I will rude myself."

If you continue to entangle, I will not sing the lover! "The indifference of the mountain marks is no longer there. At this moment, he is like a roaring beast. When he is shaking, he will leave this tribe."

"You have chosen to betray the Lian people, and also mention the feelings of the tribe. When you hurt the grandfather of Nansong, I thought that if we all died, the migration of the tribes was chased by the soldiers, what are they waiting for? !!" Su Ming fiercely bite his teeth, holding the **** spear in his right hand and going straight to the mountain mark.

The body of Su Ming turned into the blood of Changhong, with countless moonlight threads floating behind him, and the moment it was near the mountain marks, the sound of roaring in this once beautiful tribe, began to rise.

In the roaring mountain mark, his right hand moonlight suddenly turned into a blood knife, and the spear came into contact with each other to form an impact and spread around.

"Ultra-blood dust!" The mountain marks back a few steps, and the blood spurted out of the pale white. The blood immediately turned into a **** fog in the air, and went straight to Su Ming.

Its cultivation is deep, and the technique of black blood dust is farther away than that of Su Ming. When this technique comes out, it suddenly fills the range of several weeks. Once it falls on Su Ming, it will pass through like a sharp arrow. But in the sky, the blood fog with the power of penetration, near the moment of Su Ming, Su Ming's eyes and the shadow of the moonlight flashed, today, is the full moon night, today, is the full moon night!

Su Ming’s countless moonlight filaments floated in the blink of an eye, almost the moment when the **** fog came. These moonlight wires clung together in front of Su Ming, forming a light curtain of silk. The blood fog met.

A loud bang, Su Ming body trembled, the moonlight silk thread in front of it shattered, but the blood fog is also swept like a gust of wind, the smoke disappeared.

At the same time, the corner of the mountain was overflowing with blood, and the body continued to retreat a few feet, violently leaping, and no longer engaged in war, but to gallop away from the place.

Su Mingzhen can let him go, his body swayed, chasing after him, but he was just approaching, the mountain marks turned fiercely, and the eyes were painful and more murderous.

"Su Ming, this is what you forced me!" The mountain mark screamed, but he saw his blood knife violently lifted up. In an instant, on his face, there was a knife-shaped singularity that immediately emerged. It is his rough lines!

At the same time, when the barbs appeared, after the mountain marks, there was no distortion, and a red knife stunned. With the fall of the knife, the shadow of the red knife passed through the body with a pound. The murderous murder, went straight to Su Ming's knees.

This knife is amazing, it is the head of the Wushan Hunting Team, the strongest blow! There are so many people and beasts who died under his knife! ? ?

Beside Su Ming, the large amount of moonlight coming from it suddenly turned into a thread, and it was entangled with the knife, but when it touched the shadow of the knife, it was broken.

Seeing that the knife is about to fall, Su Ming’s eyes are fascinating, and there is a flame filled, like his eyes are ignited. When the flame appears, Su Ming’s body immediately has a burning sensation. In his body, there is a fire that burns the heavens and the earth!

On this full moon night, the intensity of this fire was stronger than any other day. Su Ming did not roar, but in the burning of the eyes, his right hand raised, toward the blood knife that came head-on, one palm pressed .

His whole body was at this moment, the flame broke out, and after shrouded his body, he seemed to form a huge flame on his body. The man of the flame took a breath toward the full moon of the sky. At this moment, it seems like this The moonlight between the heavens and the earth was sucked up by it, making the surrounding area seem bleak.

"Fire!" Su Ming whispered openly. On the way of chasing him, he had already felt the fire in his body under this full moon. It seems that as soon as his mind was moved, the fire would erupt.

But seeing the flame giant with Su Ming’s right hand, a fierce head slammed into the blood knife that came. In the process of slamming, his figure no longer resembles a human being, but instead turned into a sea of ​​fire and burned away. .

The sound of the bang was shocking at this moment. The fire and the blood knife collapsed at the same time. The mountain mark sèlu was unbelievable and spurted out blood. He was seriously injured. At this moment, it was unbearable. Under the body, it was sprayed again in midair. Out of the blood, the galloping retreat.

Su Ming’s mouth overflowed with blood, and the blood fell on the snow in the ground, and immediately caused the snow to burn like a flame. Suddenly the melting of the large piece, the mountain mark to escape, Su Ming’s step forward, the **** spear in his hand Go forward and slammed.

The whistling round, the **** spear turned into a blood eagle, landing in front of the mountain escaping, making a loud bang, set off a shock, the birth of the mountain marks the body.

At the same time as his meal, Su Ming stepped on the ground, and immediately on the snow next to him, a stone dagger that was left behind by a tribe migrated, and he was caught in his hand, and his body flew away, blinking. Close to the mountain mark, a knife stabbed.

"I can't die!" The mountain mark **** sè狰狞, in the moment of Su Ming's knife stabbing, the right hand five fingers weak red mans flashed, and he also turned into a red sè knife, almost at the same time, both of them thorn Into each other's body.

"Give me ten years, ten years!!" The mountain marks gasped and groaned in the pain of the body.

"When I was a child, you were an elder who I admired. I know that your indifference has to be made, because your responsibility is great, you have to protect the tribe, the tribe needs the peace of the head, and you need a cold person.

So, you chose to be cold... You stabbed me this knife, I thank you for your protection of the tribe. ”

"But I will never forgive you. Under your betrayal, those who died will not forgive you!" Su Ming’s mouth spit out blood, sticking to the body of the mountain mark, and the stone knife held in his right hand was violently pulled out. Pierce in again.

"This knife is for the dead old people of the tribe."

"This knife is for the tribes who don't waste to protect the patriarch's death." Su Ming said in the ear of the mountain mark, and then stabbed a knife.

"This knife is Ula."

"This knife is Liu Di's." Su Ming's eyes shed tears, sorrow, and continually stabbed. Every time he fell, he let the mountain marks leaning against his body tremble, the blood of his mouth continued, and the same flow Tears, pain in the pain.

"This knife is the grandfather of Nansong." Su Ming looked at the ruins of the tribe, and supported the mountain mark to prevent him from falling down. He pushed his body forward and rushed forward. The knife of his right hand stabbed again, along with his Pushing, the two men's feet fell on the snow, flowing a series of shocking blood marks, until Su Ming pushed the mountain marks, hit a giant wooden fence around the tribe that was not too badly damaged.

With a bang, the fence was shocked, and Su Ming once again took out a knife.

"This knife is a grandfather."

"This knife is mine." Su Ming whispered, the stone dagger in his hand, deeply pierced into the heart of the mountain mark, the mountain mark fell on Su Ming's body, the body constantly twitching, the eyes The light in it gradually fades down.

There was silence all around, and in the whole tribe, only two of them seemed to be together. Su Ming closed his eyes. After a long time, he gently withdrew a few steps. The body of the mountain marks fell to the ground, his eyes did not shine. It seems that Su Ming’s existence cannot be seen. Struggling to lift the trembling right hand, he took out a bone in his arms.

It was a small bone, it looked like a baby's tui bone, holding the little bone, the mountain marks and the godless eyes, shed tears.

In the tears, he lost his breath and lost his life.

I wrote very slowly today and I am writing the third chapter. I will do my best. (To be continued.!