Pursuit of the Truth

Chapter 1115

"But, you will me, treat my mother as a chess piece. We are your family. You are qualified to do this. If I hate it, I can only blame!"

But... why do you want to use my friends and all the people I know as pawns! ! When Su Ming looked up, his eyes showed bloodshot eyes.

"They have nothing to do with you, is rain not suitable for me? She is not not suitable for me, but she has the mission you have given, she wants to stay in the real world of the Emperor, because you have already made her, at the time of his birth, piece!!

Rain, Mayfair, they are just one person! ! Su Ming clenched his fists. His eyes were more bloody, and he seemed to be able to feel the tears that had been lying on the outside before.

"When that was dark around me, I was with my sister... the daughter of the second generation of the gods... I should have thought of it before, I should have thought of it before, but until you stopped me from sticking out Hand, that moment... I understand." Su Ming shook his head, he came here, is to ask why.

But he himself understands that this is a sentence that I already know the answer.

"I have done a lot for you... let me go, let go of my mother, let go of my friends. From then on, you will take the road of your rise and continue, you will have no reason to have a family."

This is indeed the case. There is no family, there is a family. After you have a family, you can re-establish your own home, but... your family is no longer me, no longer my mother.

What I insist on is that there is no family, and there are no family words. Just because I have a family, I will protect a nation for my family, and rise to a nation for the peace of my family. I will support you to do all this. It is my family! Su Ming’s mouth overflowed with blood. Fang Su Xuanyi’s glimpse. He injured his body. During the speech, Su Ming wiped the blood from his mouth. He stepped back and looked at Su Xuanyi.

"For the entire plastic family, you... is a respectable elder, a respectable soul." Su Ming holds a fist and worships deeply.

"You can be a father, as a husband, you..." Su Ming looked up and his eyes showed strangeness. He did not continue. Instead, I turned around and took a step toward nothingness.

"Don't use me anymore, don't count my mother and my friends. This is the last time. This time, I just don't call you a father, but if there is another time... we will be enemies!

Since then, you are the hero of the rise of the plastic family. And I...just a guardian. The little person who guards the companion, we don't want to meet again. "Su Ming body stepped into nothingness. Gradually disappeared."

When he appeared, he stood on the altar. His front was mulberry. Sang had a complicated look and looked at Su Ming. Zhang seemed to say something, but he sighed and raised his right hand. There is a wooden sword in his hand.

"This is what your father asked me to give you. He once said that if you can control this sword, you can glory your family. If you can't control it, you can live forever."

Su Ming did not go to see the wooden sword, but looked at the monk called Sang in front of him. He looked at each other, and the bloodshot eyes in his eyes gradually became a miss.

For a long time, Su Ming gently stepped forward and hugged the mulberry.

"Agong, Rasu miss you very much..."

Sang’s body trembled and gently patted Su Ming’s back. His face looked young, but at the moment he gradually showed kindness and emotion like the old man.

"This sword..." Sang hesitated. His eyes suddenly showed a touch of decisiveness. When the right hand was lifted, the sword suddenly disappeared into his hands.

"This sword, you won't want it. My little Messenger grows up, you can go to this sky, go, follow your thoughts, follow your thoughts, and go your own way!" Sang looked at Su Ming, and looked kindly with the same thoughts. He saw the child grow up and raised him with his own hands. The feeling for Su Ming is the most profound memory of his life.

He has already treated Su Ming as his own child.

Su Ming looked at the mulberry. For a long time, he took a few steps back and made a few heads toward the mulberry. He worshipped his grandfather. He was the one who pulled him into an adult and educated him to make him warm in his childhood. .

Su Ming left, and when he left the world far away, Sang looked at the figure of Su Mingyuan, and gradually turned around and stepped into the altar, appearing in the retreat of Su Xuanyi.

Looking at Su Xuanyi, Sang was silent for a moment, and put the wooden sword aside.

"This sword has a will in you. Although I am not a plastic genus, I can see that this will, in addition to its protection, can also change the trajectory of its character and destiny.

He has grown up, Master... let him go. "Sang sighed, facing the back of Su Xuanyi, silently worshiping."

"Home and family..." For a long time, Su Xuanyi whispered openly. He didn't seem to hear the sound of Mulberry behind him. He looked at the rattle and the scorpion in front of him. He looked at it and looked at it. His eyes faintly appeared. The face of a woman.

Time passed slowly, and when a sigh came out from the mouth of Su Xuanyi, he actually... slowly turned over, actually... gradually stood up from the knees! !

It was a middle-aged look, and the look was not angry and self-defeating. The burly body seemed to be able to prop up a world. He stood up and did not have the slightest accident. He kept his previous movements, bowed his head and bowed his head. Start.

When Su Ming walked out of the world where Su Xuanyi was retreat and returned to the canonized land, the fourth real person had already left. The only monk who existed here, and then stood there. All the fifth ovens are living.

When they saw Su Ming, they immediately bowed together.

At the same time, the monks of Daochenzong also looked at Su Ming, and they had different thoughts in their looks, especially those who were old, especially the Sun, Moon and Star.

They watched Su Ming walk out of nothingness, watching Su Ming go to the group of creatures in the fifth oven, watching his wave, the creatures that dissipated the meaning of the slaying disappeared into Changhong. In the fifth oven, I watched the fifth oven gradually shrink and merged into Su Ming's eyebrows.

Surrounded by silence, Su Ming looked at the mainland of Suzaku. In silence, his eyes showed a firmness.

"The road is empty, the road is coming, the road is coming, the three of you are my son, the morning sect of the morning, the noble status, you have the qualification to open the hall, but as a high-ranking, if you want to finally win the morning, you need to fight!" Silence is from Japan The star of the three stars of the moon is broken by its low voice.

His voice spreads around, ignoring everything that happened here before, and will end the final step of the grand ceremony.

"When you start the war, the three of you are my grandmother, the morning chandelier, but in fact, there are three hidden temples on the back of you. The hidden temple has the same qualification to inherit the morning sect. Let's fight!

You need to do the fighting, the first one who can kill thousands of immortals, you can become the future morning!

Reopening the list of martial arts, although you are your Highness, if you are killed, the person who is at the forefront of the martial arts list can inherit your privilege and become the prince. If all of you are killed, the three presidencies that are born will be re-established. The book is the true Highness.

Let's fight, I am going to the Xianzu League... ! "Stars and old eyes flashed, and when the sound echoed, it was introduced into every monk's ear, and it turned into a passion."

For many years, although Daochenzong was fighting with the Alliance of the Immortals, this war has always been controlled within a certain range, and no full force has been used. Today, it is obvious that the Zong Laotang of the morning dynasty has already decided, when His Royal Highness When it appears, it will go to war with the Alliance of the Immortals.

At this moment, with the resounding of the old voice, all the morning disciples around the road, one by one, immediately squatted up.

"Getting started!!"

"Getting started!!"

"Starting the war!!!"

"This time, we will no longer be in a slow battle with the Fairy Alliance as before. This time, it is a full-scale war, and we must completely disintegrate the Alliance of the Immortals..." The old voice echoed with more intense excitement. At that time, the old man's eyes next to him swept over the crowd.

"This time we will be the morning sect, will be turned into ten monks, a total of 30 million disciples, from different directions into the Union of the Immortals, the road, the Tao, the road to the three Highness, you three supervised Identity, each exists in a military, does not participate in the overall arrangement, your tasks are listed separately, different from each other!" Between words, the old man's right hand raised, and immediately three jade went straight to Su Ming three people.

Su Ming looked cold and indifferent, with a faint silence in his eyes. At the moment when the jade was approaching, he did not raise his hand to pick it up. He just glanced at it, and immediately the jade shattered in front of him.

But despite its fragmentation, everything in it has already been seen at the sight of Su Ming.

After returning from the retreat of Su Xuanyi, Su Ming, who was going to leave Daochenzong, heard the words of the war and saw the task of this jade in his jade, Su Ming’s invisible flash. Temporarily gave up the idea of ​​leaving.

His original plan was to find three brothers, go to the dying place, and go to the immortal alliance to recapture his deity. This is not enough for his current cultivation, but to find the rain in the real world. Then, Su Ming needs a more powerful cultivation.

Suddenly flashed, Su Ming silently turned around, and swayed straight into the distance, the bald-headed crane and the dragon immediately followed, Zhu Youcai came silently, the ancestor ancestors also started full speed, turned into Changhong with Su Ming disappeared.

In addition to these, Su Ming did not take away anyone. He did not say a word of galloping, went to the information in the jade, let him go.

After him, Dao Lin and Daohua also took the jade slips, and the gods swept away. They frowned at each other, and their faces were ugly, but they could not refuse. After the worship of the sun, the moon and the stars, Turning around and turning into Changhong, summoning their cronies and followers, plus a lot of people, quickly galloped toward two different squares.

Second more! !