Pursuit of the Truth

The black woman’s eyes were slightly unrecognizable, but they quickly recovered as usual. My eyes swept around and eventually fell on Su Ming’s body.

"Sit." Su Ming faintly opened his mouth, and immediately appeared a futon in front of the woman. In front of this futon, there was a case of a few illusions, with fresh fruit and drinks on it, if only then. Almost at the same time as the case appeared, there was a shadow next to it.

It was a boy who lifted the jug with a blank expression and stepped back for Su Ming and the woman, standing still.

This boy, like the case, is all born under Su Ming’s thoughts. It can be said that in this real world, Su Ming’s thoughts are the beginning of everything.

The woman in black seemed to be as usual, but in fact this scene fell in her eyes, so that the woman immediately felt a shock inside. She understood this magical power, and even immediately judged from this supernatural power, Su Ming must be the real world. success.

Because of this magical technique, it has surpassed the limit that the monk can master. It is already the category of the real world. In her hometown, this technique is called the true magical power.

Although Su Ming looked calm, despite the slow words, the previous space intake directly moved the woman. After its appearance, it revealed this illusion of emptiness. All this is Su Ming’s intention, and the purpose is to form The pressure was overwhelmed by the woman's mind.

This kind of pressure can be defeated without fighting. Su Ming has been practicing for many years. It is very natural to use. There is no such thing as a deliberate gesture. It is such a gentle move, letting his little sister, in the face of Su Ming. Unconsciously, there was a sense of tension.

This feeling was just a little bit at first, but it gradually spread, let the woman subconsciously choose to obey, sitting cross-legged on the futon, but just as she sat down, the woman suddenly woke up, from entering here, It seems that everything in her is affected by the breath of Su Ming, and the safety is shrouded to go according to the requirements of the other party.

Even if it is just a sitting motion, it seems to be tiny, but it is actually a kind of compliance.

When the woman sat down, Su Ming had a faint smile on her face, picked up the glass and took a sip. When she put it down, she gradually closed her eyes, no longer had the slightest words, and sometimes fell into silence.

As time passed by, Su Ming did not speak. In this woman's feeling, the pressure around him became more and more intense, and it became suppressed and sinking in the bottom of my heart, so that the woman gradually frowned.

Su Ming’s rapid growth made her very scared. When the other party did not win the real world, she still had the checks and balances. But now... In the face of Su Ming, she has no grasp, because this whole The real world is the avatar of the other party.

In addition, the one who was seriously injured at the beginning of the drink, the mysterious person in this woman's view, is also one of the roots that made her nervous now.

Therefore, after the calm of the place in the past, the woman in black broke the silence and took the initiative to speak.

"Your hospitality is nothing to say." The woman’s voice was cold. When she said this, everything in her face was cold and she could not see the hidden tension. A cold mountain.

"Su is thinking, what should I call you, my mother, who are you?" Su Ming opened his eyes and calmly looked at the beautiful woman in front of her eyes.

The woman’s breath, Su Ming’s after the morning, I saw that it does not belong to the current three wild worlds. This person is from the outside world, and on this woman’s body, Su Ming does not feel like the Eight Pole. The breath of the human being has a feeling like the kind of extinction. This feeling is similar to the figure of the locust, so Su Ming immediately judges that the woman is from the dark morning.

The person from the dark morning had a murderousness to him. The most important thing is that Su Ming felt a touch of familiarity in this woman. This familiarity comes from his soul and comes from the dragon.

All of this is linked together. If Su Mingru is still unable to judge the origin of this woman, then he is not worthy of the qualification to survive in all kinds of conspiracy and sin.

This woman is obviously from the family of her mother, the dark morning camp!

Su Ming’s words echoed, and the black woman’s look was indifferent, but her heart was sinking. Su Ming’s words broke her origins, and she let her speak directly after a few silences.

"Your mother, my sister." The woman in black said coldly.

Su Ming eyes condensed, looking at the woman in front of her eyes, his eyes faintly revealing the arrogant meaning, under this gaze, such as two arrows to penetrate the woman's eyes, seems to see the depths of his heart.

Feeling in the black woman, Su Ming’s gaze seemed to condense the light of the whole real world for a moment, turning into a pressure that prevented her from resisting. This strong pressure made her suddenly take a breath and her eyes could not be seen. Confidence, this level of power even makes her feel as long as the other person wants to die, then only one idea.

"He just succeeded in winning, but he hasn't stabilized yet. How could he completely grasp the trend of this world!!" The woman in black has changed her face, and she seems to have blood in her throat and overflows along the corner of her mouth.

"You are not." Su Ming faintly opened his mouth, his eyes recovered, and the pressure on the woman suddenly disappeared. But the pressure of the one-on-one is to let the woman relax after the tension, which makes it invisible. In order to actually lose a small half, this made her heart immediately shocked, silence for a while, this complicated opening.

"I have no connection with the incumbent saint, but in the soul family, there are mentoring and grace between the saints, but they are all sisters, and when I did not become a saint, I accompanied your mother until it returned. Market."

"Returning to the market..." Su Ming is silent. This answer, although he has already thought of it, can now be heard by himself, and he still has a flaw in his heart. It is the mother he has never met before. That is far from the dark morning camp, and the mother who is completely different from the wife of Su Xuanyi, the woman in the fifth oven.

Perhaps he had seen it before, at the moment he was born, or in the years after his birth, but these distances are now too long. So long, there is no memory in Su Ming, but... The sorrow between them still spreads, with complexity, with a slight sigh, scattered to where I don’t know.

"So, your mother is my master and my sister." The woman in black looked at Su Ming and said one word at a time.

"I am coming to this world to bring you back to the soul family. You awaken the spirit of the dragons of the soul family, you can not stay in the outside world, the soul group is also your ethnic group.

But... you have won the morning of the real world, and you have gathered the real world. I know that you can’t leave here and follow me back to the soul family... So, I only give this to you, this is your mother’s return. I am jealous of me before the market, so that if I can find you one day, I will leave it to you. When the woman in black slowly opened her mouth, her right hand raised her room and immediately saw a slap-sized wooden sword in her palm.

This wooden sword is black, but if you look at it for a long time, there will be a kind of visual disorder, like the color of this sword is constantly changing.

Su Ming saw this sword in a moment, suddenly his heart moved, he felt a strong plastic scent on this sword, this breath is very ancient, surrounded by this sword, formed a strong The suffocating temperament, which is so strong, seems to have affected the emptiness of this place, and the world of the morning sect created by Su Ming’s thought seems to have signs of division.

All of this is just the breath of this sword. If it can be waved and unfolded, its power will certainly increase a lot.

If this is the only way, but in the moment when Su Ming’s eyes condense the sword, the sword suddenly screams and trembles in the black woman’s palm, as if the sword is alive. After encountering the plastic genus, this spirit immediately made a dramatic change after feeling the charm of Su Ming.

The humming sound is more and more intense, and the suffocating air suddenly rises to the sky. This suffocating air suddenly appears, so that the black woman can see that the sword is in her hands for many years, so she can not be studied by her, but no matter her How to brand, can not control this sword, as dead.

But now the trembling of this wooden sword and the suffocating suffocation on it, it seems that this sword has met its destined master. This change makes the woman subconsciously hold the fist to hold the sword, but she is going to make a fist. For a moment, immediately the sound of this wooden sword disappeared in the hands of this woman.

When it appeared, before Su Ming’s eyebrows, there was no pause and it went straight to his forehead. Su Ming did not dodge. A familiar connection with this wooden sword suddenly appeared in his heart, and the sword met his own. Eyebrows, pierced the skin, dripping a drop of blood, falling on this sword.

Suddenly, this wooden sword sheds a purple awn, which is the radiance of the red and black of the blood. When the light shines, the blood on the sword is absorbed by it and integrated into the vein of the wooden sword. The wooden sword was immediately inflated, and it was turned into a seven-foot purple sword. The sound of the sword sounded as if it had suppressed the joy of tens of thousands of years. At the same time as the roundabout, the sword was also rapidly rotating around Su Ming’s side. .

In this rotation, the surrounding emptiness of Su Ming was immediately distorted, and the world created by him was also twisted under the parts of him. There was a scene like a black hole, as if the sword was in the place, it could break all will. .

"The plastic genre, and the savage part of the savage... seven swords! This is the sword of the seven swords!" On the side of Su Ming, the figure of the old spirit is revealed, staring at the rotation of Su Ming Wooden sword, look with an unbelievable.

"It... saved so well!!" -

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I always feel that as long as I write carefully, as long as I get everyone's approval, even if I don't subscribe for a short time, I will always feel that it is not easy to subscribe.

But today... I want to subscribe, I am not asking for myself, but for my brother, hey, please understand, don’t be disgusted, this child has only five subscriptions... there is one of me.

He is still trying to stick to it, taking me as an example, because I told him to stick to it and have a successful day, but his father and mother are very worried...

As a brother, if I want everyone to have conditions, I will go to him to subscribe and give him some encouragement. Thank you, and I will pay a visit.

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