Pursuit of the Truth

Sprinkle the sky with blood! !

At this moment, Su Ming, he had no arms, but he used his mouth to tear off the action of the paper, with his attachment, with his promise, with a rare one he had for years... ··impulse!

It seems that the last impulse was still in the Wushan Department when he was young. He was bound by the Agong in the house and prevented him from participating in the Battle of Wushan. At that time, Su Ming had been mad at the eyes, and now he is again.

This should not appear in his life today. Because of the passing of many years, Su Ming is no longer a child of the year. His high mind is enough to restrain the impulse. It is just a person, not everyone. I have to think clearly and understand that sometimes I have to follow my heart.

If you want to calmly look at this battle for the road to tear the sky, Su Ming should not go to the child who is called Haohao, to let himself fight so hard, after all, people have selfish hearts, even if this is called Haohao Child, helped him.

But if you only pay because of the help of the other party, you will pay such a price, and it is the unknown danger of life and death. For Su Ming, who is persistent and wants to resurrect all familiar faces, perhaps he should not Do this.

Because to tear open the paper, the evil of this scene, once dying, all efforts before Su Ming will be lost. From a rational point of view, no matter how you look at it, Su Ming is extremely unwise to do so. .

But...··· Sometimes, reason is not everything, calm is not all, but to be conscience!

The four words of innocence are easy to say, but they can be truly done. There are also a few people who are worried about their own feelings. If they are guilty of their own, even if they are dangerous, they must repay. It is because of the sound of Hao Hao going home, there are many touches on Su Ming.

You help me, I help you, or... I help you, you help me, very simple words, but under any reason, it seems difficult to do it, especially at the cost, but Su Ming is still like this. chosen.

At that moment, Su Ming, he did not think about right or wrong, did not consider the gains and losses, he just wanted to help the child from the depths of his heart, to help him... Go home.

At this moment, there is no roar, and with the falling of Su Ming's figure, the stencil is torn off by Su Ming. The scar of the seal is cracked at this moment, and with the crack of the scar, a gap is revealed!

At the moment when the gap was formed, the entire third-floor space collapsed, and the vain and vain possession could bury all the destruction of life. When sweeping the eight sides, Su Ming’s body fell to the bottom, but by his side, the figure at the moment A flash of children called Hao Hao clearly saw the way home, but did not immediately go, but appeared in the body of Su Ming and hugged Su Ming's body.

"You help Hao Hao, Hao Hao help you..." When the tender voice was introduced into Su Ming’s ear, Su Ming’s face smiled. He saw the child named Hao Hao holding Su Ming and went straight to the sky. The scar went away.

"We······ Go home." When Hao Hao whispered, he showed his desire for home.

"Go home." Su Ming murmured, closing his eyes and his body was in the hug of the vastness, turned into a long rainbow like a meteor instantly rushed into the crack of the scar.

At the same time, in this third-tier space collapsed and the power of destruction was raging, Lin Dongdong and the two emperors and the headless figure, the three had to be turned into Changhong, in this third-tier space collapsed. At the same time, go to the crack.

Only there is the vitality of today. If it is left here, even if it is the repair of Lin Dongdong, it should be buried with the entire third floor space.

In the moment, their figure rushed into the crack of the scar. Almost at the moment they disappeared, a thunderous roar came out of the third layer of space. Under this roar, the third layer of space shattered directly and disappeared. In nothingness!

As the third layer of space is shattered, as the human eye slowly closes, when it is completely closed, the world is black, and nothing is dissipated, as if it is no longer...·····

I don't know how long it has passed. A ray of sunshine falls on the eyelids, as if it can penetrate the eyelids and fit into the pupils. It makes people feel that the world is not black, but it is pink, Su Ming·... slowly opening their eyes.

The first thing he saw was the soft, unobtrusive sun on the blue sky, the sun falling in the eyes, and the sound of the sound came from the ear.

"You are awake." The voice was happy. When he fell into Su Ming's ear, Su Ming sat up slowly and saw the mighty side sitting there.

The five-year-old boy smiled happily at the moment. The smile was very simple on the face, filled with happiness, and contained goodness. It was just like the ruins of the surrounding area. It seems that this beautiful and happy, it is especially cherished.

The surrounding land, a ruin of ruins, dust, seems to have been buried for years in the years.

I can still see that the mountains and rivers here have been faintly audible. The laughter and laughter here used to be just a sigh of relief, vagueness, and vagueness, have become a vain emptiness, leaving only a piece of fire, The remaining traces. !

Dead air, pervading around, this formation of death may not be due to death, perhaps... It is because here, it has been too long, too long, without the breath of the living, so gradually, there is a strange, appeared Silence, the birth of death.

"Here...····························································································

"This is a vast home, but... it looks like it changed. I can't find it, but I remember the sunshine here, remember the night sky here, and remember the atmosphere here." Hao Hao was silent for a while, it seems that emotion Some were low, but they quickly looked up and still showed a happy smile. He seemed to have buried all his unhappiness in his heart, as if he was constantly telling himself that he was happy and satisfied, here is his Family.

The smile, falling in Su Ming’s eyes, seemed to be seen by him in tears. In silence, Su Ming found that his originally lost arms had reappeared at this moment. This scene made Su Ming think thoughtfully and then looked at Hao Hao. He discovered the mighty body and seemed to blur everything before he was in a coma.

"You······" Su Ming sighed, his right hand raised and touched the head of Hao Hao. The five-year-old boy looked at Su Ming happily, inside his eyes, his eyes, showing a strong dependence. .

"You help Haohao, Haohao help you." The little boy smiles more innocent, watching Su Ming, his dependence in the pupil is more intense.

This is a child who has been afraid of being alone. Su Ming is his only reliance. He does not want to lose Su Ming, because then he will return to his former loneliness.

That kind of loneliness, he... afraid.

Su Ming was silent. After a long time, he nodded. When he meditated, he slowly closed his eyes. In this strange world, Su Ming, although there is not much strange feeling, can be repaired as everything, now in this meditation, Su Ming’s cultivation was almost just running. He immediately discovered that the cultivation that had flowed in from Hao Hao had been merged in his own body.

Although there is not much fusion, but in the third episode of Su Ming, his six-fold esteem, the seventh heavy shadow, and the so-called majestic in the body of Su Ming, so that Su Ming has a strong It feels that if he can refine this cultivation power, he seems to be able to condense the eighth respect and achieve the realm of his own avenue.

Time passed slowly. At dusk, the heavens and the earth gradually darkened, until the stars in the night sky, Su Ming opened his eyes. He saw Hao Hao on the side, looked at the sky, his face was blank, and in that stunned, Su Ming seems to see the tears in the eyes of Haohao.

But when you look closely, it doesn't.

Time passed by, and after half a month, Su Ming took the vastness, walked through the ruins, walked in this pervasive world, and walked and walked.

They walked through the abandoned city, and did not see any figure. Even the great emperor and others, after they came to the world, were dispersed and did not know where they were.

"It used to be a lake..." A corner like a crater, Hao Hao stood there, looking at the tiankeng, and whispered for a long time.

"I still remember here..." Hao Hao closed his eyes, and the voice seemed to be reminiscing.

Su Ming stood by and looked at the tiankeng, which used to be a lake. He watched the dust and cracks in his place, accompanied Hao Hao, and recalled the past. After a few days, when they left, the tiankeng remained.

They walked through the ruins, walked past the mountains and rivers, and walked to the beach. When they looked, the sea became a desert. The same hope was boundless. One can represent life and one should be silent.

One is the line of the sea and the other, the other is the edge of the sand, the vastness is still the same, but the things are not human or not.

"Nine continents, nine butterflies, they used to be around me, but now...and they are not..." Hao Hao bowed his head and squatted down and grabbed a piece of sand here. Looking at it, the voice echoed.

Su Ming sighed, he could understand the bitterness of the child in front of him, and his right hand gently touched his head until Hao Hao stood up and hugged Su Ming, the five-year-old boy, it seems Cried.

"I am a Taoist tree spirit, I... no tears, but I want to cry, come back here, my heart is uncomfortable..." For a long time, the little boy looked up and looked at Su Ming, whispering.

Listening to the tender voice, Su Ming’s heart was touched again. He looked at the little boy, crouched down, picked him up and hugged him.

"Everything will be fine." Su Ming hugged him and went to the distance. His voice echoed around, and it didn't scatter for a long time. It seemed to be a beautiful promise.

"Take me to the heart of the center surrounded by nine continents, where ... is the place where I was born." The head was buried on Su Ming's shoulder, the five-year-old boy whispered.