Pursuit of the Truth

"The wilderness, I can understand the path of my immortal family. I have not been in the four-story space for a long time, but there are still half-layers!" Su Ming was blurry when he was clear. When he was clear, he appeared. A dark place, here is a cave, there is no light around, only a slight glimpse.

"Hurry to send me home, I have been seriously injured in the past, and now I have given up my deity. Now I have only this avatar. I can't delay it for too long. Once the deity dies, if I have not left, I will die!"

Only when you leave the barbarian, you can live with the deity under the different rules of the fairy family. "The heavy gasp came from Su Ming, and he was holding the shoulders of Su Ming. His face was only seven inches away from Su Ming. He stared at Su Ming’s eyes, showing his madness and anxiety. At this moment, he has [destined] is desperate, no longer calm before.

"I can't send you back." Su Ming was silent for a moment, slowly opening.

"I will say it again, send me back!!" squatting, clutching Su Ming's shoulders, his face revealing a murder.

"If you don't believe it, you can take it, look at my memory and see if I have lied to you..." Su Ming looks calm and looks at the hollow, this is his purpose!

At the end of the passage, he realized a lot of things outside the stone wall. He had some memories of whether he really disappeared. With hesitation, he could not ignore these things. He wanted to understand all this.

However, Su Ming knows that with his own cultivation, he wants to know what happened to him. He can't do it. Therefore, he thought of the Laoshan ancestors and thought of what the wind said...

In this case, one thing is that you can forcibly look through the memory in the process!

The thing that can't be done with the wind is quiet. Su Ming believes that this Laoshan ancestor can do it.

"I want to know why the eyes of the cold scorpion are pity... I want to know why there is no such thing as the ruthlessness of the savage people in the words of Nantian... I want to know the indifference and the appearance on the red road. Why, let me be nervous, let me hurt you...

I want to know, if I really have memories disappearing, this disappearing memory happens when...

I want to know what happened in the disappearing memory...

I want to know, everything about Agong and Wushan is not a dream of me..." Su Ming closed his eyes, then slammed open and looked at the breathless air.

"Help me, tell me, in my memory, what is missing, tell you, why I didn't send you back to your hometown, and prove that I have lied to you.

Help me... Tell me... Who am I...” Su Ming whispered openly and had a persistent attachment.

Staring at Su Ming, in the eyes of Su Ming, he did not know why, there was a hint of unclear jealousy in his heart. He was jealous of the calmness of Su Ming at the moment, the taboo of his life, never encountered It helps people to take care of their own affairs.

"Simple robbing and searching for souls, you can't see the complete memory, only scattered pieces... You don't send me back, take the initiative to ask me to win, then I will help you once!

My avatar is made by the barbarian. This life has already been [starting] with the cultivation of the barbarian sacrifice. If you really want me to help you, I will only make you into my avatar. !

If I die, you will die with me. If you don't die, it will be a make-up. If I am fulfilled, why not! "The short time has lived for a long time, and you can't see the secrets here, but he has no time... There is a trace of grievance in the hollow. He waited for eight thousand years, but this is the result. Can't go home, can't go back to my hometown.

Even at this moment, he can die at any moment. Once the outside deity dies, he can't survive. Instead of dying like this, it is better to give him hope and to crush his destiny into his own body. How can you see all the memories of the other party.

Without waiting for Su Ming to nod and agree, the short-handed right hand was lifted up, and one palm pressed against his abdomen. His whole body shook, and in front of Su Ming, the whole person turned into a **** fog.

This blood mist dyed Su Ming, and the golden light flashed in the fog. I saw a slap-sized golden villain rushing out of the fog and heading straight to Su Ming’s eyebrows. The little man’s appearance was hollow, but Its strong degree is far from being compared with the wind.

This little man is already solid, not spiritual, but the **** above the spirit! There is a golden spine in his body!

Although the color of the spine is dim, it reveals a wild smell. This is the first bone of the ancestors in the body.

Things are somewhat different from Su Ming’s predictions, but the final result is the same. He did not resist, looking at the coming hollow god, closed his eyes.

"There are very few things in this world that can be comprehensive, because there is a mistake, so there will be a right, I bet!"

At the moment when his eyes closed, the hollowed out **** and Su Ming’s eyebrows touched, and they quickly entered into it and disappeared. At the moment of his disappearance, Su Ming’s body trembled violently, hiding under the mask. , showing pain.

This kind of pain is many times more powerful than before, and even can't be compared at all. For example, the difference between heaven and earth is not only a severe pain in the body, but also a sense of innumerable bone needles running through the pores. If the mountain is pressed down, it seems to be broken.

Under this severe pain, Su Ming took the face of the mask and left it with blood. This is the blood that he sheds at the moment!

The pain is hard to describe, but Su Ming did not growl, no madness, he sat there with his knees, his eyes revealed, the calm of the ancient well.

Silently endure the pain, silently feel the hollowed out, or refining the avatar, everything, calmly bear.

Until his eyes were blurred until he came again to the place he had been, in a world covered by fog and fog, the only empty land of more than ten feet.

Su Ming is still the faint secluded group, floating here, familiar feelings, the idea of ​​making, so that Su Ming did not tremble, no fear, he looked at the golden light, so that he seemed to melt the hollow god.

The size of its **** is a few feet high. Compared with Su Ming, the other party is like a giant in the world. When it comes, Su Ming’s empty space of more than ten feet appears to be shaking. It seems to be unbearable and collapses.

The glaring golden light, the tall figure, so that Su Ming has not waited for its approach, there is a raging wind in the wolf, can be annihilated at any time.

"What is this confession... There are so many fogs!" After seeing it all around, the face of his **** was immediately shocked. He understood what it meant, and looked at Su Ming fiercely. There is complexity.

"I, fulfill you!" When the empty words came out, its huge gods opened their mouths fiercely, sucking toward Su Ming, and immediately the secluded group of Su Ming went straight to the sky.

Although it was swallowed up, here is Su Ming’s knowledge of the sea. He can still see that the fog in front is rapidly thinning, and the memory of the land in the South Morning has flowed quickly...

"This time, can I see..." Su Ming murmured.

At the end of the month, the last few hours, the number of monthly tickets is not important. This month, the heart of the ear is very quiet, writing your own book, knowing your own way, very good.

This chapter has 2000 words. Forgive me, it will break out tomorrow, and there will be the first in the early morning. (To be continued)