Pursuit of the Truth

On Yan Chifeng, the old man’s dim eyes flashed and looked at the mountain bell. He looked at the stone pillars of the Lushan chain that was screamed by countless people at this moment.

Yan Yan, who is next to the old man, is now unbelievable in his look and has the same speculation as everyone else.

"Is it wrong... Could he really not die! Otherwise, how can this pillar not fall!"

The old man was silent. She looked at the stone pillars and frowned. This matter made her rare, and she did not understand.

The night is covered by dark clouds, and the moonlight is difficult to fully scatter. Although the earth is not dark and not visible, it is also somewhat faint and vague. It can be seen faintly. The chain of the mountain in the midair is still shaking in the wind, and the towers of the mountains are always standing. There, there are no signs of sinking.

The strong breathing sounds are gradually increasing in the city of Lushan. All people, including those who have already left, are now staring at each other.

An indescribable sense of prestige, such as the tranquility before the storm, suppressed throughout the Lushan Mountain, all of them are at the end of their respective eyes, waiting for the shaking of the chain, perhaps the figure that will actually appear.

Su Ming didn't know that there were so many people waiting for his appearance. He didn't even know what he was going to do. He was different from what everyone saw. At this moment, Su Ming, his mind is not blurred, his consciousness is very It is awake, but what he sees in front of him is completely different from everyone else!

What he saw was still the chain of the mountain that was shaking in the wind. What he saw was still half his foot on the seventh chain. What he saw was the shadow of Lei Chen in his own The collapse in front of the dissipate, the tragic laugh, let Su Ming's heart tremble.

He can't tell whether this is his own illusion, or whether Lei Chen's illusion is true or false, even though he knows that it is likely to be imagined by himself, but that Lei Chen looks like his words. However, it is the pain that makes Su Ming unable to control.

"I buried me personally..." Su Ming murmured, silent there for a long time, for a long time, he could not hear the thunder of the sky, can't hear the wind and rain, can't see the lightning.

He looked at the chain of the mountain, and suddenly the chain was in his eyes. It seemed that it was no longer connected horizontally, but it was erected as if the world was reversed.

Suddenly lifted his foot, Su Ming walked toward the front, but when he consciously walked out only ten steps, in front of him, there was a mist again and again, Su Ming body trembled.

The rapid condensation of the fog finally turned into a man's figure. This man had no right arm, dressed in a green robe, standing there in a blank position. He didn't seem to know why he would appear here. He looks very good, his eyes are short-lived. After being confused, it was as fierce as Jianguang.

But this stock was fierce. After seeing Su Ming, it was turned into a glimpse. Then he frowned and his face was gloomy.

"Bei Ling..." Su Ming murmured, looking at the man who had obvious vicissitudes in front of him, a feeling that could not be said to breed in his heart.

"Who is you, why are you going to the north? You...the breath of your body... Have we seen it?" Beiling hesitated, and he saw the moment in front of him. The familiar feeling, this feeling, seems to be unforgettable, seems to have existed in the distant years.

"I am... Su Ming..." Su Ming was silent, and he whispered for a long time.

At the moment of hearing the words of Su Ming, Bei Ling’s body slammed, and he stared at Su Ming, his eyes showing an incredible and unimaginable color, as if these two words were for him. It has an indelible impression.

Bei Ling was silent, Su Ming did not speak, he could not tell whether it was true or not, and the confusion took up every corner of the body.

I don't know how long it took, Bei Ling suddenly sneered, and he looked at Su Ming deeply, and he was cold.

"When the Miao Miao is very arrogant, when he actually played with the magical savage technique, he did not go to the illusion of others, but turned the illusion out of the Soviet Union... Ming this deceased person... I don’t care if you are Miao Man But you shouldn’t go out and sue Su Ming...

Su Ming, is the tribe of my Beiling, the hero of my Wushan... you... don’t match him! "The last sentence of Bei Ling is almost a roaring opening. His face is full of anger and sorrow. Like a dust-covered scar, he is untied, which makes Bei Ling’s left hand lifted up, and instantly behind him, there is a huge The shadow of the bow is illusory, and the bow reveals a scent of destruction. At the moment of appearance, if there is an invisible person pulling it away, a sigh of black gas scatters from the inside of the Beiling body. , formed a black fog arrow, in the moment of the bow open, a screaming roar, this arrow whistling out, from the string rushed straight to Su Ming.

"Bei Ling... Big Brother..." Su Ming murmured, his consciousness was very clear, he knew, this is a fake... but even if it is fake, he also wants to take a look, after Beiling, will it If there is a grandfather, will it appear, the woman who lost her contract.

The arrow that had galloped suddenly stopped in front of Su Ming, and like the punch of Lei Chen, he paused.

"You just... you... just said something!" The sorrow of Bei Ling looked deeper. He looked at Bi Suming for a long time and closed his eyes.

"Thank you, let me see Su Ming again... No matter what you are doing, this day, I thank you..." After half a mile, Bei Ling opened his eyes and calmed down. The eyes were gentle. He looked at Su Ming, as if looking at his younger brother.

"Su Ming, take care, ..." Bei Ling fiercely turned, eyes seem to have tears, the figure gradually went away, vaguely disappeared in this world.

"Bei Ling Brother, Dust Xin, okay..." At this moment, Su Ming forgot to remind himself constantly that all this is false. He looked at Bei Lingyuan, opened his mouth and asked subconsciously.

Bei Ling’s body trembled, his figure slammed down, and he turned sharply. He seemed to have a quick breath, staring at Su Ming, and his look was confused and hesitant.

Su Ming looked at Bei Ling, and suddenly lifted his right hand into his arms. When he took it out, he had a black piece in his hand. The piece was really a piece of Wushan that was left behind by him.

"Even if it's all fake...even if it's not true... even so...even...how is it!" Su Ming looked up and took the piece in his hand and let Beiling see it.

At the moment of seeing this fragment, Bei Ling’s body trembled fiercely. His look was shocked and he looked at Su Ming.

"You... really Su Ming..."

"I am." Su Ming's bitter opening.

Bei Ling suddenly laughed, and the laughter was full of bleakness, full of a pain that Su Ming did not understand.

"If you are Su Ming, why don't you come back!! You know, we have waited for you many people... Waiting for you many people... Su Ming, Su Ming... You are not!" Bei Ling looks sad and turns around In that bleak laugh, he gradually disappeared and disappeared into the chain of Shushan, disappearing into the eyes of Su Ming.

Until the figure of Bei Ling disappeared, Su Ming stood there, his eyes shed tears... He had been there for a long time without tears.

At this moment, the tears flowed down the cheeks, dripping on the chain of the mountain, dripping down the abyss, I don't know.

"Lushan chain, what kind of chain are you in the end, why is there such a scene, you want to tell me something..." Su Ming closed his eyes, and for a long time he slowly opened and silently moved forward. Go.

It’s no longer important to take this chain now. Su Ming doesn’t want to guess at the moment. It’s true or false. He doesn’t even care if it’s dangerous. He wants to see it. As he walks, he can still watch. Who is it...

Step by step, when the seventh section of the chain was passed by Su Ming nearly half of the time, he saw Ula, saw the first, and saw the mountain. Until he saw the fog in front of him condensed, there was a white-haired old man's back.

"Agong..." Su Ming’s heart hurts. At the moment when the old man turned around, he was trying to see it. His eyes suddenly burst into a flower, and Jianming swung in his mind. At the same time, there was another The road with anxious thoughts constantly impacted his mind, this god, from the sorrow of the death crisis.

"Master!! Master, you wake up!!"

"Master! You, you, you don't wake up again, we will die together, your grandmother, you kill a thousand knives, why don't you wake up!!

To die, you will let me die first, I... I..." The wind is already mad, and his gods are anxious.

Su Ming’s body qi and blood did not work at all at the moment. If it was suppressed, but the veined veins that were opened up, the blue sword inside it was hidden, but only the humming sound he could hear was issued. The sound of this humming sound became more and more intense, stimulating Su Ming’s mind and let him wake up in this falling crisis.

At the moment when he woke up, a crisis of death suddenly emerged, displacing everything in front of him, as the world he saw as a shard, and then dissipated, revealed in front of Su Ming, is the endless darkness and self. The body that is falling and falling.

He is really awake.

In the moment of waking, Su Ming suddenly understood that the scene before him was true or false. In fact, this is the process he appeared when he walked on the seventh chain, and he fell from the chain. In the picture left in my mind

"Is it a failure... I haven't seen Agong!!" Su Ming is galloping down. This abyss is very long. He can feel the wind around him, his body is approaching quickly below.

The wind is in the roar of anxious fear, and the sword is like a thunder echoing in his mind.

"It's no wonder that this chain of people has failed, and it is rare to live. This mountain chain is very strange. It can suppress blood and blood, and it makes people feel unconscious and lose consciousness. The only thing that can be killed is the next person. It is obviously difficult here. The suppression of qi and blood is aimed at all people. In the same year, in addition to the preparation of Han Feizi, there is also luck." Su Ming calmed down and his body fell, although he did not know how far the bottom is, but The power of this shock and the increasingly strong crisis are enough to tell Su Ming that the time limit for death is approaching quickly. (to be continued