Pursuit of the Truth

"The second barbarian pattern, this afternoon does sense this pattern!" In the snow falling in the sky, the old man took a deep breath and looked into the eyes of the earth with expectations. "His first line is the sky pattern, and the second line is the snow. This snow comes from the sky, and returns to the land, between heaven and earth. This kind of pattern... is very uncommon!"

"I am the barbarian pattern, through the soul body, if there is no special creation, most of the ordinary, this child's first pattern is the month, that month is not cold but fire, it can be seen that in his life, the fire moon has great influence on it!

Therefore, at this dusty moment, he will have this feeling of insult... There is a fire moon.

As for the second barbness that he sensed, the snow of the snow... is not out of thin air, and inside... there is also an emotional existence...” The old man muttered and his eyes flashed fiercely. Staring at the mountains and the mountains, the two shadows that are looming in the snow, watching them walk hand in hand like walking in the snow, for a long time.

"There is a moon pattern due to the encounter, and the snow pattern is caused by the situation... If this is in line with my requirements, if I can become my disciple... It is the fortune of my evil spirits, but also his creation!" Tone, the right hand is raised and pressed in the eyebrows, and the look is very dignified.

"The art of creation can no longer melt this meditation, but he deserves to unlock a seal!" The old man murmured, and suddenly there was a blue light flashing on the right index finger of the eyebrow. The old man's body made the **** sea behind him, and it turned into a sea of ​​blue blood, and even the stone statue inside it also had a strange blue light.

In the blue sky, the snow that has fallen around, many of them have been dyed, and the old man’s right hand is lifted up and pointed at the earth.

"Before the barbarism, one thousand and three ancient ones! Awards, miserable, Laos!" The old man sipped low, and at the moment when his words came out, the world was shaken, and there seemed to be an illusory world, which made the surrounding area hundreds of miles inside and outside. If there is an overlapping shadow, it will become distorted.

A vast force came from the body of the old man, but he saw it on his face. At this moment, a strange totem appeared. This totem is three strange patterns!

The first pattern is depicted at its chin, and the different pieces are cracked like tortoiseshells, full of blue awns.

The second pattern, the head of the double-horned bull, appears in the old man's eyebrows.

The third pattern is a dry old lining that climbs across the old man's face, making his face a terrifying horror at this moment.

Inside these three patterns, there is a sword running in front of each one. The three swords are all bleak, but now there is a sword, which exudes a sly blue awn.

In the earth-covered deep caves covered by snow, Su Ming sat kneeling, his body frosted, and all the ice crystals spread all over the floor. His body was motionless. Only on the look, there was a loneliness and loneliness at the moment.

In the world of Su Ming's eyes, as the lake dissipates, it is replaced by a huge mirror, which consists entirely of ice and is an ice mirror.

He stood in front of the mirror and saw his own figure reflected in it. Looking at the mirror, Su Ming heard a whispering call. This call seemed to roll up his soul and let his consciousness slowly merge into it. Inside this mirror...

When he was awake, he saw a sloppy snow in front of him, and he was familiar with Su Ming.

Unlike the lake in the moon that I saw before, Su Ming can see his body at the moment, as if it is not a world in the mirror of illusion, but it is really sturdy.

In the snow, Su Ming took a trace of confusion and walked silently. The snow was very big, covering the sky, so that he could not see the stars in the night, only to see the snow that was almost connected in front of him. The fluttering scene seemed to drown the eyes and block the snow yarn from the distance.

Looking at the snow, Su Ming walked silently. Gradually, he felt that everything around him became more and more familiar. Until a moment of silver bell-like smile came from a distance, Su Ming’s body immediately trembled. When he got up, he looked up and looked at the direction of laughter.

"This is..." Su Ming's heart was shaking. He stepped on the ground and slammed into the ground. His body suddenly rose into the air. In the midair, in the snow, Su Ming saw the distance. There is a small city in the snow. In this dark night, as a beast is crouching...

"Wind... mud city..."

Behind the city pool, you can see a large number of invisible ripples echoing, Su Ming can vaguely see, inside this corrugated, there is a sealed mountain.

Seeing this, Su Ming's body trembled more and more, he slowly turned and looked at the other direction.

That is the direction of the jungle. At this height, you can see behind the jungle behind it, there is a five-peak mountain like a finger!

"Osan..."

Time passed slowly, I don't know how long it took until the silver bell-like laughter appeared again. As soon as I got closer, Su Ming was sober, and his face didn't know when, there were two lines of tears.

"I am going home..." Su Ming bowed his head bitterly and saw the snow on the earth. From a distance, there was a woman who came with a happy laugh.

Behind the woman, Su Ming saw a stupid boy with a happy face and a slap in the face.

The laughter echoed, revealing a carefree, until the boy chased up, and the woman was playing in the snow..."

Su Ming looked at it all silently. He looked at the boy's innocence, watching the young man's carefree, watching the bright eyes of the boy, and the face without scars.

He is also looking at the girl, a woman full of wild beauty, whose big eyes flashed, containing intoxicating dreams.

"Dream..." Su Ming’s heart was stabbing. His body rest slowly fell from the sky, standing beside the young man, looking at the familiar person in front of him, sitting in the snow. Pulling each other and saying something that he is familiar with.

He can see them.

But they can't see him.

"Su Ming, what do you say when you say ten years later... will you be so carefree..."

"Is still angry?"

"Don't be angry."

"I am not angry."

"After ten years, we will still be so carefree... and at that time, my repairs will be very high and will be very high!"

"Agong said to me yesterday, I will be in the Fengzhen tribe in the future, like Ye Wang, cultivated by the wind and the public... Maybe after ten years, I can get close to the dust."

In the ear, the young man came with a fanciful discourse. Su Ming sat silently, sat next to the girl, looked at the woman, and gradually became soft in the eyes until Xu Jian, [Baidu seeks the bar to update The official book of the ear-root book yy: 3943] The young man stood up. In the joyful laughter, the girl was carried by the teenager, with shame, buried her head on the back of the boy, and the two went away.

"Stupid..." The girl murmured softly. Su Ming did not hear it. Now, he stood by and heard it.

He seemed to be unable to control his own body break. With the young people, as they were in the snow, they came to the mudstone city of Fengzhen.

He stood on the street and saw the boy who was swept away by the teenager and saw the shy smile on the girl's face.

"Su Ming... Seven days later, it was a very important day for me... My grandmother was with me on the day of the previous year..."... This year, I hope to be with you... well. ”

"This is an appointment..."

When Su Ming was in such a state, he heard this sentence again. His pain in his heart reached the limit, and he was pale, and his body stepped back. In the bitterness, he held his chest, deep. If you get stuck in it, you seem to stop your stinging heart and let him not hurt.

He stood there silently, and his complexity was complicated. It was complicated and distinctly sorrowful.

"This is an agreement. After seven days, no matter where I am, no matter what I am doing, I will definitely go to you..." Su Ming murmured, talking to the teenager on the side [Baidu Devil, update, The official book of the ear-roots yy: 3943], the same words spoken at the moment, a word is not bad, but the meaning of two sentences, but with the difference between the vicissitudes of life and the years.

In the muttering, Su Ming looked at the girl with a red face and shyness and ran back to the house of his bird dragon. He looked at the happy young man, with a smirk, heading in the other direction.

Su Ming’s laughter, eventually silent, turned into a sigh, lingering in the heavens and the earth, as in the scene of that year, I didn’t know who was sighing in that year...

"It turned out that I was sighing..." Su Ming looked up and looked at the sky and closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he was no longer in the world of the mirror, and stood outside the ice mirror, in which a white flower appeared.

This flower is like snow, if it is white, it contains the spirit.

The call of whispering is exactly from the flower in this mirror. It seems that everything that Su Ming saw was only a moment of his embarrassment in front of this mirror.

In the back of the flower in the mirror, there is still a vague figure. At this moment, the figure is gradually clear, and Su Ming can see that it is a man with white hair.

The man was full of cold, white hair, and no scar on his face, but his appearance was very similar to that of Su Ming. His eyes were cold and he looked at Su Ming in the mirror.

On the eyebrows, there is a snowflake imprint, wearing a white coat, the cold in the eyes, in the eyes of Su Ming, Su Ming saw ruthless.

"Because of ruthlessness, it is unintentional, because it is unintentional, so it is cold... Because it can cool the cold, it can be cold in the heavens and the earth... Because of ruthlessness, heartlessness, and cold, you can have a way!

Put your feelings in the mirror, don't take it away when you turn around..." The whispering call is looming, can't tell whether it is an illusion or really hear it, then the white is still looking at Su Ming indifferently, waiting for him. s Choice.

Tomorrow began to resume normal updates, count today, a total of seven chapters, everyone rest assured, the ear will not forget.

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