Pursuit of the Truth

I am one by one, Fang Shen Zhang said, I want to say this potassium, but I can't say it, his body is shaking, his heart is colic, his face is pale, looking at the bed lying on the bed. Wood, his struggle is struggling to the extreme.

"Brother..." Hanzi looked at Fang Shen and whispered, but she could only say this word. How to choose, she has left the eastern part of An, and became a disciple of Tian Hanzong. She can't replace the square.

"Fang Shen, you are the patriarch of Anton. What you are carrying is the fate of my family..." Anton is quite fair and quiet.

"Early... there will be this day..."... Fang Shen looked at his own child, and the struggle in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he made a decision.

"It is a person, it will inevitably die... He is my child..."...He shouldn't be my child..." Fang Shen murmured.

Su Ming is silent. He looks at the square wood around him and looks at his purple face. He seems to understand the pain of the other party. Perhaps this pain is only the body, but if the square wood at the moment can hear the outside words, then Painful will be the mind outside the body.

In the face of life and death, the right to decide is in the hands of his father. How to choose is to disprove Sima Xin, take great dedication to treat him, or it seems... not to save.

"He still has the consciousness to hear your choices." Su Ming slowly opened his mouth. He saw the corner of Fangmu at the moment, and there was a tear falling down, but unfortunately he did not wait for the drop, and it became a row of ice crystals.

Fang Shen’s body trembled even more. He walked forward and walked into the house. He approached Fangmu in the cold. This man who didn’t look old was stunned at the moment. He was shaking. At the bedside, the right hand lifted up regardless of the ice and touched Fang's face.

"Mu, I am sorry... I am the patriarch of Anton first, then your father... So over the years, I have known the root cause of your injury, but I don’t know what to do, and I am going to find a cure for you. To cover up your own knowledge...

Every time I see what you are trying to prove in front of me, my heart is stinging. Fang Shen murmured, and there was tears on his face.

"Fang Shen let this child be self-defeating, we..." Can't save and can't save... "...Anton is sighing, and the look is complicated.

"Can't save it, yes, I am the ethnic group of Anton..." Fang Shen laughed and gradually became a big laugh, but in this laughter, the clearness revealed was a sorrow.

"Because I am the head of the An Dong dynasty, I know that I can't tell him that I have to pretend to be a disgusting person... You are told me, how many chances are there to save Fangmu?" With bloodshot eyes, he turned to look at Su Ming.

Su Ming looked at Fang Shen in front of him, and there was a slight flash in his eyes.

"I don't know, I can't get it." He slowly spoke.

"But as long as I take a shot, even if I don't succeed, Sima Xin will notice it, so you have to think clearly." Su Ming no longer went to see Fang Shen, his eyes fell on Fang Mu.

"Fangmu, I am sorry, I did not tell him the truth, because under such a choice, what will your father do, I would like to know." Su Ming silently thought, this scene, let him think of himself.

Fang Shen had no blood on his face. He slowly lowered his head and looked at the square wood.

"Fang Shen, the ink giant has already said that the possibility of saving the wood is very small, this matter, it is so decided!" An Dongman publicly sighed and sighed.

The cold scorpion is outside the house. At this moment, there is no blood in the face. On the side of the rock wall, it seems to have lost all strength, and the grief in the eyes is stronger.

Fang Shen was silent. After a long time, he stood up slowly and closed his eyes. He blocked his gaze from looking at his parents. He was still shaking, turning around and leaning towards the house, lifting his feet like a difficult one.

In the moment he turned around, he did not see, the square wood lying there, the ice crystal under his eyes, and a little more.

Fang Shen’s face seemed to be old all the time. He turned his back to Fang Mu and took a step.

This step fell, his heart seemed to be broken, and his eyes appeared to be happy when Fang Mu was a child, sitting on his neck, cheerful and tender laughter.

"Dear dad, then dad..."

Fang Shen’s eyes shed tears and walked out of the second step. But just at the moment when he fell in the second step, Fang Shen exhaled a long breath and his body paused.

"Many public." Fang Shen Shen Sheng exports.

Anton was very silent, but his eyes were sharp.

"I have been the head of the Anyang patriarch for 19 years. For the past 19 years, I am the patriarch of Anton, not the father of Muer... But now, I have to choose the responsibility of being a father!

In our side, we voluntarily leave the eastern part of the country and resign as the patriarch!

Since then, I have nothing to do with Anton. If Muo is alive, I will take him away... If Ruoer goes, I will blame myself.

"What do you say! Even the adults of the ink have not grasped the treatment. Why do you want to do this for a child without hope!" An Dong’s public figure was sharper and deeper.

Fang Shen looked up and looked at Anton, and he looked decisive.

"I am his father!"

This sentence, fell in Su Ming's ear, let Su Ming's body only stunned to look at Fang Shen, and looked at Fang Mu, sighed and sighed, seeing that An Dong is like a anger, Sue Ming's right hand suddenly lifted up and waved to the side.

His shot was extremely sudden. There was a lot of lightning flashing around Fang Shen in the wave. After a shock, Fang Shen spurted a blood, and his body was thrown out of the house and landed outside. He struggled to get up in the wrong place, but he was in a coma outside the body.

Then, from Su Ming’s body, there was a bell ringing and reverberating. This bell didn’t spread too far, but it was passed in this house. He listened to the An Dong’s ear, let his body shake, and then retreated. Until the exit of dozens of feet, this stood firm and looked white. He looked at Su Ming and seemed to understand what he was. In silence, he looked at the unconscious Fang Shen. He sighed and raised his right hand in his own A shot on the chest, under this shot, he spurted blood and fell down.

"I came to Nanchen early and met with you. This is the reason... So, Simaxin there, I will bear..." You have a good father. "Su Ming's right hand suddenly fell on Fang Mu's eyebrows. At the moment when his palm fell, Fang Mu's body trembled fiercely. The cold ice on his body was suddenly filled with lightning, and the sound of the sound was broken.

However, at the same time as the cold layer of the whole body is shattered, from the body of the square wood, there is a cold chill out again, which seems to be re-formed into frost, until it runs out of its few remaining vitality, it will let Fang Wood gas is dead.

Su Ming's eyes flashed, almost the moment when the cold was revived. His right hand was lifted up, and immediately in his hand, a piece of electric light appeared, and a white medicine stone appeared.

This medicine stone is as big as a baby fist, round and looks like it is not a swallow. It is like a magic weapon. At the moment of its appearance, there is a force of suction to make it out. The cold inside, immediately a large number of clouds came, like this medicine stone, such as a virtual hole that absorbs everything.

Take the spirit!

The common species of Fangmu, although Su Ming did not know his name and coming, but can be seen, there is a hint of bruises in the nourishment, for the rough lines, Su Ming believes that the use of the spirit will be effective.

Nowadays, this silky nourishment in the square wood body has been decayed and withered, and there are not many left, but it is also because of this that it loses a lot of vitality and cannot bear its existence, so it will only hang. A line.

Expelling the degenerate pattern of the wild species, Su Ming after the dusting [Baidu seeks the magic bar to update quickly, the ear root book fan official Yy: 3943] its grasp is not a complete, but complete!

In addition to the coldness of the surrounding area, the purple black on the face of Fangmu was immediately alive and turned into a mist on the skin. The clouds rolled up and seemed to sink into Fangmuxiu. Hidden, but in the right hand of Su Ming, when the lingering medicine stone slowly floated down and stuck in the moment of Fangmu's eyebrows, those purple and black gas were immediately sucked away and went straight to the stone.

A large amount of purple and black breath is continuously absorbed by the stone, and gradually a layer of frost is applied outside the stone, but the speed of absorption is not slow, but faster.

A moment later, a glimpse of the cockroach came out of the body of Fang Mu, but he saw it on the face of Fang Mu. After all the purple and black breath was sucked away, a purple snow appeared.

This snowflake seems to be buried in the depths of Fangmu's body. At this moment, it was finally forced out. Under the trepidation of Fangmu's body, he finally approached the stone of the Lingling Powder and was inhaled at once.

When the stone absorbed the snow, its color suddenly changed and became purple!

The chills burst out from the inside, and the appearance changed greatly. After a few rounds of slow rotation, it slowly drifted toward Su Ming and fell into Su Ming’s right hand palm.

In the moment of touching this stone, a cold swelled into the body of Su Ming, but it was quickly turned away. At the same time, a feeling similar to the magic weapon appeared on this stone.

Its color has gradually changed, and it has finally become white again. It is slightly transparent inside. It can be seen in the depths, and there is a piece of purple snow that is sealed inside.

"Life can be saved, but the lost vitality can not make up, so self-sufficient, you and me, the end." Su Ming calmly opened, put away the spirit of the scattered medicine stone, looked at the face no longer purple, the body no frost Struggling to open the square of the wood, turned and walked outward.

"Predecessors..." Fang Mu's weak eyes opened, and he saw [Baidu seeks the magic bar to update quickly, the ear root book fan official Yy: 3943] a flowing back, but he does not know why, looking at this back, vaguely In the meantime, I saw that it contained sorrow and contained loneliness.

Outside the house, the cold scorpion looked at the back of Su Ming and lowered his head.

On the ground, Anton opened his eyes, with complexity and respect, and closed again.

In the side of the side, the body trembled, and also opened his eyes, there was gratitude and shame in his eyes, he, no coma.

Under the peak of Anton, in the dark night, Su Ming walked toward the city of Lushan, whose long hair fluttered in the wind and merged with the darkness.

"Cough... Master, you seem to be fooled..."

"I know."

"Ah? Then you still have to be treated?"

Su Ming looked at the strange stars in the sky and did not answer. (To be continued.