Pursuit of the Truth

The morning wind, with a hint of chill, in this cold winter season, like a knife. However, as the place in the tribe swayed, it seemed that the cold could be dispelled and the warmth permeated the entire tribe.

For the barbarians, the blood in the body can resist the cold, but after all, the ordinary people occupy the majority. Every winter, for the tribes, the metropolis will reduce the number of going out.

Even if it is out of the door, it is often covered with thick animal skin to avoid the cold. Also in this season, the tribe's doctors are also the busiest time, to make a large amount of medicine, to the family to increase the resistance to the cold.

Even Agong will personally take the shot. In the coldest days, he will not hesitate to run the body and help the whole tribe to resist the cold winter.

On the ground, the snow, under the sound of the sound, Su Ming wearing a wrapped animal skin coat, walking in the tribe, watching the familiar tribe, watching the ones smile with him nodded The gesture of the people, the warm feeling, seems to completely dispel the winter cold.

The houses of the tribes are mostly simple. When they are ordinary, they can still be used. In winter, it is difficult to cover the wind. This requires a large amount of animal skin to stick outside the house to prevent the cold wind from entering.

Only the hides can't be glued for too long, they need to be re-fixed, and the bonfires in the houses need to be filled into the branches from time to time. As a result, winter is a torment for most tribes in the tribe.

Fortunately, it will not freeze people, but it will be a little troublesome.

Su Ming was walking, and came to the fence of the house that was guarded by the tribes. Here, they were the place where the Wushan Department stored herbs. The house was covered with thick animal skins, and several groups of bonfires burned him. As soon as it was close, there was a warmth mixed with the cold wind.

For this, Su Ming is very familiar. In the past few years, he almost returned to the place every time he took the medicine. Therefore, after the guards saw Su Ming, they all smiled and did not stop.

Su Ming also smiled, and greeted these people, walked into the fence, and was about to push the door into it. Suddenly there was a surprise call behind him.

"Su Ming, when did you come back?"

It is a woman's voice that sounds very sweet, like a bailing.

Su Ming stepped forward and turned and looked at it. The eyes were soft. It was a tall woman. The woman was covered in thick animal skin, her long hair was tied with straw, and there were two ears. Very delicate white bone ring, the skin is slightly rough, but it can't hide its beauty.

Her eyes are very large, like a pool of water, very clear, revealing innocence, the moment with joy, a few steps and then came to Su Ming.

"I came back yesterday." Su Ming smiled. This woman was often tidying up the house when he was not there. Suddenly, Su Ming’s smile solidified on his face, his eyes slightly moving.

She is not alone. She is followed by a young man of about 18 or nine years old. This young man is quite strong and even looks a little more than Lei Chen. In this winter, he only wears a thin animal skin. The hair is scattered, but it is not dirty. With its face like a knife, it will give people a sense of pride and pride.

Especially his eyes, like the stars, faintly seemingly some kind of strange totem flashing in his pupil, giving people a sense of invisible oppression, always giving people an alert that they can't help themselves, just like seeing one Beast.

He stood there, carrying a big bow, looking at the arrow and looking at Su Ming.

"Su Ming!"

"North ... North Ling brother." Su Ming toward the young man, there is a complex flash in the eyes, respectful opening.

The young man in front of him is the strongest of the younger generation of their Wushan tribe. The savage body they possessed, even the Agong, sighed, until Lei Chen was aware that he had a savage body, he could be compared with him.

As the strongest person in the younger generation of the tribe, his cultivation is progressing very fast. Even Su Ming once heard that Agong inadvertently said that this person is the most likely to break through the coagulation environment in their tribe and become the legendary Open the dusty people!

The name of this person is also in the other tribes nearby. He even heard it in the Fengzhen tribe. He sent people to take the person away and accepted the study in the Fengzhen tribe. Su Ming did not. I thought that I can see each other today.

The reason why he had a complicated thing is because Bei Ling was very caring for him when he was a child. Like the real big brother, even his arrow art, it was also taught at that time. The children in their tribe have their own extraordinary in archery.

It’s just all this. In the year when Ding Xin was twelve years old, it changed. Xu was dusty and Su Ming’s approach was too close. Gradually, Bei Ling looked at Su Ming’s eyes. He had weirdness and hesitation, and finally, It is slowly and coldly, and in the end it is completely alienated, and even ignores it directly after meeting.

Later, Su Ming knew that this was because the patriarch and Beiling’s father set up a dear relationship...

Su Ming has a heart to explain, but all the words are exchanged, it is still the indifferent gaze, slowly, he only sighs, and the contact with the dust, but also intentionally or unintentionally far.

He knows his identity and knows that he is just an ordinary tribe. He knows that if he does not have a grandfather, he is afraid that he will not be accepted by this tribe at all.

Everything is because he is Su Ming... It was a abandoned baby when he went out to travel more than ten years ago. Although as he grew up, the people in the tribe were very kind to him, but they could not change the difference between him and the tribe.

"Why don't you tell me when you are back, I have been looking for you several times before, but every time you are not there." Dust Xin wrinkled his nose and sweared.

Su Ming touched his nose and avoided the dusty eyes. He had only the feeling of being like a loved one, and there was no other emotion. He didn’t want to let the big brother of Beiling, who was very good at himself, misunderstand.

"Bei Ling Brother, when did you come back?" Su Ming looked at the majestic Beiling, so close, he can clearly feel the majestic blood of the other party. The strong degree is the strongest person Su Ming sees in the tribe except for the public and the patriarch.

However, the kind of pride and pride in the other party is the same as that of the qi and blood, which makes Su Ming stand in front of him, and seems to have the illusion of suffocation.

"Yesterday." Bei Ling looks as usual, revealing the indifference as always, the words are short, seemingly perfunctory, turning to look at the dust beside him.

"Xin Er, you are not coming to give your grandmother herbal medicine, let's go in." Bei Ling said, holding Dustin's hand, walking past Su Ming, pushing the door of the house where the herbs are stored. Go in.

Dust Xin wanted to say something, but after hesitating for a moment, he did not speak, but nodded to Su Ming, as Bei Ling walked into the house.

Su Ming stood there, silent for a long while, sighed and walked in.

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