Pursuit of the Truth

However, it didn't take long for Su Ming to leave. He hurried back and stood beside the unconscious Sikong. After hesitantly walked a few steps, he looked up and looked at the sky. The bright moon in the curtain was soft and scattered on the earth.

"It’s still a bit wrong to take such a precious savage device. If there is no proper statement, you can always go to the Wulong Department, and maybe you will give me a name for stealing treasure... kill , still do not kill ..." Su Ming Shen Yan less than a moment, looked at the Si Kong glance, with a decision.

He took out several herbs from his arms, crushed them and smeared them on Sikong's mouth several times with his juice. Then he squatted on the side of the empty body, and his left hand was shot on Sikong's head, and it seemed to be Sikong gave a wake-up call.

Not long after, Sikong had a convulsion, and opened his eyes fiercely. At the moment when he opened his eyes, his eyes were a bit fuzzy, but there was Su Ming’s smiling face.

Sikong stayed for a moment and immediately widened his eyes. The pupils contracted with the other side's incomprehensible and unbelievable scene. There was a blank in his mind. What he saw before he was in a coma, and he did not see anything, blurred. There is a sense of confusion.

But just as he was about to move, the black spear held by Su Ming's right hand suddenly turned into a curved shape, which was directly placed three inches outside the throat of Sikong. Like a little force, you can penetrate the scorpion throat and let it be violent on the spot.

"do not move."

The golden awn of the pointed spear was seen in the sky, such as the light of the life, letting his body tremble, and looking at Su Ming’s gaze, it contained fear and shock.

"You...what are you doing! I am the son of the Wulong ministry. If you kill me, the Wulong Department will never let you go. I know that you are Wushan. If you kill me, Wushan also I won't let you!" He still can't figure out how he failed. He just feels that the other person waved his hand and he was in a coma. The more he couldn't imagine, the more he smiled at the boy in front of him. It was mysterious, and this mysterious and intense, turned into fear, especially the spear and the throat, let him fear the subconscious or moved backwards.

But just as he moved backwards, he immediately felt bitter in his mouth, adding a lip to the subconscious, and suddenly the feeling of bitterness was thicker, so that he suddenly had no blood, and a bad premonition came to his mind. The look was terrified, raising his hand in the corner of his mouth, and even a little brown juice on his hand.

"You!! What did you give me!!"

"Nothing, just ordinary herbs, slightly with some toxicity." Su Ming mysterious smile, joking.

When I heard this, Sikong’s eyes were desperate and his body trembled. He felt more and more bitter in his mouth, and even had the illusion that his tongue was numb.

"I don't believe you dare to kill me!" Sikong fiercely looked up, staring at Su Ming.

"Believe it or not, if you don't believe me, there is no way. But I have an antidote. You are the son of the Wulong patriarch, what is your name?" Su Ming has some guilty conscience, but he has always been more The guilty conscience, the more it does not leak, so I laughed at the moment.

"You... I... I’m called Sikong, you can’t kill me, it will bring trouble to your tribe, you...” Sikong looked stern, but actually he was nervous, he felt that his tongue was not only numb. Even the chest was stuffy, and I couldn’t see the slightest clue from Su Ming’s expression.

"Sikong, how about discussing things with you?" Su Ming looked up at the moon and opened his mouth.

Sikong paled his face, and the horror in his eyes couldn't conceal it. The more concentrated, he nodded immediately.

"You are optimistic about this broken spear. Let's discuss it. How are you selling to me? Five thousand stone coins, I bought it." Su Ming blinked, looked forward, and looked at Sikong.

Sikong had a meal, looking at the spear held by Su Ming’s right hand and the spear point in his throat, how dare he disagree... especially the bitterness in his mouth, plus his own chasing each other, He felt that the other party must have given himself some poisonous grass.

He wants to gamble on the people in front of him and dare not kill himself. After all, his identity is noble. Once he dies, it will inevitably lead to a revenge battle between the two tribes.

Even he can gamble, even if the spear is taken away by the other party, but such a treasure, he has countless ways to let his father buy it back.

But now, the bitter taste in the mouth makes him afraid to gamble, he is afraid of... in case...

Especially at this moment, the head was very painful to be photographed by the other party. Sikong was hesitant and nodded quickly.

Su Ming licked his mouth and smiled. He directly tore a large piece of clothes from Si Kong. This behavior suddenly made the secretary squint in the hollow, and his pale face was even more bloodless.

"Since it is a sale and purchase transaction, then write a certificate, so write, my company is missing the stone coins, the spear sells five thousand stones..." Su Mingzheng said, suddenly hesitated, and quickly shook his head.

"No, no, I have to write this way. Our company is guaranteed by the son of the Wulong ministry. Because of the sudden urgent situation, I borrowed five thousand stones from the Wushan Ministry for a period of ten years. Ten years later, after ten thousand coins, the spear can be recovered. During the period, it will never be taken in advance. If there is a violation, it is like punishment!" Su Ming finished, looking at Sikong.

Sikong listened to this paragraph, especially in the last sentence, his expression was bitter, hesitating, but he saw Su Ming took out a piece of herbs he had never seen before, and Su Ming’s voice came from his ear.

"This is an antidote."

Sikong stared at the herb, slammed his teeth, put his fingers in his mouth and bit it, and squeezed out the blood and wrote it on the burlap cloth. He quickly wrote all the complete paragraphs.

Su Ming took the burlap and took a few glances. After a few glances, the eyes showed excitement. It was very careful to blow a few breaths. After the blood on the top was dry, it was stacked and placed in the air. After taking a picture, I smiled and looked at Sikong.

"Sikong, remember, I owe you money, I can only wait for you for ten years!" Su Ming looked at the dew, put the herbs down, and the body swayed and galloped away.

Leaving the snow, the face of the bitter Sikong, he quickly picked up the herbs, hesitated, but did not dare to eat, but quickly got up and quickly ran towards his tribe.

After he left, on this quiet snow, suddenly a vague figure appeared gradually out of thin air. It was a gloomy old man with a huge bone stick in his hand, and there was a man on the bone stick. The head is set on top and emits a burst of light.

"Is that baby that year... What kind of savage he used, even I can't see the clues... I have never seen it." The old man looked at the place where Su Ming left, his eyes flashing, and he seemed to meditate again. For a long time, she turned and walked toward the Wulong tribe, slowly disappearing into the snow.

Su Ming ran in the forest. From time to time, he looked at the spear in his hand and made a smirk. He was very fond of him. Even with his little red on his shoulder, he constantly looked at the spear and made a burst of sorrow. It could feel faint. At this point, there is an extremely powerful force.

"Let you stop me from seeing Bai Ling and seeing him. He should like Bai Ling. So, I saved the things of Bai Ling. They should know a lot of people in the Wulong Department..." Su Ming I have a foothold and I have thoughts.

"I don't know how much Bai Ling said about the process... If she said it all, my quenching cave is not safe..." Su Ming suddenly felt a little upset, frowning, thinking for a long time, with The mind was silent in the mountains of this night.

Xiaohong blinked and looked at Su Ming's seemingly mindful look. His eyes turned and he didn't know what he thought. His look was awkward. It smiled and his body jumped from Su Ming's shoulder. It disappeared into the forest.

"Remember not to go back to the black Yanfeng, don't go back to the cave!" Su Ming glanced and shouted.

This mountain forest is the home of Xiaohong, and it is not worried that it is in danger. At this moment, it is not too far away from its tribe. In the past, Zhong Suming forced himself to stop thinking about the meditation, but to raise his spirit. Run towards the tribe.

When the night came, the brightest month of the day, Su Ming saw a little bonfire in the jungle in the jungle. When he swayed, he would walk out of the forest, but at this moment, suddenly there was a cockroach behind him. The voice, Su Ming looked back, but saw that Xiaohong looked excited and chased up.

Holding a large group of black hair in his hand, after catching up with Su Ming, he immediately put the hair in the hands of the eccentric Su Ming, then it took a few steps and pointed to the hair. I pointed to my own belly and made a few weird movements in succession. It seems to teach Su Ming how to use this hair...

I patted the chest again, and I looked at it with a smug look, as if I was telling Su Ming that the effect of this thing...

Su Ming looked at Xiaohong and slowly laughed. The little red seeing Su Ming no longer frowned, but also the fangs smiled. I felt that I really thought it right. Su Ming was worried about this.

"Xiaohong." Su Ming squatted down and waved at the little monkey. The monkey immediately ran to the front.

Su Ming looked at Xiaohong, his eyes were soft, and he gently took a few shots on his hair, and his heart felt warm.

"During this time, I don't want to go back to Heiyanfeng. Don't go back to the cave, go to another place. When I come back, I will go to you.

Also, the medicine stones that I give you, don't feel bad, eat one every day, with the herbs I teach you to eat, you must remember. Su Ming smiled softly, looked at Xiaohong and got up and went to the tribe.

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