Pursuit of the Truth

But seeing the middle-aged man in the center of the five-corner altar in the mudstone city, a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe is looking up at it with a smile on his face.

Originally, Su Ming had some distance from the place where the middle-aged man was, but he did not know why. After hearing the voice of this person, he immediately appeared in front of him as if he was watching it at close range. .

This strange scene made Su Ming feel shocked. At the same time, when his laughter words came, his blood and blood power was faintly running. It seemed to be uncontrollable, as if only the other side had to look at it. It can let your whole body blood spurt out from the body and die instantly.

Not only did Su Ming feel this way, but at that moment, Lei Chen, Ula, even if it was Bei Ling, all had such an illusion that Lei Chen’s body trembled and his eyes were unbelievable.

There is also Ula, but the body is trembling, as if the middle-aged man with clear eyes in front of him has a strong power to worship her.

Even the father of Bei Ling, the head of the Wushan Department, was trembled at the moment, slowly moving toward the middle-aged man who stepped up from the altar below and bowed his head.

In addition to the first, the squad leader's first mountain mark, shortness of breath, and his eyes showed a hint of fanaticism and eagerness. Such a gaze, which has always been silent, is extremely rare.

"Open the dust!!" Su Ming seems to have shouted in his heart, in his mind, at this moment, these three words emerged!

"Dusting the air, the grain is in the sky, the words are bloody, and the gas is broken!" On the leather book of the beast, the description of the dust is the sixteen words.

Su Mingzhen looked at the purple robe man who walked from the bottom step by step. This person looks about forty years old, slightly thin, but looks very handsome. On his body, he can't see it. Too many barbarian traces, only the roots of the son's bones at the ears, only revealed a trace.

That purple robes, Su Ming has never seen such a beautiful clothes, far from being comparable to coarse cloth, not even his current animal skins.

As it came, the Fengzhen tribe behind this person was distorted, as if at this moment, the heavens and the earth were eclipsed, and everything except him did not exist.

Even more in this moment, the wind choked, stopped, the cloud changes, and then solidified!

The middle-aged man was dressed in long hair, with a smile, slowly approaching, and his smile was like a spring breeze, which made Su Ming and other people's blood and strength seem to ease, but with the middle-aged man approaching, There is another illusion that resembles suffocation, as if it does not dare to breathe.

Especially the person's gaze, as if it contains the sky, people look at it, it will be a blank in the brain, as if all the secrets will be perceived by the other side, such as naked.

The black scorpion, at this moment, stayed in the air, and did not dare to move, it seems to be aware of the horror of the middle-aged man. Agong slowly stood up and hid the complexity of his own eyes when he appeared.

"Mosang, I saw the wind on the market." Agong Rong Yan Cang old, got up and bowed to the middle-aged man.

"Mosang, you and I don't need this." The middle-aged man's voice was soft, but he did not stop the Agong's worship. After the Agong worshipped, he waved his right hand and seemed to lift the Agong in the air.

However, I saw a public body shocked, but did not get up, but under that force, calmly worship again! Under this prayer, suddenly the strength of the body outside the body seems to have collapsed, and gradually dispersed, Ah Gong stood up straight.

The purple robe man looked at Ah Gong with a deep impression, his face smiled and shook his head and pointed to Agong.

"You, still as young as your temper, how many years have you been, how come this time to come and look for me?"

"The request made by Shang Man in the past, Mosang considered it to this day, and has a decision." Agong looks as usual, slowly opening.

The purple robe man heard this and immediately looked condensed.

Su Ming and others have long since stood up, respectfully standing on the side, Su Ming is far from Agong, he can feel the feelings of Ah Gong facing this old friend at the moment, and can understand why Agong never came to the wind.

Looking at the old face of Agong Cang, and the heart is nervous, Yu Guang glanced at the middle-aged man in the purple robe, Su Ming’s mind, unconsciously emerged a paragraph that Agong had said to him.

"The honesty of the Fengzhen tribe was not as good as me before the age of twenty, until he was thirty-four years old, he was barely able to fight with me. At that time, the Agong, in the tribe of the nearby tribe, no one knows! ”

Su Ming’s heart seems to be entangled together, and he is about to regain his gaze, but the purple robe man smiled and looked at himself. At this point, Su Ming’s brain immediately roared, and he could clearly feel it. The hiding of Ah Gong on his body was instantly seen by the middle-aged man.

Just when Su Ming was faintly unable to bear, when the body trembled, the middle-aged man regained his gaze and looked at Bei Ling and others. With this, Lei Chen, Ula also had the head of the mountain and the Wushan Ministry.

"Seeing the wind and the market is pretty good." The mountain mark was the first to worship, and then the rest of the people were like this.

Lei Chen's heart beats and the nervous face is pale. The same is true of Ula. Even if it is Beiling, there is no slightest indifference, but respectfulness.

"I remember you, you called Bei Ling." The middle-aged man pointed to Bei Ling.

After Bei Ling stunned, his eyes showed ecstasy, his voice trembled, and he was very respectful.

"On... I am very good, I am Beiling."

The purple robe man nodded with a smile, then looked at the Agong, when he was about to open his mouth, suddenly his look moved and looked into the distance. Agong always stood there silently, and at the moment he seemed to be aware of it. After watching it with the middle-aged man, he looked over.

But seeing the distant world, there seems to be a gust of wind, a huge black line rushing, not long after, with the advent of the black line, you can clearly see that the black line is a dozen The giant oolong of the size of the zhang.

The Oolong legs and feet are so full of horror that there is a black mist around him, and there are six people standing on it!

Su Ming looked at the close oolong and looked at one of the six figures on his face with a smile on his face.

When the first person was a silver-haired old man, the old man was wearing a black robe. Although he looked old, he could see that he was very beautiful when he was young, but his face was cold and cold, and he could not help but feel the chill. .

Su Ming noticed that Agong looked at the eyes of the Wulong tribe, and it seemed to be a little different.

Behind the old man, it is a big man like a tower. This big man is very tall and looks as indifferent. His body is so strong that he is even more faint than the mountain mark and the head.

Next to the old lady, she was a girl in a white dress. The girl looked beautiful and looked very beautiful. At the same time, there was a hint of mourning in her eyes. But this mourning disappeared after she saw Su Ming. Instead, it is surprise and joy.

It was even blinking at Su Ming.

Among the other three, Su Ming also had a familiar person. It was that Sikong. He stood on the back of the oolong and stared at Su Ming with a sinful look.

The remaining two are not very old, similar to Su Ming, a man and a woman, from the appearance, the two like brothers and sisters, are silent, but the woman is very strong, looks very full, but looks very good beautiful.

After the oolong approached, the old man and the rest of the people went to the purple robe man, and they all looked respectful. Even the oolong under them shook their bodies. The purple robe man is quite scared.

The purple robe man always smiles and nods. After being worshipped by the Wulong tribe, a figure flies from the Fengzhen tribe below. There is a purple mist at the foot of the figure, appearing in the air, toward the purple robe. The man respectfully worships.

This figure is a white robe old man, it was the stone sea that took the Su Ming medicine stone on that day!

"Shihai, entertain the guests." The purple robe man finished, after Shihai respectfully called it, looked at the Agong Mosang in Wushan.

"Mosang, there are tribes who have tribute some mulberry leaves, I know that you were the best thing in the year, just wait for you to come to see me, and taste it with you."

Wushan’s Agong nodded slightly, and after returning to explain the first few sentences, he got up and stepped forward. In Su Ming’s surprise, he saw that the grandfather had also gone to the air, and went to the purple robe man, who flew with him to the mudstone city. .

Looking at the back of the purple robe man, Su Ming’s eyes had a hunger.

"Opening the dust... I don't know when it will reach this level!"

When Su Ming secretly looked forward to it, the stone sea face with a smile and looked at everyone.

"In addition to these juniors, you are all old friends. You came earlier, the rest of the tribes have not yet arrived. This time, the old husband received it, and please enter the city!" Shihai has other things in his heart, press the back. With a smile, a set of guests, with everyone flying to the mudstone city.

During the period, Lei Chen came to Su Ming's side. He seemed to think of the work of the Fangfang after encountering Bai Ling. Some of his guilty consciences seemed to stand here at Su Ming, and everything could be pushed to Su Ming.

Su Ming looked at Bai Ling from time to time, Bai Ling also took a smile, and sometimes looked at Su Ming with his eyes, the moment when the eyes met, Su Ming heard his own heartbeat.

Soon, the two tribes entered the city of Fengzhen, and fell on a huge square. The oolong was scattered and turned into a black mist and quickly integrated into the old dragon's body.

As for the blackbird, it was turned into a piece of white clouds and it disappeared without a shadow.

At this huge square, there are already Fengzhen tribes waiting at this moment. Under the arrangements of Shihai, some people came to be very polite roads to arrange the places where they lived during these days.

Only this kind of politeness is only superficial, hidden under that attitude, still a arrogant.

Under the leadership of the mountain mark and the head, Su Ming and others are about to leave, but at this time, there is a voice inside the Wulong tribe.

"You are Su Ming?"

Su Ming stepped forward and turned to look at the old man of the Wulong tribe, looking at himself gloomyly.

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