Pursuit of the Truth

The north wind whimpered and blew the snow on the jungle. The snow swayed in the wind, as if there was no root. I don’t know where to go. For example, the crowd under the snow slowly moved away from the tribes that survived generations. In the jungle, walk silently.

Gradually, no one spoke, even the crying of the child Lasu, which came at that time, quickly stopped, or was comforted by his loved ones, or biting his teeth, and he was steadfast in this life. Hatred.

Hundreds of people, most of them are ordinary people, more old and weak, the speed of walking can not be fast, coupled with the cold wind, the snow is thick, making the speed slower.

Surrounded by the Wushan ministry, one by one in the sorrow, with vigilance, they dare not relax, because there will be a battle of life and death at any time, once they die, there is no protected people, will Fragile and vulnerable.

Su Ming holds the little girl in her arms. She is holding Su Ming’s clothes. It seems cold in the cold wind, but it’s colder, it’s her dream... But perhaps it’s because of Su Ming’s embrace. The warmth made the child calm down slowly, and gradually seemed to be in that dream, with silence, but the tears in the corner of the eye, but still linger from time to time.

Gently holding the child, Su Ming stepped on the snow of the earth and walked forward. His eyes continued to look around. When he saw the familiar people around him, he saw grief. Seeing parting and reluctance, I saw persistence and determination.

Biting his teeth, Su Ming’s eyes revealed hatred, step by step, and walked silently forward. It was sometimes to help the old and weak people, help them to tremble, and walk faster on this snow.

"According to the speed of the people around the clock, the speed of the day and night, to reach the Fengzhen tribe, the fastest three days, three days ... I do not know where to go, can still live ... how many ..." Su Ming's heart Dripping blood, he was afraid, not afraid of his own crisis, but the familiar face, after three days, how many can never be seen again.

Su Ming knows, but if there is any method, the Agong will use it, so that the people can quickly go to the wind, but the speed of the black scorpion is fast, but one can not bring too many people at a time, but also because the sky is galloping, ordinary people It can't be tolerated at all, and it takes a few strong guardians.

But now in the tribe, once you leave a few strong people, the rest of the people will survive and die.

"Ama..." Su Ming was silent. The little girl in his arms muttered in his dreams and slammed Su Ming’s neck as if he had lost his peace.

"I really should come back!" Su Ming gently patted the child's back in his arms.

The time passed slowly, and the day was gradually coming to the dusk. The people who moved in the Wushan area were already far away from their homes. In this cold, in the depths of this jungle, when they insisted on their teeth, they suddenly passed behind the crowd. There was a sharp whistle!

The whistle was harsh, but from the beginning, the bursts of excitement followed, and at the same time, they saw the shadows in the jungle far behind.

In an instant, almost everyone in the entire Wushan Department was shocked. The public eyes were exposed to the cold, and the barbarians around them, as well as the first class, all of them were all murderous.

The tribes, trembled one by one, were swayed by the shadows of fear and death. They were afraid, and the crying could not help but spread. It seemed to be chaotic.

"Other people don't move, continue to guard the tribes, and the tribes protect the enemies, and kill the enemy with me!" The first time, the public gave a low-pitched command.

Su Ming held the little girl in her arms to an ordinary ethnic group next to her. She was about to move. She heard the words of Ah Gong. He stepped forward and gnashed his teeth. Under the leadership of the patriarch, he guarded the people and quickly moved forward. Behind them, Agong and the seven tribal **** stood there, looking like a wall, blocking the wall of the enemy tide!

The sound of the roaring whistling moments, but in the jungle behind, I rushed out of more than 20 people in the Black Mountain Department, so many barbarians appeared, so that Su Ming heart shocked.

To know that there are only more than 30 barbarians in the Wushan Ministry, but now, an attack in the Montenegro Department has sent more than 20 barbarians, which makes him unbelievable.

Most of these barbarians are people with four or five layers of blood coagulation, but there are five people, reaching the sixth layer of coagulation, and three more, reaching the seventh layer of coagulation.

There is no eighth floor, but at the forefront of these people, there are two big men in black robes. The clothes of these two people are completely different from those of Montenegro. At the same time, they are out of place, but they show that Su Ming’s eyes are shrinking. The power of blood and blood.

This qi and blood power exceeded the first and the mountain marks, beyond the patriarchs, and their cultivation, the countless blood filled with them all over the body, was suddenly the twelfth layer of coagulation late!

But Su Ming is to see that these two black robes, their eyes are bleak and indifferent, and they are obviously different from normal people, but they are quite flexible in action. Under the leadership of both of them, these two More than a dozen Montenegro savage, with a sly, with excitement and bloodthirsty killing, crazy rushed to Agong and others.

In their mouths, there were also strange screams, and the voices were heard in the ears of ordinary people, causing them to tremble and fear.

“Go away!” Ah Gong turned his head and shivered. He turned and walked toward the coming Montenegro barren. The big sleeves lingered, the black wind went away from the air, rolling all the way, making the snow around this a lot of ups and downs. Going to more than 20 Montenegro sluts.

The two black men in the late stage of coagulation, the goal is very clear, they did not look to others, but the whole body blood line burst, bursting into the **** light, rushed into the black wind, in the sound of the sound Go straight to the Agong.

The rest of the barbarians, in the black wind sweeping, suddenly seven or eight people spurted blood, the body trembled directly collapsed, burst into a lot of flesh and blood, suddenly a **** atmosphere filled the surrounding.

Killing, it’s starting!

In addition to the Agong, this is behind the Wushan people, only seven people, their look is determined, not the slightest retreat, behind them, their people, their loved ones, they can not retreat, never retreat!

With sadness and decisiveness, the seven men screamed at the sky and rushed to the more than a hundred barbarians who came. They had to drag these people to desperately and fight for the people behind them!

Their cultivation is not high, the strongest one is the seventh layer of the coagulation environment, and the rest are mostly on the fifth floor, but at the moment, there is an impossible momentum on them, this momentum, It is a guardian home, this momentum is a guardian, this momentum, even if death can not be wiped out, even if the body is broken, can not allow the enemy to take a step!

This is the wall of people who cast their flesh and blood. This is to draw a gully with their lives. This is the madness that erupts with their souls. This is their choice!

Su Ming's eyes are red, not only him, but the barbarians around him are mostly crazy. Even among the ordinary people, there are many people who are screaming, they are going to fight!

"Don't go see, your mission is to guard the clan migration, we... go!!" Just in the moment when Su Ming and others seem to be unable to control themselves and want to rush back to kill, the patriarch who walks in the forefront, his eyes are exposed The decisive color is just the depth of decisiveness, but it is the same sorrow.

He is the patriarch of the Wushan Ministry. His task is to let more people in the Wushan Department survive and let the Wushan Department continue...

Su Mingxi’s clenched his fists, his eyes were red, his murder had to be crushed, and the seven ethnic groups who were dozens of feet behind him were seen by the more than a dozen strange Montenegro men. As the approaching, the roaring resounding, Su Ming clearly saw a tribe spurting blood, the right arm burst open directly, and the body slammed back a few steps, but it stopped, but its legs collapsed. He was embarrassed. In the roaring, one of his heads hit the enemy who was approaching with excitement and killing. He even opened his mouth. In the savage screams of the barbarians in Montenegro, bite in On the person's neck, a large piece of flesh and blood was torn off.

The big man in Montenegro looked terrified, his neck was bloody, and a scream hit a fist in the chest of the savage man in the Wushan area, which made the barb spurt blood, but the scorpion swallowed the flesh and blood in his mouth. The cruel expression, the crazy move, made the heart of the big man in Montenegro tremble.

At this moment, the Wushan tribe who swallowed flesh and blood, looked back fiercely, looked at the crowd who was far away, and seemed to see the crowd, looking at his Su Ming, his mouth showed a gentle smile, he was a thirty The man of many years, in his eyes, Su Ming is a child.

That smile, like the kindness of the elders, is completely different from the previous murder. After that smile, the person turned back, and the eyes closed, the whole body blood line burst open, and it touched the whole body, causing his body to collapse at this moment. The fierce sound made a shocking sound. At the moment when the body exploded, the nearest Montenegro, the **** and fuzzy man, his eyes were full of panic, trying to retreat, but it was late.

This is... blood line blew! ! This is the last voice of life with flesh and blood. This voice tells all the Chashan tribes who are chasing, to destroy the Wushan Ministry, you have to pay an unimaginable price!

In the roar, the big man in the Montenegro spurted blood, his arms collapsed, and he reluctantly retreated, but he lost all his fighting spirit. His heart was shaking, and he was afraid.

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