Pursuit of the Truth

As the voices of the thirteen old people echoed in the underground palace, gradually, the gray fog on their bodies also rolled up. These fogs haunted them. They were the things that shielded the sun. Now they are boiling intensely, even in Su Ming. Between the right hand and a wave, the fog made a roar of collisions.

"If you believe in me, you can get a solitude from Su's Essence." Su Ming faintly opened, and with the wave of it, the collision of the fog reached a strong moment, but it quickly disappeared.

Even the fog spread out, revealing the thirteen old men in front of Su Ming, who were kneeling on the ground. Although their bodies were skinny, they had a feeling of storm.

"Thank you for the ancestors' gift of new life!" Thirteen old men looked like a fanatic, and the purple flame burned, replacing the entire pupil, making their eyes purple.

The purple is not rigid, and it contains the ingenuity that everyone should have. After the words of their thirteen people, the vicissitudes of Su Ming’s body have returned to the years.

"The jade family is still a jade family, the existence of Su Mou, only you can know it, you can disperse it, Yurou stays." Su Ming calmly opened, and the body walked forward, stepping down to the palace In front of it, there is a step there. This is an object of an altar. On the altar, there is a huge stone chair.

Su Ming stood in front of the stone chair, and turned around, slowly sitting on the stone chair.

At the moment he sat down, a sense of majesty spread from Su Ming’s body, covering all directions. He claimed to be Su Mo in front of these people. This matter was not the case before Su Ming, but now these 13 people Even including Yurou, they were all borrowed by Su Ming from the vicissitudes of the body, and with the technique of faith, they completely turned them into a kind of...the existence of the apostles.

For example, the two gods of the sun and the moon can let others become their apostles after they believe, and this is what Su Ming has done at the moment.

The thirteen old people immediately respectfully said that they would retire one by one. They will appear in the jade family, and they will sensationalize the entire Yujia tribe, so that the Yujia people will be crazy and even bring the jade family. On the ink star, start a new struggle for power.

Perhaps they still can't be the peak family of Black Star, but it is likely to be no longer the current state, but become the top of the mid-sized auction house.

With the dispersal of the thirteen old men, Yurou bowed his head and silently bowed in front of Su Ming.

Surrounded by silence, Su Ming did not speak, but sat on the stone chair and looked at Yurou.

As time passed, Yurou gradually became difficult to calm down. The purple flame in her eyes was burning, and her look gradually appeared and struggled.

"Give me one, don't kill you." Su Ming's voice broke the silence of this place and echoed.

"Why do adults want to kill jade?" Yurou raised the dagger, which makes people feel stunned and has the beauty of suffocating males.

"Is it because Yu Yu concealed the secret of Taiping's image? Although Yu's ancestors planned for tens of thousands of years, he is not a **** after all. He can't call the spirit first, but he can't be called the spirit. It is just a post-linguage monk. .

If such a spiritual monk can really win the apostle, then... you are not an apostle. As long as you are an apostle, the jade ancestor must fail. Yu softly whispered, the voice was very pleasant, and spread gently in the palace.

"Not enough." Su Ming shook his head.

Yu soft bit his lower lip and silenced for a moment.

"While the ancestors of the jade ancestors were the ancestors of the jade family, his old man had won the house for me. Although he finally failed, the jade will not be forgotten.

I want him to die! Wanting to let him win the defeat was killed by the apostles, even Yu Jiao also thought, if the ancestors took the apostle adult success, then I ... can not be afraid. ”

Su Ming looked calm. This time he did not open his mouth and did not shake his head. Instead, he closed his eyes and waited for Yurou to continue.

Yurou bowed his head and silenced again.

"I already knew that you are not...the apostle." After a long while, Yurou raised the obsessive face and looked at Su Ming.

"Although you have the atmosphere of the sun and the moon, even though you have walked out of the second doorway, I know that you have swallowed the spirit of the sun and the moon in the second door."

At the moment you swallow them, they will voice me, let me arrange the jade family at any cost, stop your engulfing, even if I chose to obey at that time, at the moment you walked out, you absorbed the statue of the sun and the moon. At the moment, the shots of the thirteen ancestors, even if you are... I am afraid that I can’t stand it. ”

The jade face is pale, the purple flame in her eyes is burning, her heart is being covered quickly. She is not like the thirteen old men. Although they are deep in cultivation, there is no strange magic in the body that can resist Su Ming’s. Strength, this is the suppression at the level of life.

However, Yurou is different. She is, after all, the chosen person of the Sun and Moon gods. Although it does not meet the requirements of the Yu family's ancestors, it is obviously different from the ordinary monks.

"Soul, Spirit, and Spirit, what is specifically meant." Su Ming opened his eyes, and his eyes were deep and faint.

"This is a legend. It is really true that it is old because of the age, and no one should know it." Yu Yu hesitated, chose to know what he knew and said it all.

"In the legend, in the heavens and the earth, the heavens and the earth, the stars and the air are still in chaos, the first born creatures, they are called ... Schering.

The Spirit created life, and there was a nation, and all beings.

All sentient beings believe in the Spirit, and in the infinite years, among the many people who believe in the spirits of the Spirit, there are slowly lifes that can carry the power of the Spirit. They are called the spirit first. The immortals of the immortal, some people say that it is the first, the times are different, the understanding is different, but the different words have the same meaning. ”

Yurou said here, paused and spoke again.

"An unknown havoc, the spirits fall and fall asleep, whether it is the Spirit or the spirit of the first, is in this havoc, can not escape.

As the catastrophe continues, the people of the world are also dying, either scattered or destroyed, until they fall. This is the case with my doorway family. ”

"The endless years after the catastrophe, there is no spirit, there is no spirit first, but people can see the changes of the sky, see the stars and the stars, feel the rules of the law, and then combine some of the remaining in the years, the cultivation of the year, slowly created a new system.

A system that satisfies itself and raises the level of its own life. The different races are different, but the purpose is the same. In the years, the best among the people who cultivated this system is called the post-ling.

Up to now, the post-lings are extremely rare, and because of the dispersion and reproduction of countless ethnic groups, the people who practice are called monks. According to the ancient name, they are actually monks. ”

"The two gods of the sun and the moon, is the spirit first... and it is only a very weak spirit first, and even I suspect that their sleep has caused the fall to the level of life of the post-spirit."

Yurou whispered softly, and the words echoed in the palace. Su Ming looked calm and slowly tasted the words of Yurou.

"What is the power of the Yin source?" After a while, Su Ming said faintly.

His words came out, and immediately made Yurou's face paler. She did not speak, but looked bitter, gradually lowered her head, raised her hands in Su Ming's eyes, and slowly untied the clothes. .

As the clothes slipped, revealing the beautiful figure wearing a close-fitting cloak, and with her brilliant face, this scene is enough to make people's heart beat faster, it is a feast that cannot be refused.

"The power of Yinyuan is a source of God that Yurou obtained from the Luna in the second doorway. It will grow slowly in my body, which will allow me to improve to the extreme in the years. My level of life, which is between the post-spirit and the post-spirit, is likely to break through and reach the realm of the post-spirit.

At that time, I will be summoned by the mission to dedicate everything to the moon god.

You can swallow the moon **** of the second door, and you can also devour the power of my yin. I can... give you, as long as you give me freedom, don't let me continue to be a puppet who can't decide my own destiny. "Yurou looked up. Her purple flame was burning and she was about to replace all her pupils. She looked at Su Ming, pale face and slowly walked toward Su Ming."

Su Ming looked calm and did not change at all until Yuruo gradually came and stood in front of Su Ming. Su Ming looked at the beautiful figure in front of her eyes and looked down slowly. The woman under her body.

He lifted his right hand and landed on the skin that could be broken in the jade, slowly drifting along with the original bumps and undulations of his body, and the skin of Yurou immediately became a strain. And the resulting trembling.

Until Su Ming's hand, slipped onto the face of Yurou, hooked her chin, lifted her dagger, and he slowly approached, even this kind of closeness can feel each other's breathing and heartbeat.

"For those who have been counted on Su, no matter what the reason, there will never be a free word in life." Su Ming whispered, his words made the body soft and pale.

"And the way you dedicate the Yin source is obviously a woman who will become Su, but...just the Yinyuan as compensation, you become a woman of Su, not enough."

Su Ming looked up, his face with a smile, his eyes flashing in the sky, there was an unspeakable demon.

"Is there anyone who said that you give people the feeling... very evil." Yu soft bowed his head and whispered.

"Evil... I like this word." Su Ming stood up and walked forward. The figure disappeared into the underground palace, leaving only Yu soft wearing a close-fitting cloak. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (this site) to subscribe, reward, your support is my greatest motivation.)

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