Pursuit of the Truth

Er Cang was separated and closed his eyes.

The emptiness of the body, but also closed his eyes, followed by Su Ming's repair as a avatar, the same eye.

His soul, if there is an eye, is now also witnessing the moment of Bai Ling's indifferent expression, closing.

That is Bai Ling, not Bai Su, Su Ming will not be wrong.

Just like a monk has no dreams, but Su Ming has made a dream, the dream of waking up, asking who is the obsession...

Or, she is his attachment, or perhaps, he is her obsession.

Everything, as the dream wakes up, but it does not wake up, the vainness of the ruin, still sings the songs of the years, in the sea of ​​memory, still a lonely boat slowly into the line of the sea of ​​heaven.

Who is she? This question did not appear in the heart of Su Ming for too long, and I got the answer. On the barbarian land of that year, the three robbers from Su Ming’s soul brought the scene to Su Ming. He once saw a woman, she is Bai Ling, also Bai Su, and also... the holy woman of the Fengmen Gate in the morning.

Also, Xu Hui’s sister.

"The original answer is this..."

"Yes, I am not the same as me. The years have passed. I have realized a lot." Su Ming shook his head. He calmly discovered that he had no heartache, and there was no such thing as the heart was swallowed up by the void.

It seems that this answer, he has already prepared in the bottom of his heart, even if he sees the truth now, but he is used to loneliness, it seems that with more experience, there is nothing in this world, you can let him have that kind of tear A sense of cracking.

Even on the earliest Wushan, the woman of the wild beauty planted a mourning in her own heart. This thought went deep into Su Ming for a thousand years. After encountering Bai Su at the ninth peak, this thought was deeper...

It seems that every once in a while, there seems to be a force in the world that leads Su Ming, to recall, to think of the white head in the snow, and think of the agreement in the snow.

"Children's Bai Ling, adult white, and ... now the vicissitudes of the Fengmen Saints, a deep obsession, step by step, connected the reincarnation, the Millennium network.

I don't know what I have in Su Ming. In the end, I can let Emperor Tian, ​​let this Fengmen Saints go so persistently. Su Ming smiled.

If there is no evil eye, Su Ming may continue to deceive himself and continue to reluctant to think about the falsehood of the millennium. He wants to leave a good touch in his heart, and he does not want to turn it into the cruelty of Chi Lulu.

He does not want to, he does not want to...

Just, the dream woke up, like coming out of the red dust.

In the red dust, people will remember each other and forget each other, and they will know each other... but they will not meet each other.

After going out, I don’t remember, I don’t miss each other, I don’t care, I don’t know each other, I only forget each other, only after seeing strangers.

In this case, simply look down on the joys and sorrows, go to the face of speechless laughter, wake up with a smile, a little more persistent, more free and easy.

The agreement will be fulfilled one day, but it is only fulfilling the agreement and fulfilling a life, not because of someone.

Su Ming stood in the mountain rock, facing the sun, his long hair undulating in the mountain wind, but the wind can only blow the hair, just the clothes angle, but can not blow Su Ming's heart.

It seems that the undulating hair is the memory of Su Ming. In this wind, it is gradually blown away, and that it always blows away. It is the dust that freezes in the air that day.

As a result, a heart began to become frozen and wrapped itself in layers.

No longer expect any good, face with the cold of the heart as cold, only the heart that the outsider can not see, in this ice, in the scope of this sun can not fall, the wet can not dry Drop by drop, reddened the leaves of the mountains.

A sensation, broken.

A ignorance of the first love, if there is no bones of flowers, after a thousand years, still chose to wither.

Su Ming smiled, the smile was not bitter, just faint, with old, with a silent sigh.

He suddenly understood that what he knew in the past, the sigh in the snow, not others, but himself, this is actually not right, sighing is himself, but not at that time, but... now.

"It turned out that even sighs were late for thousands of years." Su Ming smiled and smiled, and his laughter echoed the world, making this morning full of his laughter.

This laughter caused the shackles of the ninth tribe, and they all looked at it, and also caused the eyes of Xu Hui in the house.

"The old five, there is wine!" Su Ming voice spread in the laughter, fell into the ninth ear of the foot of the mountain, he was first stunned, because of the name of the fifth, he is the first time from the Soviet Union I heard it here.

What does this mean? He can't know. The ninth body is shaking and his face is excited. He waited for this day and has been waiting for a long time.

"Yes!" He shouted loudly, his body swaying into the mountain, and once again turned into Changhong, standing in the side of Su Ming, his right hand raised a wave, and immediately counted the altar, appeared in Su Ming's side.

Su Ming took an altar directly, took a picture of the mud, and did not need a bowl to hold it, and put a big mouth on his mouth.

This wine is brewed by the tribes of the Shenyuan Xinghai. It is not the same as that of the monks. Its spicy degree is like a hot air bursting into the body and going straight to the mind.

But it is not a coma, but the spirit is in the midst of this shock.

The ninth 寞煞 also picked up a jar of wine and accompanied Su Ming to drink.

"If life is just like seeing first..." Su Ming put down the jar, the whole person leaned on the rock, the hair was long, and the look was indulged. After laughing with this sentence, he drank a big mouth again.

"Four brothers, what is the meaning of this sentence?" The ninth 寞煞 寞煞 怔 把 把 把 把 把 把 把 把 把 把 把 把 把 把 把 把 把 仔细 仔细 仔细 仔细 仔细 仔细 仔细 仔细 仔细 仔细 仔细 仔细 仔细 仔细 仔细 仔细 仔细 仔细 仔细 仔细People are depressed.

"You don't understand." The answer to him was not Su Ming, but from the house, pale and with a weak Xu Hui, she walked out lightly, the sun fell on her face, reflecting a rainbow like a rainbow beauty of.

In the beauty, with holiness, with years, with a gentleness.

"If life is just like seeing it, this sentence, I have heard many people talk about it, but everyone said this sentence, there is no such thing as the one I heard, profound." Xu Hui looked at Su Ming, She saw Su Ming drinking in the sunshine, the wine spilling from his mouth, people can not tell whether he is drinking, or the wine as bitter.

"When you have experienced the vicissitudes of life, you have experienced the changes of the human heart, and after all the roads you have been unwilling, but you have already passed, you will sigh in the old days.

If all the people in life, all things, can return to the earliest time, then how good, because the earliest good times, is the memories that can no longer be found after the washing of the years.

If life is just like seeing it..." Xu Hui murmured and shook his head.

"There are still many things in your tribe that you need to do. Let's go, I will accompany you... Four brothers." Xu Hui went to Su Ming's side and sat down. She took the burlap and took down the Soviet Union. In the hands of the already empty jar, he picked up the other, wiped out the seal, and put it into the hands of Su Ming.

The ninth 寞煞 silence, after bowing to Su Ming, silently turned and left, turned him, with a look of recollection in his face, the words that appeared in his mind, is Su Ming’s sentence.

"You want to drink, I will accompany you." Xu Hui himself also took a jar of wine, with a reassuring gaze in the eyes, greeted Su Ming turning his head, looks like a pair of eyes.

"I have already drunk an altar." Su Ming looked at Xu Hui, his eyes were full of ignorance.

Xu Hui smiled, his smile was very elegant, with a sense of luxury, looked at Su Ming, the jade hand raised the jar, after drinking the first bite, she quickly put down, wrinkled the eyebrows, apparently this The spicyness of the wine was beyond her expectation. The pale face was rosy at the moment, and it was only half a mile to recover, but it was picked up again. This time, it was all in one breath.

After drinking, she put the jar on the side, raised her dagger and looked at Su Ming, and her eyes were somewhat smug.

"I caught up."

Su Ming looked at Xu Hui for a moment, picked up the jar of wine and put it on his lips. Xu Hui took a deep breath and picked up a jar full of wine. It seemed to be like a wine with Su Ming. stand up.

She drank very quickly. It didn't take long for her to finish drinking. Her look was proud. When she looked at Su Ming, her expression was immediately stiff, and her eyes were not good and slightly angry.

Su Ming put down the jar and only drank a small half.

"Today is ok, drink again the next day." Su Ming faintly opened.

"No, I have already drunk two altars!" Xu Hui stood up with anger.

"I didn't let you drink." Su Ming looked at Xu Hui and said calmly.

"You don't drink it." Xu Hui glared at Su Ming, nodded, and picked up another altar. In front of Su Ming, he finished drinking again.

"...I don't drink with a lot of people." Su Ming's eyelids jumped and turned and turned the jar down. This wine was too hot, and with the arrival of Xu Hui, somehow made Su Ming's heart very It is calm, but there is no wine.

"Su Ming!!" Xu Hui's eyes were angry and stunned, and one hand slammed into the empty jar, slammed on the ground, and the wine jar smashed. She was unable to work at this moment, as a woman drinking the Shenyuan Xinghai tribe. Santan wine, actually... she is already drunk.

"What do you say?" Su Ming looked at Xu Hui.

"I am coma, but my ears can still be heard. You are Su Ming. It’s a good way. I don’t care. I care about drinking alcohol, but I can’t even drink a woman. You Give it to me!" Xu Hui's look reveals a slap in the face, picking up a jar of wine and handing it directly to Su Ming.

"You drink too much..." Su Ming licked his eyebrows.

"You can't drink!" Xu Hui squinted, his body was crumbling, his eyes were already blurred, but he was strong and did not fall.

"Don't drink again tomorrow." Su Ming sighed.

"I drank three altars!!" Xu Hui said loudly. (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.)