Pursuit of the Truth Chapter 96: Fengzhen Plain!
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Su Ming walked at the front of the crowd with a spear, and behind him, there was tribesmen without Barbarian Statue protection. There was no old man in it.
There is still more than half of the road ahead, but the footsteps of Su Ming are getting more and more stable. In this jungle, too much Wushan Tribe blood has been left, and those dead souls have been left behind.
Today, the Barbarian Cultivator that can continue to fight, except Su Ming and Lei Chen, only has Shan Hen. As for Patriarch and Nansong, with the support of tribesmen, while rushing to the road, they continue to heal, and they are anxious and want to recover at the fastest speed.
And Bei Ling, he completely lost his qualification to go to war. He lost an arm and a lot of blood ran out. If it is not Chen Xin, it has already fallen.
At the moment, Shan Hen is also full of blood, and in silence, he is at the last face of the tribe, his expression is sometimes trance, there is a complex, there is an unspeakable thought, whenever this thought is revealed, He would hold his chest tightly.
It seems that there is a force that can support him and keep going.
On sky, the battle between grandfather Mo Sang and Black Mountain Bitu turned into a roaring sound, which did not disperse for a long time, until the night passed, and until sky was bright, the battle continued, as if between the two, endless.
Due to the gully of earth, the monstrous light curtain, the Barbarian Technique sacrificed by Nan Namsong for life combat, all these things have won a lot of time for the migration of the tribe.
At dawn, today's Wushan Tribe tribesmen are exhausted. They have been walking for two consecutive nights. In this cold, they seem to be unable to persevere for a long time, but they still grind their teeth at the fastest speed.
sky is already bright, the sun is falling on earth, falling on the body of tribesmen in the jungle, slightly warm, but the cold snow of earth is biting.
"According to our speed, about Fengzhen Tribe will arrive at this time tomorrow!" At the side of Su Ming, Lei Chen whispered to open mouth.
"The last day!" Lei Chen clenched his fists.
"Not one day, half a day!" Su Ming was silent for a moment, walking between the hoarse to open mouth.
I heard Su Ming finally no longer silent Lei Chen secretly relieved, he was very worried about the Su Ming being in that silent state.
"Tonight, Ying Ke will walk into the Fengzhen department's sphere of influence and leave this jungle, it will be much safer." Su Ming said calmly.
"I hope this day will be safe ..." Lei Chen glanced back at the tribesmen, looking at their tired looks, sighing inwardly, he looked at the Su Ming in front of him again, his thin back, let him have a kind of kind at the moment The illusion like a ridge.
After a lapse of time, a faint voice came out from the crowd, and the voice was firm and fluctuating.
"Su Ming, let me stay."
The speaker was Liu Di, who had been seriously injured and played the martial arts before. He was taken away by the tribesmen, but now, he cannot continue and does not want to drag down the footsteps of tribesmen.
Standing strugglingly, Liu Di looked at him and stopped to look at his Su Ming with a smile on his face, walked to the tree next to him, sat down there, pulled the wound, and the blood flowed out again.
"You ... Let's go ..." Liu Di took out the bone and put it on his mouth, as if to blow out music tune, but had no strength to watch sky waiting for death to come.
Since Su Ming was silent, he also closed his eyes but soon opened it. He did not speak, but looked deeply at Liu Di, turned and took the tribesmen, and continued on.
Along the way, several tribesmens smiled and stayed behind, unwilling to drag on tribesmen. Among them, Bei Ling wanted to do the same, but in Chen Xin's crying and forcibly carrying, the words could not be said.
Gaishou was also awakening on the way. Although he lost his legs, he still had the power to fight a battle. In a tribesmen, he did not stay, but he was preparing to put himself on the eighth floor of Blood Condensation. Bloodline self-destruction, left to the enemy who can be chased at any time.
Su Ming has been silent. For each tribesmen to be left, he did not stop it, but his hands are getting tighter and tighter. He knows that grandfather gave Wushan Tribe to himself, so he took them with him To get to safety, he has to finish.
When the sky of this day slowly entered the dusk, Su Ming was always holding the heart, and there was a faint relaxation. They walked out of this vast jungle and walked to the vast plain that belongs to the scope of Fengzhen Tribe, here It is much safer than the jungle. After all, this place is in the Fengzhen range. If the Black Mountain department breaks into Barbarian Cultivator without a call, Fengzhen will never allow it.
After all the tribesmen of Wushan Tribe entered this plain, Patriarch and Nansong also recovered some cultivation practices. It seems that all disasters are going to pass.
But at this moment, suddenly the whole earth vibrated faintly. The center of this vibration should be far away, but its intensity, even if it is transmitted here, still makes people feel clearly.
"The seal of Barbarian-Elder is broken ..." Nansong closed his eyes and opened it after a while, slowly to open mouth.
As his words spread, the people of Wushan Tribe became nervous again.
"According to the speed of Black Mountain, they chased the ground and it will take some time ... but it can be followed before we reach Fengzhen Tribe.
If we bet that the Black Mountain Department did not dare to step into this Fengzhen plain, then we can ignore our orders ... "Nansong said softly.
"We can't afford to bet." Su Ming stopped, looked at the dark jungle behind him, turned to look at the Patriarch that had recovered some cultivation, and looked at its thin body, as if it had lost a lot of flesh and blood face. Clan Patriarch, a lot of people have been left along the way. I did n’t lose it. That ’s their choice ... Now, it ’s time for me to stay. "Su Ming said, walking towards the back of the crowd.
Wushan Patriarch, these four-year-old man, looked at Su Ming. This bite, Rasu, who had n’t cared about it before, gave him a deep shock. He sighed and nodded.
"I also stay." Lei Chen did not hesitate, came out and stood beside Su Ming.
Su Ming looked at him, he also looked at Su Ming, grinning.
"You said, I can't die first, I am going to die, it is also our brothers eyes closed."
"Let me stay too." Nansong breathes deeply, with his old face, now has more wrinkles, a gray failure, but a vaguely ruddy appearance.
"There is still me!" Lost his head, Shen Sheng to open mouth at the moment.
"I will stay too!" Bei Ling asked himself to turn his head and looked at Su Ming without looking at the tears of Chen Xin and said firmly.
"Om, you can't stay, the safety of tribesmen, you still need to help Patriarch to save life ... and when you reach Fengzhen Tribe safely, you still have to teach those Rasu bows and arrows ..." , Is Shan Hen.
This man who is always reticent walks out of the crowd. He doesn't talk much on weekdays, but at this moment to open mouth is undoubtedly decisive.
"As for you, Bei Ling ..." Shan Hen walked to Bei Ling, and the look was complicated again.
"Uncle Shan Hen, I ..." Bei Ling was about to ask for to open mouth. At that moment, when he saw Shan Hen, his right hand was suddenly raised. At the cut of the neck and neck of Bei Ling, the words of Bei Ling stopped immediately.
"You are the hope of the tribe, you can't go ... I stay." Shan Hen said calmly, walked to Nansong, stood there and looked at the familiar faces of the tribe, and bowed his head for a long time.
The Wushan Patriarch was silent, stepped forward, and took out a small baby-fist-sized animal bone from his arms. The animal's bone color was very white and it seemed very common to pass the bone to Su Ming.
"Hold it, this bone is a pair, and has a wonderful effect. When its color changes to red, it means that we have reached Fengzhen and it is safe."
Su Ming took it silently and put it in his arms.
Wushan Patriarch took a deep look at the people who left and sighed and turned around with the tribesmens, firmly walked towards the direction of Fengzhen to the ordinary tribesmen of Wushan Tribe, and did not lose much, but they saw them along the way At that scene, every tribesmen was made to walk, looking back at the four figures standing there, tears could not stop.
I do n’t know who was the first to wave his hand. Soon, all the tribesmen were in the tears, waving to Su Ming four people, waving goodbye, they knew that these four people may not be able to survive, they Like those sacrificed tribesmen, it is ready to use life to build the last flesh barrier to protect tribesmen.
"Brother Su Ming." As the crowd moved forward, a young voice came out, but the little girl named Tong Tong ran out of Su Ming and walked forward a few steps, squatted down and touched the little girl ’s Some dry hair.
"Brother Su Ming, after everything has passed, grandfather also came back. At that time, can you help Tong Tong find Pippi back."
Su Ming smiled on the face, kissed the little girl's forehead, and nodded.
The little girl's look was a sweet smile, looking at Su Ming, and suddenly whispered in her ear to open mouth.
"Brother Su Ming, I have a secret. I do n’t even know my mom and dad, Pippi does n’t know. You must come back. When I come back, I will tell you the secret." The little girl said, biting Biting his lip, he refrained from letting the tears down and turned to run towards the crowd.
Su Ming watched her enter the crowd and waved towards herself, gradually smiling away as tribesmen went away.
There is still silence all around, the sky month slowly clears up, that month, tonight, is a full moon ... The full moon hangs high in the sky, and after the quiet fusion with this earth, it seems like cold murderous .
moonlight is also much brighter than ever. Sprinkled on this plain, reflecting the shadows of the four people, but in loneliness, there is decisiveness.
Su Ming sits cross-legged, next to him is Lei Chen, and in front of them, Nan Song of eyes closed. As for Shan Hen, it was not far away, sitting there alone, looking at sky, and wondering what to write.
"Lei Chen, sitting behind me, you don't have enough cultivation skills, and the war is not fierce. Let me borrow your blood and keep you safe." Nansong slowly to open mouth.
Lei Chen didn't hesitate, immediately got up and came to Nansong, sitting cross-legged behind him. I didn't know what Nansong did, but he saw a piece of bloody glow appearing on both of them, covering them.
Since then, no one is talking, they are waiting for the arrival of the Black Mountain chasing soldiers. Su Ming sat silently, grabbed the snow on the ground with his left hand, washed the palm of his left hand without wounds, making his left hand very clean, took out a vial from his arms, poured out a **** medicine pill, held it Close your eyes in the left hand.
Time passed slowly. Two hours later, when the month of sky reached its thickest, Su Ming of eyes closed had a feeling of blood boiling in the body.
"They are here!" Nansong to open mouth.
Su Ming opened his eyes sharply.