Pursuit of the Truth Chapter 101: Why.
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He used Black Mountain Patriarch's footstep guide to help him find the reinforcements of the Black Mountain department, and in the presence of these people, he killed Black Mountain Patriarch in a brutal way and harmed his head. This move was intentionally made by Su Ming The next magnified several times, in conjunction with his strange body under the full moon at the moment, immediately let his advantage reach the ultimate in an instant.
Su Ming must do this. His exhaustion is very deep. Despite the nourishment of moonlight, he still has to kill Shan Hen. For this traitor who is now injured and fled into the jungle, Su Ming hates it.
How to complete all the goals with limited physical strength is the situation that Su Ming has to face now, so he will make these aggressive behaviors.
Especially the death of the big man who looks similar to Black Mountain Patriarch makes the behavior of Su Ming infected with a mystery. With the horror represented by the characters Heretic-Barbarian, Su Ming's rush forward, The four reinforcements of Black Mountain have already lost their fighting spirit, and the horribly fast retreat will flee here.
In fact, even if there is no big man who looks similar to this Black Mountain Patriarch, Su Ming will intimidate people in the same way in the battle, so as to achieve its purpose of attacking.
In this small jungle gap, in the following time, the sound of despair before the death was interspersed with the roar of roar, and for a long time, as this place slowly reverted to silence, Su Ming dragged himself, Step by step.
On his body, there were several more wounds, especially one of them, which seemed to be able to penetrate into the bone. Under that moonlight, no more blood flowed out, but the surface of Su Ming was accumulated with the ground. Like snow, pale.
Behind him, four corpses were lying backwards. Their blood stained the snow on the ground, paying a price for the invasion of their Black Mountain.
Actually, the Black Mountain department at this moment has regretted that they wrongly estimated the resistance of WuShan and overestimated the strength of their Barbarian-Elder.
This kind of regret, in fact, they already have feelings at the traps in the jungle, but they have reached that level. Barbarian-Elder does not give orders, they dare not retreat, only go wrong.
Despite this, there are still some Black Mountain tribesmen who were injured but did not die. In this killing, they were surprised by the desperation of WuShan. They did not continue to hunt, nor did they return to Black Mountain, but dispersed Come on, retreat far away in this jungle and try to use excuses as an excuse to stop fighting.
The madness of Wushan Tribe makes them memorable.
Su Ming gallops in here, he panting, following the clues on the ground, according to the tracking technique he learned naturally from the jungle, looking for Shan Hen!
He wants to find this person, Dai Nansong, tribesmen of the entire WuShan department, and all the familiar faces who died in the trap, and ask Shan Hen why!
The roar on sky continues, Su Ming knows that it is grandfather who is fighting to sacrifice his life, and he is holding on to the Black Mountain Bitu and his battle is still going on.
He uses everything he can to protect the safety of tribesmen, Su Ming is silent, but the perseverance and firmness in his eyes have not been reduced at all.
On the way forward, following the clues left by Shan Hen, Su Ming galloped and chased. On this way, from here, Su Ming saw a corpse, all of which were chosen to stay along the way. tribesmen.
Looking at these tribesmen and Su Ming, while feeling sad, they also have a deep respect. They walked past the corpses of tribesmen, and the footsteps of Su Ming stopped in the distant jungle.
In front of him, there is a big tree. Under the big tree, leaning on a young man, his hands hang down. On his right hand side, there is a bone made of death, which is stained and turned brown. Sè's blood seemed to cover some of the holes.
Su Ming came near and looked at the dead Liu Di. His body was already stiff. The godless both eyes looked at sky. I do n’t know what he was looking at before death. Perhaps, like the funeral song of WuShan, he Asking, whose eyes are the blue of sky, and who does the starry light of the night blink?
Looking at Liu Di, Su Ming slowly crouched down, picked up the bone damage, and put it in his arms.
He ca n’t forget many nights, the sound of whispering music that made him dissatisfied in the quiet tribe, he even wanted to find this guy, but he endured Living.
But now, Su Ming closes his eyes, he really wants to listen to a ray of loss again, but the person who can play has returned.
Su Ming, left.
With his speed, with countless silk threads dancing behind his moonlight, galloping forward in this jungle, following the footprint of Shan Hen, Su Ming chased out.
The footprint of the ground that belongs to Shan Hen is very messy, which means that Shan Hen is not only seriously injured, but also seems to be chaotic in his heart, so he will escape and ignore the cover.
Maybe, he did not expect that such a villain would chase him. Otherwise, as Shan Hen is WuShan Hunting Team Chief, his familiarity with the jungle is by no means worse than Su Ming.
This pursuit has continued with the passage of time. When sky is completely late at night, the full moon is in the sky, and the surrounding stars are dimmed under its light, even the rolling mist of the sky roar When it seemed impossible to hide, Su Ming walked to the ditch that blocked the footsteps of the Black Mountain hunter before the grandfather, the light curtain was broken and no longer.
Here, Su Ming saw Wu La, she lay there quietly, seeming to be smiling.
Looking at Wu La, Su Ming gently approached him, looking at his pale and fuzzy face, and his ears seemed to have the words of Wu La before his death.
"Are you ... Mo Su ..."
Standing beside the body of Wu La, after a long time, Su Ming raised his foot violently and walked out.
After walking here, Su Ming came to the place where Bi Su was killed. Bi Su's body was gone, apparently he was taken away.
This scene of galloping at Su Ming made him seem to recall the tragic war of the tribe, and he remembered it deeply until he came to a place where his body was shaking.
Here, it still belongs to the jungle. In front of Su Ming, he saw the shattered flesh and blood on the ground, only the pale hair on the ground, lù the old figures familiar to Su Ming, please start it, ear root Book mí official YY: 3943】
This place is the place where the old people in the tribe chose to stay just after leaving the trap place during the tribe migration. These old men are gone. The desolate wind blew through earth, blowing snow on the ground, and some scattered white hair.
They asked grandfather for something that could burst their flesh and blood, and with their remaining lives, in the past when they talked about laughing young, when the chasing soldiers of the Black Mountain came, they laughed fearlessly and turned into There was a thud.
Su Ming pays a deep respect to this **** place. These ordinary middle-aged old people, like the Barbarian Cultivator who died in battle, are respectable.
Silently raising his foot, Su Ming walked through the snow. On the way, he found the five arrows at the head of the bird and placed them behind him. As he pursued, he came to the battle. The place with the most death and the most terrible place, here is the trap of the Black Mountain department.
Looking at this trap site, Su Ming is even heavier for killing intent of Shan Hen.
There are a lot of dead bodies on the ground, especially in front of the curtain, the dozen or so young people who are delicious and lazy in the tribe, they rushed out of the scene without any turning back, which made Su Ming's heart seem to have pain again.
He is following the footprint of Shan Hen. The footprint tells Su Ming that all he sees is Shan Hen ’s escape and also sees it. Even in these places, the footprint of Shan Hen is obviously much heavier, it seems He once paused here.
"Shan Hen, where are you going ... will it be there ...". "Su Ming murmured, God was complicated. When he was very young, Shan Hen was the leader of the tribe. Even like the female head, they were the elders and strongmen of the tribe's Rasu worship.
The different styles of the two people make the female heads more loved by Rasu, but the coldly indifferent of Shan Hen also allows those Rasu to feel their shelter while being afraid.
Perhaps, he had to coldly indifferent, as the leader of Hunting Team, guarding WuShan, providing enough food, which made him spend a lot of time going out to fight with the beasts, seeing too many **** Shan Hen, he may also have a smile But this smile is often in the cheers of tribesmen people who have not starved to death because of enough food, can appear on the face of Shan Hen hidden in the dark.
Most of his smiles are not seen by tribesmen.
Why should such a person betray tribesmen? In the silence of Su Ming, he walked past this trap and stopped looking at the footprints on the ground. He already guessed where Shan Hen is now.
Going through the trap before this, under that moon night, Su Ming turned into a red rainbow in front of it. Gradually, with the passage of time, in front of Su Ming, a dark silhouette appeared in the night.
There was laughter, happiness and beauty. Every night, there was a bonfire to illuminate the surroundings, there were dances by tribesmen, and there were Rasu playing at night.
There is the memory of Su Ming for sixteen years, but now, it is a gloomy, broken, ruined.
There is the tribe of their WuShan department.
Under moonlight, as Su Ming approached, he saw a man in the tribal center without the gate, in the snow, in the clutter of the ground, kneeling there, crying.
His crying was very clear in this quiet night. When he returned to the surroundings, the sorrow revealed in the crying gave Su Ming a step.
"Is this sad, is it true ..." Su Ming clenched his fists and walked firmly, as he approached, as he walked past the broken gate of the tribe, a hundred feet away from the crying man At the distance, Su Ming stopped.
He looked at the man ’s back, listening to his painful cry, and looking at the old home in front of him, Su Ming ’s heart seemed to be stung by the knife.
"Why!"