Pursuit of the Truth Chapter 580: Destroy!

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"Whether it's true or false ... it's important either ..." Su Ming looked at Haitian in the distance and whispered to himself.

Importantly ... how can it not matter, that is his best memory, that is his Wushan ... that is the yellowed book scroll lifted by the unspeakable breeze ...

"Not important.

"Su Ming closed his eyes, and when he opened it after a long time, he felt a little tired. This kind of fatigue is not the body, but the soul.

If a whole city is buried, all lights are blown out, not the darkness is touched, but the strangeness that ca n’t be seen, there is also a sunset that does n’t know who, whose face, whose childhood is ten Years ... "

The memories from the scenes after leaving Wushan emerged in his mind, and eventually turned into a huge Clue, which was unreadable, unclear, and unreasonable.

This tired feeling germinates in Su Ming's heart, and it will get deeper and deeper with the passage of time, until it takes up all of him, and it turns into the look of his loneliness.

The wind, blowing on the sea, in the sparkling, refracting the gradually dark clouds on sky, that is the sunset outside the clouds, and seeing the sunset through the clouds, Su Ming is like holding a tightly called A lonely raft, but you ca n’t swim the sea of ​​memories, you wo n’t learn to let go ...

He stood there, the hair blown by the wind, such as the dancing posture swaying in life, the wind blowing from the gap of hair, the sound brought up, became the saddest song in the years. .

Bai Su awakened from the illusion when Bei Ling and Chen Xin left. Her world was in a clear moment. What she saw was the figure of Su Ming looking at Haitian.

The old people in Lord of Heavenly Gate white robe are very quiet all around, and the people who chose to stand on the left side before then, are silent one by one at this moment.

The tiredness in Su Ming's heart is like a soft song. The song spreads out, making people immersed in this silence, unwilling to send any sound, unwilling to interrupt.

It ’s just ... this song about Wushan ... I do n’t know who gave the ending to someone ...

Su Ming has n’t shed tears for a long time. At this moment, his both eyes shed tears, but only the tears flowed out. He did n’t know, and he seemed to have forgotten its existence.

The color of the tear is transparent, but it seems to be contaminated with his loneliness when crossing the cheek of Su Ming, making it a bitter bitter when it falls on the corner of the mouth of Su Ming.

Perhaps everyone ’s tears were tasteless when they just flowed out. Like the rain just born, during the course of their life, the color of that cheek was gradually changed and gradually became bitter.

Bai Su did not know when she came to Su Ming. Her complexion was pale, she looked at Su Ming, raised her hand gently, and stained her fingertips with Su Ming tears.

"Thank you." Su Ming whispered to open mouth, and the temperature of his fingertips touching his face opened his eyes.

The light of the setting sun is slightly reddish through the clouds, and it is sprinkled on the sea surface, and it looks like a dirty and fresh ... This scene is very beautiful, slender Su Ming, beautiful Bai Su, hair blown away by the wind, and also There are all around the sea ... heads of giants popping up one by one.

It's just those roars of Sea Giant, but it is to break this beautiful picture and disperse this silent atmosphere. The low roar is not dissipated by the departure of Bei Ling.

Almost at the moment when the Sea Giant roared, Su Ming raised his hand and gently grabbed at sky, and under this grab, it moved

It ’s not the sky, but the sea. The sea whirls violently to form a huge vortex. The vortex rumbling rotation makes the Sea Giant in it, struggling one by one, even the roar is also heard by the sound of the waves Submerged.

Gradually, the people around me looked at Su Ming with strong awe and a trace of fear, because the vortex in the sea was turning faster and faster, and at the end, the wind set off at this extreme speed , Driven water, the rock becomes a knife that can cut blood and separate bones!

A cry of screaming, struggling and trying to escape again and again, under the rotation of this vortex, it does not play any role at all, it can only be turned into a piece of blood red, and the flesh and blood that shunt from the bones .

Until ... there is no complete Sea Giant on the sea surface, and when there is only a red sea in a broken bone, Su Ming's right hand slowly grasps.

In the moment he held his fist, the rotating sea surface floated apart from a drop of blood, which was condensed under the condensation and formed a huge blood cell in front of Su Ming.

With the appearance of blood cells, the seawater restores its original color. The blood mass floating in front of Su Ming, there are nearly 100 Sea Giant soul shadows flashing, and sometimes it can only be felt by the mind, Wailing wailing.

The blood mass is boiling, shrinking and shrinking under the constant condensation, until finally, it turns into a magic red like a fingernail and floats towards Su Ming.

Su Ming suddenly raised his head, the loneliness of his lonely look of both eyes was buried in the bottom of his heart, revealing the calm of the past, his right hand was suddenly raised, and his index finger was on the blood, while the drop of blood was hooked Live, like his fingertips became a pen, across the sky, a stroke, a stroke, a stroke ...

Su Ming does not know how many strokes he has drawn. A complex rune emerges in front of him. The rune radiates blood, and it shows a vitality. It is the aggregation of all Sea Giant life.

Tampering, a tampering word, can represent everything!

Su Ming will not tamper with his life, but in the perception of the black wood, under the constant exploration, although he wakes up on the way, there is no complete clear comprehension, but he has slightly touched a layer of veins that he did not know before.

Life!

Everyone has a different life! That is the pattern of vitality, that is the brightest light in the soul, this light is not visible to everyone, but if it is extinguished, life is extinct, if it is changed, then the destiny changes dramatically!

This is numerology!

The smiling face of Hu Zi appeared in his mind, the sullen look of Hu Zi, and the figure that finally stood in front of himself and guarded like a mountain.

"Despite my groping for life, I still don't know what to do ... I will not tamper with numerology, nor will I go to resurrect the dead ..." However, both my blood and hair can Let the puppets of Sima Xin have vitality, my life is so strange in this shady place, then I can use the blood of vitality as a guide, and use my life to restore my Senior Brother ...! "Su Ming murmured in his heart, that rune he painted is exactly what he felt in the black wood block, at the last moment, before the awakening moment, came to mind, the only thing!

The appearance of this rune is the result of Su Ming's insights. At the same time of its appearance, he has a kind of familiarity with it. That familiarity, such as rune is himself!

This is the imprint of his numerology. Su Ming can feel that this imprint rune is not complete, but even so, it still contains his life.

In the painting of rune, the clouds of sky are suddenly still and not moving, and the surrounding sea is even more weird. There are no waves. For example, the waves of the genius have life, and they dare not reveal them at this moment.

At this moment, the body of Su Ming also exhaled a very strong breath of life. This breath turned around in all directions, rushing towards the clouds, the thick clouds of sky suddenly faded away, gradually, It is much thinner, making Su Ming sit there, there is the setting sun, with more intense light than the surrounding, reflected through the clouds.

Bai Su stared blankly at Su Ming. In her pupils, Su Ming ’s hair was suddenly at this moment, and gradually there was vicissitudes ...

The vicissitudes of color are gray, white, and a boundless snow.

A stroke, while drawing the last stroke, Su Ming bit through the tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood. The blood spilled on this **** rune, making this rune agile and exuding. The light, when Su Ming's right hand was lifted, was hooked to Hu Zi lying there and took a step.

At this step, Su Ming was already standing in front of Hu Zi. His right index finger carried the **** rune mark, and his own life belonging to Su Ming, suddenly, on Hu Zi's eyebrows.

At the moment when his finger touched the eyebrow of Hu Zi, the hair of Su Ming, at a speed visible to the naked eye, there were a lot of hair, all white and white!

Hu Zi was shocked all over his body. Suddenly, he printed the rune on his eyebrows. This rune flashed even when imprint was on the body and soul of Hu Zi.

A flash of blood color covered the whole body from the flash of Hu Zi eyebrows. When the blood color spread to his chest, the scary tear on the chest of Hu Zi was to be erased. With the flow of the blood color, until spread covered the whole body, Hu Zi's arms recovered from the **** flesh.

Sounds of snoring sounds came from the mouth of Hu Zi, and the sound was like thunder, Heaven-shaking, Earth-shattering ...

Hu Zi is not Shou Yuan ’s severance. He is a heavy injury who is suffering from incurable disease. He has lost all his vitality. This kind of repair is much simpler than the life of the sky, but it is also very human. Only people who are so injured can recover as usual!

Su Ming has no ability to change the numerology of Hu Zi, but he can let his numerology, nourish the other party, and wake up Hu Zi!

It's just that Su Ming hasn't really entered the path of cultivation, after all, he just hovered on the threshold. In this way, the treatment for Hu Zi will pay a great price for him.

But even at a high price, Su Ming will not hesitate, because ... this is Hu Zi, this is his Su Ming Third Senior Brother!

After hearing the snoring of Hu Zi, a smile appeared on the pale face of Su Ming. At this moment, the cloud layer on sky is continuously thinning, and there is a ray of golden red light, which is completely reflected in the thin gap of the cloud layer and falls. On Su Ming's body, shone on his hair.

It ’s black and white, it ’s vicissitudes that look gray and gray, it ’s candlelight in the clouds, homeless, or the sadness of not being able to find your hometown ... (to be continued.