Martial World Chapter 2152: Unyielding

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Why does Lin Ming's memory appear in his dreams?

Or, how can there be Lin Ming's memory in the tomb of the demon god?

Thinking of this, Shengmei felt foggy again.

Sheng Mei doesn't understand, but now, she can only watch Lin Ming's life silently.

Her heart was shaking.

She looks forward to in the heart because she wants to know Lin Ming's life.

But more ... is afraid, she is afraid to see Lin Ming die lonely ...

After watching Ming Ming wake up, she bid farewell to the two swordsmen and left Jianshan.

She saw Lin Ming heading north all the way, her body was getting worse.

His cultivation level is going backwards at a terrible speed, and his already is completely a waste.

Every night, Shengmei followed Lin Ming. Although Lin Ming was straight, she was infinitely lonely and lonely. Her heart seemed to be cut by a knife.

At that time, when Shengmei left, she thought about the soreness that Lin Ming might face in the future, but when she followed him in person, the feeling was completely different.

She is almost immersive and feels firsthand that a peerless genius who once stood on the peak of 33 days and saved the human race with one hand was knocked down to the earth by once, not only the power quickly passed, but only a few lives In ten years, what is his state of mind ...

Even a man like Lin Ming's determination can't bear such a blow.

Sheng Mei has followed Lin Ming to Qingsang City.

She looked at hawkers, fortune tellers, wanderer warlocks, beggars, scholars, and widowers. She looked at all kinds of mortals that she had hardly seen.

Later, she saw Lin Ming took over a pancake from a pancake-selling lady. When she savored the five flavors of life from pancakes, Shengmei both eyes, unknowingly, already was hazy ...

She couldn't imagine it then. When the human race already was almost desperate, Lin Ming suffered a lot when he lost everything in one day.

Maybe ... it's better than letting the soul emperor kill him. Be cruel ...

Lin Ming stopped in Qingsang City where he lived as a child.

Lin Ming then went north.

The northern desert is covered with goose feathers and heavy snow. I don't know when it started, Lin Ming's face look changes was pale and bloodless. He shivered and couldn't stop coughing blood.

Time and time again.

Sheng Mei knows that Lin Ming coughs out the essence of blood.

Although the soul is weak, Lin Ming's body is still strong and he can make blood at this time, but the soul is not enough to control such a powerful body and cannot withstand the power of excessive blood, so under the body's self-protection . He would cough out the blood.

If he goes on like this, he will no doubt lose his body and blood and die.

Looking at the scarlet blood drops, Shengmei felt extremely dazzling.

She saw Lin Ming meet his old friend again, or that he found it by his own initiative.

That's an old man, weathered, and covered with injuries.

She saw Lin Ming rescued a little girl.

The little girl's eyes are pure. It was the only kind-hearted girl who dared to give Lin Ming a sip of water when Lin Ming's body fell to the ground because of her incomparable weakness.

She saw Lin Ming only dealing with a few mortals. But because of his own body injury, the blood flow is not stop ...

The once powerful genius has become so cowardly.

She saw that Lin Ming finally said goodbye to these people and left alone. His physical already is too poor, and his steps are faltering.

Sometimes he suddenly becomes weak and falls to the ground.

His shirt is broken, unkempt, and downcast like a beggar.

He wants to walk into a city, but in that time of barrenness. The soldiers who defended the city identified him as a refugee and bombed him out.

He didn't say anything, nor did he guard that.

He just dragged his lonely back and left silently. Under the setting sun, his thin and thin figure, like a needle, pierced into the heart of beauty ...

Strangely, Shengmei felt that everything around her was blurred. She remembered what Lin Ming had said to herself when he came to Soul Realm to find himself before the outbreak of the human race.

"I remember ... When I was a mortal, an old man warned me not to stubbornly practice martial arts. I didn't want to spend my whole life in bed, and my answer was ... Martial Dao is like a flame, The martial arts person was burned by the flames, and the pain and danger were countless. Those who could not persist were reduced to ashes, and those who persisted were reborn in the fire, even if I was just a weak moth. Don't hesitate to rush into this flame, to fight for the opportunity of Nirvana that is one millionth of hope ... "

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"I'm not Sealed God Tian Zun . It belongs to me. I will go by myself. I will not regret the choices I make!"

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"If life is just like the first time I see, it will be gloomy and prosperous, but I will look back, but I will only pass by. I only fight in the red dust, even if it is a spray, but also bravely Xiangqian | forward ..."

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Sheng Mei knows deeply that Lin Ming has the heart of Martial Dao that he insists on and cannot be shaken.

At that time, Shengmei once persuaded him to give up the idea of ​​saving the human race. After all, at that time, there was only Lin Ming in the Saint Lord period. No matter from which aspect, he was in the tsunami that could sweep the world Trivial, not even a small wave.

Once the human race perishes, Lin Ming, who is so weak, will lose his protection. He will follow the waves in the endless storm and will probably be destroyed directly.

But Lin Ming never gave up, he came to the soul world alone, and in almost impossible situation, he searched for the alliance of the soul clan.

Then he turned to Taikoo Shenyu again, and for a slim hope, went to Taikoo Shenyu to find the way to save the world ...

But such a person, now, Shengmei can only see his lonely back, and the layers of scarlet blood ...

What a change ...

Sheng Mei's heart is shaking.

Without going through Lin Ming's own experience, she can never imagine the extent of these sufferings.

"All these years, has he died ..."

Everything in front of you, already is the scene seven thousand years ago, and no matter how, seeing Lin Ming's physical condition, he can not persist for so long.

Next, it seems to confirm Sheng Mei's speculation.

Sheng Mei saw Lin Ming go to a mountain valley retreat.

Sheng Mei was surprised to see that when life already was completely desperate, Lin Ming started to work out. His weak soul couldn't bear the strength of his blood and cultivation level, so Lin Ming simply lowered cultivation level, To the extent that his soul power can carry!

This will undoubtedly greatly shorten his life and make him more painful in the last years of his life.

But he did it without hesitation.

He seems to want to stand up and become a butterfly!

How is this possible!

Sheng Mei shook her head, impossible, the soul is so weak, the fire of life is like a candle in the wind, I am afraid that San Gong will not come to the end, Lin Ming will die!

Everything is over, maybe the images I can still see are only a few years away. This canyon is the final grave of Lin Ming.

All this proves that some of the insignificant hopes that he placed on Lin Ming in the past were actually just the psychological comfort provided by Shengmei. A miracle can be born in Lin Ming, but all that he longs for is not a miracle, but a impossible.

She saw that Lin Ming in San Gong and the blue tendons on his forehead bulged one by one, and each of his pores began to spray fine blood and blood mist.

You can imagine the pain.

However, at this moment, Lin Ming doesn't say a scream, even his expression is as firm as iron, without the slightest hesitation and distortion.

He suffered such pains only because of him—will not yield!

Even if already is a dead end ahead!

Sheng Mei really can't bear to look at it again, she can expect the next result at already ...

Time passes. In the endless pain, Lin Ming gritted his teeth and supported.

One year, two years ...

Lin Ming, whose body is completely broken, even clenched his teeth for so long. Generally martial artist, the pain is painful.

But Lin Ming's will is too strong.

In the past two years, the blood already overflowing from his body has stained the entire cave, and the sloping rocks are covered with solidified plasma.

I do n’t know how many times Shengmei saw Lin Ming lying on the ground and retched, saw Lin Ming hanging blood bead on his forehead, and bit his lip. His ten fingers, including his toes, were deeply embedded in the rocks In, mix this plasma.

However, he still does not give up, there is an unyielding energy in his bones!

Sheng Mei sighed softly, both eyes already was confused ...

I'm not sleeping today, see how much you can write

... to be continued. 118

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