Pursuit of the Truth Chapter 585: Heaven, earth!

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The setting sun disappears in the west, and the golden dusk gradually disappears. With the darkness of sky, the little stars outline the starry sky in Su Ming ’s memory, and the bright moon is even more impressive. Looking at it, I couldn't help thinking about homesickness.

How can people in their hometowns go homesick, Su Ming does n’t know, he just knows, on the first night back to Wushan, he looked at the moon, and he still missed it.

Seeing grandfather, seeing Lei Chen, seeing everyone in the memory, Su Ming ’s heart gradually calmed down, the grass and trees here are so familiar, everything here is in his burial heart , Never forget.

Bei Ling still cares about him coldly indifferent, Chen Xin still cares about him. The house that belongs to Su Ming, spotless and clean, is the silent care of Chen Xin.

Maybe, this is love, or maybe it has nothing to do with love. Chen Xin may have liked Su Ming, but perhaps she prefers it to Bei Ling.

Wu La's contempt, this not-so-beautiful girl, fell in her arms in memory, murmured the name Mo Su, her beauty exceeded all, and the deep imprint was in the heart of Su Ming So that he cannot forget.

Now I see again that Su Ming has only a warm heart and nothing else.

The heartfelt laughter of Lei Chen, the vows spoken, let Su Ming deeply feel the kind of warmth among brothers, all this, he would not believe it at all, it is false.

The kindness of grandfather, the warm embrace, also made Su Ming would rather believe that, last night, he had a dream, a irrelevant wind and moon, with blood, with time and cruel dream.

Now, perhaps, it is awake.

Su Ming was sitting outside his house, raise the head looked at the moon of sky, and the dinner at Lei Chen reminded him a lot ...

The tribes at night, with few lights, are quiet all around, tonight ... no wind.

However, there were so many whimpering chicks that whirled around this night. It was the tribesmen in the tribe, playing the song, this song Su Ming is unforgettable.

"Maybe, not three days, maybe, yesterday was a dream or maybe ... I can stay in Wushan all the time." Su Ming murmured, Lei Chen was not with him, he was reprimanded by his mother at night , Stayed at home and had to pretend to sleep.

Su Ming silently looked at the month of sky and listened to the death song, like ... I did n’t know that I was a guest in my dream.

He suddenly wanted to take a look, maybe he did n’t know his Bai Ling (White Spirit) at this time!

Thinking of Bai Ling (White Spirit), Su Ming felt a tingle in her heart. The lost agreement will last forever. When you look back, you can only hear a sigh and not see each other.

Su Ming stood up and walked towards the gate of the tribe, but the moment he walked to the gate of the tribe to go out, his footsteps stopped, because in front of him, a figure came in the darkness.

"Who are you!" The eerie voice from this figure "gradually walked out of the shadow and came to moonlight, he is exactly Shan Hen!

His both eyes appeared cold and stared at Su Ming. At the moment of to open mouth, there was a slight fluctuation in his right hand, as if to condense a knife.

"You are not Su Ming, you can cheat others, but you can't cheat me. Every time Su Ming looks at me, it's different from yours." Shan Hen stares at Su Ming, Shen Sheng to open mouth.

Su Ming silently looked at Shan Hen, the tribesmen elder who was killed by his own hands in his memory.

"I am Su Ming." Su Ming whispered to open mouth and walked forward. Shan Hen's expression changed, and his right hand was suddenly raised, but at the moment when his right hand was raised, Su Ming walked past him gently. , Shan Hen was shocked all over, and the raised right hand could not be put down. At that moment, at the moment when Su Ming walked past him at a speed beyond his eyes, he felt a powerful wave that made him suffocate .

The fluctuations are very weak, only half spread, and only he can feel it. The breath is strong. In Shan Hen, it surpasses all the Barbarian Clan he has seen, and even surpasses Awakened!

He has a strong feeling that the other party can destroy himself with just one thought. He can destroy this tribe and this earth!

In this horror, Shan Hen was soaked with sweat all over his body. After a long time, he turned back slowly, and he could no longer see the figure of Su Ming.

Su Ming walked on the road in the mountains. In the middle of the night, his pace was not fast, step by step, toward the tribe where Bai Ling (White Spirit) is located.

Walking and walking, Su Ming stopped, he hesitated, looked at Wushan in the night, suddenly raised his right hand, put it to his mouth, and blew a whistle.

The sound of the whistle whirls and gradually disappears into the night. Su Ming waits silently until half an hour later, suddenly, in the distant jungle, there is a fiery red figure galloping away

With this figure, there is also a cheerful hissing, that fiery red, it is ... Little Red!

It came galloping, and soon appeared in front of Su Ming, with an excited look, after dancing around the Su Ming for a few laps, sitting on the shoulder of Su Ming with a buttocks, clawed towards the hair of Su Ming, Constantly fiddle.

"Little Red ..." Su Ming looked at the little monkey on his shoulder, letting it play with his hair, and raised his hand to touch it gently, with a complex and complex smile on his face.

"We, meet again ..."

Little Red hissed a few times, and he did indeed meet again. He stared at both eyes and gestured towards Su Ming for a long time, expressing a very angry meaning. It seemed to be complaining about Su Ming. It did n’t appear for a long time.

The final Little Red gesture is three fingers. Su Ming knows that this means three days, or three months, or three years, thirty years, or even longer ...

Specifically, only this Little Red knows.

Touching the hair on Little Red, Su Ming took a big step and turned into a Changhong straight to the Bai Ling (White Spirit) tribe. Before long, a huge fence of Wulong Tribe appeared in front of him.

There are also long spear standing upright on the fence, that is the guardian of this tribe.

Su Ming looked at Wulong Tribe. He walked over. No one was aware of his arrival until he was in this tribe, and in the dispersal of his consciousness, he found the figure that hurt his heart.

That's Bai Ling (White Spirit)'s house. In this dark night, Bai Ling (White Spirit) has fallen asleep, and her beautiful cheeks show quietness. It seems a little different from her with her wild eyes.

Su Ming silently stood by the bed of Bai Ling (White Spirit), looking at this beautiful woman, looking at the smile on the corner of her mouth in a deep sleep, and wondering what good dream she had.

The heart of Su Ming is very painful. The scenes in his memory emerged between him and Bai Ling (White Spirit). The encounter of Blood Moon, the circling of snowy night, the whispering in a low voice, telling each other ’s stories, also At the last moment, the white head in the snowflake ...

Until the appointment that Su Ming could n’t do, all of this turned into a sadness at the moment, and filled in the heart of Su Ming, he stared at Bai Ling (White Spirit), watching the deep imprint The woman in his heart, this first love of his life.

"Ling'er ... I'm back ..." Su Ming whispered softly, with soft eyes in his eyes, raised his hand, and gently touched Bai Ling (White Spirit)'s face, his movements were very gentle, but he His hand was about to touch the cheek of Bai Ling (White Spirit), and both eyes of Bai Ling (White Spirit) opened.

She looked at Su Ming and was very quiet. The wildness in her eyes was a firework that Su Ming could not forget.

The hand of Su Ming was a meal, but it was only a meal, and he did not hesitate to touch the face of Bai Ling (White Spirit), which was a bit cold and very soft, making Su Ming softer.

Bai Ling (White Spirit) did not dodge, but opened his eyes wide and looked at Su Ming, completely stunned there.

Until Su Ming raised his hand, the softness in his eyes remained the same. After taking a deep look at Bai Ling (White Spirit), he stood up, turned his head and left.

"Who ... who are you ..." Behind him, there was a weak voice in Bai Ling (White Spirit)'s fear.

"Su Ming." Su Ming walked toward the door of the house, and the moment he touched Bai Ling (White Spirit), the coldness from Bai Ling (White Spirit)'s face made him feel bitter and understood a lot.

Here, it's untrue, here ... it's false, here is the old man who is suffering, what he said is a creation, this is an illusory world created around the memory of Su Ming.

Here, it is a Domain ...

Because in this hot season, the coldness of Bai Ling (White Spirit)'s face is in the memory of Su Ming, and the feeling in the last snow is all unreal.

This three-day creation is to let him understand the existence of destiny in the world of Su Ming ... you can go unbelief, you can think that the Wushan in the memory is false, as long as you take action, here All familiar people, grandfather, Lei Chen, Bei Ling, Wu La, Chen Xin, Bai Ling (White Spirit) and so on, kill all!

As long as you can take action, you can naturally see that after everyone was killed by your own hands, there was a look. At that time, you can see whether this is true or false. At that time, You can also do it, reversing Wushan and completely forgetting it. From then on, there is no connection at all, and it will no longer affect your mood.

Regardless of the future, whether someone will use the Wushan game to do anything.

As long as you can choose to shoot, everything ... will disappear, everything, like a real awakening, smashes what you think is unbelief, this world, and the people behind you who fool your fate.

If you believe it, then you must have the determination to bear it. Since then, due to Wushan, a series of difficulties, a series of sorrow and parting ...

Whatever you choose, this will be a short Completion. In this Completion, you can let Su Ming, at the end of the bone sacrifice realm, take a half step and take the road to Barbarian Soul.

Because of this Completion, it can be turned into a perseverance, so that Su Ming will not be confused when it enters Barbarian Soul, making it more successful.

"Why do I think you ... are so familiar ..." The voice of Bai Ling (White Spirit) passed into Su Ming's ear, and behind him, Bai Ling (White Spirit) sat up, she stared at Su Ming staring.

"Don't go ..." She whispered to open mouth and walked off the bed, snuggling gently on his back behind Su Ming.

The starlight penetrates leather tent, dimly falling, blending in with moonlight, indistinguishable from the moon and stars, from the awakening of dreams, from the shining, from the sad, from the missed, and from what. It's even harder to tell who is crying.

It ’s like a wind and moon in a fleeting year, and I ca n’t take away the company of this life outside of a dream awakening. I am so attached ...

Fourth, there are no fights in these four chapters. The writeable ones are much more tired than the fights. Tomorrow, continue to erupt. Let me see if I can write five more tomorrow! !

(To be continued)