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Chapter 1470: Three Desolations Step Through That Door (Second Update)
"Big flowers are good."
"Hello little flower!"
"The big flowers are beautiful!"
"Little Hua is even more beautiful. You have never seen Xiao Hua's cry, that hair, that figure... perfect!"
"Xiaohua is a male dog..." Big Dog Minglong gave the bald-haired crane a weird look, and couldn't help but say this.
The bald crane was silent, and a touch of melancholy gradually appeared on its face. After a long time, it sighed, and a feeling that seemed to be a trick of fate or fate appeared on its body.
Shaking his head, the bald-haired crane walked towards the shore, but just as it stepped out half of its foot and was about to fall, its whole body stopped suddenly.
It didn't know why, but at this moment, when it was about to leave the ship, it felt a tingling pain in its heart, as if as long as it took this step, it would lose some people and people it didn't want to lose. thing.
In the silence, under the surprised gaze of the big dog, the bald-haired crane turned around and looked at Su Ming blankly. What it saw was the weathered face raised under the bamboo hat, and the gentleness on that face. Smile.
That smile seemed to be able to see through the years and nothingness, with a feeling that made the Bald-haired Crane feel unknown in his heart. At this moment, thunder and lightning passed through his mind, making him... seem to remember something.
Lowering its head, the bald crane looked at the Wangchuan River. Gradually, it saw a bald crane transforming into a crane god in a certain tribe in the river, and then met a young man named Su Ming.
It saw that bald crane turning into a colorful bird in the sky, and saw it and that young man in the Shenyuan Xinghai, in the Sanhuang Great Realm, and in the dark morning against the saint...
The scene in the river was finally fixed at this moment, on the boat, half about to step out of the boat.
"Boss, what's the matter with you, come on, we made an appointment to be here together to dominate the wind and clouds, delicious food and spicy food." Minglong Dagou seemed to have noticed it, with an anxious expression on his face, and he opened his mouth quickly.
The Bald-haired Crane was silent, seemingly not hearing the voice of the Dark Dragon Dog. He raised his gaze from the Wangchuan River and landed on the old Su Ming again, meeting Su Ming's eyes.
"Let's go, take that step, in the world on the other side, you will be happier than here." Su Ming said softly.
The bald crane remained silent.
The Nether Dragon Dog was even more anxious. It had never seen such an expression on the Bald Crane. It was reluctance, hesitation, and there seemed to be a hint of determination.
This kind of seriousness seems to have never appeared in Bald Crane, but now, the Dark Dragon Dog... saw it with his own eyes.
It was afraid. It was worried that the Bald-haired Crane would not come. In its anxiety, it swayed and rushed to the bow of the ship. However, there seemed to be an invisible barrier between the shore and the ship. When it came, this barrier blocked its body.
"In my memory, there are a few people who are very kind to me, but there has never been anyone who made me experience friendship like you..."
"In my memory, you are not the master, you are my friend."
"In my memory, following you allows me not to think about the confusion that often appears in my mind. It also makes me unwilling to wake up my memory. I just hope that this heartless life can last for a long, long time... "
"In my memory, you are the incarnation of the crystal. You can conjure the magical power of the crystal out of thin air, which is what I dream of...Why should I leave?" Bald-haired Crane looked at Su Ming and retracted his raised foot. , stepping firmly on the wood of the boat.
"So what if it's destroyed? It's Grandma He's fault. I won't leave even if I say nothing!!" The bald crane sat aside angrily, his bald body looking very angry at the moment.
"No matter what, I won't leave no matter what!"
"Really not leaving?" Su Ming was silent for a long time, looked at the bald crane, and spoke softly.
"The fake one won't leave!" Bald-haired Crane glared at Su Ming and said angrily.
Su Ming sighed softly and looked at the bald crane. After a long time, he smiled dumbly and nodded.
"Then, just watch the destruction of Sang Xiang with me." Su Ming said, shaking the oar, and as the ship went away, the big ghost dragon dog on the shore showed sadness.
"Da Ming, why are you crying, Grandma He? It's not like I won't come back. Wait for me. When I come back, let's search for all the crystals here!" The bald crane stood on the bow, facing the gradually blurred shore. Bian Minglong spoke loudly.
Minglong heard the sound of the bald crane and looked blankly, not noticing that behind it, a woman in white clothes appeared. The woman stood there silently, like a small white flower.
Under the wooden house, apart from Su Ming, there is another figure, that is the Bald Crane. However, when it is not quiet, it always appears around. Even if it is really bored, it will circle around the wooden house. He walked around until he was extremely exhausted, and then he lay down next to Su Ming. His bald hair did not seem to have a certain charm.
Su Ming looked at the bald crane. His smile was much brighter than it had been a hundred years before. He seemed to have become accustomed to the company of the bald crane, to the bald crane's persistence in crystal stones, and to the fact that there were always people around him. Such a friend who sometimes makes him helpless.
Time passed, and the last 20 years of the two decades finally passed by for 19 years. In the winter of this last year, the land was still covered with ice and snow. Su Ming waited for his last person.
Barbarians!
One hundred thousand barbarian tribesmen came here silently in the ice and snow. The 10 people stood silently outside the wooden house, silently looking at Su Ming. Su Ming was familiar with the few people at the head, especially Nangong Hen. The leader of the Ming Clan, he stared blankly at Su Ming under the wooden house, his expression a little confused.
"You are here." Su Ming spoke softly and stood up. The moment he stood up, a hundred thousand barbarians knelt down and worshiped.
"Greetings to the Barbarian God!" The voice spread all around and into the River of Forgetfulness. It seemed that it could be heard clearly even on the other side of the river. During the turn, Su Ming looked at them. This was the last group of people he had to wait for. .
After sending these people away, he has no regrets, and no longer cares about these three famines. He can use all means to gain that glimmer of life for himself.
As soon as he flicked his big sleeve, a gentle wind roared up, sweeping around, enveloping these [-] barbarian tribesmen, and got entangled in Su Ming's sleeves. He took a step forward, and Su Ming stood on the boat. Above, the bald crane hurriedly followed, and almost as soon as it stepped into the boat, the boat sped away on its own.
In what seemed like a breath of time, as if it had passed from winter to spring, the boat approached the other shore. With a flick of Su Ming's sleeve, a hundred thousand barbarian tribesmen appeared on the other shore.
They looked at Su Ming blankly, no one said anything, but the reluctance in their eyes was so strong that even spring had autumn wounds.
"In this world, you...take care!" Su Ming looked at them, clasped his hands in his fists, and bowed deeply to the [-] barbarians. With this bow, he was paying homage to the tribesmen as a barbarian god.
At this time of worship, the spring breeze fell and the autumn wind rose, causing a hazy fog to rise between the boat and the other shore.
"Send it off!" Nangong Hen suddenly shouted in silence.
"Barbarian God!" One hundred thousand barbarians knelt down and bowed in unison. This bow... made Su Ming raise his head. Until his boat was far away, he could still see the one hundred thousand barbarians in the hazy place who couldn't afford to bow before him.
The autumn wind carries the boats. In Su Ming's case, it carries hundreds of thousands of barbarians. But among the barbarians, it carries their barbarian gods. There is no need to distinguish who is sending whom, because this parting autumn feeling comes from the other side. Walked in the middle of the spring, and walked into the middle of winter as the boat went away.
When they arrived outside the wooden house, it was still a world of ice and snow, but this time after Su Ming got off the boat, when the bald crane was on the shore, he looked back and saw that the boat had sunk and fell into the Wangchuan River. Perhaps One day in the future, this boat will float, and Su Ming will become his own ferryman... taking him to the other world represented by the other side.
With a free and easy smile, he flicked his sleeves lightly, the ice and snow in the sky stopped in nothingness for an instant, and everything in this world became silent at this moment, because there was no one Su Ming was waiting for here, because Su Ming, he had also arrived The moment to wake up.
After walking through the steps of the wooden house, he walked under the eaves and walked to the door of the wooden house. The wooden door that Su Ming had never opened in his two decades was now in front of him. After pushing it, it slowly opened.
The threshold that had never been crossed before was now the first time, as Su Ming raised his steps and stepped in.
The bald crane looked a little sad, but now he seemed to have buried that sadness deep in his heart, and continued to look careless as he followed Su Ming into the wooden house.
Outside the wooden house, the world is quiet, but inside the wooden house, the world is empty.
Like a whirlpool, like a reincarnation, this wooden house seemed to be a point in the world. As Su Ming and Bald Crane stepped in, and as the door of the wooden house slowly closed, the world outside the wooden house became at this moment. The illusion gradually blurred and gradually dissipated, until it became nothingness and turned into the starry sky.
That is... Daochen Realm!
As for the Wangchuan River, it has become a Tianhe that goes straight into the distance in the starry sky. On the other side of the river that day, there is a huge whirlpool. This whirlpool has filled the entire Daochen Realm and is gradually shrinking at this moment. , you can still vaguely see that there seems to be another world in the whirlpool.
And that wooden house, in this twilight, slowly turned into... the Ninth Front Sect!
Su Ming opened his eyes!
Two decades of time seemed to have passed just between closing and opening Su Ming's eyes. He lowered his head, his left hand was the memory fireworks of his past life, and in the palm of his right hand, what was transformed into the darkness of this life. Ups and downs...
"Back..." Su Ming raised his head.
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