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Chapter 185 The wind blows and the cold weather wakes up!
On Yanchi Peak, the old woman's dim eyes flickered. She looked behind the Hanshan bell, and then looked at the stone pillars under the Hanshan chain that were being stared at by countless people in surprise.
Yan Luan, who was beside the old woman, now had an unbelievable look on her face, and had the same guess as everyone else.
"Could it be...Could it be that he really didn't die! Otherwise, how could this stone pillar not fall!"
The old woman was silent, she looked at those stone pillars, and frowned. This matter, which made her rarely understand.
The night was covered by dark clouds, and the moonlight was difficult to fully shine, so that although the earth was not completely dark, it was still a bit dim and blurry, and the Hanshan chain in midair was still shaking in the wind, and the few Hanshan pillars were still standing There, there was no sign of sinking.
The sound of heavy breathing gradually increased in Hanshan City, and everyone, including those who had already left, were all staring at each other at this moment.
An indescribable feeling, like the tranquility before the storm, is suppressed in the entire Hanshan Mountain. Everyone is at the end of their eyes, waiting for the figure that might really appear under the shaking iron chain.
Su Ming didn't know that there were so many people waiting for him to appear. He didn't even know that he had missed. Unlike what everyone saw, Su Ming's mind was not blurry at this moment. His consciousness was very clear. He was awake, but what he saw in front of him was completely different from everyone else!
What he saw was still the Hanshan chain swaying in the wind. What he saw was still half of his foot on the seventh section of the chain. What he saw was Lei Chen's shadow on his own. The tragic smile that collapsed and disappeared in front of him made Su Ming's heart tremble.
He couldn't tell whether this was his own fantasy or Lei Chen's fantasy, or whether it was real or fake. Although he knew that all of this was probably his imagination, but the appearance of Lei Chen, and His words made Su Ming feel an uncontrollable pain all over his body.
"Bury me with your own hands..." Su Ming murmured and remained silent for a long time. For a long time, he couldn't hear the thunder in the sky, the roar of the wind and rain, or the lightning.
He looked at the Hanshan chain. Suddenly, in his eyes, the chain no longer seemed to be connected horizontally, but vertically, as if the world had been turned upside down.
Silently raising his feet, Su Ming walked forward, but when he realized that he had only taken ten steps, mist suddenly condensed in front of him again, and Su Ming trembled.
The mist quickly condensed, and finally turned into a figure of a man. This man had no right arm and was wearing a green robe. He stood there blankly, as if he didn't know why he appeared here. After a brief period of confusion, something as sharp as the light of a sword arose.
But when he saw Su Ming, he was stunned for a moment. Then he frowned and his expression became gloomy.
"Beiling..." Su Ming murmured, staring blankly at the man in front of him who had obviously experienced vicissitudes of life, and an indescribable feeling grew in his heart.
"Who is your Excellency? Why did you attract Bei here...you...the aura on your body...have we seen before?" Beiling hesitated for a moment. The moment he saw the person in front of him, he felt extremely... A familiar feeling, this feeling seems unforgettable and seems to have existed in distant years.
"I am...Su Ming..." Su Ming was silent for a long time and spoke in a low voice.
The moment he heard the two words Su Ming, Beiling's body shook violently. He stared at Su Ming with a look of disbelief and unimaginability, as if these two words meant too much to him. has an indelible impression.
Beiling was silent, and Su Ming didn't speak either. He couldn't tell whether it was true or false, and confusion occupied every corner of his body.
I don't know how much time passed, but Beiling suddenly sneered. He looked deeply at Su Ming, with a cold look in his eyes.
"When did most of the Miao people start to play with the art of illusory barbarism? Instead of transforming others, they transformed into the deceased Su... Ming... I don't care which of the Miao people you are, the first barbarian. , but you shouldn’t imagine Su Ming...
Su Ming is a member of my tribe in Beiling, and the heroic soul of my Wushan... You... are not worthy of imagining him! "Beiling's last words were almost roaring. His face was full of anger and sadness, as if a dust-covered scar had been untied. Beiling suddenly raised his left hand, and instantly behind him, there was a huge weapon. The phantom of the bow transformed, and this bow exuded a heaven-destroying aura. At the moment it appeared, if an invisible person pulled it open, wisps of black energy emitted from Beiling's body and condensed on it, forming a He picked up a black fog arrow. The moment he opened the bow, there was a buzzing roar, and the arrow roared out, leaving the string and heading straight for Su Ming.
"Beiling...brother..." Su Ming murmured. His consciousness was very clear. He knew that this was a lie...but even if it was a lie, he still wanted to see if Beiling would be the best after Beiling. When grandpa appears, will he appear, the woman with whom he has broken his promise?
The arrow that was speeding towards suddenly stopped in front of Su Ming, just like Lei Chen's punch.
"What... what did you... just say!" Beiling's expression became even more sad. He looked at Su Ming for a long time and closed his eyes.
"Thank you for letting me see Su Ming again... No matter what your intentions are for using this illusion, today, I thank you..." After a while, Beiling opened his eyes, his expression calmed down, and his eyes became gentle. He looked at Su Ming as if he were looking at his younger brother.
"Su Ming, take care..." Bei Ling turned around fiercely, with tears in his eyes, and his figure gradually walked away, faintly about to disappear in the world.
"Brother Beiling, Chenxin, are you okay..." At this moment, Su Ming forgot to constantly remind himself that all this was false. He watched Beiling go away, opened his mouth, and subconsciously asked.
Bei Ling's body trembled, his figure paused, and he turned around suddenly. His breathing seemed to be quickening, and he stared at Su Ming with confusion and hesitation in his expression.
Su Ming looked at Beiling, and suddenly raised his right hand and went deep into his arms. When he took it out, there was a black fragment in his hand. The fragment was surprisingly the piece left by him after the Wushan statue was broken into pieces!
"Even if all this is fake... Even if it's not true... Even so... Even so... So what!" Su Ming raised his head and held the fragment in his hand, letting Beiling see it.
The moment he saw the fragment, Beiling's body trembled violently, his expression showed shock, and he looked at Su Ming blankly.
"You...are really Su Ming..."
"I am." Su Ming said bitterly.
Beiling suddenly burst out laughing. The laughter was full of desolation and a kind of pain that Su Ming didn't understand.
"If you are Su Ming, why don't you come back!! Do you know how long we have been waiting for you...how long we have been waiting for you...Su Ming, Su Ming...you are not!" Beiling looked sad and turned around. Amidst the sad laughter, he gradually faded away, disappeared into the Hanshan chain, and disappeared from Su Ming's eyes.
Until Beiling's figure disappeared, Su Ming stood there, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes... He had no tears for a long time.
At this moment, the tears flowed down the cheeks, dripped on the Hanshan chain, dripped into the abyss, and disappeared without a trace.
"Hanshan Chain, what kind of chain are you? Why did such a scene happen? Do you want to tell me something..." Su Ming closed his eyes, and then slowly opened them after a long time, and moved forward silently. Go.
It is no longer important to walk on this iron chain now. Su Ming does not want to guess whether it is true or false at this moment. He does not even care whether it is dangerous or not. He wants to go and see. As he walks, he can still see To whom...
Walking step by step, when the seventh section of the iron chain was nearly halfway through by Su Ming, he saw Wula, the head, and the mountain marks... until he saw the fog in front of him condense, and appeared The back of a gray-haired old man.
"Grandpa..." Su Ming's heart ached. The moment the old man turned around, and when he was about to see clearly, his eyes suddenly blurred, and the sound of swords swirled in his mind. At the same time, there was another sound. Daodao kept attacking his mind with anxious spiritual thoughts. This spiritual thought came from Zefeng who was awakened by the death crisis.
"Master!! Master, wake up quickly!!"
"Master! You, you, if you don't wake up, we will die together, your grandma, you who killed a thousand swords, why don't you wake up!!
If you want to die, you should let me go before you die, I... I..." He Feng was already in a frenzy, and his divine sense roared anxiously.
The energy and blood in Su Ming's body didn't move at all at the moment, as if being suppressed, but in the opened flesh and blood vein, the small blue sword hidden inside made a buzzing sound that only he could hear. The sound of humming became more and more intense, stimulating Su Ming's mind and causing him to wake up from the crisis of falling.
The moment he woke up, a crisis of death suddenly emerged in his heart, dispersing everything in front of him. The world he looked at became fragments. After it dissipated, what was revealed in front of Su Ming was endless darkness and himself. A body that is falling rapidly.
He really woke up.
In a moment of clarity, Su Ming suddenly understood that whether the scene before him was true or false, in fact, it was the process of him falling from the chain when he was walking on the seventh section of the chain. Here, the image remains in my mind.
"Have you failed... I haven't seen grandpa yet!!" Su Ming's body was sinking rapidly. The abyss was very long. He could feel the wind roaring around him, and his body was rapidly approaching downwards.
Zefeng roared anxiously and fearfully, and the sound of swords echoed in his mind like thunder.
"No wonder those who break through this chain fail and rarely survive... This Hanshan Chain is very strange. It can suppress the energy and blood and make people unconscious and unconscious. The only outcome is death. The reason why it is difficult for others to save them is obviously here. The suppression of Qi and blood is for everyone. In Hefeng's time, in addition to Han Feizi's preparation, there was also luck." Su Ming calmed down and fell quickly. Although he didn't know how far away the bottom was, The force of this impact and the increasingly intense crisis were enough to tell Su Ming that the time limit for death was quickly approaching.
(End of this chapter)