Beseech The Devil

    It has been two months since the contact with the tribe Man Cultivator here. Su Ming still chose to stay here, tempered Southerner Pill throughout the day, making his injury slowly progressing.

    At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged in the cave. After swallowing Southerner Pill, he was meditating silently. There were only 243 blood veins on his body, leaving only ten faint, and the rest were all full of vitality.

    For more than a year, a large number of Southerner Pill finally gave him the serious injury and hidden dangers. He gradually calmed down for more than a year. He always remembered the tribe, remembered grandfather, remembered Little Red, and thought of Bai Ling.

    There is also Lei Chen.

    Su Ming doesn't know what the tribe is today. I don't know if Little Red is still playing at Wushan. I don't know if Bai Ling is still waiting after he has not fulfilled the agreement.

    Every time I think of this, Su Ming will be stinging in the heart, alone on the strange earth, watching the sky of the moon, he homesick, thinking that he does not want to believe in the grandfather who will die, and the familiarity of everything.

    The specific location of the home, he has no clue, the only thing that is known is the West Alliance area, the Fenzhen Tribe.

    But West Alliance and Southern lands, obviously have great distance, specific route, he has no answer.

    “I need a training map to West Alliance!”

    "And, to make yourself stronger, you can have the strength to find a home…Only by making yourself stronger can you let the black robes call them a price! ”

    Over the past year or so, Su Ming has been thinking about the tribe and HeiShan's battle. There are many clues that he ignored at the time. These clues all point to the black robe.

    Su Ming opened his eyes, woke up from the setting, looked at the darkness around him, and felt a sense of loneliness. This feeling he had not learned to learn and adapt for more than a year.

    For a long time in the cave, Su Ming walked out silently. Outside the crack in the hole, he looked at the sky of the sky, surrounded by silence. He sat next to him, breathing a still slightly moist air and taking a fist from his arms. The bone loss, gently stroked on it.

    I don't know how long it took, except for Su Ming, the distortion that no one can hear, as if to circulate between the heavens and the earth, the sly voice reveals a sadness that has not been scattered for a long time.

    Su Ming doesn't play the undulating rhythm, there are some cracks on the skeleton, and it can't be blown out. It has been damaged. This voice, not played, but exists in Su Ming's heart, he holds the bone loss, and can hear the song in his heart with his eyes closed.

    This is the only place where he can accompany him. He listens to the sound that seems to exist in his ear. It seems that he can find familiarity from no stranger.

    Whenever you are lonely, you will remember the goodness that once was.

    Whenever you are alone, you will remember the joy of the past…

    For a long time, when Sky’s moon was the brightest, Su Ming closed his eyes and sat there. His body was covered with moonlight. Gradually, there was a phantom composed of only moonlight, floating from his body and surrounded by All around.

    Those phantoms are a Moon Wing Moon Wing is a Fire Barbarian Man-Elder's big divine ability. In exchange for the eternal life, it is changed by Barbarian God with the creation of a eternal life. The body has experienced the ages of the ages, and the power of the divine power has been reduced a lot, making their eternal life seem to have flaws.

    However, the battle with Bi Tu and the black robes is not enough to kill them. It is only the body that is destroyed. Their souls are still surrounded by Su Ming's, hidden in his body, under this moonlight. It appears that unless they encounter the Culture Fire Barbarian, outsiders can't see them.

    This point, Su Ming has no definite answer, is his clear comprehension with these Moon Wing's Soul.

    This is the biggest support of Su Ming, and he doesn't care if the teenager who was asked about the news two months ago will tell him about his existence.

    He does not want to kill for no reason, but if someone comes to find his trouble, he must be prepared to face death.

    When the moon of the sky gradually dissipated, and the dust of the dust loomed from the horizon, the sound of shouting shouted from the rain forest under the mountain, weak and weak.

    "senior……senior……"

    "Predecessors, I was wrong…senior……"

    Su Ming looks calm, this voice, he can hear almost every other day in these two months, this rainforest is very large, there are many mountains, looking for a person, not to mention a needle in a haystack, but not much.

    This voice belongs to the boy. Two months ago, when Su Ming left, he had already expected subsequent changes. The boy was nothing more than a choice between saying and not saying.

    To put it, it may cause the attention of its tribes, there will be strong looks, but this Vast Han forest is big, it is not easy to find someone, and if he wants to avoid it, he is looking for difficulties.

    The most important thing is that these people are asking for him, and the wisdom of the boy. If you are in such a position, you will not only benefit from it, but will bow out of Su Ming's dissatisfaction.

    The boy did not disappoint Su Ming. In the past two months, he has been alone and called Su Ming.

    Su Ming listened to the cry from the distance, did not pay attention, got up and returned to the cave, continued tempered Southerner Pill, tempered the body's injury.

    After a few more days, the voice slowly disappeared.

    Half a month later, when Su Ming's blood veins were only nine faint, he heard the faint sound coming from the rain forest again.

    "senior……senior……"

    The sound lasted for two days and continued. Su Ming opened his eyes from the entrance and his face was dark.

    "The same mistake, I won't make the second time…"Su Ming seems to think of something, walked out of the cave, put on the beast skin, and then swayed and darted toward the rain forest.

    In the rain forest, Fang Mu always has remorse on his face, more cautious and vigilant, holding a black bone blade in his hand. This knife emits a chill, which is what he used to defend himself.

    After all, it is a very dangerous thing for him to leave the tribe alone to come here. If he meets a hostile person, this knife can also play a role.

    As he galloped in the rainforest, he shouted over the days and repeated words.

    "senior……senior……"

    After a long time, he gasped and leaned against the big tree on the side, his face was quite helpless.

    "Is it impossible for the geek to leave? Otherwise, it will be almost three months. I should be able to hear my shouts…Hey, if he didn't leave, he wouldn't want to see me. ”Fang Mu sighed and looked bitter on his face. He looked around and gritted his teeth toward the front.

    "senior……You are not there! ”Seeing the sun is coming down the mountain, there is a bright moon phantom on the sky, Fang Mu looks sullen, shouting again to the sky.

    "It's here.

    "Fang Mu's voice just fell, and there was a cold word behind him. The words appeared too suddenly, and the Fang Mu was shocked. He got up and jumped forward, turning to show his vigilance while the knife in his hand. Already raised, when he saw the figure standing on a big branch behind him, he suddenly showed a surprise.

    "Predecessors, I am looking for you to find the hardships, this is three months."Fang Mu quickly put away the bone blade and excitedly looked at Su Ming's figure covered by the beast skin. After a few steps, he bowed to Su Ming.

    "Please save me from my predecessors, Yang Mu, who was concealed before. Actually, I am An Dong Tribe tribesmen. My father is An Dong Tribe Patriarch. As long as the seniors can alleviate the injuries of the younger generation, the younger generation and the father must be rewarded.

    This knife is the gift of the younger generation to the previous concealment, but also the seniors to accept. ”This is called the teenager of Fang Mu. His look is very sincere. After paying a visit to Su Ming, he quickly handed out the black bone blade.

    The bone blade exudes a black mans, revealing a sigh of breath, apparently not a product, but a man-like Man Tool like a blood-splitting spear, which is extremely precious for small tribes.

    Su Ming eyes flash, through this young boy to send this knife, he is not difficult to guess, the three tribes who mastered Hanshan City, must be medium tribes, can never be a small department.

    Body Flash, Su Ming went to the Fang Mu, saw Fang mu one eye, took the black bone blade, did not move ran blood qi, but the body exists Moon Wing's Soul invisible and immediately make this bone b Lade Black Light Intense glittering, its chill instantly disappeared, the whole bone blade is a moment became red, like to be burned, a hot and fierce scattered.

    Let the trees around here seem to burn like a dry, like dry.

    That hot face, let Fang Mu repeatedly retreat, look out shock, heart impeaches impeaches beating, he can not see Su Ming ' s cultivation, but know, even if it is the family of peers in the strong, also can't make this knife distributed so, only his ABBA such characters, When he gave this knife to him, he showed a similar startling effect, but it was not hot, but ice.

    "Is it wrong…Could he be Awakened Realm! ”Fang Mu is dry and dry. He is very glad that he has not told anyone about this, but he came alone. Otherwise, it will cause dissatisfaction to this person, and the consequences will be very serious.

    Su Ming ' s look Fang Mu see, and increasingly feel its mysterious, at this time, Su Ming left-handed fierce lift, to the lightning, will be two grain of stone in that Fang Mu not see, then press into its mouth, blood qi slightly move, will this two grain of medicine stone scattered, make Fang Mu Even shape did not feel, the mouth has a heat flow into the body.

    "Give you the time to remember this medicinal herb, come next time, take thousands of treatments for injury! In addition, I don't like someone to snoop, only once! ”Su Ming's words are calm, but there is a hoarse sullenness. With a bone blade in his right hand, the bark of a big tree is falling off immediately. The shape of a herb appears on the surface. It is exactly the refine Mountain Spirit Pill Su. Ming's lack of herbal medicine, Gathering Cloud Leaf!

    Then he ignored the Fang Mu, but got up and walked toward the air. At the foot of it was Moon Wing's invisible soul. Stepping on the Moon Wing's Soul, Su Ming went away.

    The Moon Wing's Soul at his feet couldn't see it. At that Fang Mu, Su Ming's whole person seemed to go out into the sky out of thin air, which made him wide-eyed and took a breath.

    "Is it Awakened…"For a long time, he only reacted, but he soon remembered the last half of Su Ming's departure. After a moment of sighing, he immediately looked around, but saw a strong figure in the rain forest.

    "Abba!"Fang Mu blinked and was very surprised.

    The man was wearing a blue robes, and his look went to Fang Mu and looked at the direction of Su Ming's departure, frowning.

    "Is the injury improved?"He screamed to open mouth.

    Fang Mu felt awkwardly and quickly felt the injury in the body. He found that he really improved again and nodded immediately.

    "Abba, have you been following me, the predecessors can find you, can it be that really Awakened?"

    "No."His blood qi has…"The big man frowned, not waiting to finish, suddenly the Gathering Cloud Leaf pattern on the trunk next to it slowly turned into disdain and scattered. This is the power of Su Ming Minute Subtlety's power, and he has done a very good job for every wire.

    "It’s just fifteen…This is Awakened Minute Subtlety! ! ”That big boy’s eyes are fierce.

    "When it's over, I haven't remembered how this herb looks!"Fang Mu on the side immediately had an anxiety.

    "That is Gathering Cloud Leaf, I will help you get it. This person, you remember to be respectful, can not be offended by words, see him as an elder in the family, he may be your creation. ”The great man breathes deeply, although there is still doubt, but there are seven or eighty percent of believe, back to the seriousness of picking up.