Beseech The Devil

    But after passing through the group of children around Wu La, Shan Hen's gloomy atmosphere disappeared, his expression did not change, but he took out some beautifully carved bones from his arms and handed them to the children. A happy cheer.

    Su Ming saw that Shan Hen smiled. The smile was very weak, even though it was only a moment, but Su Ming saw that Shan Hen's mouth, at that moment, had a happy smile.

    As the leader, the leader of the Wushan Tribe hunting, he must be coldly indifferent, must be scared, his malevolent aura and bloody must be the most one, only then, he can shock the External Race, shocking In the small, to protect…his home!

    In front of the world, the world is gradually clear. This kind of clarity is Su Ming’s inner feelings, not the bone eyes, because it is clear, the sound in the ear is gradually no longer blurred, Su Ming stands there, he looks down and looks When I got to my body, it was a young man's body.

    "Lasu Brother!!"When Su Ming looked at his body, Tong Tong had some anxious voice in his ear. When he looked at the head, he saw Tong Tong pouting at the moment, his look was very depressed.

    "You are swearing, I have found you, you pretend not to hear, hey, I am not playing with you."This little girl is obviously very angry. At this moment, she grins and ignores Su Ming. She is holding the doll and running towards the distance. Behind her, Pippi quickly follows, hopping, with her Master is gone.

    "Three days of creation…Tell me, I can be here…In my home, live for three days. ”Su Ming closed his eyes, but after a few moments he immediately opened, because he did not want to waste the eyes closed time, he had to use all the time to firmly remember all of this.

    Really good, fake or not…

    "Here, it is my home."Su Ming took a big step and walked quickly, he wanted to see his grandfather. This feeling expanded in his heart infinitely, until it filled all his body and mind.

    He walked past Lei Chen, and Lei Chen shrugged his head, letting his mother reprimand, and saw Su Ming walking past, and also made a face to Su Ming, a helpless look.

    But this expression is somehow seen by his mother, and it is even more angry. Grab Lei Chen's ear directly. Started another round of reprimands.

    Su Ming walked past Wu La and the group of children, and his arrival made these children happy. When Tongan brother was shouting, Tong Tong, who had just arrived, was screaming at his face. A face is dissatisfied and squatting beside.

    "Rousseau brother is swearing, obviously saying good, but not playing."

    As for the Wu La, there was a hint of contempt in the look, and Su Ming was not taken care of. All of this Su Ming didn't care. He smiled at the children, and in the heart of his anxiety, he walked straight. Until he stood outside a house, this is where grandfather lives.

    He stood at the door and raised his right hand, but he…I dare not open the curtain, he is afraid, afraid that all this is just a dream, all this is fake. When I opened the leather tent, I saw a nothingness and saw that it was empty.

    His body is shaking, he…Afraid

    "Is it a small Su Ming? What are you doing outside?" Why don't you come in. ”In Su Ming's fear and suffering, his ears echoed the familiarity that came out of the house. Let Su Ming suddenly have a red-eyed voice.

    The voice, like the gentleness and kindness in memory, the voice is like the kindness in memory, like the elders, so Su Ming can't help it anymore, he picks up the leather tent and sees it. ……Sitting cross-legged, smiling at him…grandfather Mo Sang!

    The wrinkles on the face of grandfather are unforgettable by Su Ming. The whitening of his hair is the trace that Su Ming will not wear out in his life. The soft voice, the familiar atmosphere, all this kind, let Su Ming see it. In the blink of a moment of grandfather, his tears flowed out.

    At this time, he is not a murderous killer, not the head of the earth that caused the Heavenly Gate to collapse, not the worship of Ming Clan, nor the years of going out, learning to be cold, learning the fate of forbearance, but… …A wanderer who left his hometown for many years and finally came back and looked at his loved ones.

    "grandfather !!"Su Ming's body at the moment is a teenager. He shed tears and ran to the grandfather, hugged Mo Sang, and the tears could not stop flowing.

    "grandfather, I miss you…I……I miss the tribe, I miss everything here, grandfather…"

    How many years of bitterness, how many years of missing, how many years of crying, and that false judgment, these, Su Ming does not care, he does not want to think, his only thought at the moment is to hold grandfather I don’t want to let go, here is his warmest place in this life, this is…It is his loved one, his home.

    Even if it is fake, even if it does not exist, Su Ming does not want to think about it. He tells himself that this is true, this warmth is also true, everything here is true.

    Mo Sang glanced at Su Ming, who was holding her tears, to reveal the meaning of the question, but did not say anything, but patted Su Ming's back, the smile on her face was more kind.

    "Little Ras, how to cry, this is not like you, come, tell grandfather, who is bullying you, grandfather gives you support!"

    At this moment, Su Ming has a thousand words, but he can't say it. At this moment, he can tell grandfather, how many years have he been, he is not willing to break this warmth, this is only three days of warmth, he cherishes it. .

    A deep exhaustion, Su Ming's heart, but he did not want to sleep, because he did not give up, after a long time, he wiped away the tears, slowly loosened the grandfather, looked at the ratio Young people who are younger in memory, Su Ming whispered to open mouth.

    "grandfather, nothing, I have a dream."

    "What dream? Let my family's little Rassu be so scared, crying like grandfather like a few years ago. ”Grandfather smiled kindly and touched Su Ming's head.

    "I dreamed that after a few years, the Horde would fight Black Mountain Tribe, I dreamed of the migration of the Horde, I am far away…I still dreamed that I was alone, wandering outside…"Su Ming murmured, talking about his experience, but the words were a lot shorter, but each word contained his life.

    With Su Ming's discourse, grandfather's look gradually became dignified from smile. Gradually, he looked at Su Ming for a long time, and for a long time, until Su Ming said the end of the dream, grandfather frowned.

    TrueFalse…" grandfather closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened half a mile, he looked at Su Ming.

    "This is a dream. Now that you are awake, don't care about everything in this dream. Grandfather can tell you that grandfather is real!"

    Su Ming nodded silently. He looked at the grandfather and had a lot of words to say that until the outside was getting late, until the grandfather's look seemed to be a bit tired.

    Su Ming gently stood up and bowed to the grandfather, with a disappointment, but this nostalgia, he walked out of the house.

    The sun sets and the soft sun shines over the earth, causing a shadow of the leather tent in the Wushan Tribe. It is the thread of the tribe's tribesmen preparing dinner, lingering toward the sky, with The sunset cloud blends, when people look at it, it is beautiful and beautiful.

    The warmth that never existed after leaving Wushan, now in Su Ming's heart, this warmth is different from Ninth Peak, Ninth Peak is kindness, friendship, is a teacher, and here…It is the taste of hometown.

    Looking at the tribesmen who were busy at the twilight in the tribe, watching the tribe's door open, the soldiers who went out hunting and back, watching all around, Su Ming suddenly couldn't tell.

    He can't tell the difference. Yesterday's self is a dream, or what it is today is a dream.

    Su Ming's standing there, until there was an arm, and he slammed it on his shoulder. Su Ming's subconscious boss eyes twitched, and his left hand raised a hand that grabbed the shoulder, and the body turned around. With his right hand pointing, with the cold light in the eyes, he went to the person behind him.

    This is almost his subconscious behavior, the instinct that he developed over the years. At the moment, Su Ming immediately forced it away, turned into a fist, and gently squatted on the shoulder of the man behind him.

    "Lei Chen !"This punch is a touch between brothers, a kind of miss.

    That shot to Su Ming's, it was Lei Chen, he laughed and let Su Ming's fist lie on himself, his look smug.

    "As for your little fist, I have nothing to do with a few more times. What are you doing here, what are you doing, my grandmother told me to ask you to eat in the past."

    Su Ming looked at Lei Chen, his face smiled, stepped forward, hugged Lei Chen, hugged and hugged, not the same as holding grandfather, this is the friendship between brothers!

    What’s the matter? Why are you so strange today…"Lei Chen stunned, letting Su Ming hug himself. After a moment, when Su Ming re-appeared to him, Lei Chen saw the vicissitudes of Su Ming that seemed to have disappeared for many years.

    Lei Chen scratched his head and looked at Su Ming in confusion. He even raised his hand to touch Su Ming's forehead.

    "I'm not right, I am sick."When Lei Chen was squatting, he had already raised his hand. When he was about to touch Su Ming's eyebrows, he suddenly had a meal and carefully looked at Su Ming.

    "It's really not right, you don't even avoid it!"

    "You are sick!"Su Ming smiled and said this.

    "Right, this is normal."Lei Chen grinned and patted Su Ming's shoulder and hammered his chest.

    "Su Ming, I am already a Man Cultivator. You can rest assured that what I said to you before is true. Whoever dares to bully you in the future, see how I marry him!

    When I became Patriarch, hey, I will protect you when I am, two brothers, drink every day, eat meat every day, let Bei Ling go out hunting every day, let Chen Xin…Oh, forget it, let her stay with you. ”Lei Chen walked in front of the smile and took Su Ming to the road back to his leather tent.

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