Beseech The Devil

    Su Ming should go.

    Even if he does not leave, he should cherish the cultivation of the old man, because the three days of creation can help him resist the looting that will be faced.

    Destroy this illusory beauty, killing all the characters that may be fictional, including his loved ones, friends, love, friendship, etc., with a determination to make everything stronger in order to resist, with a kind of strong The coldness of the people, after destroying all this, re-shaping!

    This is the true meaning of the three-day creation, and the old man who is repairing, expecting Su Ming to do it, such as an explosion in silence!

    Just like breaking your thoughts, cutting your memory, not paying attention to the past, not caring about the future, reshaping your own memories, and ruthlessly, to complete your own extremely important transformation!

    This time, it was the Bone Sacrifice Great Perfection, which became the transition of the Barbarian Soul.That is the creation!

    Su Ming for these, along with clear comprehension, gradually completely clear, he guessed that the repair Xun old man's help, he is faint kind of feeling, if oneself according to each other's method, go after the destruction of life, this, it is equal to master his own destiny, he will in the moment of shaping, Because of the completion of the state of mind, thus infecting its soul.

    Because of the soul of Completion, and thus…At the moment of shaping this life, it will shape his Su Ming's Man-Totem!

    It also means that when he comes out from here, he is no longer Bone Sacrifice, he will become the Barbarian Soul strong in this singular power, in the creation of the repairing old man who may have paid a great price. !

    Thus, to face the next, a big robbery in his life!

    The repaired old man paved a Great Dao for him. Su Ming, although he didn't know who the other person was, he could feel that the old man was not malicious to himself…

    This creation. This big gift…Su Ming, but unacceptable.

    Because this price is to destroy everything, can he Su Ming go to hold Bai Ling behind him and kill him? Can he go to the sleeping grandfather and end his life in his sleep? He can go and kill Chen Xin. Just because of Completion…

    He can kill Lei Chen and kill his parents. Will everything of the Wushan Tribe be shattered?

    "I cannot do that!"Su Ming laughed. He can feel the warmth of Bai Ling behind him, he can't do it.

    Time is slowly passing. Su Ming stood there, Bai Ling hugged him behind his back, and the sky was no longer dark, but slightly bright.

    This night, the two of them stood like this and did not speak to each other. Bai Ling's dagger was buried on Su Ming's back, and the feeling of heartbeat that made her do not know why, shed tears.

    That tear may be acacia, just can't play, dyed on Su Ming's clothes.

    Until the early morning, Su Ming chose to leave, Bai Ling lying quietly on her bed, like sleeping. Only the tears of the eyes are still there, dripping on the pillow, disappeared.

    In that tear, how many times of look back, how many times of thoughts, how many times of sigh, perhaps even Bai Ling himself, are also unclear.

    Walking in the early morning sun, Su Ming walked out of the Wulong Tribe. He walked silently in the mountain forest, watching the sun shine into the beam, and the leaves of the jungle fell. On his shoulder, Little Red seemed to feel Su Ming's complex. , all the way to silence.

    This is the first day.

    There are two days left for Su Ming's choice.

    He had planned to go to Fengzhen Tribe, but at the moment he had no idea. He looked at Wushan in the sun, and did not go to see the thoughts of the Fire Barbarian ruins. The feeling of exhaustion filled his heart.

    He chose to go home.

    Go back to the Wushan Tribe and go back to the home that belongs to him.

    In the early morning, the Wushan Tribe, if everything recovers, the tribesmen are doing their own things in the smoke. The children seem to be tireless forever, looking forward to the daytime, looking forward to playing with their partners.

    Su Ming's returned and looked at the familiar tribe. He sat quietly outside his tent, looked at the blue sky and white clouds, looked at the sun, looked at the tribe, and remembered everything.

    He wants to remember all this, once again, if there is a knife, the picture of this scene is deeply engraved in his heart and engraved in his soul.

    "could it be that only destroying these things, is it to control the fate…"Su Ming whispers to himself.

    "This kind of destruction may indeed make people master the fate, because the cold heart can not tolerate the slightest warmth. If there is no love, then the other means of the other side will not find habitat.

    But,Su Ming looked at the children in the open space, running around, and he closed his eyes.

    "They are also false…"

    The sky is slowly getting late, the dusk is gone, the moonlight spills the earth, Su Ming has been sitting there, watching the tribes, not thinking about it, but watching the sunrise and sunset silently.

    He knew that when the sun rose again, it would be his last memory in the memory of Wushan.

    Maybe next time, I don't know when, maybe no more.

    Su Ming closed her eyes and swirled around the ears to sing the distortions of the tribe, one night…Lapse.

    When the morning of the next day came, the sky was no longer sunny, but there was a dark cloud, and there was a little rain, but Su Ming did not think about anything on this last day. He smiled and accompanied the grandfather. Speaking, happy to help Nansong grandfather to organize the pharmacy, even if children, playing with the children, telling stories to them, then the silver bell laughter that came out at that time became the most pleasant voice in this tribe.

    He laughed and laughed with Lei Chen, just like the teenager who was ignorant of the outside world, even without thinking, had his own friends, had his own loved ones, and was happy and carefree.

    Wu La, there is a contempt for Su Ming, but Su Ming always smiles, without any complaints, and actively helps Wu La to do things that belong to her. The smile looks like Wu La is also a cold, cold The face has slowly eased a lot.

    Bei Ling over there, Su Ming seems to be exhausted, using his last day's time, very polite, thinking of childhood help, thinking of the arrow, even in the columnly indifferent Bei Ling, is silent Then, nodded to Su Ming's complex, the two were there, as many years ago, shot the arrow.

    As for Chen Xin, she sat happily, looking at the two men who had walked into her heart in front of them, and sometimes handed in clear water, and laughter echoed.

    Everyone in the tribe felt that Su Ming had something different on this day. On this day, he was busy from early morning until dusk until late at night.

    On his face, a smile always exists, just…With the arrival of the night, with the fall of the moonlight, the smile behind his smile, no one saw it.

    When the day was dark, Su Ming's smile and became bitter. He watched the lights around the tribe gradually go out, watching everything from bustling to silent, and his heart was stinging.

    "Would you like to leave…"Su Ming murmured, he knew that when the sun rose again, he…Will disappear in this wonderful.

    The bitterness on his face gradually turned into a smile, he needed to laugh, he wanted to laugh, even if he left, he could have enough for three days.

    Laughing and laughing, Su Ming didn't go to see moonlight. He didn't go to see the darkness and the tribes around him. Instead, he opened the door of the tent, walked in, lay down on the little bed that belonged to him, and looked at the familiarity around him. He smiled and slowly closed his eyes.

    Sleep, maybe wake up, I am still here…

    Su Ming muttered softly.

    In the end, he still did not choose to repair the road pointed out by the old man. Even if he went on, he could Barbarian Soul. Even if he went on, he could have the qualification to resist the catastrophe.

    Even so, he…Still chose your own path.

    All this is true and false, not necessarily true or false.

    Mirror flower water month, this month is also the month! This flower is still a flower!

    Destruction can shape the new life, but keep everything, leave it in the depths of memory, become the most precious beauty of a lifetime, let your heart not be cold, let your own love not die, and may not be able to shape the new life!

    "Destiny is mine. I choose it myself. I said it is true. He is in my heart…It really exists. ”Su Ming closed her eyes and slowly slept.

    "do not……My Wushan…"

    "Goodbye."My loved ones…"

    My FriendsMy love, all my childhood…You are forever in my heart, in the deepest part of my heart, become my warmth…do not……"

    This is the feeling of sleep that he never found when he left Wushan, even on Ninth Peak. The feeling is the taste in his memory…

    At the moment he was asleep, Su Ming couldn't hear it. There was a sigh in this meditation, and the sighing voice contained a savvy taste that could not be distinguished.

    The world is gradually shrouded in fog, and this world has gradually turned into nothingness.

    When Su Ming opened his eyes again, he first heard the sound of the sea, smelling the smell of the sea, seeing…It is the lonely island, surrounded by no Wushan, no tribe, no slight shadow.

    The only thing that is there is the featherless crane that is squatting and open.

    Su Ming stood there for a long time, for a long time, until he closed his eyes again and slowly opened.

    "wake up."Su Ming's can still see the scene of the three days in front of him. A sadness will be integrated into his temperament. This is the sadness of the soul. This is the injury of homesickness.

    This is the embarrassment that the wind can't blow, this is what he chooses, beautiful.

    Sighing, Su Ming held a fist and respectfully bowed to the island under his feet. He worshipped the old man who was repaired, thanking him for his three-day creation.

    After a visit, Su Ming raise the head, take a step forward, grab the featherless crane, and the whole person turns into a rainbow, and goes straight to the sky.

    Behind him, the island slowly disappeared, only the sorrowful distortion, in the whimpering round, seemed to be sending Su Ming until he went away.

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