Volume 1 If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Chapter 111 Awakening to Strangeness

.It is raining in the sky, and the rainwater is falling, hitting the broad leaves, making a rustling sound. The rainwater has accumulated in the leaves, condenses into a stream of water along its veins, and falls on the tips of the leaves. . 【High quality update】

This is a rainforest, the ground is full of silt, and the rainwater spills there, forming muddy areas. The sky is pitch black, and only the occasional flash of lightning can illuminate everything in this world clearly in an instant.

The thunder that rolled in and then quietly passed away was swirling in this late night.

In the depths of this rain forest, there is a mountain range hidden in the dark night. The mountains are not high, and cannot be compared with the wonder and danger of Wushan Mountain. They are short, but there are many.

At this moment, two flashes of lightning pierced the sky, making the earth bright for an instant. You could faintly see a person lying halfway up one of the mountains.

This person has been here for several days. In this desolate and rarely visited place, it is unknown how this person appeared. He was wearing damaged animal skins and looked extremely embarrassed.

Lying there, motionless, this was a young man, who looked to be in his twenties. Although he had handsome features, there was a scar on his face.

He closed his eyes, and there were a lot of wounds on his body. Under the rain, these wounds had turned white and no blood flowed out.

The rain continued until a few days passed before it slowly stopped. The sky became clear, and after the dark clouds dispersed, bright sunshine ushered in.

Now, it is summer. After the rain, a fog slowly rises from the earth, and there is even more scorching heat, baking all living things.

The young man lying on the mountainside is still as motionless as death.

A few days later, there were several vultures hovering in the sky. These vultures had cold eyes. While flying in the sky, they stared at the young man on the mountainside, seemingly hesitant.

Finally, a vulture seemed to have lost its patience. It galloped downwards and came to the young man's body. It flapped its wings and circled several times at low altitude. It landed directly on the young man's chest and used its sharp beak to strike. He was going to peck the prey that he had been staring at for several days.

One bite after another, while eating, the vulture observed the expression of its prey, and gradually relaxed its vigilance. From its perspective, this was indeed a dead man.

Immediately afterwards, the other vultures in the sky galloped over one by one, and landed on the young man silently, with cold eyes. But the moment they landed, the young man suddenly opened his eyes. He raised his right hand and grabbed the first fallen vulture on his chest. The other vultures were startled and were about to fly up, but their bodies seemed to be stuck to the young man's body, unable to fly out. //Search the book title on Baidu and read the latest chapter.com//

Grasping the vulture, the young man put it to his mouth, bit the vulture's neck fiercely, and drank its blood. The smelly blood entered his body along his throat, causing his body to be filled with hunger. And the numb body started to tingle.

But this stinging pain finally made his whole body feel warm.

Soon, the vulture struggled and fluttered a few times, lost all its blood, and became motionless. The young man took a deep breath, put the vulture aside in his hand, and slowly grabbed the other one on his body. The vulture, unable to fly, drank its blood again. It was not until all seven vultures on his body died that the young man's face gradually gained a trace of blood.

He lay there, looking at the sky. The sky was very blue, the sun was hot, and his eyes were blank. He was Su Ming.

In the rainy night a few days ago, he had woken up. The moment he woke up, he could still vaguely hear the faint voice echoing in his mind, calling him his brother in a dream, which had always been with him.

When he was fully awake, he felt severe pain all over his body. He had no strength at all and could not even lift his hands.

He could only lie there and let the rain fall on his body. The raindrops hit the wounds all over his body, causing pain and numbness. It was not only his body that was numb, but also his heart.

These days, he was lying on the same spot, his mind was very confused and chaotic. He only remembered that in the mid-air of Wushan, a vortex appeared due to the palm of the starry sky man, and the moment it was sucked in, he saw Grandpa With eyes closed, the unknown of life and death ensues.

He didn't know what the whirlpool was, nor why it appeared, nor where he was now, but he looked at the blazing sun in the sky and the strangeness of the surrounding mountains, and he had a vague premonition in his heart. He should be no longer in Wushan.

He didn't want to believe that his grandfather was dead, but he understood that his grandfather's injuries were much more serious than his own. The last sight of his grandfather with his eyes closed made Su Ming unwilling to continue thinking about it. There was a sting in his heart, as if he had lost a loved one forever.

"Grandpa, I won't die..." Su Ming closed his eyes, and the sadness on his expression was slowly hidden by him. From childhood to adulthood, he grew up under the protection of his grandpa, and never left Taipei alone for a long time. Far away, but now, the strangeness around him made Su Ming feel lonely and forced him to be strong.

When he opened his eyes again, he couldn't see the sadness. The sadness was hidden deep in his heart and could not be seen by outsiders. His eyes were calm, even calm and a little cold.

He struggled to sit up, and under the scorching sun, he crossed his legs and closed his eyes, silently circulating the energy and blood in his body. However, as soon as the energy and blood circulated, it immediately turned into severe pain, which made Su Ming tremble, but he gritted his teeth. Not a sound was heard.

He understood that after his body broke through forcefully, he fought successive battles and was eventually seriously injured, leaving deep hidden dangers. This hidden danger has now exploded.

"The two hundred and forty-three blood lines on the seventh level of the blood coagulation realm are still there, but I can't use them until I recover..." Su Ming panted, raised his right hand and clenched it fiercely. Severe pain hit him, but his His expression didn't change at all. He had learned to endure the pain.

“I can probably exert the strength of a hundred blood lines, which is equivalent to the peak of the fifth level of blood coagulation realm. However, as time goes by, this hidden danger will become bigger and bigger, making me weaker and weaker until I die. "Su Ming was silent, trying to circulate the blood lines in his body in the severe pain. Gradually, the sky became dark. When the bright moon appeared, Su Ming raised his head and looked at the moon. Wisps of moonlight fell outside his body. It lingers and gradually penetrates into the human body to nourish the whole body.

The night passed quickly. When the morning sun shone on the earth, dispelling some of the slight chill in the night and replacing it with the scorching heat again, Su Ming opened his eyes and let out a breath of filthy air.

His complexion looked much better than yesterday, but a slight feeling of weakness emerged. Su Ming frowned, checked his body, and sighed softly.

"If I hadn't mastered the subtleties and could use the moonlight to heal my wounds, I'm afraid that after this night, I wouldn't be able to exert the power of a hundred blood lines. But even so, I can exert it now There are only ninety-eight blood lines left.

This hidden danger must be solved as soon as possible. I need enough medicinal stones to recover. "Su Ming pondered for a moment and touched the objects in his arms. Although he had been sucked into the vortex of the void cave before and did not know how long he had been there, several items in his arms were still there.

A damaged bag, a small bone that Shan Hen held before his death, and an animal bone given by the patriarch to confirm the safety of the tribe before leaving them.

In addition to these, there is a bone xun, a fragment of the Wushan statue, and a damaged but not broken vial, which contains two drops of wild blood.

Looking at these items, Su Ming picked up the fragment of the Wushan statue. It was this fragment that scratched his face when it exploded, forming a scar.

Looking at this object, Su Ming closed his eyes. For a long time, he put all the items into the damaged pocket. There may be clues about this object, but at this moment, it is undoubtedly his only choice.

After cleaning up everything, Su Ming stood up and put his right hand between his brows, his expression showing contemplation. He had to rely on himself for everything now, so he had to be careful in everything and not make the slightest mistake.

"This place is unfamiliar. In my current state, it is not suitable to leave this rainforest before I have fully recovered my cultivation. The vegetation here is dense, and there may be some herbs I need." Su Ming glanced at him as he pondered. With the ever-present weakening, he slowly descended the mountain, and spent several days searching for them all in the continuous mountains and the rain forest with caution and vigilance.

"Grandpa...is not here." A few days later, Su Ming sat by a mountain river, holding his chest. The pain there made it impossible to hide the sadness in his expression.

After a while, Su Ming buried his sorrow with indifference and calmness. He washed his body by the small river and looked at his face reflected in the river. That face no longer had the immature look of a sixteen-year-old, but had a faint trace of sadness. Traces of time.

"I stayed in that whirlpool for how many years..." Su Ming touched the scars left by the Wushan statue on his face. He was silent, cleaned his whole body, put on clothes, and tied his hair into a bunch. , sitting by the river, looking at the sky silently.

"The token that the man in black robe took out, why did grandpa's expression change after reading it? What the man in black robe said... we are those people..."

"Although Bitu is dead, through the words of the man in black robes, the launch of this war has another meaning..."

"The big flag that finally flew out of Grandpa's body turned into a starry sky. The man in black robe once lost his claim to be the starry sky in the outer realm. What is the outer realm..."

"Grandpa asked me to remember that starry sky. Could it be that my life experience..." Su Ming was silent, with a complex look on his face. What impressed him most was the figure composed of starlight in the changed starry sky, which looked like his own. There is a somewhat similar middle-aged man, who... is he.

Su Ming vaguely had an answer in his heart, but he couldn't be sure.

"Is he... my father... As these things happened, Su Ming could feel that there were some huge mysteries in this matter and in himself, covering the surroundings and making it difficult for him to see clearly. .

"And where am I now and how far is it from Wushan..."

"Bai Ling...I still remember the promise...but I can't rush away." Su Ming closed his eyes.

"Xiaohong, are you okay..." As the sky entered dusk and dimmed, Su Ming left the river and walked towards the rain forest. His back showed loneliness and staggering desolation.

The number of chapters is wrong and there is no way to change it, so just treat it as making up for the missing 104.

(To be continued)