Volume 1: If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 3: Famous in the Eastern Wilderness Chapter 581: Fireworks

..Su Ming left. .51o.

He took away the crane who had quietly transformed from a dragon into a bald man. He chose to leave when the tiger was safe and still sleeping. .

Parting means lovesickness. Lovesickness is not just between men and women. In many cases, it is also the result of friendship between brothers.

The existence of the Ninth Peak stands on the sea. An aura of cultivating life pervades the top of this mountain, on a huge stone tablet. This stone tablet is what Su Ming left to the Ninth Peak, and it will also be its eternal guardian. The protection of the ninth peak.

The stone tablet was erected by Su Ming, and the handwriting on it was engraved by Su Ming. The handwriting was not much, only a few lines.

"Anyone who hurts every plant or tree on the Ninth Peak will be killed!"

"Kill anyone who hurts the servants of the Ninth Peak!"

"Anyone who hurts the disciples of the Ninth Peak will be killed by the entire clan!"

The three lines of handwriting revealed a monstrous murderous intention, and there was a strong feeling of shock swirling around the world. If it was just this, it might not be enough to scare the strong, but in these three lines of handwriting, Su Ming's The aura of cultivating one's life is enough to frighten the hearts of those who have perfect souls!

It's enough to shock the people of the Immortal Clan!

Such handwriting means that there is a person on the ninth peak whose cultivation has reached the threshold of life cultivation. It means that this person will be an extremely rare person in the barbarian land who has truly made a breakthrough in the ages. The barbarians died because of the barbarian gods, and those who were restricted by their skills!

This also means that once you commit the act of these three lines of writing, you will face a terrifying enemy, a vendetta that will never stop killing you!

This is the ultimate deterrent, and it is also the voice of Su Ming. Moreover, there is not only breath and writing on this rock, there is also a drop of Su Ming's blood on it!

His blood can help Sima Xin survive. His blood can help Hu Zi recover. His blood. It also contains Su Ming's will. Once it explodes, it can unleash Su Ming's full blow!

Because in that blood, Su Ming's numerology was condensed!

This blood is printed on the stone tablet, but it is in Huzi's hands. With this blood, if the ninth peak really encounters a disaster that is difficult to resist. Su Ming could also notice it.

On the day Su Ming left. Bai Su stood on the top of the mountain, watching Su Ming's back disappear into the distance, and she watched silently. She liked Su Ming, but she didn't know about it until after they parted ways. It turned into something unforgettable.

It’s just... everything has changed. The reflection of the mirror, flowers, and water on the moon, what you get is no longer the real moon, the blooming flowers...

As a member of the Bai family, she inherited Tianhe's numerology. Although she did not practice the strange technique of the black wood, her ears and eyes were influenced by it, which made her understand that the people of the Bai family. Doomed to die alone, everything is doomed.

Maybe it can be changed, maybe... it can't be changed.

Once they insist on forcefully, then every name on the Bai family tree, their or their untimely death, will become a clear bloody picture, the fate of Tianhe. The river water comes from the sky, and in loneliness, it will also return to the sky.

His life is just like the passage of water in a river.

Especially... the fate of falling rocks in the sky is a short-lived youth. Refract the color of water droplets in the sun, in the blink of an eye. It won't be found.

With Su Ming's departure, the Ninth Peak fell into silence. The protective light curtain outside the island emerged again, covering the island and still protecting it.

Su Ming didn't know who arranged this light curtain. He also asked the white-robed old man, but the other party didn't have an answer. He just knew that on the day when the catastrophe filled the air, when the Tianmen disappeared into the sky, when everyone Everyone thought that there would be death here, but suddenly, this protective light curtain appeared.

No one knows where it came from, no one saw it, and who... arranged it.

In the tranquility of the Ninth Peak, those people who had been humiliated under the pressure of Beiling settled down again in the Ninth Peak. Su Ming did not drive them away, but gave them a home.

Homeless people, why bother the same people...

Su Ming left. His figure walked out of the light curtain outside the island, and his eyes fell on the east, where the Eastern Wasteland was.

But he was standing on the Dead Sea, with no one around him. Only the sound of the waves and the whimpering of the wind accompanied him, and the loneliness buried deep in his heart became more and more.

Flying forward silently, towards Donghuang, Su Ming gradually disappeared.

The Dead Sea below covers all the land. Deep in the seabed, there are places familiar to Su Ming, such as here... Handan City exists, and the Hanshan Chain exists.

One day later, Su Ming stood calmly in the air. He did not meet any human figure along the way. It was like the world had died, and like this world, he was the only one left.

Accompanied by only the wind and the waves.

Su Ming looked at the Dead Sea below. In his memory, this was Hanshan City before the catastrophe occurred, but now, he knew that there was no Handan Mountain under this seabed.

The fragmentation of the continent is like the fragmentation of a mirror. The distance between them varies. The location in the memory is just a memory, not the real place.

If you want to find it, you can only go deep into the bottom of the sea and explore slowly.

Along the way, the bald crane also noticed Su Ming's depression and did not bother him. Instead, he turned his eyes while flying, sometimes looking at the sea water and the surroundings, attracted by all the luminous objects.

Before he knew it, three days had passed. Su Ming was not moving very fast. As he walked in mid-air, the scenes in his memory gradually failed to overlap and became blurry, until he saw a small island on the Dead Sea.

This place is extremely far away from the Tianhan Sect. According to the location, it should be close to the edge of the Nanchen Wuman clan. The island exists alone in the Dead Sea, without a protective light curtain, without any protection. In this dark night Inside, even if you don't look carefully, you won't notice it.

The island is too small...

Su Ming had seen some islands like this on his way. There was no life on each one, and there was no life in the dead silence.

Even if there were any, they would be the skeletons of death everywhere.

Su Ming withdrew his gaze from the island. He took a long step and his body turned into a rainbow. The bald crane followed him. Just as one man and one crane were about to fly over in mid-air, Su Ming's body suddenly... After pausing, he turned his head, and when he looked at the island again, he was stunned.

The faint firelight was flashing in the darkness of the island, just like the starlight back then. It was not one firelight, but more than ten.

Bursts of laughter also faintly came from the island at this moment, mixed with the sound of the surrounding waves, and spread throughout.

Su Ming clearly remembered that when he looked at the island just now, there was no fire on it. He did not think that if there were barbarians on such an island, they could survive on this Dead Sea without any protection in the past few years. Can still survive.

it's out of the question!

Su Ming's eyes flashed, and his consciousness spread out to cover the island, but what he saw in his consciousness was nothingness, without any living beings.

But everything the eyes see is so real.

Su Ming was silent, and with a sway, he headed straight for the island. The bald crane beside him scratched his hair, looked at it sideways, and followed him while muttering.

A moment later, Su Ming stood on the soil of the island. The sea breeze was filled with a fishy smell. The surroundings were completely dark except for the faint firelight in front of him. Su Ming looked calm and strode towards the place where the firelight came from. passed.

The island was very small. Not long after Su Ming walked out, he could see the clear light of the fire in the distance, and could hear the clear sounds of laughter and the sounds of children playing.

Until he saw a... tribe in front of Su Ming.

Su Ming's body trembled. This tribe was a small tribe, surrounded by simple fences. Inside the tribe, in the dark night, there were bonfires lit, and male and female barbarians were singing happily around the bonfire.

And the children chasing each other around the bonfire emitted laughter as clear as silver bells.

There was also a burst of nursery rhymes, coming from the young mouths of the chasing children, and blending with the happiness of the adults who sometimes looked back at the children, this nursery rhyme fell in Su Ming's ears. Dare to answer the unspeakable.

"The same flower blooms for a thousand years. I can only watch the sea turn into mulberry fields. I can see through a thousand years with a smile. How many times do I know that you have arrived in the world..."

Along with the tender voice, there was also a wisp of... whimpering music coming from a leather tent in the tribe. The music revealed sadness, but it blended perfectly with the sound, making Su Ming stopped and stood silently outside the tribe, listening, listening.

He is familiar with this tribe, how could he not be familiar with it!

He has been here twice before, the first time with his master Tian Xiezi, the second time alone, and now... it's the third time!

Su Ming had already forgotten this place. Under that catastrophe, such a small tribe would not exist. But now, on this island, in this dark night, what he saw with his spiritual consciousness was nothingness, but with his naked eyes But looking at the place where the fire was flickering, he... came back again.

"The same flower blooms for a thousand years, and a smile can see through a thousand years..." Su Ming murmured, this is the tribe where the old man who built the Xun lives!

Su Ming walked forward silently and entered the tribe. The child who was chasing seemed not to have seen him. He ran towards him in laughter, and actually... penetrated Su Ming's body and was still playing.

The people around the campfire seemed to be unable to see Su Ming. They were in a different world...

Sometimes prosperity does not mean luxury, but a kind of excitement. In this prosperity, Su Ming's desolation is the fireworks that nothing can cover up.

Su Ming penetrated the crowd, looked at those happy smiling faces, and listened to those lovely voices. He silently came to the leather tent where the sad music was coming from. After being silent for a long time, he raised his hand and lifted the curtain.

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