Volume 1 If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Chapter 89 What’s in the Past, Let It Be

He understood that in the Fengzhen tribe, the person who appeared in front of him in the same way and was as capable as Wu Sen was Su Ming.

He understood that in Fengzhen Mushi City and their Wushan tribe's residence, when he came back tired that night, when he looked at the ball of his own eyebrow blood floating in the room, he was surprised and guessed The constant person is also... Su Ming!

At this same moment, he looked at the back of Su Ming standing in front of him. In Su Ming's body, he seemed to see the figure returning from the first level of the test, the figure that attracted everyone's attention. At this moment, It was so familiar, he understood, that... was also Su Ming!

All these thoughts were like countless thunders thundering in Bei Ling's mind at this moment, as if they turned into a large amount of lightning and passed through his mind, making his body tremble. He didn't dare to believe it all. It was hard for him to believe that Su Ming actually I don't know when I had such a cultivation level, but I could silently reach the point where I could look up.

In his memory, this was Su Ming, the person he always hated, whom he despised from the bottom of his heart, and who always spoke indifferently to him. Now, Beiling's heart was complicated.

The level of complexity made him seem to have forgotten that he was still on the battlefield, that he was fighting, and that he had forgotten everything. His mind was blank and at a loss.

"Why is this..." Beiling murmured, Chen Xin beside him hugged him tightly, with tears in her eyes. There was no Su Ming in her eyes, but Beiling's pale face. At that moment before, he would not take even one step back even if he died.

All this sounds slow, but in fact it was almost the moment when Su Ming's spear landed on the ground and set off a roaring wave of air. At the moment when the big man's body collapsed when he raised the sword, Su Ming took a step forward. He was so fast that Quickly, it turned into an afterimage and went straight to the person on the left who was swept away by the air wave and staggered back. This person was about fifty years old and his cultivation level was only at the fifth level of the Blood Coagulation Realm.

As soon as he took a few steps back, his vision suddenly blurred. His eyes and pupils were shrinking and he was about to take a big step back. A strong crisis suddenly came over his body, but Su Ming's speed was too fast. Before this person could do anything, After retreating, he was suddenly approached by a roar that broke through the air. With a ferocious look on his face and an angry killing intent, he used his body instead of fists to slam into the chest of this big Black Mountain man. .

The sound of clicking reverberated crisply, and blood spilled from the corner of the mouth of the big man from Black Mountain. His back suddenly exploded, but his body could not withstand the powerful force from Su Ming. All the bones in his body were shattered and his body was thrown backward before he could hit the ground. He died of anger.

The hatred in Su Ming's eyes not only did not diminish, but became even stronger. He hated everyone in the Black Mountain tribe. At this moment, he turned around fiercely and stared at the three Black Mountain barbarians not far away who wanted to kill Beiling. The last person.

This man was burly, but not tall. His ferocious smile and excited eyes when he was chasing Bei Ling suddenly changed now, his smile turned into horror, and his eyes contained fear. He looked at Su helplessly. In a way that shocked him, Ming killed one person with one spear, and he even killed another person with a single collision.

The neat scene gave the big man a cruel and crazy feeling. His heart was beating loudly. When Su Ming looked at him, he immediately screamed in fear and wanted to step back desperately. He was afraid. Now, he felt that Su Ming at this moment was definitely at the leader level of the Wushan tribe. He was not someone he could resist.

But just when the big man took less than three steps back, a sharp roar suddenly sounded, and an arrow was shot from a distance. The arrow seemed to be able to penetrate the void, and it came in an instant, shooting from the neck of the big man. A stream of blood came out of his body, passed through directly, and fell on the big tree nearby, making a loud sound that made the big tree tremble.

The big man held his neck, blood continued to flow out, his eyes dimmed, and he fell to the ground. His body was trampled by the people of the two tribes who were killing him all around.

He bowed his head in the distance and quickly looked away with fatigue, and continued to fight with his enemy, the leader of the eighth level of blood coagulation in the Black Mountain Department.

Su Ming walked towards Beiling, stopped in front of it, grabbed the scale-blood spear that was pierced into the snow, pulled it out fiercely, his eyes flashed, and when he was about to look for the Black Mountain tribesmen to continue killing, his ears Beiling's complicated and hesitant voice came from the side.

"Thank you..." This voice was mixed between the fighting of the war and the sobbing music. It seemed very weak. Su Ming didn't seem to hear it. After pulling out the spear, he walked forward, but he took a few steps. But it was a slight meal.

"The past, let it go... For Chen Xin, you have to live well..." Su Ming said, taking a step forward and heading straight towards the group of people fighting not far away.

Almost at the moment when Su Ming was galloping forward, a cold gaze suddenly looked at Su Ming from the fence in the distance. He was a man wearing coarse linen clothes. He looked about forty years old and had a strong body. To the extreme, he looked like an iron tower. His body was covered with blood, but almost all of it was barbarians belonging to the Wushan tribe.

The energy and blood in his body was so majestic that he seemed to have reached the eighth level of blood coagulation. He was as comfortable as Su Mingzeng, because there had been barbarians who died in battle in their home, which made them feel that they had A certain kind of special right. No matter what they do, as long as they don't betray the tribe, they will stay like this for a lifetime.

They did not forget the former glory of their family, but they did not choose to inherit this glory. Instead, they chose to give themselves a reason to be lazy and domineering under the protection of this glory.

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