"I remember when I was in Wushan, it was also a snowy night..."

"Tell me, if we keep walking in the snow like this, will it be considered gray..."

On the light curtain, Bai Ling blushed slightly, and gently held Su Ming's hand.

The continuous snowfall was blown up by the wind, covering the whole land.

Bai Ling's soft murmur came from next to his ear, and Su Ming's heart was filled with warmth, the warmth was dissipated and spread throughout his body, driving away the chill of the snowy night.

Is this beautiful?

Su Ming smiled, with a youthful innocence on his face, he stopped and looked at the girl in the snow, as if there were only two people left in the world.

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"Stop it! Stop it! I can't see this!"

"No matter how hard life is, I have never cried out that I am tired. Only when I see these dogs and men talking about love, my heart feels like it has been cut into several pieces, and my tears can't stop flowing down!"

"This Su Ming is useless, it has been completely useless. Don't go to practice in the good times, and waste time in love and romance? Remember, only strength is the only truth! These love and romance matters, it's better for me let's go..."

While countless monks were complaining, the voice-over on the light curtain made them stunned.

Chapter 122 Su Ming?Fate?

[This land of barbarians is full of wars and turmoil.There is no peace and harmony between tribes. For prey and territory, wars between tribes never stop.The Wushan tribe is no exception. 】

【Su Ming's peaceful life was soon broken.The leader of the Heishan tribe, who had an old grievance with the Wushan tribe, broke through to a new level, and the crisis of the Wushan tribe also followed. 】

At this time, on the light curtain, Su Ming and most of the tribe were guests in the Fengzhen tribe.

Su Ming returned to the courtyard of the Wushan Tribe here.

As soon as he opened the door and saw the scene in the courtyard clearly, the joy in Su Ming's heart disappeared in an instant.

The grandfather of the Wushan tribe was sitting in the courtyard with a pale face and blood all over his body.

It turned out that Grandpa went to the Black Mountain Tribe to investigate the reality and confirm whether the leader of the Black Mountain Tribe had really broken through.

Later, he was discovered, seriously injured, and rushed back.

"Nowadays, you can only migrate."

Grandpa sighed, black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, which was a sign of poisoning, and then he said. .

"Lei Chen, Beiling, you can go back and help the village move. Su Ming, you are not allowed to go back."

Su Ming was taken aback.

"This migration will definitely encounter a crisis, you don't have to go."

"Why?!"

"No reason."

"Grandpa, please let me go back! That's the tribe that gave birth to me and raised me. Even if I die, I want to go back!!"

Seeing the members of the tribe returning one after another, Su Ming's eyes were completely red.

"No! You are right here."

The entire small courtyard was sealed by Grandpa, and Su Ming's hoarse voice was completely cut off.

"Su Ming...Grandfather can only do this one thing for you again...From now on, the road can only be walked by yourself..."

On the black python of the Wushan tribe, a sigh sounded softly.

...

[With the large-scale invasion of the Black Mountain tribe, the middle-aged men and women of the Black Mountain tribe are all bloody on the battlefield. 】

However, under the absolute strength gap, it is difficult for the Wushan tribe to resist the Heishan tribe.

On the light curtain, the people of the Wushan tribe were bloody and bloody on the battlefield of the two tribes, and there were corpses lying all over the ground not far away.

A low cry sounded like weeping and complaining.

Fortunately, with Su Ming rushing over after breaking through the seal, the Wushan tribe finally had the power to fight.

However, no one expected that in the Wushan tribe, there was a mole planted by the Heishan tribe.

[During the migration, the Black Mountain Tribe chased them down again.Under the cooperation of the Wushan tribe's traitors, the Wushan tribe left dozens of corpses and finally escaped from the pursuit. 】

【This time, the chase let Su Ming know that on this continent, only being strong can protect his clansmen.In the Wushan tribe, he could learn too little.In order to cultivate to be strong enough, Su Ming chose to leave the tribe and go to a bigger world to learn the method of cultivation. 】

...

"Why does it look a bit like Shi Hao's experience... the village where he lived was invaded, he went out to practice, and then came back to take revenge?"

"It's a bit like that. Although this Su Ming is miserable, after a few days of good times, most of the people in the tribe died. But compared with Shi Hao, Shi Hao who gouges bones is a little bit more miserable."

"I don't think it's that simple. Why is the seed of death in Su Ming's hands, and why is he worshiped by countless people... And what is the strange dream that I often have? ?”

Seeing this, some monks became a little enlightened.

But, why does this experience look a bit similar to that of Shi Hao?

Shi Hao was born in the Stone Clan.

Although this Su Ming didn't know his background, but seeing his skin color and appearance completely different from the barbarians of the Wushan tribe, he knew that his background might be unusual.

Shi Hao was born with a supreme bone, and this Su Ming picked up the seed of death......

The stone village was invaded, causing Shi Hao to venture into the world beyond the Great Wilderness.

The tribe was invaded, causing Su Ming to leave the tribe in pursuit of strength.

This......

It's really hard to say who is worse.

...

While everyone was discussing fiercely, the screen of the light curtain changed.

It is unknown how far away from the Wushan Tribe, in the depths of an inaccessible rainforest.

A figure lay there, wearing a torn animal clothing, motionless.

There are a lot of wounds on his body, and the wounds have turned white under the washing of the rain.

This figure is Su Ming.By chance, he was sucked into a vortex.

In that vortex, he saw countless stars, like the universe, and there is an extremely huge face in the universe, which is five or six points similar to him.

Then, his head was dizzy, and he came here after waking up.

The surroundings are so unfamiliar, Su Ming knows that this place is no longer in Wushan.

"Grandfather...is he dead..."

"That giant face...is my father..."

Su Ming muttered to himself.

【At this time, Su Ming is no longer in the Wushan Tribe, not even in Ximeng where the Wushan Tribe is located.The place where he is now is Hanshan City in the Land of Southern Morning. 】

Su Ming missed his hometown, his best brother Lei Chen, his grandfather who loved him dearly, and the girl he liked.

However, he has lost all of this.

After deciding to leave the tribe and coming to this unknown land by accident, he knew that everything he missed was getting farther and farther away from him.

Su Ming clenched his fist tightly, the injuries on his arms burst apart due to the force, and blood flowed out again.

But Su Ming didn't seem to feel it.

"Osan...Grandpa...Bai Ling...I must find my way home!"

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[With the longing for the Wushan tribe and the obsession to find the way home.Su Ming entered Hanshan City and stepped on the Hanshan chain.Hit the clock of the Eastern Wasteland and advance to the world of dust.He is insisting on all these, he knows that only in this way can he become strong and fulfill his wish. 】

On the light curtain, Su Ming became famous in Hanshan City.

He knew the three tribes of Hanfei, Zhuiyougu, Douyanluan, and Zhanhanshan, and they were all in the limelight for a while.

After worshiping Tianhan, fighting Sima, Shi Tianxie, and the four apprentices, Su Ming's strength became more and more unfathomable.

It is getting closer and closer to his wish.

[Until one day, in the treasury of Master Tian Xiezi, he unfolded the dusty scroll. 】

On the light curtain, in Tianxiezi's treasure house, Su Ming was holding a simple picture scroll in his hand, which was covered with dust.Fun Court

Gently blowing off the dust, Su Ming opened the scroll that had been dusty for an unknown number of years.

There are many things recorded on this scroll. After a long time, Su Chen closed the scroll, closed his eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Only now did he know that the place he is now is called Nanchen, and Wushan is far away in Ximeng.The two continents are separated by the boundless Dead Sea.If you want to cross over, you must reach the Barbarian Soul Realm.

For Su Ming, although the Wild Soul Realm is far away, there is always hope.

So he had an idea in his heart, he must continue to become stronger!

Not for reputation, not for fame, just to go home!

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Chapter 123 The cultivators of the heavens are confused!Why can't I understand it? !

【Since then, Su Ming has once again set foot on the road home.He has gone through countless ups and downs and encountered countless tribulations. 】

However, Su Ming encountered many strange things in this place, far away from the Wushan Tribe.

He met a girl who looked exactly like Bai Ling, but her name was Bai Su...

He met a little red monkey who was exactly the same as Xiaohong, unruly, but not Xiaohong......

"The world is so big that there are no surprises. Maybe there are indeed people with almost the same appearance in the world."

Su Ming felt uneasy, but comforted himself.

On this day, an immortal cultivator who claimed to be Beiling came to the Ninth Peak where Su Ming was located to seek trouble.

The immortals are monks from outside the world. They regard the barbarian monks in this world as uncivilized people and kill them at will.

"I am Beiling of the Immortal Clan. I am here for the Barbarian God. People of the Barbarian Clan should kneel down and worship him. If you receive the soul searcher, you will be alive."

A voice full of domineering arrogance resounded like thunder from the Ninth Peak.

"what are you?!"

Su Ming walked out from the Ninth Peak, did not go to see Beiling, and injected the majestic vitality into the fellow who had been injured by Beiling before.

Beiling, not far away, had a dignified expression.

The woman standing next to Beiling's expression changed drastically after seeing Su Ming, and her mouth almost opened.

Su Ming looked towards Beiling not far away. He saw that his childhood friend looked exactly the same as when he was in the Wushan Tribe, but it was more vicissitudes.

"I haven't seen you for many years."

Su Ming's eyes were calm. After experiencing Bai Su and Xiao Hou, he already had a secret guess in his heart, and there was no big disturbance in his heart at this time.

"You ever met me?"

Beiling frowned, his eyes flickered.

"Long time no see, Chen Xin."

Su Ming looked at the woman standing beside Beiling, this woman was also his childhood playmate in Wushan Tribe.

......

Countless monks from all over the world have already started to be dazed when they saw this.

"What's the situation? Isn't this the Beiling and Chenxin of the Wushan tribe?! Why are they here? Besides, it doesn't mean that only the barbarian soul can cross the Dead Sea and shuttle between the two places. How did Beiling and Chenxin come back? thing?!"

"This Beiling and the Beiling of the Wushan tribe can't be two people, but their appearance is exactly the same. And if there is only Beiling, it's fine, Chenxin is also there. This is definitely not a coincidence."

"The old man is a little dizzy. Why is it getting more and more incomprehensible?"

Countless monks turned against Yingtian, and there were many discussions.

Where did Beiling and Chenxin come from?

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