Su Ming stood in the ruined tribe and looked at the crying man. There was no answer to his words. This man was Shan Hen. He was weeping and kneeling in the center of the tribe. His expression showed pain.
, there is complexity, guilt, and sadness in it.
Su Ming was silent. He didn't take action, as if he was waiting for Shan Hen's answer.
After a long time, when the cold wind blew across the ground and swirled, causing the tribe's scattered debris to spin, Shan Hen stopped crying. He slowly stood up and looked back at Su Ming.
Those eyes were bloodshot and tired.
That familiar gaze seemed to have become a stranger at this moment. This familiar person has now become a traitor to Wushan. If it weren't for him, the tribe's casualties would never have been so tragic.
"It was you who told the Montenegro Department about our migration route." Su Ming looked at the mountain marks with a sad look on his face and walked over.
"When I came back, you were outside clearing out the Montenegro tribesmen who were following you around. At that time, you were scattered, and no one noticed your traces. You did not kill the Montenegro tribesmen in your area, but took away the tribe's members.
The whereabouts were revealed and Ming continued walking.
Shan Hen's face was pale, and he staggered back a few steps while smiling sadly, as if he did not dare to face Su Ming's question.
"In that trap, many of our clansmen died..."
"Since then, you have been holding back until the most critical moment, when I, Lei Chen, and Grandpa Nansong stayed with you, and then you took action, severely injuring Grandpa Nansong, and disrupting the layout...
Do you really want to see the Black Mountain Tribe chasing down and killing the clan members..." Su Ming stepped forward and spoke hoarsely.
Shanhen's expression became even more painful, and he took a few steps back again.
"I have two questions. First, why did you betray the tribe? Second, you didn't let Beiling and his father choose to stay before, because you were not sure that these people could resist after severely injuring Grandpa Nansong.
The footsteps of the leader of the Black Mountain clan were due to your conscience at that time." Su Ming swayed and approached within twenty feet of the mountain mark.
"Sue me, why!"
"Stop talking!!" Shan Hen's face turned pale and he roared loudly. The pain and sadness in his expression suddenly burst out at this moment. He took a few steps back and stared at Su Ming.
"Don't... say it! There's no reason, no!" Shan Hen shed tears and raised his right hand. Immediately there was a flash of blood in his hand, as if light wrapped around his arm, and he pointed at Su Ming.
"Whether you are Su Ming or Mo Su, get out of here. I can't die yet. Give me ten years and I will commit suicide here.
If you continue to pester me, don't blame me for not caring about my tribe!" Shan Hen's past indifference is no longer there. At this moment, he is like a roaring ferocious beast, shaking his body and about to leave the tribe.
"You have already chosen to betray even your clan members, so why mention the feelings of clan members? When you injured Grandpa Nansong, did you ever think about what would be waiting for them if we all died there? The clan members were overtaken by pursuers during their migration.
!!" Su Ming gritted his teeth fiercely, holding the scaly blood spear in his right hand, and headed straight for the mountain mark.
Su Ming's body turned into the bloody rainbow, and with countless moonlight threads floating behind him, he approached the mountain mark in an instant, and a roaring sound suddenly arose in this once beautiful tribe.
In the midst of the roar, Shanhen roared, and the moonlight in his right hand suddenly turned into a bloody knife. When it collided with the spear, it formed an impact that spread around.
"Black Blood Dust!" Shan Hen took a few steps back and spurted out blood from his pale face. The blood immediately turned into a blood mist in the air and went straight towards Su Ming.
His cultivation level is so profound that the Black Blood Dust Technique is far beyond what Su Ming can compare to. As soon as this technique is released, it immediately spreads over several feet in the surrounding area. Once it falls on Su Ming, it will penetrate through the body like a sharp arrow.
But the moment the blood mist that filled the sky approached Su Ming with penetrating power, the shadow of the moonlight suddenly flashed in Su Ming's eyes. Today is the night of the full moon. Today is the night of the full moon!
The countless moonlight filaments floating behind Su Ming rolled back in an instant. Almost at the moment when the blood mist came, these moonlight filaments suddenly condensed together in front of Su Ming, forming a silk screen of light, and
The blood mist touched it.
There was a loud bang, and Su Ming trembled. The moonlight threads in front of him shattered inch by inch, but the blood mist also swept past like a strong wind and disappeared.
At the same time, blood spilled from the corner of Shanhen's mouth, his body retreated several feet, and he suddenly jumped up. He no longer fought, but wanted to gallop away from this place.
How could Su Ming let him go away? His body swayed and he suddenly pursued him. But as soon as he got closer, Shan Hen turned around violently, his eyes showed pain and at the same time, there was more murderous intent.
"Su Ming, you forced me to do this!" Shan Hen roared, but saw the bloody knife in his hand raised violently. In an instant, a knife-shaped barbaric pattern appeared on his face. This
It's his barbaric pattern!
At the same time that the barbaric pattern appeared, behind Shan Hen, in the distortion of nothingness, a red sword suddenly appeared. As the sword fell, the shadow of the red sword passed through his body, carrying a pounding force.
With great murderous intention, he went straight towards Su Ming and chopped him off.
This sword was stunning. It was Shan Hen’s strongest blow as the leader of the Wushan hunting team! So many people and beasts died under his sword!??
Next to Su Ming, the large amount of moonlight that came suddenly turned into threads, entwining towards the slashing knife, but the moment they touched the shadow of the knife, they all broke off.
Seeing that the knife was about to fall, Su Ming's eyes suddenly filled with flames, as if his pupils were ignited. When the flames appeared, the energy and blood in Su Ming's body immediately felt like it was burning, as if it was burning.
In his body, there is a ball of fire that burns the world!
On this night of the full moon, the fire was more intense than any other day. Su Ming did not roar, but with his eyes burning, he raised his right hand and pressed it towards the oncoming bloody knife.
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At this moment, flames burst out all over his body. After covering his body, a huge man of flame seemed to be formed on his body. The man of flame seemed to take a breath towards the full moon in the sky. At this moment, it seemed that this
The moonlight between heaven and earth was sucked in by it, making the surroundings seem to dim all of a sudden.
"Fire!" Su Ming spoke softly. On the way to pursue him, he had already felt the fire existing in his body under the full moon. It seemed that as long as he thought about it, the fire would burst out.
But they saw the flame giant follow Su Ming's right hand and slam into the approaching blood knife. In the process of hitting it, its figure no longer looked like a human, but turned into a sea of fire and burned away.
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The roaring sound was earth-shattering at this moment. The sea of fire and the bloody knife collapsed at the same time. The mountain mark god was in disbelief and spurted out blood. He was already seriously injured, and he couldn't bear it at this moment. He rolled his body backwards and sprayed out again in mid-air.
Bleeding out, he ran away while stumbling.
Blood overflowed from the corner of Su Ming's mouth. The blood fell into the snow on the ground. It immediately made the snow seem to be burning with flames, and large areas of the snow melted immediately. Seeing that the mountain mark was about to escape, Su Ming took a step forward fiercely, holding the scale-blood spear in his hand.
Strike forward hard.
Whistling and whirling, the scaly blood spear turned into a large bloody eagle, and landed in front of Shan Hen's escape. It made a loud bang, set off an impact, and stunned Shan Hen's body.
At the same time as he paused, Su Ming stepped on the ground. Immediately, on the snow beside him, a stone dagger left behind by his tribe when they migrated bounced up. He grabbed it in his hand and walked away in the blink of an eye.
When he got close to the mountain mark, he stabbed him with a knife.
"I can't die!" Shan Hen looked ferocious. The moment Su Ming stabbed him with the knife, the five fingers of his right hand flashed with a faint red light and suddenly turned into a red knife. Almost at the same time, both of them stabbed them.
into each other's bodies.
"Give me ten years, just ten years!!" Shan Hen gasped and roared in the pain of his body.
"When I was a kid, you were the elder I admired very much. I knew that you had to be indifferent because you had a great responsibility. You had to protect the tribe. The tribe needed someone as kind as Peng Shou, but also a ruthless person.
So, you chose to be cold... The stab you stabbed me with was my thank you for protecting the tribe."
"But I will never forgive you, and neither will the tribesmen who died because of your betrayal!" Su Ming spat out blood from the corner of his mouth, pressed against Shan Hen's body, and fiercely pulled out the stone knife he held in his right hand.
Pierce it in again.
"This knife was given to you by the dead old men of the tribe."
"This knife was given to you by the non-waste members of the tribe who died to protect the clan leader." Su Ming whispered in Shan Hen's ear before stabbing him again.
"This knife belongs to Ula."
"This knife belongs to Liu Di." Su Ming's eyes were filled with tears, and he kept stabbing with sadness. Every time he struck the knife, Shan Hen's body that was leaning against him trembled, and the blood from the corner of his mouth continued to flow.
Tears, pain and hurt.
"This knife belongs to Grandpa Nansong." Su Ming looked at the ruins of the tribe, holding the mountain mark to prevent him from falling, and pushed him forward. The knife in his right hand stabbed out again, and with his
Pushing, a line of shocking blood traces flowed on the snow under the feet of the two men, until Su Ming pushed against the mountain traces and came across a huge wooden fence that was not too badly damaged around the tribe.
With a bang, the fence shook, and Su Ming stabbed him again.
"This knife belongs to grandpa."
"This knife belongs to me." Su Ming whispered, and pierced the stone dagger in his hand deeply into Shan Hen's heart. Shan Hen fell on Su Ming's body, his body twitching continuously, his eyes
The light inside gradually dimmed.
There was silence all around. There were only two of them in the entire tribe, seemingly hugging each other. Su Ming closed his eyes. After a long time, he gently stepped back a few steps. Shan Hen's body fell to the ground, and his eyes lost their light.
, seemingly unable to see Su Ming's presence, he struggled to raise his trembling right hand and took out a bone from his chest.
It was a very small bone, which looked like a baby's thigh. Holding the small bone, Shan Hen's eyes were filled with tears.
In those tears, he lost his breath and life.
I’m writing very slowly today. I’m currently writing the third chapter. I’ll try my best. (To be continued.!)