The setting sun gradually disappeared in the west, and the golden dusk slowly disappeared. As the sky became dark, the little stars outlined the starry sky in Su Ming's memory, and the bright moon made people look at it.
, can’t help but feel homesick.
But Su Ming didn't know how people in their hometown could feel homesick. He just knew that on the first night after returning to Wushan, he looked at the moon and thought that he was still here.
After seeing his grandfather, seeing Lei Chen, and seeing everyone in his memory, Su Ming's heart gradually calmed down. He was so familiar with every plant and tree here. Everything here was buried in his heart.
Never forget it in your life.
Beiling was still indifferent to him, but Chen Xin still cared a little about him. The house that belonged to Su Ming was spotless and tidy because of Chen Xin's silent care.
Maybe this is love, or maybe it has nothing to do with love. Chen Xin may have liked Su Ming, but maybe she liked Beiling more.
Ula's scorn, this not particularly beautiful girl fell into his arms in his memory, and when she murmured the name Mo Su, her beauty surpassed all, and was deeply imprinted in Su Ming's heart, making her
He can't forget.
Now that I saw it again, Su Ming only had warmth in his heart and nothing else.
Lei Chen's hearty laughter and the vows he made made Su Ming deeply feel the warmth between brothers. He didn't want to believe that all of this was false.
Grandpa's kindness and warm embrace made Su Ming rather believe that he had a dream last night, a cruel dream that had nothing to do with romance, was bloody, and contained time.
Now, perhaps, I am waking up from a dream.
Su Ming sat outside his house, looking up at the moon in the sky. The dinner at Lei Chen's house reminded him of a lot. A lot...
There are not many lights in the tribe at night, the surroundings are quiet, and tonight... there is no wind.
But yet another stream of sobbing xun music was swirling in the night. It was the music played by the clansmen in the tribe. This music was unforgettable to Su Ming.
"Maybe. It's not three days. Maybe, yesterday was a dream, maybe... I can stay in Wushan forever." Su Ming murmured. Lei Chen was not with him. At night, he was scolded by his mother again.
Dun. stayed at home and had to pretend to sleep.
Su Ming silently looked at the moon in the sky and listened to the Xun music, as if... he didn't know he was a guest in a dream.
He suddenly wanted to take a look. Maybe he didn't recognize Bai Ling at this time!
Thinking of Bai Ling, Su Ming felt a sting in his heart. The lost promise was gone forever. When people looked back, they could only hear sighs and could not see each other.
Su Ming stood up and walked towards the tribe gate. But just when he reached the tribe gate and was about to go out, his steps stopped. Because in front of him, a figure walked in the darkness.
"Who are you!" A sinister voice came from this figure. He gradually walked out of the shadows and walked under the moonlight. He was none other than Shan Hen!
His eyes were cold and cold, staring at Su Ming. When he spoke at this moment, there were faint fluctuations in his cultivation on his right hand, as if he was about to condense a sword.
"You are not Su Ming. You can deceive others, but you cannot deceive me. Every time Su Ming looks at me, his eyes are different from yours." Shan Hen stared at Su Ming and spoke in a deep voice.
Su Ming silently looked at Shan Hen, the clan elder who was killed by his own hands in his memory.
"I am Su Ming." Su Ming spoke softly and walked forward. Shan Hen's expression changed and he suddenly raised his right hand. But the moment he raised his right hand, Su Ming walked gently from his side.
Suddenly, Shan Hen's whole body was shaken, and he could not put down his raised right hand. At that moment, when Su Ming walked past him at a speed faster than his eyes, he felt a powerful force that made him
Suffocating waves.
The fluctuation was very light and only spread out half a foot. Only he could feel it. In Shan Hen's opinion, the strength of the aura surpassed all the barbarians he had ever seen, even surpassing Kaichen!
He had a strong feeling that with just one thought, the other party could destroy himself, this tribe, and this land!
In this shock, Shan Hen's whole body was soaked with sweat. After a long time, he slowly turned around and could no longer see Su Ming's figure.
Su Ming walked on the road in the mountain forest. In this late night, his pace was not fast, and he walked step by step towards Bai Ling's tribe.
While walking, Su Ming stopped. He hesitated for a moment, looked at Wushan in the dark night, suddenly raised his right hand, put it to his mouth, and blew a sharp whistle.
The sound of the whistle swirled and gradually disappeared into the dark night. Su Ming waited silently until half an hour later, suddenly, from the distant jungle, a fiery red figure came galloping towards him.
Along with the appearance of this figure, there were also cheerful neighings. That fiery red color was none other than... Xiao Hong!
It came galloping and soon appeared in front of Su Ming. It looked excited and danced around Su Ming for a few times. Then it sat down on Su Ming's shoulder and grabbed Su Ming's hair with its claws.
, and kept fiddling with it.
"Xiaohong..." Su Ming looked at the little monkey on his shoulder and let it play with his hair. He raised his hand and gently touched its body, with an emotional and complicated smile on his face.
"We meet again……"
Xiao Hong hissed a few times, as if they had indeed met again, and even stared at Su Ming, gesticulating towards Su Ming for a long time, expressing a very angry meaning, as if she was blaming Su Ming for not appearing for a long time.
Xiao Hong's last gesture was three fingers. Su Ming knew that this meant three days, or three months, or three years, thirty years, or even longer...
Only Xiao Hong himself knows the specific amount.
Touching the hair on Xiao Hong's body, Su Ming took long strides and turned into a rainbow and headed straight for Bai Ling's tribe. Not long after, the huge fence of the Oolong Department appeared in front of him.
There are also spears standing upright on the fence, which are the guardians of this tribe.
Su Ming looked at the Oolong tribe and walked over. No one noticed his arrival until he found the figure in his memory that made his heart ache in the tribe when his consciousness spread.
That was Bai Ling's house. In this dark night, Bai Ling had already fallen asleep. Her beautiful cheeks showed tranquility, which seemed a little different from her when she opened her eyes and revealed wildness.
Su Ming stood silently beside Bai Ling's bed, looking at this beautiful woman and the smile on her lips while she was sleeping, wondering what beautiful things she had dreamed of.
Su Ming's heart ached. Scenes in his memory emerged between him and Bai Ling, including the encounter with the blood moon, the circles on the snowy night, and the low-pitched whispers, telling each other's stories.
There is the last moment. The white head among the snowflakes...
Until that promise that Su Ming couldn't make, all of this turned into a sadness that filled Su Ming's heart. He stared blankly at Bai Ling, looking at this deep imprint on his heart.
The woman in his heart is the first love of his life.
"Ling'er...I'm back..." Su Ming murmured softly, with gentleness in his eyes. He raised his hand and gently touched Bai Ling's face. His movements were very gentle, but his
The moment his hand was about to touch Bai Ling's cheek, Bai Ling's eyes opened.
She looked at Su Ming very quietly, and the wildness in her eyes was a firework that Su Ming could not forget.
Su Ming's hand paused. But it was only for a moment, and he touched Bai Ling's face without hesitation. The face was a little cold and very soft. It made Su Ming's eyes even softer.
Bai Ling did not dodge, but opened his eyes wide. He looked at Su Ming, completely stunned.
Until Su Ming raised his hand, the softness in his eyes remained. After giving Bai Ling a deep look, he stood up, turned his head, and was about to leave.
"Who...are you..." Bai Ling's frightened and weak voice came from behind him.
"Su Ming." Su Ming walked towards the door of the house. The moment he touched Bai Ling, the coldness on Bai Ling's face made him understand a lot in his bitter heart.
This place is unreal, this place... is false, this is the creation that the old man who cultivated the Xun said, this is an illusory world created with Su Ming's memory as the center.
Here is a void...
Because in this hot season, the coldness on Bai Ling's face is the last feeling in the snow in Su Ming's memory. All of this is illusory.
This three-day creation is for Su Ming to realize the existence of destiny in this world of memory... You can not believe it, you can think that the Wushan in the memory is false. As long as you take action, you can change the existence of destiny here.
Kill all the familiar people, Grandpa, Lei Chen, Bei Ling, Wula, Chen Xin, Bai Ling and so on!
As long as you can take action, you can naturally see the expressions of each person after being killed by you. At that time, you can see whether all this is true or false. At that time, you can also
If you do it, you can reverse Wushan and completely forget about it. From now on, there will be no connection at all and it will no longer affect your mood.
No matter in the future, whether anyone will go to Wushan to do anything.
As long as you can choose to take action, everything... will disappear. Everything, like a true awakening, will shatter the world you think you don't believe, and the people behind it who are manipulating your destiny.
If you believe it, then you must be determined to endure a series of difficulties, a series of sadness and parting that will occur due to Wushan...
No matter what he chooses, this will be a short-term consummation. In this consummation, Su Ming can take a half-step towards the path of the wild soul at the end of the Bone Sacrifice Realm.
Because this perfection can be turned into a persistence, Su Ming will not be confused when he steps into the wild soul, making his success more likely.
"Why do I feel that you... are so familiar..." Bai Ling's voice came to Su Ming's ears. Behind him, Bai Ling sat up and looked at Su Ming blankly.
"Don't go..." She spoke softly, walked off the bed, and snuggled gently on Su Ming's back.
The starlight shines through the leather tent, hazy and blends with the moonlight. It is impossible to distinguish between the stars and the moon, between dreaming and waking, what is bright, what is sad, what is longing for, and what is more.
I don't know which of these men and women is crying.
Such a fleeting affair cannot take away the companionship in this life beyond waking up from a dream. Such attachment... getting further and further away, it is better to... not see each other.
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Fourth update, there is no fighting in these four chapters, but writing is much more tiring than fighting. Tomorrow, I will continue to explode. I will see if I can write the fifth update tomorrow!!