Pursuit of the Truth

They are afraid of death. They fear that their heart will be broken. So they don’t dare to be behind the tribe. They want to choose the middle. But among the crowds are some Lasu children who have lost their loved ones. So, they You can only choose to be close to the patriarch, in front of the tribal people, because they feel that it is safe, because they feel that everything has a patriarch to guard.

But now, they saw the crisis of the patriarchs, but this crisis will not hurt if they don’t go out like this. [bsp; In this critical moment, in the forefront of more than a dozen young people, There was a man, he was pale, his body was shaking, his fragile body seemed to be smashed by this fear, but his eyes were the first time he was crazy and bloodshot.

"I have been alive for the rest of my life. I have to eat and die. I have not made any contribution to the tribe. Instead, I have wasted so much food. I know that many people look down on me. I know that even Lasu believes that I am a waste. ......

I am indeed a waste, I am not a body, I am lazy, I don't have a strong body, I have no use... The only thing I have is the glory that Abba used for death when he hunted the beast for the Horde...

Today, Lao Tzu wants to tell all the tribes that I am a waste, but I am also a tribe! ! ! The young man stared red, rushed out in the middle of the squad, went straight to the patriarch, and used his flesh and blood to build a wall of life for the patriarch's life and death!

With a bang, the youth’s body, in the retreat of the patriarch, was intertwined with it, and it was in front of it, but only in an instant, he was penetrated by a roaring arrow, and the whole person burst open. Direct death.

"Abba... Your Lasu, not a waste..." The young man laughed before he died.

It was almost the moment when the young man rushed out of death. His companions, the more than a dozen young people all squatted and rushed out in madness. They used their lives to repay the tribe’s upbringing and use life to meet the dye again. The glory of the dust.

"We are waste, but we are also a member of the tribe!!" The more than a dozen young men rushed out and used their fragile body to use their blood to build flesh and blood for their tribe's patriarchs and their people. The gully, the roar of the roar, the two people in the Montenegro, who apparently did not expect the ordinary people of the Wushan Ministry to rush out at this time, but the eyes of the two are scornful. With disdain, as they look, this group of ordinary people is vulnerable to vulnerability.

In the roar, these dozens of people were full of flesh and blood, and they were fragmented, but they still used life, with their will, death also blocked, and more people, with the body hugged the black mountain, the first big man, even if The body was broken by the shock, but the teeth were biting.

It’s fierce. The magnitude of this tragic battle has reached a very high level. The will of these more than a dozen young people has instigated the two men who pursued the Montenegrin Ministry. They did not expect that these ordinary Wushan people were so crazy. With persistence, they will delay the pursuit of their footsteps.

The time of the two interest rates is very short. The price is the life of the young people. But the two interest rates are in exchange for the transition of the life and death crisis of the Wushan patriarch. In that sorrow, the Wushan patriarch returned to the light like the light, his The heart is like a knife, but he knows that he can't die, not for himself, but for the tribe.

He looked at the corpse in front of him and looked at the group of people who had made him very helpless and even disgusted. He looked at these familiar faces and now they are bloody, Wushan patriarch, a 40-year-old tower-like man. ,Cried.

Behind him, more people, crying, the more than a dozen young people, telling everyone with their lives, even though they are waste, they are also members of the tribe, and they can also die for the tribe!

Su Ming bit his lip, and the big man in front of him bombarded again and again. His whole body of 243 blood lines have condensed into one, and in that constant low-pitched, he smashed with this big man.

He is good at speed, and the big man is power. Like Ye Wang, this battle, even in this battlefield, is extremely conspicuous. Lei Chen saw it, and Ula saw it. Many people saw it.

The little girl in the crowd, tears, watching Su Ming, she was afraid.

At this moment, a sound of blasting sounds from a distance, but seeing the black fog figure of the black mountain part of the black mountain department of the Afghan war, suddenly collapsed and turned into countless black gas. Looking back around the circle, Agong took an indescribable momentum and marched toward the tribal people in a big step.

Ah Gong, come back! !

He was fast, and the whole person seemed to walk three steps forward in the sky. The first step fell. Ah Gong stood by Su Ming’s side. In the black man’s savvy blouse, Ah Gong pointed to this person. The eyebrows, this big man trembled, spurting out blood, and a deep blood hole appeared in the eyebrows. His look was bleak and fell directly, and he died.

Ah Gong did not pause, and walked out of the second step. In the second step, he appeared in the forefront. The black man who was fighting with Nansong, with a sharp right hand, waved, and the man immediately shocked and slammed. collapse.

An earth-shattering momentum, in the body of Agong, filled the sky, killing people step by step, the figure, so that all the Montenegrin tribes around, one by one to show fear, have to retreat.

Su Ming’s eyes were full of excitement, not only him, but all the Wushan people, all of them were excited to pick it up at the moment, but they saw the third step at the moment, and the third step was to step on that block. In front of the giant wood fence, one foot fell, the fence banged, and the countless pieces were spreading, but in the big sleeves of the Agong, these pieces were like sharp arrows, and they were walking beside the Wushan tribe. Go straight to those who are back in the Montenegro.

For a moment, the sound of screams whirls.

After three steps, Agong’s face became morbidly rosy, but it quickly dissipated. He turned back and calmed.

"Don't stay, go!!"

With his words, the people in the Montenegro have many deaths and injuries, and they dare not stop them. The people in the Wushan Department, under the leadership of the patriarch, moved quickly toward the front, leaning against the big trees and staying in the middle of the tree. The extremely fierce flute was also picked up and left.

Soon, the battlefield before this, there was silence, only the body and blood of the land, for a long time.

Su Ming was in the crowd, full of blood, walking quickly and silently. The little girl who was held by the tribe next to him was no longer crying at the moment, but within the ignorant eyes, he was strong.

She is still young, she doesn't know much, but she seems to grow up this night.

The moonlight fell on the earth, as if the Wushan people who had no homes illuminate the road ahead, so that they are no longer confused and no longer helpless.

"The patriarch, the patriarch... We have a few old men, let us stay, don't let the tribes take care of us, affecting the speed of migration..."

During the migration, suddenly there was an old voice with a cough from the crowd. It was an ordinary old man of the tribe. He was very old and couldn’t keep up with the tribal team. When he wanted to come, he could help The speed of the tribe is not as good as oneself.

"Let the young people go, I will stay... In fact, we should have chosen to stay in the tribe." Hey, another old man, stopped.

Soon, almost all the old people in this tribe, after a moment of silence, went out of the crowd one by one, about forty people, they stubbornly chose to stay, their residual life can not help the tribe But they can't let themselves delay the progress of the tribe.

"You..." The Wushan clan looked at him and closed his eyes, but he quickly opened it and went deep to the old people of this tribe.

"Let's go... We are tired..." The old men waved their hands to the tribes with their smiles. Their loved ones were in the crowd, tears shed, but they could not stop. Some young people also chose to stay, but they did not. allowed.

"Anyone, is there a kind of old guys that we can use, and will tell us like the young man, who will hurt people with flesh and blood." Among the old people, one person came out with a smile and looked at Agong.

A public silence for a moment, went forward, put a thing in the old man's hand, sighed and patted his shoulder, he knows that at this moment is not weak, more people need to move quickly, he fiercely turned .

"The rest of the people, continue to migrate!"

In the silent tears and frequent times, the old people looked at the people and they went away. They showed a kind smile and sat down with each other breathlessly. They talked about each other’s youthful past. In this month and night, they seemed to talk about the past. Brilliance.

The crowd, because there is no such old man, the speed of migration is much faster...

After a long time, when the day was bright, in the back of the Wushan people, the Wushan tribe, which is getting farther and farther, was broken under the faint moonlight and became a ruin.

It seems that there is no trace of vitality. In the years, it will turn into wreckage. Gradually, there may be some vegetation growing. It will slowly be re-formed as part of the jungle, making all the beauty and memories of existence. Will be hard to find.

At this moment, there is a wind blowing, such as a whimper that wrinkles, and the snow that rolls on the ground, sweeping over the ground. It is also rolling up a lot of debris scattered by the people before they leave, moving on the ground and making a rustling The sound reveals a bleak.

Among the sundries, there are children's toys, some of them are too late to take away the skin, the fire that is extinguished, some scattered herbs, and a lot of pots and bowls and broken hides.

In addition to the wind, the ruins of this tribe were silent, but one of the collapsed hides was moved at this moment, a round fluffy little beast, revealing the head from the pocket. This little beast is very cute, its hair should be white, but it is gray and sudden, its eyes are scared, and quickly ran out of the leather account, in the snow, shivering.

A humming sound came from its mouth, as if calling its owner, its name, Pippi, the pet of the little girl.

However, this cicada, its owner could not hear... It stayed alone in the ruins of this tribe, but never wanted to leave the collapsed leather account too far, because there is its home.

In the humming, the little beast slowly receded, as if he couldn’t bear it in the cold, and he had to go back to the leather account, but at this moment, the footsteps came from outside, but he saw the broken door from the tribe. More than a dozen people have come.

The leader is a strong big man, but his look is very gloomy. If Su Ming is here, he can recognize this person, it is the patriarch of the Montenegro.

Behind him was an equally gloomy boy. The teenager licked his lips and looked around, revealing a cruel smile. He was Bisu!

"Going fast! Going up, Ah Gong should be coming soon. This time, in addition to women, Wushan is not left!" The head of the Montenegrin family slowly opened and walked out of the ruins.

Bi Su retracted his eyes and looked around, but suddenly his eyes flashed and saw the little beast that shivered and shook. The corner of his mouth smiled slightly, and his right hand raised to the little beast.

Immediately, the little beast trembled, and the eyes fell down. A blue scent emerged from his body. He was caught in the hands of Bi Su and placed in his eyebrows. After a moment, his eyes were cruel.

"It's called Pippi... I miss your master, then I will send her to reunite with you."

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