Chapter 101 Why.

He used the footsteps of the Montenegrin patriarch to help him find the reinforcements of the Montenegrin department. In front of these people, he killed the Montenegrin patriarch by cruel means and hurt his head. This move was deliberately magnified several times by Su Ming. In cooperation with his strange body under the full moon at this moment, he immediately gave Reach the extreme in an instant.

Su Ming must do this. He is very tired. Although it is nourished by the moonlight, he still has to kill the mountain marks. Su Ming hates this traitor who is now injured and fled into the jungle.

How to achieve all the goals with limited physical strength is the situation that Su Ming has to face now, so he will do these aggressive behaviors.

Especially the death of the big man who looked similar to that of the Black Mountain people, Su Ming's behavior was stained with a mystery. With the horror represented by the word evil and barbarism, Su Ming rushed forward. At the moment, the four reinforcements of Montenegro had lost their fighting spirit and were about to flee from here in horror.

In fact, even if there is no big man similar to this Montenegrin patriarch, Su Ming will deter people's hearts in the same way in the battle to achieve the purpose of his attack.

In this small jungle gap, in the following time, the roar was mixed with the sound of despair before death. For a long time, as the place slowly turned into silence again, Su Ming dragged his body and walked out step by step.

There were several more wounds on his body again, especially one of the knives, which seemed to be able to go into the bone. Under the moonlight, blood gradually flowed no longer, but Su Ming's face was as pale as the snow on the ground.

After him, there were four corpses upside down. Their blood stained the snow on the ground and paid the price for their invasion of Montenegro.

In fact, at this moment, the Ministry of Montenegro has regretted that they have miscalculated that the resistance of Bird Mountain has gone too much and overestimated their barbarians.

This kind of regret, in fact, in the trap in the jungle, they have already felt it, but they have fought to that extent. If the barbarians don't issue orders, they dare not retreat, they have to make mistakes.

However, despite this, there are still some Montenegrin tribesmen who are not dead but injured. In this killing, they were shocked by the death of the Bird Mountain Department. They did not continue to chase and did not return to the Black Mountain Department, but dispersed. In this jungle, they retreated far away and tried to find themselves not to continue to fight Mouth.

The madness of the Wushan Department makes them unforgettable.

Su Ming galloped from inside. He gasped and followed the clues on the ground, and looked for mountain marks according to the tracking technique he had naturally learned since he was younger than in the jungle!

He wants to find this person, on behalf of Nansong, on behalf of the whole people of the Bird Mountain Department, on behalf of all the familiar faces who died in the trap, and ask Shanhen why!

The roar in the sky is still going on. Su Ming knows that it was Grandpa who sacrificed his life and dragged the Black Mountain Bitu to fight with him until now, and it is still going on.

He used everything he could to protect the safety of the people. Su Ming was silent, but the persistence and firmness in his eyes did not diminish at all.

As he was moving forward, following the clues left by the mountain marks, Su Ming galloped after him. On the way, Su Ming saw a corpse from here. Those corpses were all the people he chose to leave along the way.

Looking at these people, Su Ming's heart was sad and deeply respected at the same time. He passed by the corpses of the clan, and Su Ming's footsteps stopped in the jungle in the distance.

In front of him was a big tree. Under the big tree, leaning against a young man, his hands hung down. On his right hand side, there was a bone, which was stained with brown blood, and several holes seemed to be covered.

Su Ming came to the front and looked at the dead willow flute. His body was stiff. His mindless eyes looked at the sky. He didn't know what he was looking at before he died. Perhaps, like the funeral song of the Bird Mountain, he was asking, whose eyes the blue of the sky, the starlight of the night blinked, and who

Looking at the willow flute, Su Ming slowly squatted down, picked up the bone damage, and put it in his arms.

He couldn't forget the sound of the song that echoed in the quiet tribe that made him a little dissatisfied. Even several times, he wanted to find this guy, but he resisted.

But now, Su Ming closes his eyes. He really wants to listen to a wisp of damaged song again, but the person who plays has returned.

Su Ming, left.

With its speed, with countless silk threads floating behind him under the moonlight, in this jungle, galloping forward, following the footprints of the mountain scars, Su Ming chased out.

The footprints of the mountain scar on the ground are very messy, which means that the mountain scar is not only seriously injured, but also seems to be confused, so it is in the escape and neglected to cover up.

Perhaps, he didn't expect that such a small person would chase him to death. Otherwise, as the leader of the Bird Mountain Hunting Team, his familiarity with the jungle is by no means worse than Su Ming.

This pursuit has been continuing with the passage of time. When the sky was completely late at night, the full moon was in the sky. Under its light, the stars around it dimmed. Even when the rolling fog in the roar of the sky could not be covered, Su Ming went to the old man to stop the pursuit of the Black Mountain. The gully of people's footsteps, the light curtain has been broken, and it is no longer.

Here, Su Ming saw the bird pull, and she lay there quietly, as if smiling.

Looking at the bird pull, Su Ming gently walked to him, looking at his pale and blurred face, and the words before the bird pulled his death seemed to appear in his ear.

"Are you... Mosu..."

Standing next to the body of the bird pull, after a long time, Su Ming suddenly raised his footsteps and walked out.

After walking through here, Su Ming came to the place where Bi Su was killed. Bi Su's body was no longer there, and it was obviously taken away.

Along the way, Su Ming's scene made him seem to re-examine the tragedy of the tribal war, which made him deeply remember his mind until he came to the place where his body trembled.

Here, it still belongs to the jungle. In front of Su Ming, he saw the broken flesh and blood on the ground, only the pale hair on the ground, revealing the old figures that Su Ming was familiar with. [ Baidu Seeking Magic Bar First Release, Ear Root Book Fan Official YY:3943]

This is the place where the old people in the tribe chose to stay after leaving the place of the trap. These old people are gone. The desolate wind blew across the earth, the snow on the ground, and some scattered white hair.

They asked the Grandpa for something that could make their flesh and blood explode. With their remaining lives, in the past of talking and laughing when they were young, when the pursuers of the Black Mountain came, they laughed fearlessly and turned into a bang.

Su Ming bowed deeply to this bloody field. These ordinary old people, like the barbarians who died in the war, were respected.

Silently raised his footsteps, Su Ming walked through the snow. Along the way, he found the five arrows of the bird's head and put them behind him. With his pursuit, he came to the place with the most deaths and the most tragic place. This is the trap of the Black Mountain.

Looking at this trap, Su Ming's murderous intention of mountain scars is even heavier.

There were many dead bodies on the ground, especially in front of Mu Ming. More than a dozen lazy young people in the tribe rushed out without hesitation, which made Su Ming's heart seem to be painful again.

He pursued the footprints of the mountain scar, which told Su Ming that all he saw was that the mountain scar was in the escape, and he also saw it. Even in these places, the footprints of the mountain scars were obviously much heavier, as if he had stopped here.

"Mountain marks, where you are going... will it be..." Su Ming muttered, with a complicated look. When he was very young, Shanhen was the leader of the tribe, and even like the female head, he was the elders and strong people worshipped by the Lasu people of the tribe.

The different personalities of the two people make the female head more popular with the Lassus, but the indifference of the mountain mark also makes those Lasus faintly feel their protection while they are afraid.

Perhaps, he has to be indifferent. As the leader of the hunting team, he guards the Bird Mountain and provides enough food, which makes him spend a lot of time fighting with beasts. Seeing too many bloody mountain marks, he may also smile, but this smile is often when the clan does not starve to death because of enough food. Only in the cheer can you appear on the face of the mountain marks hidden in the dark.

Most people can't see his smile.

Why did such a person betray the clan? Su Ming walked through this trap in silence. He no longer looked at the footprints of the ground. He had guessed where the mountain scars were at this moment.

After walking through the previous trap, under the moonlight, Su Ming turned into a red rainbow in front of him. Gradually, with the passage of time, a dark night appeared in front of Su Ming, with a vague outline.

There used to be laughter, happiness and beauty. Every night, there will be bonfires to illuminate the surroundings, the dance of the clans, and the Lasz playing at night.

There, it carries Su Ming's memory of 16 years, but now it is a bleak, dilapidated, and ruins.

There, it is the tribe of their bird mountain.

In the moonlight, as Su Ming approached, he saw a man kneeling there, crying in the center of the tribe without a gate, on the snow, in the chaos of the ground.

His crying was very clear in this quiet night, echoing all around. The sadness in the crying made Su Ming's footsteps have a stop.

"Is this sadness true..." Su Ming clenched his fist and walked over firmly. As he approached, Su Ming stopped when he walked through the broken tribal door and was a hundred feet away from the crying man.

He looked at the man's back, listened to his painful cry, and looked at the past home in front of him. Su Ming's heart seemed to be stabbed by a knife.

"Why!"

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