Chapter 111 Awakening to the Stranger

It was raining in the sky, and the rain fell on the wide leaves, making a rustling sound. The water accumulated a lot in the leaves, condensing into a stream of water along its veins and falling at the tip of the leaves.

This is a rainforest, which is full of mud, and the rain sprinkles on it, forming a muddy land. The sky is dark. Only the occasional lightning can reflect everything in the world clearly in an instant.

The thunder that rolled up and went quietly swirling around in the middle of the night.

In the depths of this rainforest, there is a mountain hidden in the night. The mountains are not high and can't lead the strangeness and danger of Wushan. They are short, but there are many.

At this moment, a lightning scratch... broke through the sky, making the earth bright in an instant. It can be faintly seen that there seems to be a person lying on the waist of one of the mountains.

This person has been here for several days. In this place where there are few people, I don't know how this person appeared. He looks extremely embarrassed in broken animal skin.

Lying there, motionless, this is a young man who looks like he is in his twenties. Although his eyebrows are beautiful, there is a scar on his face.

He closed his eyes, and there were a lot of wounds on his body. Under the rain, these wounds were white and there was no fresh blood.

The rain continued. It was not until a few days passed that it slowly stopped. The sky was clear, and the dark clouds dispersed, and the bright sunshine ushered in.

Now, it's summer. After the rain, the earth slowly has a fog in the sky, and there is a hot scorching heat that bakes all living things.

The young man lying halfway up the mountain is still motionless, like death.

A few more days later, there were several vultans hovering in the sky. While these vultults' eyes were cold in the sky, the teenager staring at the mountainside seemed to hesitate.

Finally, a bald bear seemed to have no patience. It galloped down suddenly and came to the teenager's body. Its wings flapped a few times in a low altitude, and fell directly on the young man's chest. With its sharp beak, it was going to peck at the prey that had been stared for several days.

One bite, one bite, the baldle ate while observing the look of its prey, and gradually relaxed its vigilance. In it, it was indeed a dead man.

Then the rest of the vultures in the sky galloped one by one, silently falling on the young man one after another, his eyes were cold, but at the moment they had just fallen, suddenly the young man suddenly opened his eyes, raised his right hand to grab the first fallen vulture in his chest, and the rest of the vulture But their bodies seemed to stick to the young man and could not fly out.

The young man grabbed the vulture and put it on his mouth, bit the vulture's neck fiercely, drank its blood, and the fishy blood entered his body along his throat, making his body numb with hunger in his body sting.

But the tingling pain finally gave him a trace of warmth to his whole body.

Soon, the baldness struggled a few times and lost all its blood. It did not move. The young man took a deep breath, put the bald in his hand aside and slowly grabbed another bald that could not fly on his body, and drank its blood again until all seven baldnesses on his body died, the young man's The face gradually became a trace of blood.

He lay there and looked at the sky. The sky was blue, the sun was hot, and his eyes were at a loss. He was Su Ming.

In the rainy night a few days ago, he had woken up. At the moment he woke up, he could faintly hear the faint voice that echoed in his mind that called him as his brother, which had been with him.

When he was completely awake, he also felt the severe pain all over his body. He didn't have the strength at all, and he couldn't even raise his hand.

He could only lie there and let the rain fall on his body. The raindrops hit the wounds all over his body. It was painful and numb. It was not only his body, but also his heart.

These days, he was lying in place, and his mind was very confused and confused. He only remembered that in the middle of the sky of Wushan, because of the palm of the people in the starry sky, there was a whirlpool, and the moment he inhaled it, he saw Ah Gong's eyes closed, and the unknown life and death followed

He didn't know what the whirlpool was, why it appeared, let alone where he was now, but he looked at the scorching sun in the sky and the strangeness of the surrounding peaks. He had a vague foreboding in his heart that he should not be in Wushan.

He didn't want to believe that Grandpa was dead, but he understood that Grandpa's injury was much heavier than his own. The Grandpa's closed-eyed figure at the last glance made Su Ming unwilling to continue thinking. There was a tingling pain in his heart, as if he had lost his close relatives forever.

"Gong, you won't die" Su Ming closed his eyes, and the sadness on his expression was slowly hidden by him. From childhood to adult, he grew up under the protection of Grandpa. He did not leave too far alone for a long time. But now, the strangeness around him made Su Ming's heart lonely and made him strong. Come on.

When he opened his eyes again, he could not see the sadness. The sadness was hidden deeply. In his heart, outsiders could not see it. His eyes were calm, and even a little cold.

He struggled to sit up. Under the scorching sun, he crossed his knees and closed his eyes. He silently ran the congestion in his body, but the qi and blood had just flowed, and the right engraving turned into a severe pain, which made Su Ming tremble, but he gritted his teeth and did not make a sound.

He understood that his body fought a series of battles after a forced breakthrough, and was eventually seriously injured, leaving a deep hidden danger. This hidden danger has now broken out.

"The 243 blood lines on the seventh floor of the blood clotting state are still there, but before I recover, I can play..." Su Ming was out of breath, raised his right hand and clenched his fist, which hit sharply, but his expression did not change at all. He had learned to bear the pain.

"It can probably exert the strength of a hundred blood lines, which is equivalent to the peak of the fifth level of blood clotting. However, with the passage of time, this hidden danger will become bigger and bigger, making me weaker and weaker until I die." Su Ming was silent and went to run the inner blood line in the severe pain. Gradually, when the arrow darkened, when the bright moon appeared, Su Ming looked up at the wisp of moonlight falling, and gradually penetrated into the [body] outside his body to nourish the whole body.

The night passed quickly. When the early morning sun fell on the earth, dispelled some of the slight cold in the night, and was replaced by the heat again. Su Ming opened his eyes and exhaled a turbid breath.

His face was much better than yesterday, but he felt weak. Su Ming frowned, checked his body, and sighed.

"If it hadn't been for my mastery, and I can use the moonlight to heal my wounds, I'm afraid that after this night, the power of the blood line I can play will not still be like a hundred, but even so, there are only 98 blood lines left in the power I can play now.

This hidden problem must be solved as soon as possible. I need enough stones to recuperate. Su Ming pondered and touched the things in his arms. Although he had been involved in the virtual cave before, he didn't know how long it had existed in it, but several items in his arms were still there.

A broken pocket, a small bone held before the mountain mark died, and a beast bone given by the patriarch to confirm the safety of the tribe before leaving them.

In addition to these, there is also a bone, a fragment of a Wushan statue, and a small bottle that is damaged but not broken, which contains two drops of blood.

Looking at these items, Su Ming picked up the fragments of the Wushan statue. It was this fragment that scratched from his face when it exploded and formed a scar.

Looking at this thing, Su Ming closed his eyes. For a long time, he put all the items into the broken pocket. This thing may have a clue, but it is undoubtedly his only choice at this moment.

After packing up everything, Su Ming stood up, rubbed his eyebrows with his right hand, and looked thoughtful. Now he has to rely on himself for everything. He must be cautious and not make any mistakes.

"This place is strange. In my current state, it is not suitable to leave this rainforest before my cultivation is fully restored. The vegetation here is dense, and there may be some herbs I need." In the meditation, Su Ming's eyes flashed, and slowly went down the mountain with the ever-present weakening. In this continuous mountain and the rainforest, it took several days to look for them all with caution and vigilance.

"Gun-in-law... it's not here." A few days later, by a mountain river, Su Ming sat by the river, holding his chest. The pain there made his sadness invisible.

After a long time, Su Ming buried his sadness with indifference and calmness. By the river, he washed his body and looked at his face in the reflection of the river. The face was no longer 16 years old, but a faint trace of years.

"I stayed in the whirlpool for many years... Touching the scars left by the Wushan on his face. Su Ming was silent, cleaned his whole body, put on his clothes, tied his hair into a bundle, sat by the river, and silently looked at the sky.

"The token taken out by the man in black, why did the grandfather change his expression after seeing it? What the words of the man in black robe said... We are those people..."

"Although Bitu is dead, through the words of the black-robed man, the launch of this war has another meaning......" "The last big flag flying out of the grandfather's body turned into a starry sky. The black-robed man once lost his claim to call it the outer starry sky, what is the outer land..."

"My grandfather asked me to remember the starry sky. Can I say my background?" Su Ming was silent and looked complicated. What impressed him most was the figure of starlight in the changed starry sky, the middle-aged man who was somewhat similar to his appearance. Who was he?

Su Ming's heart has a hidden [answer] case, but he can't be sure.

"Is he... my father..."

With these things happening, Su Ming can feel that in this matter, there are some huge mysteries in himself, covering the surroundings so that he can't see clearly.

"And where am I now and how far am I from Wushan"

"Bai Ling agreed that I still remember, but I can't make it." Su Ming closed his eyes.

"Xiao Hong, are you all right?" When the day entered the dusk and darkened, Su Ming left the Xiaotong and walked towards the rainforest. His back was full of loneliness, with a staggering bleakness.