Chapter 419 It's It!!

Volume 3 Famous Zhendonghuang Chapter 419 It's It!!

When the old witch of the White Bull Department saw that Su Ming had a gaffe, he was stunned and immediately had ecstasy in his heart. He did not feel the sacred object in the clan. No matter how strange this thing was, it could not be compared with the weight of the tribe in his heart.

If he is allowed to choose, even if he one day knows that the things left by the clan are a great treasure, he will not regret it... As long as his tribe can survive more people under this disaster, those children can grow up, and the young people in those clan can have the day when they can watch each become white hair. .

If he can do this, he can give up everything. For him, this is the greatest meaning of his life after he became a witch!

While being ecstatic, the old man also felt uneasy. This was the first time he saw that Su Ming could not control his emotions. The action he just caught made the old man have an illusion that if he withdrew his hand, it would definitely cause the other party's stormy murder.

At this moment, the old man stepped back a few steps and bowed to Su Ming with his fist. When Su Ming observed the sacred things in his clan, the old man opened his mouth respectfully.

"Whether the adult really chooses to help my fragile white cow department or not, this thing belongs to the adult's use... It's just that the villain represents 379 people of my tribe, begging the adults to have mercy and help me once..." This old man, the witch of the white cow department, is not good-looking, the old man Unexpectedly, when he stepped back, he knelt down to Su Ming.

He is the witch of the White Bull Department, he has his pride, he is the central witch, he has his pride... In fact, if there is no tribe, even if he dies, he will stand and die. How can he kneel easily?

But at this moment, he knelt down for the tribe, for the familiar faces, for the immature voice that called him grandpa, and for the young men and women in the clan he watched to grow up.

He will never forget that when he was a child, although his appearance was ugly, no clan members had any malice towards him. He could not forget the secret love for the most beautiful woman in his family in his youth.

He can't forget that after the death of the previous generation of witches, when he identified himself as witches, his kind eyes and high hopes were all his warmth and the most important part of his life.

For the sake of the tribe, don't kneel down and beg, don't say that the holy things of the clan have been sent out, don't say that they have been questioned by the clans one after another. He can even imagine that when the clan finds that the holy things are not seen and find that the holy things that are now placed in

But he chose to bear these! Silently, one person to bear it, just for the continuation of... the tribe.

Su Ming is his only hope.

Su Ming's eyes slowly moved away from the sacred object of the white cow in his hand and looked at the witch of the white cow kneeling there. The wisdom shown by the old man was given to him by years. His decisiveness was brought by his character.

Su Ming didn't know everything he did for his tribe, but he could see a little bit of it.

"Am I your only hope?" After a long time, Su Ming slowly opened his mouth. Although the other party was a witch, although he came from a barbarian, and although the two races were at war, the old man's behavior reminded Su Ming of his grandfather...

The old man who knelt there nodded gently.

"What if I'm not here?" Su Ming was silent for a moment and asked.

"I will choose to integrate with the Black Crane Department, even at a high cost... I even thought that the Black Crane Department would find Mrs. Ji, the strongest person in the vicinity. In fact, if Mrs. Ruoji really comes to find the trouble of my White Bull Department, I also have a way to let it stop..." The old man raised his head and looked The face of the cheek, at this moment, looks full of wisdom and vicissitudes, as well as deep fatigue.

"What will you do if your two people don't find a tribe that values them or a strong person who is willing to come here to help you migrate?" Su Ming said calmly.

"This is the order of my white bull department. If so, I will stay here with my people to watch the arrival of the eastern wilderness, sing ancient songs in the destruction, and dance the dance handed down by my ministry. There is nothing to be afraid of death." The old man was silent. After a long time, he smiled and said softly.

Su Ming looked at the old man and gradually had respect on his face. This was a person worthy of his respect. Even if he was a witch, when he said this, Su Ming could feel that there was no falsehood in his words.

Such words, if you don't have such an idea, even if you say it, you can't believe it.

"At the beginning of the soul moon, bring your clan here." Su Ming closed his eyes. When he opened it a moment later, he opened his mouth faintly and turned to the imprisoned Dongfu Mountains. Now looking at an empty place, his figure disappeared in a flash of ripples.

The old man of the White Bull Department looked at Su Ming's departure and looked grateful. He stood up and bowed deeply with his fist there. Then he left with expectation.

In the confinement of the Dongfu Mountains, Su Ming's figure came out of nothingness. He held the sacred object of the white cow in his hand, sat cross-legged next to the black wooden stick, looked down at the object in his hand, and the excitement flashed on his face.

"I didn't expect to see this thing again here... What the hell is it..." Su Ming took a deep breath, and what he was holding a round stone plate in his hand.

This stone plate looks very ordinary. Except for some fine carvings on it, there seems to be nothing surprising. Only in the center, it is inlaid with a piece the size of a nail cover. The color of the piece is slightly different from that of the stone plate, so it looks very obvious.

What made Su Ming lose his temper in front of the old man of the White Bull Department before was in this stone plate, the inlaid fragments, which were only the size of a nail cover, all dark, emitting bursts of light!

This thing is similar to the strange fragments hanging on Su Ming's neck, but compared with Su Ming's piece, this piece is much smaller.

Only this thing can make Su Ming lose his composure before. He caught it and was seen by the old man, but compared with these little things, it is nothing to get this thing at all.

Staring at this fragment, Su Ming looked sometimes confused and sometimes recalled. The scene of Wushan in his memory somehow came out of his mind.

From getting the black fragment, to deceiving the barbarian statue, so that he can cultivate the barbarian, to the destruction of Wushan, to the inheritance of the wind and thunder...

This black fragment changed everything about him.

Looking at the stone plate, Su Ming was stunned for a long time. It was not until the sunset in the sky that he sighed with a complicated look. The memory of those scenes made him feel sad for the first time.

After calming down, Su Ming removed his black fragments from his neck. At the moment he placed on the stone plate, the fragments in the stone plate immediately flashed strongly. At the same time, his fragments in Su Ming's hand also flashed brightly, as if they were reflecting each other.

Then, what made Su Ming take a breath was the stone disk inlaid with this fragment. At this moment, the carvings on it glowed white. In Su Ming's eyes, it seemed to be alive and slowly turned.

But after only three turns, the light immediately dimmed, and several cracks immediately appeared on it, which seemed to break and collapse faintly. Su Ming's eyes flashed and put away his black fragments, so that the stone disk was not completely broken.

"This thing is embedded in this stone plate, but I don't know what's strange about this stone plate. Next time when the witch of the White Bull Department comes, I want to ask." Su Ming touched his chin, suppressed his inner excitement, and put the stone plate into the storage bag.

"Nine yin world... the ancient ruins? The nine underworld flowers in it can break through the barbarian soul and experience the great disaster of life and death. I have never heard of this before, but looking at the words of the old man of the White Bull Department, it should not be a lie.

There is also the art of curse, which originated from here and was mastered by the people of the witch clan. In this way, there may be some ancient treasures in this nine yin world, such as..." Su Ming looked down at the red ring on his finger, and he never had time to study this thing.

"Do the barbarians also find a way to go? Maybe they can see some familiar faces and witches there..." Thinking of the witch people, Su Ming had a headache. The riot caused by Hong Luo made Su Ming not know what to say after meeting Wanqiu and others.

After thinking for a moment, Su Ming shook his head and stopped thinking about this headache. He knew that the Dead Sea Glacier could not go in a short time at this moment, and the fusion of thunder crystals could not be completed in a short time.

Before waiting for the arrival of the White Bull, Su Ming decided to study the art of curse while consolidating the three styles of leaving the wind inherited from his style.

In addition, the black wooden stick was snatched by him after experiencing great danger. During this period, he also needs to study it to see if there is no other effect.

In addition to these, Yuanying is seriously injured in the split, and he needs to be carefully recuperated at this moment, but the power of heaven and earth is strong here. Even if there is no elixir, it can slowly make the injury lighter.

It took more than half a month in a flash. In the past 20 days, Su Ming's split injury recovered a little, and Yuan Ying was no longer lax. Although he was still a little weakened, he was energetic.

As for the black wooden stick, although Su Ming couldn't find a way to put it in the storage bag, he found that it could not only change its weight, but also change its size. After shrinking it, he carried it with him.

And the red ring, the power contained in it, made Su Ming slightly intoxicated under the research. The power of the curse was extremely vast, which made Su Ming confused and always confused, but every time he was immersed in a trance, he would be in a trance.

In the early morning of this day, Su Ming woke up from being immersed in the red ring. He still looked confused and recovered for a long time.

"The power of the curse..." Su Ming muttered softly, and suddenly his expression moved. He looked up and looked out of the confinement here.

After a while, the voice of the old man of the white bull came faintly from the outside.

"Lord Dementor, the witch of the White Bull Department asked for a meeting. I came with the people of the clan with a dementor physique in the clan."

Su Ming stood up, shook his sleeves, and immediately the little snake flew over and disappeared beside him. At the same time, the poisonous corpse turned into a black light and was put into a storage bag by Su Ming. As for the split, his Yuanying flew out in an instant. After Su Ming's heavenly spirit, Ji Yunhai's puppet body, together After Su Ming took it away, he raised his right hand and pointed to the front.

Still, there was a ripple flash in the nothingness in front of him, and a gap appeared. The old man of the White Bull Department came in with two young men and women with a nervous look... Ask for a monthly ticket... RQ