Chapter 1461 A Wine in This Life
The sky can't see the sun, and the whole sky is drowsy. For example, when hundreds of ghosts walk at night, what they need is the night sky, not the day. Under such a sky, walking in the city, the moment Su Ming approached the gate, he looked back at the palace, where it seemed that he could feel the breath of
With the meaning of farewell, this breath permeates the city, as if it is slowly integrated into one with this ancient city that has been dead for many years. Living in the world that belongs to you, you deceive your own consciousness to tell yourself that everything here is true.
Su Ming sighed softly. He understood the persistence of the emperor, which was the resurrection of the corpses placed in the side of his imperial chair.
"Only when he thinks this is true can those who are resurrected by him not think that this is fake, Di Tian..." Su Ming was silent, as if he had re-recognized the figure that had been entangled with him for thousands of years in the world of mulberry.
"For the people he wants to resurrect, he chose to get lost and is willing to sink here. Where is my road...?" Su Ming walked out of the city in silence. Outside the gate, he turned around for the second time and looked at the headless figure sitting on his knees like a statue.
"Big brother..." Su Ming stared at the figure on the city for a long time, until the little boy in his arms opened his eyes, Su Ming turned around and walked to the distance.
"Big brother, do you know the figure that once appeared in the city?" The little boy lay in Su Ming's arms, looked up at the city, and whispered.
"It's my brother." Su Ming didn't look back and whispered.
The little boy didn't continue to speak and kept looking at the headless figure in the city...
Su Ming did not disturb the master brother's practice. Because Su Ming's choice is different from Di Tian, it is another way. It is not to be lost, but to break all nihilism and open his own eyes to find the real world.
If he chooses to be willing to get lost, then when Su Ming chooses at this moment, he understands that he will see the headless figure open his eyes and the big brother in his memory, and even Su Ming believes that he will have a way to find the possibility of making other familiar faces appear in front of him again in this world.
It's just... All this is still false. Su Ming doesn't want to take such a road. The road he wants to take is different from Di Tian.
That road will be more difficult and longer. On this road, the emperor did not finish, and he chose to be lost, but Su Ming's distant figure under the dark sky at this moment is in this faint bleakness, which contains a firm meaning. He... will never give up his way.
Di Tian did not continue to walk, Su Ming can understand, but he himself will definitely come to the end of the road!
In silence, Su Ming's figure became farther and farther away until he disappeared on the horizon, outside the ancient city, far away...
"I saw the tears in the corners of your brother's eyes..." The little boy lay on Su Ming's shoulder and whispered.
Su Ming paused. When he turned around, he stared at the invisible city and sighed.
Time goes by, ten years, twenty years... until another hundred years have passed.
In this once glorious world, Su Ming has gone through 300 springs and autumns. Year after year, day by day, he has walked through the ruins, through mountains and rivers, through the deserts, and through one continent after another.
Until on the sixth continent, in front of a mountain, Su Ming paused silently and closed his eyes. In a starry night sky, he chose to meditated.
This seat is ten years.
After ten years of meditation, when Su Ming opened his eyes, the whole world seemed to be a little different. Su Ming did not care about his cultivation and did not check the specific level. It seemed that all this was not important to him at this moment.
What he value is not his own cultivation, but perception, cultivation and combat effectiveness, which are only incidental in the process of perception, not the focus.
"Let's go." Su Ming stood up. The little boy pulled the corner of Su Ming's clothes and followed him to the distance. The passage of time did not change with people's will, and gradually another 90 years passed.
This is Su Ming's four hundred years in this world. He came to the seventh continent. The land of this continent is black, endless, with no mountains, no rivers, no vegetation, only the cursed, endless black.
Looking from afar, the black land without mountains seems to be a black ocean, but the waves are unbearable, like the Dead Sea...
Perhaps, in such an ocean, there will be an ancient boat that wanders forever. Those who medit on their knees on the boat will be the extinct old man in Su Ming's memory.
"He's here." When Su Ming stepped on the mainland, he whispered that on this continent, Su Ming did not deliberately look for it, but naturally felt the breath of the eldest prince, or... that was Lin Dongdong's breath.
This breath is mixed, which exists the life of the old man, and also contains the breath of Su Ming's childhood playmate, the son of Su Xuanyi, and Lei Chen.
"Will we meet?" The little boy pulled the corner of Su Ming's clothes and spoke softly.
"He will meet us." Su Ming lowered his head and touched the little boy's hair. When he muttered, he walked to the distance until Su Ming reached the winter of the fourteenth year on the seventh continent. In the falling snowflakes, his footsteps did not stop and walked all the way.
Gradually, when the earth here became white, Su Ming saw the first mountain on this continent, which was a mountain like a human palm straight into the cloud peak.
That's... Su Ming's memory of Wushan. This mountain may not exist, but it was created and stood here. At the bottom of the mountain, Su Ming saw a house. Outside the house, he sat cross-legged at this moment.
This figure, at first glance, was the eldest prince, but at the second glance, he became Lei Chen. When Su Ming was approaching, Lei Chen opened his eyes.
"You're here." Lei Chen smiled on his face.
Su Ming stood there silently. After a long time, he also smiled and sat cross-legged beside Lei Chen.
"Where are they?" Su Ming asked.
"After coming to this world, we dispersed. Where did they go... I don't know." Lei Chen raised his right hand and immediately appeared several wine jars between him and Su Ming.
"We haven't had a drink together for a long time, have we? I still remember how we stole Grandpa's wine at the foot of the mountain when we went to Wushan. Lei Chen opened his mouth softly, with memories in his eyes.
Su Ming was silent. After a long time, he took the wine jar and put it on his mouth, but he didn't see the wine in the jar. It was empty... But on Lei Chen's side, Su Ming clearly saw that the wine flowing from the corners of his mouth fell on the snow.
This scene made Su Ming look sad and slowly put down the wine jar.
"Why don't you drink it? Do you know... for you and my drink this time, I... have been waiting for you for 400 years." Lei Chen looked at Su Ming with a smile, and the vicissitudes of life gradually appeared in his expression.
"Why?" Su Ming looked at Lei Chen and said softly.
"I'm tired... I'm tired from the bottom of my heart. Over the years, I've been very tired, very tired..." Lei Chen's face showed bitterness. After picking up the wine jar and taking a big sip again, he exhaled deeply.
"It's good to look like this now. I'm very satisfied. Here are you, grandfather, father, Wushan people, and my world." Lei Chen smiled, and his smile seemed to be full of satisfaction.
"I only regret that I haven't drunk with you for a long time... In the previous life, you and I were brothers... In this life, would you like to accompany me and finish drinking this wine?" Lei Chen looked at Su Ming, his eyes were clear, waiting for Su Ming's choice.
Su Ming was silent, but the little boy beside him became nervous and pulled the corner of Su Ming's clothes. It seemed that Su Ming's choice this time was extremely critical even for him.
"Big brother... Don't choose like this..." Hao Hao looked at Su Ming. His words had almost just come out, and Su Ming had picked up the wine jar.
Holding the wine jar, Su Ming slowly closed his eyes in silence. Time passed silently. Only the falling of the snowflakes seemed to ignore the coming and departure of time, and still spilled the earth...
When Su Ming's eyes opened again, he looked at the snowflakes on the ground, at Wushan, and Lei Chen. In a vague way, he saw that outside the house, it was actually a familiar tribe. Not far from the tribe, Ah Zhengyi looked at here, as well as the Beiling, as well as Chen Xin, and the former faces Myself.
Su Ming bowed his head. The wine jar in his hand was no longer empty, but there was wine, but the little boy around him was no longer there.
Looking at Lei Chen, Su Ming drank the wine in the jar in one bite. A smile appeared on his face. The smile seemed to release his fatigue and dissipate his depression. With Lei Chen, his first friend in his life, brother, drank wine together under this Wushan and in this tribe.
With the passage of time, from dawn to the night sky, Lei Chen and Su Ming echoed here with laughter, drinking a jar of wine, talking about the past years, and talking about the beauty of the past.
"I still remember what you looked like when you first saw Bai Ling. Haha, speaking of which, if we hadn't gone to the city of several tribes that day, you probably wouldn't have met Bai Ling." Lei Chen put down the wine jar with a smile.
"I also remember the girl you liked at that time, but I have always disagreed with your vision..." The smile on Su Ming's face was very beautiful, just like the innocence and spotless.
When Lei Chen heard this, he immediately laughed and seemed to be very emotional when he shook his head.
"At that time, after all, I was young. Looking at the very close relationship between you and Bai Ling, I felt that I should also have a close friend. I don't know why, I thought she was very good, but now I can't remember her name."
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