Chapter 98 Lei Chen's Choice!

At the moment when the blood line was broken, Lei Chen's body trembled and spewed out blood.

The mountain mark was slapped out by the palm of Nansong, and his face was pale. After landing, he staggered for several feet. The blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his expression was complicated, revealing the pain of guilt. It seemed that he did not dare to face Nansong and lowered his head.

All this was born too fast. In a blink of an eye, everything turned around. Su Ming stared at the mountain scar and laughed miserably.

The mountain trace was pale, and the corners of his mouth kept overflowing with blood. Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and shouted. His shout was desolate. He suddenly turned around and no longer looked at Nansong and Su Ming, but ran crazily towards the jungle. In a blink of an eye, he rushed into the jungle. With the roar with

At the same time, the Black Mountain patriarch smiled ferociously, as if he had expected this scene for a long time, and went straight to Nansong, and the man in black who had just fought with Nansong was also injured and punched Nansong.

Nansong looked sad, his face was bloodless, and his body withered like a skeleton. On his back, the moon knife was deeply pierced and kept flowing blood.

At the moment when the Black Mountain patriarch and the man in black approached, Nan Song suddenly laughed. His laughter was desolate, and his whole body was shocked. Immediately, a long gap was cracked in his eyebrows, and a dark blue shadow suddenly came out and went straight to the coming enemy.

At the moment when the man in black approached the patriarch of the black and the patriarch of Montenegro, the blue shadow burst out and turned into an amazing impact and rolled upside down around. The man in black was injured, and at this moment, he could not bear the impact. His fragile eyes immediately broke and retreated in screaming.

As for the Montenegrin patriarch, he also did not expect that Nansong could use such a method under such a serious injury, and he knew that the machete on Nansong's body that pierced the [body] contained a kind of poison. This poison can make the blood solidify and prevent the strong's blood line from self- Therefore, he dared to approach before.

This knife was originally prepared by the Ministry of Montenegro for the barbarians of Wushan, but there was an accident and it was used on Nansong.

The black killing patriarch spewed out blood, and he chased it all the way. [body] The internal injury can no longer be suppressed, and the blood is spewed out. His breath was even weak, and he retreated dozens of feet to the ground, and he looked stunned.

At the same time as the blue shadow bursts, Nansong, who was standing there, suddenly had a bright light in his eyes, as if all the injuries had healed. He took a step forward and went directly to the backward seriously injured man in black, punching the man's chest that he could not dodge.

With a bang, the big man in black trembled, his chest was directly blurred, his eyes were dark, and he died directly.

Nansong did not stop and suddenly looked at the Montenegrin patriarch not far away. He looked calm and went away directly. The Montenegrin patriarch looked frightened and quickly retreated in screaming. After approaching the remaining five Montenegrin people, seeing that Nansong had arrived, he did not hesitate to grab a clan beside him, as He entered a force and threw the people fiercely at Nansong.

The screaming of the Black Mountain people was submerged by the sudden explosion of their whole body, forming a large blood fog scattered. The Black Mountain leader roared with panic and panic.

"Retired!!" In the words, it was convenient to rush to the jungle with the remaining four Montenegrin people under their protection. They were completely afraid, especially the strength of Nanson, which made them unbelievable.

In the view of the Montenegrin patriarch, his own life is precious and cannot stay here. And he knew that the next wave of Montenegrin reinforcements were on the way, and as long as they rendezvoused, everything would be safe.

"I want to go!" Nansong didn't even look at the Black Mountain people in front of him. He waved his right hand forward, and the self-exploding blood mist suddenly dissipated. After he fell to the ground, he pressed his hands fiercely against the earth.

Suddenly, the foot of the Montenegrin patriarch and other five people galloped away, the ground immediately shook, and a huge mud hand roared away and grabbed the Montenegrin patriarch. In the madness of the Montenegrin patriarch,

He once again pushed the people around him and avoided life and death, but he seemed to have completely lost his courage. Without looking back, he rushed to the jungle with the other three people and fled in a hurry.

"The Ministry of Montenegro, who has lost its glory, get out of here!!" Nan Song did not chase, but stood there, roaring at the jungle.

Everything just now was in a few breaths. Su Ming was approaching quickly at this moment, watching Nan Song standing there and watching his body weaken quickly visible to the naked eye after those Black people fled.

"Tribe, we should talk about the next wave of Montenegrin people who are safe. They will not come so soon. They have died a lot and have retreated." Nansong was still standing there, and the cracks in his face from the middle of his eyebrows gave off a gray light.

"I completed the agreement with your grandfather and returned his life-saving kindness in those years." Nansong looked at Su Ming with a smile on his face.

"Master Nansong..." Su Ming said softly.

"In fact, even if the mountain scar doesn't hurt me, I won't last long. Before I died, I planned to use my green rope to heal you, and compensate for part of Lei Chen's vitality sucked away by me, but now, I can't do it." Nan Song sighed and looked up at the sky. The sky in the distance was still full of red fog, and there was a faint roar. He knew that it was Mo Sang who was still insisting.

"If you can see the mountain mark, help me ask him why!" Nan Song put his hands behind his back, closed his eyes, and stood there motionless. His body seemed to be rooted in this land. In front of him was the jungle in the dark. Behind him, the traces of the Wushan tribe passed by.

Under the moon night, his back pulled for a long time, and a long sense of tragedy permeated Su Ming's whole body. He looked at Nansong, who had no vitality, did not touch his body, but stepped back a few steps, knelt there, and kowtowed three times to Nansong.

"Su Ming" Lei Chen struggled to stand up and came to Su Ming's side. He also knelt there with a sad look. At this moment, he looked not like a teenager, but old, like in his forties.

For a long time, a gentle wind blew the snow on the earth, the silk of Nan Song's still towering body after his death, and the hearts of Su Ming and Lei Chen.

"The tribe should be safe, Lei Chen, you go back." Su Ming stood up silently, with a cold light in his eyes, looking at the dark jungle in front of him.

Lei Chen touched his right eye, which was already blind. He was silent for a moment and shook his head.

"I'm not going back."

"I'm going to look for the power that can make me stronger. Only when I become strong can I be free from humiliation and protect the home and people I want to protect.

I heard that on the other side of the plain, after climbing over some mountains, there is a tribe. The tribe is very far away, but it is stronger than Fengzhen. I want to go there. No matter what the price is, I will become a strong man!!

Even if I become an evil man, I am willing!!" Lei Chen's expression showed extremely firmness, and there was a sense of madness, but the madness was only deep in his eyes and did not appear from his expression.

"Su Ming, you are different from me. After you return to Fengzhen, there will be a better exhibition, but we are brothers who have been waiting for me for a lifetime. One day, when I become a strong man, I will come back!" Lei Chen closed his eyes and muttered. He stepped forward and hugged Su Ming. The two hugged him silently. For a long time, Lei Chen laughed and turned around with his slightly old back. In the distance, towards his dream and persistent place, he walked step by step, farther and farther, until it completely disappeared into Su Ming's eyes.

Su Ming looked at Lei Chen. Instead of persuading, he watched the other party go away. He didn't know if he could see Lei Chen again. Su Ming was confused about the future.

For a long time, he shook his head. Under the full moon in the sky, his confusion was replaced by a cold killing. Looking at the jungle hidden in the dark, Su Ming took a deep breath.

"Now, it's my turn to kill you!"

"There are also mountain scars" Su Ming looked back at the direction of Fengzhen, where his people were hidden on the way. Maybe Bai Ling is still in Fengzhen now.

"Appointment" Su Ming was bitter and closed his eyes. When he opened it again, there was a terrible calm inside. He took a sudden step forward, and the moonlight wrapped around his whole body. In this full moon, he was like a shadow that brought death. He lost his horn in the jungle and galloped away.

Without the pursuers, the clan will safely reach the Fengzhen Mudstone City. Su Ming can be sure of this. He knows that in this migration, he no longer needs to do anything for the clan.

He has done all of himself, but at this moment, he has more important things. He clearly remembers the vague thoughts that came to his mind when the Black Mountain barbarians appeared.

This idea exploded when he saw Grandpa being chased by the huge moon wing before. When he felt that he seemed to fly at that moment, his incarnation became the moment when the moon wing changed its direction and went straight to the black mountain barbarn. The vague idea in Su Ming's mind was clear.

"I practiced the fire barbarian, and the moon wing is transformed by the fire barbarian, so in terms of skills, I can suppress it! And because of three blood fires, there seems to be flames in my blood, so I should be able to help Grandpa!" In Su Ming's calm eyes, there was a red moon shadow flashing, and in this dark night, there was a strangeness.

He was like a wisp of tobacco, galloping away in the jungle.

"Before that, I want to make Montenegro even more painful! Let them also feel the sadness of the death of the clan... Now the Black Mountain patriarch is seriously injured, and there are three people around him, let alone mountain scars!" Su Ming clenched his fist, lowered his head, and disappeared in the jungle.

From being chased to being chased back, from being a prey to becoming a hunter, Su Ming has been changed a lot unconsciously.