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Chapter 99 Fengzhen Plain!
Su Ming was holding a spear and walking at the front of the crowd. Behind him were the tribesmen who were not protected by the statues. There were... no old people among them.
There is still more than half of the road ahead, but Su Ming's steps are becoming more and more steady. In this jungle, too much blood of the Wushan tribe has been left behind, and the souls of the dead have been left behind.
Nowadays, apart from Su Ming and Lei Chen, the only barbarians who can continue fighting are Shan Hen.As for the clan leader and Nan Song, with the support of their clan members, they continued to heal their injuries while traveling. They were anxious and wanted to recover as quickly as possible.
Beiling, on the other hand, completely lost the qualification to fight. He lost an arm and a large amount of blood flowed out. If it weren't for Chen Xin, he would have fallen long ago.
At this moment, Shan Hen's body was also full of blood. In silence, he was at the back of the tribe, his expression sometimes in a trance. There was complexity in it, and there was an unspeakable thought. Whenever this thought was revealed, he would Holding his chest firmly.
As if there, there is a force that can support him and continue walking.
In the sky, the battle between Grandpa Mo Sang and Heishan Bitu turned into a roaring sound that lingered for a long time. Until late at night, until the sky was bright, the battle still continued, as if there was no end to the death between the two.
Because of the gullies in the land, because of the light curtain rising from the sky, and because of Nansong's barbaric skills of sacrificing his life in actual combat, all these things bought a lot of time for the migration of the tribe.
When daybreak came, everyone in the Wushan tribe was exhausted. They had been walking for two consecutive nights. In the cold, they seemed unable to hold on for long, but they still gritted their teeth and moved as fast as possible.
The sky was already bright, and the sunlight fell on the earth and fell on the bodies of the tribesmen in the jungle, giving them a slight warmth, but the coldness of the snow on the earth was biting.
"According to our speed, we will reach Fengzhen Tribe around this time tomorrow!" Lei Chen said softly beside Su Ming.
"There's still one last day!" Lei Chen clenched his fists.
"It's not a day, it's half a day!" Su Ming was silent for a moment, and then spoke hoarsely as he walked.
Hearing that Su Ming was finally no longer silent, Lei Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was very worried about Su Ming being in such a silent state.
"Tonight, we should be able to enter the Fengzhen tribe's sphere of influence. It will be much safer if we leave this jungle." Su Ming said calmly.
"I hope this day will be safe..." Lei Chen looked back at the clansmen and sighed inwardly at their tired looks. He then looked at Su Ming in front of him. His thin back made him feel like The illusion of a mountain ridge.
Time passed slowly, and an hour later, a weak voice came from the crowd. The voice was firm and wavering.
"Su Ming, let me stay."
The person who spoke was the willow flute player who had been seriously injured before. He was taken away by the tribe, but now, he could not continue and did not want to drag down the footsteps of the tribe.
Struggling to stand up, Liu Di looked ahead at Su Ming, who stopped and looked at him. With a smile on his face, he walked to the big tree beside him and sat down against it. The wound on his body was touched, and blood flowed out again.
"You... let's go..." Liu Di took out the bone xun and put it to his mouth, as if he wanted to play music, but he had no strength and looked at the sky, waiting for death to come.
Su Ming was silent, and also closed his eyes, but soon opened them. He did not speak, but took a deep look at Liu Di, turned around, and continued to move forward with his clansmen.
Along the way, a few more clan members smiled and stayed, not wanting to drag down the clan members.Beiling also wanted to do the same, but with Chen Xin crying and forcibly carrying her, she couldn't say those words.
Liao Shou also woke up on the way. Although he had lost his legs, he still had the strength to fight. Being carried by a tribesman, he did not stay, but prepared to self-destruct his own blood line at the eighth level of coagulation. , leaving it to the enemy who can chase you at any time.
Su Ming remained silent. He did not stop any clan member who wanted to stay, but his hand tightened. He knew that his grandfather gave the Wushan tribe to him because he wanted him to take them with him. Walking to safety, he had to finish.
When the sky slowly entered dusk, Su Ming's heart, which had always been on his mind, began to relax. They walked out of the vast jungle and walked to the vast plain belonging to the Fengzhen tribe. Here , much safer than the jungle. After all, this place is within the scope of Fengzhen. If the Montenegro barbarians break in without an order, Fengzhen will never allow it.
After all the Wushan clan members entered the plain, the clan leader and Nan Song also recovered some cultivation, and it seemed that all disasters were about to pass.
But at this moment, the entire earth suddenly trembled faintly. The center of this tremor should be far away, but its intensity, even if it is transmitted here, is still clearly felt.
"Barbarian Gong's seal was broken..." Nan Song closed his eyes, opened them after a moment, and spoke slowly.
As his words spread, the people in the Wushan tribe became nervous again.
"According to the speed of the Montenegro tribe, it will take some time for them to catch up...but they can certainly catch up before we reach the Fengzhen tribe.
If we bet that Montenegro dare not step into the Fengzhen Plain, then we can ignore it..." Nan Song said softly.
"We can't afford to bet." Su Ming stopped and looked at the dark jungle behind him. He then turned to look at the clan leader who had recovered some of his cultivation. He looked at his skinny face, which seemed to have lost a lot of flesh and blood.
"Clan leader, there were many people left behind along the way. I didn't stop them. It was their choice... Now, it's my turn to stay." Su Ming said, walking towards the back of the crowd.
Wushan Clan Chief, a man in his forties, looked at Su Ming, this Rasu whom he had not paid much attention to before, and was deeply shocked. He sighed softly and nodded.
"I'll stay too." Lei Chen walked out without hesitation and stood beside Su Ming.
Su Ming looked at him, and he looked at Su Ming, grinning innocently.
"You said that I can't die first. If I die, we brothers will close our eyes together."
"I'll stay too." Nan Song took a deep breath. His old face was now more wrinkled and gray, but it had a faint sickly rosiness.
"And me!" Bow, who had lost his legs, said in a deep voice at this moment.
"I'll stay too!" Beiling turned his head away from Chen Xin's tears, looked at Su Ming, and said firmly.
"Dear me, you can't stay. The safety of the clan requires you to assist the clan leader in protecting it...and when you reach the Fengzhen tribe safely, you will still have to teach those Lasu the art of bow and arrow..." The one who spoke , is a mountain mark.
This man who had always been taciturn walked out from the crowd. He usually didn't speak much, but when he spoke now, he was unquestionably decisive.
"As for you, Beiling..." Shan Hen walked to Beiling's side, his expression once again complicated.
"Uncle Shan Hen, I..." Beiling was about to speak, but at this moment, Shan Hen suddenly raised his right hand and slashed Beiling's neck, which immediately stopped Beiling's words and caused him to fall unconscious. past.
"You are the hope of the future of the tribe. You can't go...I will stay." Shan Hen said calmly, walked towards Nansong, stood there, looked at the familiar faces in the tribe, and lowered his head for a long time.
The Wushan clan leader was silent, stepped forward, and took out an animal bone the size of a baby's fist from his arms. The animal bone was white in color and looked very ordinary. He handed the bone to Su Ming.
"Hold it. This bone is a pair and has wonderful functions. When its color turns red, it means we have reached Fengzhen and are safe."
Su Ming silently took it and put it in his arms with great care.
The leader of the Wushan tribe took a deep look at the few people left behind, sighed softly, turned around and led the tribesmen, and walked firmly in the direction of Fengzhen. The ordinary tribesmen of the Wushan tribe did not lose much, but The scenes they saw along the way made every clan member look back at the four figures standing there and burst into tears as they walked.
I don’t know who was the first to wave his hand. Soon, all the tribesmen waved goodbye to Su Ming and the four of them in tears. They knew that none of these four people might be able to survive. They and the sacrifice Like those tribesmen, they are ready to use their lives to build the last flesh and blood barrier to protect the tribe.
"Brother Su Ming." A childish voice came out as the crowd moved forward, but they saw the little girl named Tongtong running out.Su Ming took a few steps forward, squatted down, and touched the little girl's dry hair.
"Brother Su Ming, after everything is over and grandpa comes back, at that time, can you help Tongtong get Pipi back?"
A smile appeared on Su Ming's face, he kissed the little girl's forehead and nodded.
The little girl looked at Su Ming with a sweet smile, and suddenly spoke softly into his ear.
"Brother Su Ming, I have a secret that even grandma and papa don't know, and Pippi doesn't know. You must come back. When you come back, I will tell you the secret." The little girl bit her lip as she said. , holding back the tears, turned around and ran towards the crowd.
Su Ming watched her enter the crowd, waved to him, and gradually faded away the smile on her face as the tribesmen walked away.
There was silence all around, and the moon in the sky slowly became clear. That moon, tonight, is a full moon... The round moon hung high in the sky, and after blending with the silence of the earth, it seemed to be killing.
The moonlight was much brighter than before, and it shone on the plain, reflecting the shadows of the four of them. In the loneliness, there was determination.
Su Ming sat down cross-legged. Next to him was Lei Chen, and in front of them was Nan Song with his eyes closed.As for the mountain mark, it was not far away. A man was sitting there, looking at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking of writing.
"Lei Chen, sit behind me. You are not strong enough to fight fiercely. Let me borrow your energy and blood to keep you safe." Nan Song spoke slowly.
Lei Chen did not hesitate, and immediately stood up and came to Nan Song, sitting cross-legged behind him. He didn't know what method Nan Song used, but he saw a bloody light emerging on the two of them, covering them.
After that, no one spoke. They were waiting for the Montenegrin pursuers to arrive.Su Ming sat silently, grabbing the snow on the ground with his left hand, cleaning the palm of his unwound left hand so that it was very clean, then took out a small bottle from his arms, poured out a blood-colored pill, and held it. In the left hand, close your eyes.
Time passed slowly. Two hours later, when the moon in the sky reached its thickest, Su Ming closed his eyes and felt as if the blood in his body was about to boil.
"They are coming!" Nan Song said.
Su Ming opened his eyes suddenly.
(End of this chapter)