Thousands of miles of sea water disappeared, thousands of miles of underwater earth became shattered, a huge deep pit, appeared in this dead sea, the surrounding sea water under the impact of this purple light, seems to have spirituality, dare not approach, so that this pit has existed for a long time.

Di Tian was in mid-air, splitting his head and not saying a word, the bone Xun in front of him had disappeared, and Su Ming was no longer there.

Half an hour later, Di Tian raised his head, his expression was hideous, his face showed monstrous anger, and he let out an earth-shattering roar towards the sky!

The roar echoed, spreading in all directions, and lingered for a long time.

His fateful heavenly punishment destroyed everything within a radius of thousands of miles, but he did not find any trace of Su Ming, although he could feel that the power of this heavenly punishment should have played a role, but ...... Su Ming didn't die.

His divine consciousness suddenly spread out in the third volume of Chapter 596 of the Eastern Wilderness (the second update), with its murderous intent and madness, sweeping the heavens and the earth, covering the limits of his divine sense, but he ...... I can't find any trace of Su Ming!

Su Ming's whole person disappeared from the world of Emperor Heaven again like this, making it impossible for him to find ......

He came to the doppelganger, but in the end it was such a result, especially the awakening of fate, which made the emperor ~~-update the first release~~ Tian trembled in his heart at this moment, and he stood in mid-air until the sea water below was refilled with the dispersion of purple light, and the entire Dead Sea sank a little.

"I don't believe that you can hide forever, one day, you will be found by me again, the next time we meet, I swear here, I will do whatever it takes...... Let you sink!" Di Tian closed his eyes, but the gloom on his expression was still difficult to dissipate until he turned around. Step towards the sky in the distance!

......

The sky was blue and the sun was shining, especially as it approached noon. When it was sprinkled on people, it was slightly hot, forcing out beads of sweat, but there was not much wind to take it away.

The fragrance of osmanthus flowers cannot be dispersed in the wind of Chapter 596 of the third volume of the famous Eastern Wilderness (the second more), and can only be wrapped in the range of its growth, blooming to its heart's content.

bursts of laughter and laughter from not far from this osmanthus forest. From time to time, through the forest, you can see that it is a scattered house.

There are about 100 people's homes, and now the smoke is curling. In the fragrance of this osmanthus, it is like a paradise.

There are many mountains around, which makes it seem like it is very remote and there are not many pedestrians, and there is a road leading to this house. Only some traces of carriage crushing are superficial.

Maybe it was just after the rain not long ago, and although the sun was shining, the ground was very muddy, so I walked on it. The sound of chirping has a unique charm.

In this osmanthus forest. At this moment there is a teenager, dressed in clothes full of patches. Sitting on some leaves, leaning against the tree, staring at the sky that the leaves in the forest could not cover, I don't know what to think.

His face was a little pale, but this pale face looked very delicate, not very old, only twelve or thirteen years old, and the patched clothes could not cover his body, the kind of temperament that made people feel good after seeing it.

It's just that his body looks very thin, and at this moment, leaning on the osmanthus tree, looking at the sky, his eyes are extremely smart.

He looked at the sky silently, holding some grass in his hands, and with the fiddling of his hands, he gradually made up the appearance of a villain, all of which seemed to be his subconscious behavior, he still looked at the sky, I don't know what he was looking at, maybe it was the blue sky, maybe it was the white clouds, no one knew except himself.

After a long time, a burst of footsteps came from a distance, and with the sound of footsteps, and a crisp child's voice, it came into the ears of this young man.

"The dog is left with brother, and the dog is left with brother...... Our mother called you home......"

This is a girl's voice, crisp and innocent, as if not dyed by red dust, not mixed by thoughts, maintaining a child's innocent dream.

It was a **-year-old little girl, wearing the same many patches of clothes, with two pigtails, not looking pretty, with a birthmark on her face, but her eyes were bright, if you can ignore the birthmark, this is a very cute girl.

When the boy heard the girl's voice, he withdrew his gaze to the sky, and with a heartfelt smile on his face, he sat up from the ground and looked at the little girl who had come running not far away.

"Slow down, it's muddy on the ground. The boy walked over and spoke softly, looking at the little girl with a doting look in his eyes.

"Brother Gou, our mother made something delicious today, it is the clown's favorite yam, hurry up. The little girl ran to the boy's side, said with a smile, and raised her little hand to help pat off the dirt and leaves stuck to the boy's clothes.

The boy touched the little girl's head, smiled and took her hand, and walked towards the forest together.

"Brother Gouyu, why do you always come here, there is nothing here except for the osmanthus tree. The girl named Clown blinked, took the boy's hand, and asked curiously.

The young man smiled and didn't speak, just glanced up at the sky, and a flash of vicissitudes flashed in his eyes that outsiders couldn't see.

Until he walked out of this forest, in the eyes of the young man, this vicissitudes of life were buried, and he couldn't see it, only the inner sigh, maybe he could be felt by this nothingness, so that the sky was still clear, but suddenly it dimmed a lot, and dark clouds appeared.

The forest was not too far from the house, and after walking for a while, the boy was dragged and ran over when the girl was obviously in a hurry to eat the yam.

Along the way, some children about their age were playing with each other, and when they saw the two siblings, several of those children made teasing sounds.

"Clown, what delicious food did you cook at home today? ”

"Yes, clown, didn't you say last time that your father and mother would make you a suit without patches?"

The girl who was holding the boy's hand lowered her head, her body stiffened slightly, but she recovered quickly, but she still lowered her head, and she wanted to get out of here quickly, not far away, there was a very ordinary house, which was her home.

This is not a tribe, because the people here are not related by blood, and this place may only be called a village.

Listening to the sound of the children mocking the girl, the young man frowned, but the girl grabbed his hand tightly, and the pleading in her expression made the young man sigh again in his heart, and silently followed her and walked home.

"I'm home, Dad, Mother, I've called my brother back, let's have dinner." The girl smiled happily, pushed open the door of the house, and ran in.

Su Ming was behind her and walked into the house, which was a mud house, not big, only two rooms, and when he walked in, the sound of coughing came from one room.

"Dog leftover, go to see the osmanthus again?It will be gone in a few months, it's good to see more......" With the words, a middle-aged man walked out of the room.

The man's face was full of vicissitudes, his clothes were plain, his expression was simple, when he walked out, he looked at the young man, with a kind smile on his face, he was not tall, nor strong, but his hands gave people a very special feeling, those hands were full of scars, and these scars almost covered many places on his hands, especially on his fingers.

And at this moment, the young man could see at a glance that the scars on the man's hands were obviously more new.

With the man walked out, there was a woman behind him, this woman had rough skin, but she could see the original beauty of her face, but the years had left too much attachment on her, making her look beyond her original age, and at the moment she was holding two bowls in her hands, looking at the young man with a smile.

"You kid, if you don't let the clown call you to eat, you won't know how to come back, and you won't go home until it's dark every time, and you're still weak, don't catch a cold outside. ”

With a warm smile on his face, the young man stepped forward to take the bowl from the woman's hand and spoke softly.

"Dad, mother, I'm fine. ”

"Okay, eat more yams in a while, your grandfather of the Zhang family has a grandson born in the morning, ask your father to make a few straw puppets, change some yams and come back, saying that he wants to nourish your body with Chou'er. The woman looked lovingly at the boy and the girl who was happily setting up the chair beside her, and walked over with the man.

It was a not sumptuous lunch, except for the boiled yams, which tasted soft, and with the juice of some fruit, it was very sweet, and the cheerful laughter of the clown echoed in this ordinary family, and the kindness of the woman, and the gentleness of the middle-aged man, turned into warmth.

The boy looked at them with the same smile on his face, and the smile was from the bottom of his heart, and he thanked the family, especially the girl named Clown.

He had awakened here a year earlier, when the girl had gone out alone in the woods to pick different grasses for her father, and had found him in the mountains, and carried him back to his home, and since then he has been ...... Here he is, living.

He had a younger sister, this sister was called Clown, because she was ugly, but her kindness, her lovely laughter and smart eyes, made him always remember, in a coma, there was a weak body, carrying herself, all the way.

He had a father, very honest, very honest, a mortal, a life of poverty, disease-ridden, only the woven straw rope doll is very expressive, is the village children's toys.

He also had a mother, a very kind and gentle woman, who loved her husband, her daughter, the family, and gave him enough maternal love as an outsider.

He is Su Ming.

When he woke up in this warm home a year ago, his cultivation was sluggish, but he did not disappear, but hid in his body, which was left by the outbreak of injuries after the battle with Emperor Tian, and it took time to fully recover.

The second more, such a chapter is actually not suitable for writing during the monthly ticket war, not to mention that I am tired, and there is no refreshing fight......!!!