Chapter 32: Who is sighing in the years......
"Look at your hair, it's all white. Bai Ling covered his mouth and smiled, and the brightness in his eyes made the strange feeling in Su Ming's heart even stronger.
"And say me, your hair has also become white, and you have become an old woman. Su Ming pointed at Bai Ling and said with a smile.
In the conversation and laughter between the two, they seemed to be more familiar with each other, in this snowy night, Su Ming felt that his body and mind were flooded with a very good feeling, he felt that time passed quickly, and unconsciously, the sky in the distance was white.
It wasn't snow, it was the early sun.
The night passed like this, and when the light on the canopy covered the earth, and the snowflakes were still falling, Su Ming and Bai Ling came down from the trunk of the tree, and after washing up, the two looked at each other and smiled.
Su Ming didn't say anything more, but squatted down, Bai Ling's big eyes flickered, walked lightly, and continued to lie on the thin back, a warm feeling faintly grew in the bottom of her heart.
This time, the closer Su Ming got to the Oolong tribe, the more he felt some strange thoughts in his heart, as if he was reluctant, gradually, he fell silent, but his steps slowed down involuntarily, and at the same time, he couldn't help but circle around.
Bai Ling was lying on Su Ming's back, although she had seen a lot of recurring scenes like yesterday, and knew that Su Ming was going around again, but this time, she didn't speak, but put her head on Su Ming's back and listened to Su Ming's heartbeat.
At the end of the song, there is a ...... When the sun was high and the day was dusk again, the snow in the sky was still falling, but the outline of the Oolong tribe appeared in Su Ming's eyes.
Looking at the tribe, Su Ming put down Bai Ling and a smile appeared on his face.
"You're home. ”
Bai Ling glanced at the tribe, and then looked at Su Ming, on her beautiful face, she couldn't see her thoughts, she nodded silently, walked to Su Ming's side, and gently swept the snow on Su Ming's body with her white hands.
"Thank you...... Go back to your tribe earlier......" Bai Ling opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something more, but instead of saying it, she showed a beautiful smile, took a few steps back, and walked towards the tribe that belonged to her.
Su Ming stood there, watching Bai Ling's figure gradually move away, looking at the delicate figure who turned back and waved his hand to him at that time, his mind was blank.
As the distance between the two became farther and farther away, the snow falling in the sky seemed to become an invisible barrier, dividing his gaze into fragments, slowly covering the distant figure, such as walking through an ice field, if he didn't come back, he would never see the melting of the ice, if he walked in the years, if he didn't reminisce, he would never hear who was sighing in that year.
After a long time, Su Ming shook his head, glanced at the oolong tribe again, turned around and left, when he came, he was accompanied by snow, and when he left, it was still the same.
The snowflakes fell on his body and hair, but it made Su Ming feel as if something was missing.
"Do you like it...... Su Ming ran in the mountains and forests, galloping towards the Wushan Mountain, he frowned all the way, and what appeared in his mind was the appearance of the white spirit.
"It's not the same feeling as being with Chenxin......" Su Ming took a deep breath and shook his head vigorously, as if he wanted to dissipate this strange feeling that he had never felt before, and after making up his mind, his eyes flashed, and his speed became faster again.
When the sky was dark, the stars were shining, accompanied by the moonlight falling, and the snow that lasted for a day and a night, in that endless fall, Su Ming returned to his home, the Wushan tribe.
He had glanced at it from a distance yesterday and was roughly sure that the tribe was all right, and when he came back now, he saw the people of the night watch outside the gate of the giant tree.
The tribe was very quiet, the bonfire in the center was still burning, making a crackling sound, Su Ming walked in the tribe, looked around, and finally came to the outside of Ah Gong's house.
There is still fire in Ah Gong's house, and it is obvious that it has not rested yet.
"It's Su Ming, come in. Ah Gong's voice came out, revealing a trace of exhaustion.
Su Ming lifted the leather tent lightly, walked in, and saw Ah Gong sitting there cross-legged, his gray hair slightly scattered.
"Ah Gong. Su Ming whispered and sat aside.
"It's okay in the tribe, don't worry. Ah Gong looked at Su Ming, a smile appeared on his face, and after motioning for Su Ming to sit beside him, he raised his dry right hand and touched Su Ming's head a few times, and the smile became even stronger.
"It's even on the third floor, it's good!"
Su Ming looked at Ah Gong, and slowly told everything he saw in the cave one by one, especially when he talked about the bones, he obviously saw Ah Gong's expression condensed.
"The sky is the sky, why do you cry alone...... Ah Gong, what does this mean?" Su Ming frowned.
"The legend is true...... Ah Gong looked at the leather tent, and his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the leather tent and see the Wu Mountain.
This sentence should be asking myself, compared with the vast sky, what sorrow do I have...... Or, there are other rhymes......" Ah Gong sighed lightly, I don't know what he thought, his words were full of vicissitudes, and he said slowly.
"As for the words of worshiping fire, Ah Gong doesn't quite understand it, you can see it, maybe this is your creation. Ah Gong retracted his gaze and looked at Su Ming kindly.
"A month later, Ah Gong is going to the Fengzhen tribe, if you are outside at that time, remember to come back. ”
"Also, Ah Gong, I saved a clansman of the Oolong tribe in the lair of the moon wing, her name is Bai Ling, and she is the granddaughter of the barbarian prince of the Oolong tribe. Su Ming nodded, as if he remembered something, and said again.
"Bai Ling?" Ah Gong was stunned, and muttered for a long time, letting Su Ming go back to rest first, and after Su Ming left, Ah Gong's eyes showed a trace of reminiscence.
"Lesu...... Your granddaughter was inadvertently saved by my family's Rasu...... This matter may make your hatred for me a little less......" Ah Gong sighed lightly, and the memories in his eyes became even stronger.
"Blood Moon Advance...... There was also the powerful qi and blood that suddenly came out of the Black Mountain Department that night...... Trouble is about to arise......" Ah Gong closed his eyes and muttered, revealing worry.
Su Ming left Ah Gong's house, walked in the tribe, did not return to his leather tent, but went to Lei Chen's house, saw that Lei Chen only had some scars on his body, and he was still alive, and after personally administering some medicine to him, he was relieved.
Lei Chen was also quite happy to see Su Ming, patting his chest, boasting about the scenes of his battle with Yueyi, saliva splashed, and it was not until he said it for a long time that Su Ming left with a smile.
It was already late at night, but when Su Ming's eyes fell on a fire-lit leather tent not far away, his face showed hesitation.
There, it is the home of the head and the home of Beiling.
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