He used the footsteps of the Black Mountain Patriarch to guide him, and asked him to help him find the reinforcements of the Black Mountain Department, and in front of these people, he killed the Black Mountain Patriarch by cruel means, and killed his head, this action was deliberately magnified by Su Ming several times, and with his demonic body under the full moon at the moment, he immediately made his advantage reach the extreme in an instant.

Su Ming had to do this, he was very tired, although he was nourished by the moonlight, he still had to kill the mountain scar, for this traitor who was now injured and fled into the jungle, Su Ming hated it to the core.

How to accomplish all the goals with limited physical strength is a situation that Su Ming has to face now, so he will make these heart-attacking behaviors.

Especially the death of the big man who looked similar to the Black Mountain Patriarch, it made Su Ming's behavior stained with a mystery, and through the terror represented by the word evil barbarian, the moment Su Ming rushed forward, the four reinforcements of Montenegro had lost their fighting spirit, and they were about to flee from here in a shocking and rapid retreat.

In fact, even if there was no big man who looked similar to this Black Mountain Clan, Su Ming would use the same method to intimidate people's hearts in the battle, so as to achieve his goal of attacking the heart.

In this small jungle gap, in the following time, the whistling sound was mixed with the sound of despair before death, and for a long time, as the place slowly turned into silence again, Su Ming dragged his body and walked out step by step.

On his body, there were a few more wounds again, especially one of the knives, which seemed to be able to penetrate the bones, and under the moonlight, blood gradually stopped flowing, but Su Ming's face was as pale as the snow on the ground.

Behind him, there were four corpses, their blood staining the snow on the ground, paying the price for the invasion of their Black Mountain.

In fact, at this moment, the Black Mountain Department has already regretted that they miscalculated Toriyama's resistance and overestimated the strength of their barbarian duke.

This kind of regret, in fact, in the trap in the jungle, they already have feelings, but they have fought to that extent, the barbarian does not give orders, they dare not retreat, only to make mistakes.

But despite this, there were still some Black Mountain tribesmen who were not dead but were injured, and they were frightened by the desperate death of the Bird Mountain tribe in this killing, and they did not continue to chase and kill, nor did they return to the Black Mountain tribe, but scattered, retreating far away in this jungle in an attempt to find an excuse for themselves not to continue the battle on the grounds of injury.

The madness of the Osan tribe made them unforgettable.

Su Ming galloped inside, panting and looking for mountain marks according to the clues on the ground, according to the tracking technique he had naturally learned from the jungle!

He wanted to find this person, Dai Nansong, the entire Toriyama tribe, all the familiar faces who died in the trap, and ask Yamagi why!

The roar in the sky continued, and Su Ming knew that it was Ah Gong desperately sacrificing his life, dragging the Black Mountain Bitu to fight with him to this day, and it is still going on.

He used everything he could to protect the safety of his clansmen, Su Ming was silent, but the persistence and firmness in his eyes did not decrease in the slightest.

On the way, following the clues left by the mountain marks, Su Ming galloped in pursuit, and on the way, from here, Su Ming saw a corpse, and those corpses were all the clansmen who had chosen to stay along the way.

Looking at these clansmen, Su Ming's heart was sad at the same time, but also had deep respect, walking past the corpses of the clansmen, Su Ming's footsteps stopped in the jungle in the distance.

In front of him was a great tree, and under that great tree, leaning against a young man, his hands hung down, and on his right hand there was a bone corpse, stained with brown blood, and several of the holes seemed to be covered.

Su Ming came closer, looking at the dead Liu Di, his body was already stiff, his godless eyes looked at the sky, I don't know what he was looking at before he died, perhaps, like the funeral song of Bird Mountain, he was asking, whose eyes are the blue of the sky, and who does the starlight blink of the night.

Looking at Liu Di, Su Ming slowly squatted down, picked up the bone damage, and put it in his arms.

He couldn't forget the many nights when he was in the quiet tribe and the whining that made him a little dissatisfied, and even a few times, he wanted to go to this guy, but he couldn't help it.

But now, Su Ming closed his eyes, he really wanted to listen to a wisp of bad music again, but the person who could play it had already returned.

Su Ming left.

With its speed, with the countless silk threads fluttering behind him under the moonlight, in this jungle, galloping forward, following the footprints of the mountain marks, Su Ming chased out.

The footprints on the ground that belong to the mountain mark are very messy, which means that the mountain mark is not only seriously injured, but also seems to be in chaos, so in the escape, he neglected to cover up.

Perhaps, he didn't expect that such a villain would pursue him to the death. Otherwise, as the leader of the Bird Mountain Hunting Team, his familiarity with the jungle would not be worse than Su Ming.

This pursuit, with the passage of time, has been continuing, when the sky is completely late at night, the full moon is in the sky, under its light, the surrounding stars are dimmed, even the rolling fog in the roar of the sky seems to be unable to hide, Su Ming walked to the ravine that Ah Gong had drawn before to block the footsteps of the people who were chasing and killing in Montenegro, the light curtain had been broken, and it was no more.

Here, Su Ming saw Torila, who was lying there quietly, as if smiling.

Looking at Torira, Su Ming gently walked up to it, looking at its pale and blurred face, and the words of Torira before his death seemed to appear in his ears.

"You...... Is it Mosu......"

Standing next to the corpse of the bird, after a long time, Su Ming raised his steps violently and walked out.

Walking through here, Su Ming came to the place where Bi Su was killed, Bi Su's body was gone, and it was obviously taken away.

Galloping all the way, Su Ming watched the scenes, which made him seem to revisit the tragedy of the tribal war, which made him remember it deeply, until he came to the place where his body trembled.

Here, it still belongs to the jungle, in front of Su Ming, he saw the broken flesh and blood all over the ground, only the pale hair on the ground, Lu let Su Ming be familiar with the old figure to ask for the devil first, ear root book mi official yy:3943]

This is the place where the old people in the tribe chose to stay after leaving the trap just after the tribe was migrating. The old men were gone, and the desolate wind blew across the land, blowing up the snow on the ground, and the scattered gray hairs.

They asked Ah Gong for something that could make their flesh and blood explode, and with the rest of their lives, in the past when they talked and laughed young, when the pursuers of the Black Mountain Department came, they laughed fearlessly, and turned into a bang.

Su Ming bowed deeply to this bloody land, these ordinary old people in the clan, like the barbarians who died in battle, were respected.

Silently raising his footsteps, Su Ming walked through this snowfield, along the way, he found the five arrows of the bird's head, put them behind him, and with its pursuit, he came to the place where the most deaths were in this battle, and it was also the most tragic place, which was where the trap of the Black Mountain Department was.

Looking at this land of traps, Su Ming's killing intent towards the mountain mark became even heavier.

There were many dead bodies on the ground, especially in front of Mu Ming, the more than a dozen young people who were lazy in the tribe, they rushed out without hesitation, which made Su Ming's heart seem to ache again.

He followed the footprints of the mountain scar, and the footprint told Su Ming that all that he saw was also seen by the mountain scar in the escape, and even in these places, the footprints of the mountain mark were obviously a lot heavier, as if he had paused here.

"Mountain Scar, where are you going...... Could it be there...". Su Ming muttered, the god was complicated, when he was very young, the mountain mark was the leader of the tribe, and even like the female leader, he was the elder and strong man worshipped by the tribe's Lasu.

The different personalities of the two people make the female leader more loved by the Lasu, but the indifference of the mountain mark also makes those Lasu, while being afraid, faintly feel its protection.

Perhaps, he had to be indifferent, as the leader of the hunting team, guarding Bird Mountain, providing enough food, which made him spend a lot of time outside fighting wild beasts, and saw too many bloody mountain marks, he may also have a smile, but this smile can often appear on the face of the mountain mark hidden in the shadows in the cheers of the people who have not starved to death because of enough food.

His smile was invisible to most of the people.

Why should such a person betray his clansmen Su Ming walked through the place of this trap in silence, he no longer looked at the footprints on the ground, he had already guessed where the mountain marks were at this moment.

Walking through the trap before, under the moonlit night, Su Ming turned into a red rainbow in front of him, and gradually, with the passage of time, in front of Su Ming, a dark night appeared, vaguely outlined.

There used to be laughter, there was happiness and beauty, and every night, there would be a bonfire to light up the surroundings, there would be a dance of the tribesmen, and there would be a play of the Lasu people in the night.

There, it carries the memories of Su Ming's sixteen years, but now, it is bleak, dilapidated, and ruined.

There, it was the tribe of their Toriyama tribe.

Under the moonlight, as Su Ming approached, he saw that in the center of the tribe where there was no gate, in the snow, in the chaos all over the ground, there was a man, kneeling there, crying.

His cry was very clear in this quiet night, and when he looked around, the sadness revealed in the cry made Su Ming's footsteps pause.

"Is this sorrow real...... Su Ming clenched his fists and walked over firmly, as he approached, when he walked through the broken gate of the tribe, a hundred feet away from the crying man, Su Ming stopped.

He looked at the man's back, listened to his painful cry, and looked at the former home in front of him, Su Ming's heart seemed to be stabbed by a knife.

"Why!"