The old man of the White Bull Department saw that Su Ming had lost his temper, and he was stunned for a moment, and then he felt ecstasy in his heart, he didn't feel sorry for this holy relic in the clan, even if this thing was a strange treasure, it couldn't compare to the weight of the tribesmen in his heart after all.

If he was given the choice, he would not regret it even if he one day learned that the relics left behind by the generations of this clan were a great treasure...... As long as his tribe can survive this disaster, more people can grow up, and the young people in those tribes can have the day when they see their own gray hairs.

If he can do this, he can give up everything, and for him, this is the greatest meaning of his life after becoming a witch!

At the same time of ecstasy, the old man also felt uneasy in his heart, this was the first time he saw that Su Ming couldn't control his emotions, and the action that he had just grabbed made the old man have an illusion, if he retracted his hand, it would definitely cause the other party to kill like a storm.

At this moment, the old man took a few steps back, hugged his fist and bowed to Su Ming, and when Su Ming observed the holy relics in his clan, the old man spoke respectfully.

"Regardless of whether or not the adults really choose to help my fragile white cow department, this thing belongs to the adults...... It's just that the villain, on behalf of the three hundred and seventy-nine people of my tribe, begged the adults for mercy and helped my department once...... "This old man, this Wugong of the White Bull Department, this old man with an unattractive appearance, a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, and a strange voice in his words, actually knelt down towards Su Ming when he retreated.

He is the witch of the White Bull Tribe, he has his pride, he is the central witch, he has his pride...... In fact, if there were no tribes, he would stand and die even if he died, and he would not be able to kneel down easily.

But at this moment, he knelt down for the sake of the tribe, for the familiar faces, for the immature voices that called him grandfather one by one, and for the young men and women of the clan that he watched grow up.

He will never forget that when he was young, although his appearance was ugly, no one in his clan had any ill will towards him, and he could not forget his love for the most beautiful woman in the clan when he was young.

He can't forget that after the death of the previous generation of Wu Gong, the kind eyes and high hopes when he identified himself as Wu Gong were all his warmth and the most important part of his life.

For the sake of the tribe, Mo said that he knelt down and begged, Mo said that he gave away the holy relics in the clan, Mo said that he was questioned by the clansmen, and even he could imagine that when the clansmen found that the holy relics were missing, and found that the holy relics now placed in the clan were forged by him, the hatred and resentment towards him may exist for a lifetime.

But he chose to bear these things! Silently, alone, just to ...... Continuation of the Horde.

Su Ming is his only hope.

Su Ming's gaze slowly moved away from the holy relics of the White Bull Department in his hand, and looked at the Wu Gong of the White Bull Department who was kneeling there, the wisdom shown by this old man was given to him by the years, and his decisiveness was brought about by his character.

All this he did for his tribe, although Su Ming didn't know everything, he could also see a little bit of it.

"Am I your only hope?" After a long time, Su Ming spoke slowly, although the other party was from the Wu clan, although he was from the barbarian race, and although the two races were at war, what this old man did reminded Su Ming of his grandfather......

The old man, who was kneeling there, nodded slightly.

"What if I'm not here?" Su Ming was silent for a moment and asked.

"I would choose to merge with the Black Crane Division, even if it would cost a lot...... Even I thought that the Black Crane Department would find the strongest person in the vicinity, Mrs. Ji, in fact, if Mrs. Ji really came to find trouble with my White Cow Department, I would have a way to make her stop......" The old man raised his head and looked at Su Ming, under the wrinkles on his face, the face of the sharp-beaked monkey looked full of wisdom and vicissitudes at this moment, as well as deep exhaustion.

"What would you do if your two clansmen didn't find a tribe that valued them, and they didn't find a strong person who was willing to come here to help you relocate. Su Ming said calmly.

"This is the order of my White Ox Tribe, if this is the case, I will stay here, with my people, to watch the coming of the Eastern Wilderness, singing ancient songs in the midst of destruction, dancing the dances handed down by my tribe, and there is nothing to be afraid of death. The old man was silent, and after a long pause, a smile appeared on his face, and he spoke softly.

Su Ming looked at the old man, and gradually had respect on his face, this is a person worthy of his respect, even if he is a witch clan, but when he said this, Su Ming could feel that there was no falsehood in his words. If you don't have such a thought, even if you say it, you can't believe it.

"At the beginning of the Soul Moon, bring your people here. Su Ming closed his eyes, and when he opened them after a while, he opened his mouth lightly, turned around and walked towards the imprisoned Dongfu Mountain Range, which now looked like an empty place, and in a burst of ripples, his figure disappeared.

The old man of the White Bull Department looked at Su Ming's departure, his expression was grateful, he stood up, hugged his fists and bowed deeply, and then left with expectations.

In the confinement of the Dongfu Mountain Range, Su Ming's figure walked out of nothingness, holding the holy relic of the White Ox Department in his hand, sitting cross-legged next to the black wooden stick, looking down at the thing in his hand, excitement flashed on his face.

"I didn't expect to see this thing here again...... What the hell is it,......" Su Ming took a deep breath, and what he was holding in his hand was a round stone plate.

The stone plate looks very ordinary, except for some fine carvings on it, there seems to be nothing unusual, except in the center, there is a fragment the size of a fingernail, the color of which is slightly different from the stone plate, so it looks very obvious.

What made Su Ming lose his temper in front of the old man of the White Bull Department before was the inlaid fragment in this stone plate, which was only the size of a fingernail, and the whole body was pitch black, emitting bursts of ghostly light!

This thing is impressively the same as the strange fragment hanging around Su Ming's neck, but compared with Su Ming's piece, this piece is much smaller.

Only this thing can make Su Ming lose his temper before, grab it, and be seen by the old man, but compared with these little things, it is nothing to get this thing

Staring at this fragment, Su Ming's expression was sometimes confused, sometimes reminiscing, and the scenes of Wushan in that memory came out of his mind.

From the time he got the black fragment, until he deceived the barbarian statue so that he could cultivate the barbarian, until the destruction of Osan and the inheritance of the wind barbarian thunder barbarian was obtained......

This black shard changed everything about him.

Looking at the stone plate, Su Ming was stunned for a long time, until the sun set in the sky, he sighed with a complicated expression, and the memory of that scene made him feel embarrassed for the first time.

After calming down, Su Ming took off his black fragment from his neck, and the moment he placed it on this stone plate, the fragment in the stone plate immediately flashed strongly, and at the same time, his fragment in Su Ming's hand also flashed brightly, as if reflecting each other.

Immediately afterwards, what made Su Ming gasp was the stone plate inlaid with this fragment, and at this moment, the carvings on it actually glowed white, and in Su Ming's eyes, it seemed to be alive, and slowly turned.

But after only turning three times, the light immediately dimmed, and several cracks immediately appeared on it, faintly about to shatter and collapse, Su Ming's eyes flashed, and he put away his black fragments, which did not make this stone plate completely shattered.

"This thing is inlaid on this stone plate, but I don't know what is strange about this stone plate, next time I wait for the White Bull Department Wugong to come, I want to inquire. Su Ming touched his chin, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and put the stone plate into the storage bag.

"Nine Netherworld...... Ancient ruins, the Nine Stygian Flowers in it can be more certain when breaking through the barbarian soul and experiencing the catastrophe of life and death, I have never heard of this matter before, but looking at the words of the old man of the White Bull Tribe, it should not be like lying.

"There is also the curse technique that originated from here and was mastered by the people of the Wu Clan, so in this Nine Netherworld, there may be some ancient treasures, such as ......" Su Ming looked down at the red ring on his finger, which he never had time to study.

"Will the people of the barbarian tribe also find a way to go, maybe you can see some familiar faces there, and the people of the Wu clan......" Thinking of the people of the Wu clan, Su Ming had a headache, and the riot caused by Hongluo made Su Ming not know how to speak if he met Wanqiu and others.

After thinking for a moment, Su Ming shook his head and stopped thinking about this headache, he knew that the Dead Sea Glacier could not go for a short time at this moment, and the fusion of Lei Jing could not be completed in a short time.

Before waiting for the arrival of the person from the White Bull Tribe, Su Ming decided to study the curse technique while consolidating the three forms of leaving the wind that he had inherited from the wind barbarian.

In addition, the black wooden stick was snatched by him after a great deal of danger, and it must be studied during this time to see if there is no other effect.

In addition to these, the doppelganger is very seriously injured and needs to be carefully recuperated at the moment, but the power of heaven and earth here is strong, even if there is no elixir, it can slowly make the injury lighter.

Time is more than half a month, in the past twenty days, Su Ming's doppelganger injury has recovered a little, Yuan Ying is no longer scattered, although it is still a little weakened, but it has spirit.

As for the black wooden stick, although Su Ming couldn't find a way to put it in a storage bag, he found that this thing could not only change in weight, but also change in size, shrink it, and carry it with him.

There is also the red ring, which contains a power that makes Su Ming slightly intoxicated under the study, and the power of the curse is extremely vast, making Su Ming confused, and he is always confused, but every time he is immersed in his mind, he will be in a trance.

In the early morning of this day, Su Ming woke up from being immersed in the red ring, his expression was still confused, and it took a while to recover.

"The power of the curse ......" Su Ming muttered softly, his expression suddenly moved, and he raised his head to look outside the confinement here.

After a while, the voice of the old man of the White Bull Department came faintly from outside.

"Lord Dementor, the Witch Gong of the White Bull Department asked to see me, and I brought the clansmen with the Soul Dementor physique. ”

Su Ming stood up, flicked his big sleeves, and immediately the little snake flew in and disappeared beside him, at the same time, the poisonous corpse turned into a black mang, which was put into the storage bag by Su Ming, as for the doppelganger, its primordial infant flew out in an instant, and after Su Ming Tianling drilled in, Ji Yunhai's puppet body, along with those black beetles that were sleeping again, were all taken away by Su Ming, and then his right hand was raised unhurriedly, pointing forward.

Suddenly, there was a ripple flickering in the void in front of him, and a gap appeared, and the old man of the White Bull Department walked in with two young men and women with nervous expressions.

(To be continued)