"Who is he!!Wushan doesn't have such a cultivator at this age!!" The big man spurted blood, his expression was shocked, his head roared, and his heart roared.

But Su Ming's speed was too fast, almost at the same time that the big man hit the giant wooden fence, Su Ming approached again, with madness, with killing, at the same time as a punch, he bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and as soon as the blood appeared, it immediately turned into a blood mist, which was the technique of black blood and dust.

As soon as this technique came out, he went straight to the big man, and in the disbelief of the big man, at the same time, Su Ming's right hand, with its fastest speed, directly penetrated the blood mist and hit the big man's chest.

With a bang, the giant wooden fence was shocked, the big man's eyes widened violently, he lost his color, and a large amount of blood benefited from the corners of his mouth, and his chest was blasted through by Su Ming's punch.

"Kill!!" Su Ming red-eyed, killed one person without the slightest pause, turned around and went straight to the rest of the Black Mountain Barbarians beside him, although his previous battle with this big man was very fast, but he was all looked at by the rest of the Black Mountain Department in the nearby direction, they were in disbelief, watching the deputy leader of their hunting team being killed by life and death, and even they couldn't see Su Ming's body, only saw an afterimage flickering.

Not only them, but the barbarians of the same clan around Su Ming were all shocked, they knew Su Ming, knew Su Ming, in their memory, Su Ming was just an ordinary clansman, they had no time to think about why Su Ming was also in the barbarian team, but at this moment, Su Ming's outburst made them feel strongly excited while shocked!!

With Su Ming's low roar, all the seven or eight barbarians of the same clan roared.

"Kill!!"

"Those who destroy my homeland, kill!!" Su Ming was red-eyed, his whole body was full of qi and blood, and he punched it away!

"Whoever slaughters my people, kill!!" punched again.

"Kill my people, kill!!" another punch.

Su Ming's figure flickered, and in the fear of more than ten black mountain men, he went crazy, he had never been so killing, he had never been so hateful, at this moment he no longer seemed to be a teenager less than seventeen years old, but a crazy killer.

In the splash of blood, a roar came from Su Ming's ears, his heart was dripping blood, it was a clansman who chose the blood line to explode himself when he was seriously injured!

This is a war, this is a fight between invaders and guardians, this is the madness of tribes and tribes, this is the Wushan and Black Mountain tribes, which seem to be undying for hundreds of years!

The sudden extra barbarians in the Black Mountain Department made this war more and more tragic, there are not many barbarians in the Ooshan Tribe, and they are less than the Black Mountain in number, but at this moment, every clansman in the Ooshan tribe is in that obsession, in order to protect the homeland, to protect the clansmen, for their tribe, they can give everything!

Fighting for the homeland, for the tribe, for the children, for the parents, this is the most brilliant moment in life!

The crowd protected by the light of the brute statue, in the silence, came crying, the crying echoed, mixed with a call. They wept for the sons who protected them, for the father who protected them, for the barbarians who protected them......

"Grandma, why is the sky blue...... Is it because it's there, it's Abba who is looking at us......"

"Abba, why do the stars in the night blink...... Isn't Grandma there, looking at us......" I don't know who was the first to murmur softly, and slowly, almost all the clansmen who were protected by the light of the Brute Elephant began to murmur in the midst of their weeping.

Their voices fused together, gradually turning into a deep sound wave, revealing a softness, revealing a sadness, but in that softness and sorrow, there was an indescribable thought.

Whenever a clansman dies, the whole clan gathers around the fire, looks at the dead clansman, and sings words of sorrow.

"Lasu, don't be lonely in heaven, don't be sad, don't cry, Grandma and Abba are watching you on the earth...... Every year, every day...... are all looking at you......"

"I won't cry, I won't be sad, I won't be alone, I know you're there, there's watching me...... I'm happy......"

The words, in the crying, gradually became louder and louder, those Wushan barbarians who fought without fear of death, listening to the voices of the clansmen, listening to the familiar words, looked sad, and let out a suppressed roar, they want to fight, they want to fight to the death!!

Su Ming's body trembled, tears flowed from his eyes, his body was filled with blood, there was his own, but more, it belonged to the enemy.

He doesn't know fatigue, he doesn't know fear, what he knows is to fight to the death, when he can no longer move, when he is seriously injured, what he has to do is to blew himself up!!

"Grandma...... Abba...... Pippi ...... "Behind Su Ming, he faintly heard the voice of the little girl who woke up, crying.

Su Ming's heart was stinging, dripping blood, as if there were countless sharp thorns penetrating, making his speed faster and faster, making his fists roar more and more, and in this sorrow and killing, a wisp of whimpering music swirled up.

The sound of music reveals a sense of desolation, a sense of sorrow, and a parting ...... Not far away, under a big tree, the willow flute of the Wushan tribe leaned there, his legs were blurred, his body was covered with blood, his face was pale, and his eyes were gloomy.

His trembling hands, holding a Xun made of bones, put it to his mouth, and played the sad Xun song, the whining sound, like the cry of a mother, in this tragic battlefield, and the words of the people blended into a heart-wrenching desolation.

The mournful whine, drifting with the wind, melted in the snow on the ground, immersed in the blood of the clansmen, on this battlefield, let everyone who heard the Wushan tribe tears.

Su Ming's body trembled, this was not the first time he had heard Xun Qu, but there had never been a time like this, letting his tears flow, making his heart seem to be lost after being penetrated, and becoming a heartless person, all that existed was the scars all over his body and the endless sorrow.

In his ears, in addition to this mournful song, there was also a roar of self-explosion from time to time, and every roar represented that this barbarian of the same race chose to burst the blood line.

"Huangquan Road, don't leave me alone!" Su Ming laughed miserably, and blasted out a fist, blasting a Wushan enemy in front of him alive, he also spurted out a mouthful of blood, and when he turned around, he saw the clansmen who were blowing Xunqu before they died.

Although the eyes of the tribesman were dim, they were bright, and he played the Xunqu, and the blood on his hands stained the bone-made Xun, but he could not hide the voice that belonged to him, the sadness that belonged to him, and the farewell that belonged to him.

This is the last Xun song he played for his people in his life, and this time he played Xun Qu with his life......

Su Ming closed his eyes, the moment he retracted his gaze, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw that in the other direction, in front of Beiling, there were three big men from the Black Mountain Department, in that hideous and excited, forcing Beiling to retreat again and again, Beiling's bow was broken, and there were many wounds on his body, especially on his chest, which was filled with a lot of blood, his face was pale, and he was holding a bone knife in his hand, with perseverance, with tragedy, and crazy fighting.

He couldn't retreat, behind him, there were the clansmen, although the clansmen were shrouded in the light of the brute statues, but he couldn't retreat either, and the closest thing behind him was a woman, who was in tears, looking at Beiling, looking at his trembling body, looking at his back like a mountain.

This woman is Chen Xin, she seems to be shouting something, as if she is telling this Bei Ling, Su Ming is far away, he can't hear it, but he can see the gentleness hidden when he looks at Bei Ling in Chen Xin's eyes.

She likes Beiling, and at this moment, she is more sure of what she thinks, she likes ...... He.

Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and when she saw Bei Ling's body trembling, one of the three black mountain men in front of her suddenly approached, and a bone knife in her hand went straight to Bei Ling's head like lightning, Chen Xin let out a poignant sorrow, she ...... Rushed out.

Bei Ling laughed miserably, he was so tired that he couldn't bear it now, since last night, he had been fighting to the death, he knew that he had no dodge, and at the moment when he was about to blow himself up, he saw a handful of dust Xin hugging him.

"Well, since you come, go with me......" At the moment when Beiling was about to close his eyes and detonate his blood line, suddenly the heavens and the earth roared, and a sound shook the surroundings, making everyone, including the warring Black Mountain Division, tremble, suddenly echo the heavens and the earth.

But I saw a red spear, at an unbelievable speed, rushed straight to the front of Beiling, the spear revealed a strong to the extreme, with a madness, turned into a huge red eagle for everyone to see, in an instant, crossed Beiling, in front of him directly penetrated the chest of the black mountain man who raised the knife to fall, boom, his body was nailed to the snow, at the same time, a wave of air exploded in all directions, the big man's body suddenly exploded, becoming flesh and blood.

The other two big men of the Black Mountain Department trembled, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back, each spurting blood, and at the same time, a lightning-like figure suddenly jumped and stood in front of Bei Ling, replacing everything in the pupils of his eyes!

This scene, this back, at the moment of appearance, set off a monstrous wave in Beiling's heart, he is familiar with this scene, in the Fengzhen tribe, he has experienced this scene, he has seen a person, and he is also standing in front of him like this, although these two people have different appearances and body types, but at this moment, in Beiling's eyes, they ...... Overlapped.

"Su ...... Ming ...... "Bei Ling's expression showed disbelief, he was stunned, he understood everything......

I don't know if anyone has ever heard Xunqu, it's a very old musical instrument, I remember because there are only five voices, so it sounds very sad, and it just so happens that the book review area can add a video, so I found one for everyone, in the book review area. Maybe there's a better one, but I can't find it.

Finally, ask for a recommendation vote!!