The back standing in front of him, wearing a purple dress, the familiar clothes, the familiar breath, made Su Ming's heart shocked, and a feeling like seeing a loved one suddenly reverberated in his body and mind.

With the exit of the master Eryu, the Heavenly Evil Son turned around, although his expression was still gloomy, the corners of his mouth showed a smile.

"You've suffered. There was a look of appreciation in his eyes, and he spoke softly.

Su Ming took a deep breath, he thought that he might meet Shizun again, it would be many years later, or he would never see it again, but he didn't expect that outside this lizard witch department, the Heavenly Evil Son would appear here.

"Master......" Su Ming touched the scar on his mouth and shook his head.

"Do what you think you should do, I'm here for you, and we'll be together... Go home. The Heavenly Evil Son looked at Su Ming, and the appreciation in his eyes became even stronger.

Su Ming was silent for a moment, clasped his fists towards the Heavenly Evil Son, and his body did not pause again, and went straight to the Lizard Witch Department behind the Heavenly Evil Son.

The Heavenly Evil Son looked at Su Ming's six shadows, and there was expectation in his expression.

"Fourth, how will you choose...", Tianxiao muttered,

With Su Ming's gallop, in front of him, a huge village appeared, this village was surrounded by countless giant wood ancestral city fences, bursts of laughter and laughter came out of it, in that voice, there were old people, provincial children, women, and warriors of the Wu clan.

The sound of this voice made Su Ming's footsteps slow down, he looked at this village, although he couldn't see the inside, he could feel the happiness between him and the people in the village.

"If I am caught by the old man of the Wu clan, when he returns to this village, this laughter may be more ......" Su Ming sighed lightly, he didn't know if what he was going to do next was right, but he understood that in this land of the jungle, he had already tasted the price of soft-heartedness.

Su Ming was silent, and walked towards the village step by step, and at the moment when he approached the village for hundreds of zhang, a sharp roar immediately came from the village.

The roaring sound, like a warning, was whirling in this stockade, and four figures rushed out of the stockade, and the four people suddenly changed their expressions the moment they saw Su Ming.

These four people, Su Ming is no stranger, it was under his strongest blow that the old man of the Wu clan saved them from death!

At the moment when he saw these four people, Su Ming's eyes had a murderous intent, his body suddenly jumped up, and in a flash, the blue light sword in his eyebrows flashed, turning into a green rainbow and gone, and his body was as fast as lightning, and at the moment when the four people were approaching, a bell suddenly rang from Su Ming's body.

The bell rang like a death knell, forming a ripple and spreading time, the blue light flashed, and the small sword pierced directly through the chest of one of them at a speed like thunder, bringing a cavity of blood and screaming time, opening the curtain of this killing.

A moment later, four corpses fell on the ground outside the stockade, Su Ming's body was stained with blood, he walked calmly, and in the moment of dead silence in the stockade, a sword slashed at the gate of the stockade.

With a loud bang, the gate immediately collapsed, turning into countless fragments and rolling inward, kicking up a large amount of dust, Su Ming walked into this village.

The moment he entered, five figures galloped over, fighting with Su Ming in the dust.

The roar continued, Su Ming's body did not pause at all, at the moment of contact with these five people, his whole body was covered with black gas, and the god transformed his armor into a forceful resistance to the opponent's attack, and when he was in this division, the blue light flickered, and the thunder and lightning diffused, when Su Ming walked through the dust raised by the collapse of the walled gate, five corpses fell behind him.

Almost these five people died, and when Su Ming walked into the division of this village, nearly a hundred arrows breathed in, but a few feet outside Su Ming's body, they paused one by one, and exploded into pieces.

This arrow was not shot from the hands of the Wu warriors, but the ordinary clansmen in this village, the ordinary clansmen, with blood-red and hateful eyes, staring at Su Ming deadly, even if the arrows were broken, but more arrows came again

From their eyes, Su Ming not only saw hatred, but also a kind of undying meaning.

At this moment, with a low roar, I saw a big man walking out of a leather tent in this village, this big man was half a **, his body stepped on the ground in a fierce step, and went straight to Su Ming, and then, more than ten Wu warriors galloped from all corners of this village and rushed towards Su Ming.

Su Ming was silent, closed his eyes, raised his right hand and stroked down, this stroke was like a heavenly might, at the moment when the stroke fell, the body of the head of the man trembled, and the whole person was immediately torn apart, and his head was thrown up.

The rest of the people were all under Su Ming's closed eyes, and in that terrible sound, they fell from the sky, and with the sound of a boom, they fell to the ground and died.

Su Ming opened his eyes, his gaze swept in this village, this is not too big a village, there are many leather tents, there are hundreds of men and women, one by one staring at himself silently, revealing the meaning of deep hatred in the sea of blood, such a gaze made Su Ming's heart tingle.

In that gaze, there are old people, children, and women......

There are many of them, still there, knowing that it is impossible, but they continue to shoot arrows day after day, and the arrows are broken again and again, and they can't stop Su Ming from walking forward calmly, his divine sense spreads, enveloping the entire tribe, after sweeping a circle, when his right hand is raised, the blue light sword roars and moves, and goes straight to several leather tents, penetrating one by one, and returning with blood.

Wherever it went, it was the warrior of the Wu Clan, but this man was in a coma due to serious injuries and could not go out.

When the little blue light sword returned to Su Ming's side, there were no more warriors in the entire little lizard witch clan, and the remaining hundreds of people were all ordinary clansmen.

But even though he was an ordinary clansman, the eyes of mortal hatred and the arrows that came from him all revealed a madness towards Su Ming.

The sound of crying came faintly, it was the cry of a woman, it was the fear of some children, and more, it was the tears without a sound, which flowed from the corners of the eyes of the surrounding clansmen in the dead bodies of the Wu warriors all over the land.

Su Ming looked at this person silently, he understood the hatred in this person's eyes, but if Su Ming did not come in this way, but was captured by the old man of the witch clan and stepped on the ground to refine him into a witch leader, there would not be any of these people who cast a look of affection, but a cruel excitement, and bursts of cheers.

This is the absence of "the sorrow of the sensible" in a war of the population.

Either don't get involved or ...... and bear this sorrow.

The arrows that came one after another, did not stop, especially a young man, his eyes were red, his left hand had been broken by the bowstring, and there was blood flowing down, but he didn't seem to know the pain, gritted his teeth, pulled the bow again and again, and shot arrows, although the arrows could not hurt the enemy he wanted to kill.

Su Ming's eyes finally fell on the young man's body.

He looked at the young man and walked step by step, and after the young man saw Su Ming coming, he roared, and the whole person rushed towards Su Ming with a bow and arrow, his face showed a determination to die, that is a kind of madness that even if he dies, he will bite the enemy.

But when he rushed to Su Ming's side, he was under Su Ming's gaze, and his body couldn't help but stop, and the majesty contained in that gaze made him not know his body, so he could only pause in front of him.

His eyes were filled with tears, and there was madness and hatred in those tears......

Su Ming looked at the young man, raised his right hand, and wiped the tears from his cheeks.

"Originally, it wouldn't be like this......" Su Ming said softly.

"I saved you, killed the snake... You and I have no enmity..."

The young man stared at Su Ming deadly, and the hatred in his eyes turned into resentment.

"Why do you want to report it...... Just because, I am a barbarian, are you a witch......" Su Ming looked at the young man and helped him wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes on the other side.

"One of my soft-heartedness cost me a lot... It's because I was wrong, and I have to accept it.

You, too, because you're wrong. Su Ming said calmly.

The young man's body trembled, there was confusion in his eyes, and there were more tears, and in his eyes, Su Ming saw a trace of regret.

"Originally, it wouldn't be like this......" Su Ming looked at the little boy, turned around, walked towards the gate of the collapse of this village, and walked step by step, when he walked out of the gate of this village, he heard a terrible roar from behind him.

In that roar, there was hatred, madness, and deep regret...

Su Ming didn't look back, walked out of the village, walked into the jungle, and walked to the side of the Heavenly Evil Son.

"Master, let's go home......" Su Ming's voice was tired.

"I thought you chose to come back here to slaughter this unit. The Heavenly Evil Son looked at Su Ming with a calm expression.

"I felt the breath of the master in his body. Su Ming was silent for a moment, did not look at the Heavenly Evil Son, but looked at the direction where the Tianlan barrier was located, and spoke tiredly.

"I woke it up, this is the Wu Clan, and I have a blood feud with my barbarians, if you still don't understand, in the battle of Tianlan Witch Hunt, such a price, you will pay with your life. The Heavenly Evil Son closed his eyes and said slowly.

Su Ming was silent.

"With the power of one person, hunt down Sichen and take his head, this is praise!"

"When the jungle was attacked, in the face of more than ten witches, they were not surprised, and they were killed in a calm manner, this is praise!"

"When you meet a strong person, the strongest blow opens the sky, you don't love to fight, you know how to know the proportions and escape, this is praise!"

"Between the chase, know how to flee without brute force, judge the situation and turn back to fight, don't be afraid of the strong, this is praise!"

"Cooperate with the white belt in the distraction, and realize your own first style, this is a big savings!"

"But, with a soft heart, it was wrong to let go of that young man for the first time!"

"Knowing everything, obviously back here, Yiri still let the boy go, this is ...... Big mistake! I am your master, and I will correct your mistake for you!"

"Master!" Su Ming looked at the Heavenly Evil Son, his expression was tired, but his eyes were calm.

"This is my making..."

The Heavenly Evil Son paused.

I wish you all a happy Dragon Boat Festival, eat more zongzi, and remember to help me eat a little, hehe. (To be continued)