Volume 1: Life is Like First Love Chapter 98: Lei Chen's Decision! (Second Update)

  At the moment when the bloodline was cut off, Lei Chen's body trembled and spat out fresh blood.

  Shanhe was slapped out by Nan Song's palm, his face turned pale, and he stumbled back several feet after landing. Fresh blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, his expression complex, revealing a painful guilt, as if he didn't dare to face Nan Song, and lowered his head.

  Everything happened too fast, in the blink of an eye, everything was reversed. Su Ming stared at Shan Hen, and let out a miserable laugh.

  Shanhe's face turned pale, with fresh blood constantly oozing from the corners of his mouth. He suddenly let out a loud and mournful cry, then abruptly turned around, no longer looking at Nan Song and Su Ming, but instead running wildly towards the thicket. In an instant, he rushed into the thicket, and as the anguished wail faded away, Shanhe also disappeared into the thicket.

  At the same time, the Hei Shan tribe's leader sneered, as if he had expected this scene all along.

  Rushing towards Nan Song, and just now the black-clothed man who was fighting with Nan Song also came with injuries, throwing a punch at Nan Song.

  Nan Song's face was filled with sorrow, his complexion pale, and his body had withered away like a skull. On his back, the curved moon knife was deeply embedded, continuously flowing with fresh blood.

  At the moment when the Black Mountain Clan's elder and the black-robed Han were about to clash, Nan Song suddenly burst out laughing. His laughter was desolate and his body shook violently as a long crevice split open on his forehead. A dark blue shadowy figure emerged from it and rushed towards the approaching enemy.

  At the moment when he was about to catch up with the black-clothed man and the leader of the Black Mountain Tribe, this green shadow suddenly exploded, transforming into a shocking impact that rolled out in all directions. The black-clothed man was already injured, and at this moment, under the impact, he could no longer bear it. His fragile eyes shattered instantly, and he let out a miserable cry as he retreated.

  As for the Black Mountain tribe leader, he did not expect Nan Song to still be able to use such tactics despite his severe injuries. Moreover, he knew that the curved knife lodged in Nan Song's body contained a potent toxin that could cause blood to coagulate and prevent the strong from self-destructing, which was why he had dared to approach earlier.

  This sword was originally prepared by Kuroyama no Tsuba for Torikemaru, but unexpectedly it was used on Minamoto no Yoshitsune.

  Hei Sha's clan leader spat out fresh blood, he had been chasing all the way here, and his internal injuries could no longer be suppressed. As the blood spurted out, his breath grew even weaker, and he fell back dozens of feet, his face revealing a look of horror.

  But just as the blue virtual shadow burst open, Nan Song, who was standing there, suddenly had a bright light in his eyes, as if all his injuries were healed. He took a step forward and came to the front of the black-clothed man who was retreating with severe injuries, and punched him squarely on the chest before he could dodge.

  With a loud crash, the black-clad man's body shook violently, his chest was directly bloody and fleshly blurred, his eyes dimmed, and he died instantly.

  Nan Song didn't hesitate, suddenly looking towards the Black Mountain tribe leader not far away, his expression calm and collected. He directly flashed over there, and the Black Mountain tribe leader's face was filled with terror as he shrieked and retreated backwards. Along with the remaining five Black Mountain tribe members, they were about to be overtaken by Nan Song. Without any hesitation, he grabbed one of the nearby tribesmen, seemingly infusing him with a surge of power, and then violently threw this tribesman towards Nan Song.

  The miserable cry of the Black Mountain tribe was drowned out by the sudden explosion of his entire body, forming a large patch of blood mist scattered everywhere. The leader of the Black Mountain tribe let out a low growl with terror and panic.

  "Retreat!" In the midst of speech, they joined forces with the remaining four small Black Mountain tribesmen and, under their protection, charged into the thicket together. They were thoroughly frightened, especially by Nan Song's ferocity, which left them incredulous.

  In the eyes of the Black Mountain tribe, his own life was precious and could not be left here. Moreover, he knew that the next wave of reinforcements from the Black Mountain was already on its way, and as long as they joined forces, everything would be safe.

  "I want to leave!" Nan Song didn't even glance at the self-destructing Black Mountain Tribe member in front of him, his right hand waved forward and the blood mist from the self-destruction instantly dispersed. After he landed on the ground, both hands pressed fiercely onto the earth.

  At that moment, under the feet of Hei Shan Zu's leader and four others who were fleeing in a hurry, the ground shook immediately. A huge muddy hand suddenly went out, grabbing towards Hei Shan Zu's leader. In his madness, he pushed away another tribesman next to him, avoiding death, but his courage seemed to be completely lost. Without looking back, he rushed into the thicket with three other tribesmen and fled in a hurry.

  "The Black Mountain Sect that has lost its honor, get out of my sight!" Nan Song didn't chase after them, but instead stood there and let out a thunderous roar towards the forest.

  Everything just now happened in the blink of an eye, Su Ming was approaching at this moment, looking at Nan Song standing there, and seeing that his body had weakened at a visible speed after those Black Mountain Tribe people escaped.

  "The village should be safe now... The next wave of Black Mountain tribe won't come so soon, they've suffered heavy casualties and have the intention to retreat." Nan Song still stood there, his face cracked from between his eyebrows, emitting a gray glow.

  "I've fulfilled my promise with your grandfather... repaid the debt of gratitude for saving his life back then." Nansong looked at Suming, a smile spreading across his face.

  "Grandpa Nan Song..." Su Ming said softly.

  "Actually, even if the mountain mark doesn't hurt me, I won't be able to hold on for much longer. I had planned to use my Qing Suo technique to heal your injuries before I die and make up for the part of Lei Chen's life force that I absorbed, but now, I can no longer do it." Nan Song let out a light sigh, lifted his head to look at the distant sky, which was still shrouded in red mist, and faintly heard the rumbling sound. He knew that Mo Sang was still holding on.

  "If you can see the mountain marks... help me ask him, why!" Nan Song had his hands behind his back, closed his eyes and stood there, motionless. His body seemed to be rooted in this land, in front of him was the dark forest, and behind him were the footprints left by the Bird Mountain tribe.

  Under the moonlight, his back cast a long shadow. A sense of solemn sorrow spread throughout Su Ming's body. He gazed at Nan Song, who had lost all signs of life, and did not touch his body. Instead, he took a few steps back, knelt down, and kowtowed three times in front of Nan Song.

  "Su Ming……" Lei Chen struggled to get up, came to Su Ming's side, and knelt down there, with a sorrowful expression. At this moment, he no longer looked like a young man, but had become old, as if over 40 years old.

  After a long time, a gentle breeze came, blowing the snow on the ground, blowing the hair on Nan Song's body, which was still towering after his death, and blowing Su Ming and Lei Chen's hearts.

  "The village should be safe now...... Lei Chen, you can go back." Su Ming stood up silently, his eyes gleaming with a cold light as he gazed at the dark forest ahead.

  Lei Chen touched his right eye, which had already gone blind. He fell silent for a moment, then shook his head.

  "I'm not going back."

  I'm going to find the power that can make me stronger... Only when I become strong, can I avoid humiliation and protect my home and people.

  I've heard that on the other side of the plains, after crossing some great mountains, there's a tribe that's even more powerful than Wind Village... I'm going to go there, no matter what it takes, I'll become stronger!

  Even if I become a tyrant, I am willing!" Lei Chen's expression showed an extremely determined intention, and there was also a hint of madness, but that madness only existed deep within his eyes, without revealing itself on his face.

  "Su Ming, you and I are different. After you return to Fengquan, you will have a better future, but we are brothers... lifelong brothers... wait for me. One day, after I become stronger, I will come back!" Lei Chen closed his eyes, murmuring, stepped forward and hugged Su Ming tightly. The two people stood silently hugging each other for a long time. Then, Lei Chen burst out laughing, turned around, and with the faintly visible old back, walked step by step towards the distance, towards his dreams and persistence, getting farther and farther away until he completely disappeared from Su Ming's sight.

  Su Ming gazed at Lei Chen, he didn't go to persuade him, but instead saw him off into the distance. He didn't know if he would ever see Lei Chen again, and as for the future, Su Ming felt a sense of confusion.

  After a long time, he shook his head. Under the full moon in the sky, his confusion was replaced by a chill, and as he gazed at the forest hidden in darkness, Su Ming took a deep breath.

  "Now it's my turn to hunt you down!"

  "There's still Shanhe..." Su Ming turned his head to glance in the direction of Fengquan, where his tribesmen were hiding along the way, and perhaps Bailin was also still at Fengquan.

  "About... " Su Ming's face was bitter and astringent, he closed his eyes, when he opened them again, inside there was a terrible calmness, his body took a big step forward, the moonlight wrapped around him, in this full moon, he was like a shadow that brought death, disappearing into the forest, rushing to chase and kill.

  Without the pursuing soldiers, the tribe members would safely arrive at Fengquan Mudstone City. This was something Su Ming could be certain of. Moreover, he knew that in this migration, there was no need for him to do anything more for his people.

  He had done his best, but at this moment, he still had something more important to do. He clearly remembered that when the Black Mountain Barbarian King appeared, a vague idea emerged in his mind amidst the familiarity.

  This thought occurred to him when he saw his grandfather being chased by that huge moon wing earlier

  It burst forth when he felt himself in that instant as if flying, transformed into the moon wing changing direction and rushing towards Hei Shan Man Gong, at which point Su Ming's rough idea in his mind became clear.

  "The Fire Barbarian Technique... I've cultivated the Fire Barbarian, and Moon Wing is transformed from the Fire Barbarian tribe, so in terms of technique, I can suppress it! Moreover, due to three times of Blood Fire Overlapping Flames, my blood seems to have flames too, so... I should be able to help Grandpa!" Su Ming's calm eyes had a faint red glow, and in this dark night, an eerie aura was revealed.

  His body was like a wisp of smoke, and he galloped away in this thicket.

  Before that, I must make the Black Mountain Clan suffer! Let them also feel the sorrow of their tribesmen's deaths... Now that the Black Mountain Tribe's leader is heavily injured, and there are only three people by his side, they are not worth worrying about... And there's Shan Hen! Su Ming clenched his fists, lowered his head, and disappeared in a flash into the thicket.

  From being hunted to counter-hunting back, from being the prey to becoming the hunter, Su Ming, unknowingly, had changed a lot.

  Burst second update! Moon chestnut is tired,