Chapter 33
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"Look at your hair. It's all white now." Bai Ling covered her mouth and giggled. The light in her eyes made the strange feeling in Su Ming's heart grow stronger.
"And you're talking about me? Your hair has also turned white. You're an old woman now." Su Ming pointed at Bai Ling and laughed.
The two of them became more familiar with each other as they chatted and laughed. Su Ming felt that his body and mind were filled with a wonderful feeling in the snowy night. He felt that time was passing by quickly. Unknowingly, the sky in the distance started to turn white.
It was not snow, it was the rising sun.
The night passed by just like that. When the light from the sky covered the land and snow continued falling from the sky, Su Ming and Bai Ling got down from the tree. They washed up and smiled at each other.
Su Ming did not say anything else. He crouched down. Bai Ling's eyes sparkled. She walked over and continued to lie on his frail back. A warm feeling grew in her heart.
This time, the closer Su Ming got to Dark Dragon Tribe, the more he felt a strange feeling in his heart. It was as if he did not want to leave. Gradually, he fell silent. His footsteps slowed down and he started walking in circles.
Bai Ling lay on Su Ming's back. Just like the day before, she saw many things that appeared repeatedly and knew that Su Ming was walking in circles. But this time, she did not speak. Instead, she placed her head on Su Ming's back and listened to his heartbeat.
When the sun hung high in the sky, dusk arrived once again. Snow was still falling from the sky but the outline of Dark Dragon Tribe appeared before Su Ming's eyes.
As he looked at the tribe, Su Ming put down Bai Ling and smiled.
"You're home."
Bai Ling looked at the tribe and then at Su Ming. No one could tell what she was thinking from her beautiful face. She nodded her head silently and walked towards Su Ming. With her white hands, she gently swept away the snow on Su Ming's body.
"Thank you … Go back to your tribe soon …" Bai Ling opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something but she did not. Instead, she smiled beautifully, took a few steps back and walked towards her tribe.
Su Ming stood there and looked at Bai Ling gradually disappearing into the distance. He looked at her petite figure occasionally turning her head back to wave at him. His mind was blank.
As the distance between the two grew further and further, the snow falling from the sky also seemed to become an invisible barrier, fragmenting his vision and slowly covering the distant figure. It was as if he had walked through a land of ice. If he did not return, he would never see the ice melt. It was as if he was walking through the passage of time. If he did not reminisce, he would never hear who was sighing in those years.
After a long while, Su Ming shook his head. He took one last look at Dark Dragon Tribe before he turned around and left. When he came, snow accompanied him, and when he left, it was the same.
The snow fell on his body and hair, but it made Su Ming feel as if something was missing.
'Do I like her..?' Su Ming ran through the forest towards Dark Mountain Tribe. He frowned as he ran, and Bai Ling's face appeared in his mind.
'It's different from when I'm with Chen Xin …' Su Ming took a deep breath and shook his head. It was as if he wanted to get rid of this strange feeling that he had never felt before. Once he calmed himself down, his eyes flashed and he increased his speed once again.
When the sky was dark, the stars shone brilliantly. As the moonlight shone on the ground and the snow that had been falling for an entire day and night, Su Ming returned to his home, Dark Mountain Tribe, as the snow fell endlessly.
He had taken a look at the tribe from afar yesterday and was certain that the tribe was safe. Now that he had returned, he saw his tribe members standing guard outside the gate made of giant logs.
The tribe was very quiet. The bonfire in the center of the tribe was still burning, making crackling sounds. Su Ming walked through the tribe and looked around him. Eventually, he arrived at the elder's house.
There was still light coming from the elder's house. It was clear that he had not rested yet.
"You must be Su Ming. Come in." The elder's voice traveled out. There was a hint of exhaustion in his voice.
Su Ming lifted the curtain lightly and walked in. He saw the elder sitting cross-legged. His white hair was slightly messy.
"Elder," Su Ming said softly and sat down by the elder's side.
"Everything's fine in the tribe. Don't worry." The elder looked at Su Ming and smiled. He gestured for Su Ming to sit by his side. He lifted his wrinkled right hand and patted Su Ming's head a few times. His smile became wider.
"You've reached the third level. Not bad!"
Su Ming looked at the elder and slowly told him everything he saw in the cave. When he mentioned the skeleton, he could clearly see the elder's expression becoming serious.
"Why do you weep … Elder, what do you mean by that?" Su Ming frowned.
"The legends are true …" The elder looked at the tent. His gaze seemed to be able to pierce through the tent and see Dark Mountain.
"That sentence should be asking myself, 'Compared to the vast sky, what else do I have to be sad about … Or perhaps, there's another meaning to it …" The elder sighed. No one knew what he was thinking. His voice was filled with age as he spoke slowly.
"I don't really understand the words about worshiping fire. Perhaps it's your fortune that you can see it." The elder averted his gaze and looked at Su Ming kindly.
"One month later, I'll be going to Wind Stream Tribe. If you're outside, remember to come back."
"Also, elder, I saved a member of Dark Dragon Tribe in the nest of the Wings of the Moon. Her name is Bai Ling. She's the granddaughter of the Elder of Dark Dragon Tribe." Su Ming nodded. He seemed to have remembered something and spoke again.
"Bai Ling?" The elder was stunned. After a moment of silence, he asked Su Ming to go back and rest. Once Su Ming left, a nostalgic look appeared in the elder's eyes.
"Lei Su … Your granddaughter was saved by my La Su by accident … Perhaps this can lessen your hatred towards me …" The elder sighed. The nostalgic look in his eyes became stronger.
"The blood moon came early … and the strong Qi that came from Black Mountain Tribe that night … Something bad is about to happen …" The elder closed his eyes and mumbled. There was worry in his eyes.
Su Ming left the elder's house and walked around the tribe. He did not return to his own tent but went to Lei Chen's house. When he saw that Lei Chen only had some injuries on his body and was still full of vigor, he personally applied some medicine on him. Only then did Su Ming relax.
When Lei Chen saw Su Ming, he was happy. He patted his chest and boasted about his fight against the Wings of the Moon. His saliva flew everywhere. After talking for a long time, Su Ming smiled and left.
It was already late at night, but when Su Ming's gaze fell on a tent not too far away, there was a hesitant look on his face.
That was the home of the Head of the Guards and also Bei Ling's home.
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