It was an extremely beautiful purple-haired woman who exuded a gloomy and cold aura. She looked to be about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old. She was tall and wore purple clothes. A white whip was tied around her waist, causing her waist to give off a breathtaking impression of being sunken in and protruding exaggeratedly, wrapping around her buttocks and slender legs.
Her long hair danced in the air as she walked. Her eyes were cold, and her petite face was aloof. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she was as cold as ice. The woman's beauty and her aloof demeanor immediately gave off a unique air of coldness.
Su Ming laughed wryly in his heart. He could not see anything off about the masked face, but he knew this woman … More accurately speaking, he had seen this woman naked before …
This woman was the woman from the God of Shamans Temple whom Progenitor Hong Luo had met when he was controlling Su Ming's body. In the end, he did not have enough Qi, that was why he did not use the Art of Dragon Subject, Yin Luo Yin, on her.
'Hong Luo, oh Hong Luo … You said your name was Su Ming at that time …' Su Ming laughed even more wryly in his heart. He felt a huge headache coming on. When he faced this woman, he had an indescribable feeling of being wronged in his heart.
When he had woken up, he had seen the scenes of Hong Luo controlling his body. In his memories, he had a feeling that he was Hong Luo. Under that feeling, he could clearly remember the resentful gaze this woman had when she had looked at him.
'If she knows that I'm … me … Ah …' Su Ming forced down the anguish in his heart and kept his expression calm as he watched the woman walk towards him.
Nan Gong Hen was originally smiling by his side, but when he saw the woman, his smile instantly froze, just like Su Ming's, and was replaced with a wry smile.
Nan Gong Hen let out a fake cough and quickly asked the aloof woman, "Little sister, are you going out?"
"So you're not dead." The woman who was as cold as ice walked ten feet away from Nan Gong Hen and Su Ming and spoke coldly. Her voice was very pleasant to the ears, even without the chill in it.
Nan Gong Hen let out a few fake coughs once again, choking on the woman's words. He shook his head with a wry smile.
"Little sister, why are you talking to me like this? Oh well, let me introduce you. This is …"
"I'm not interested," the woman said coldly. The woman said coldly. She did not even look at Su Ming and walked between the two of them. Nan Gong Hen quickly opened up a path for her. Su Ming sighed and also avoided her. The woman walked past him and went out of the city gate.
"Who is this?" Su Ming hesitated for a moment, but still decided to ask. He had to know the person's identity so that he could think of a way to avoid running into them in the future.
"She's my younger sister, Nan Gong Shan. Ah … because she practiced some sort of cultivation method when she was young, that's why she became more and more aloof. That's not a big deal, but a year ago, when she was in isolation, an accident happened to her, causing her aura of Yin to become even stronger, and that's why she became like this …" Nan Gong Hen said with a wry smile. He walked out of the city gate with Su Ming and appeared in Shaman City.
A wave of noise traveled into the air. The city was bustling with activity, and there were quite a number of Shamans there. When they stood there, they would have a feeling that they had forgotten that they were in the World of Nine Yin.
When he heard Nan Gong Hen mention the accident a year ago, Su Ming felt slightly guilty and sighed. He did not expect that the Nan Gong Hen he met on the way here would be the woman's big brother.
Nan Gong Hen shook his head, and once he explained to Su Ming, he started speaking casually. "I didn't expect her to be here as well. My sister was a little aloof just now. Brother Mo, speaking of that accident, have you heard of a powerful Berserker who suddenly appeared in the land of the Shamans a year ago?"
Su Ming laughed even more wryly in his heart. He cast Nan Gong Hen a glance, and when he saw that this person was only speaking casually and did not seem to be referring to something, he shook his head.
"I've been in isolation for many years. I've heard some people talk about what happened a year ago, but I don't know much about it."
Nan Gong Hen sighed and brought Su Ming and the three teenagers down the streets of Shaman City. The streets were bustling with activity. There were all sorts of shops, and most of them sold the necessities of the Shaman Tribe. Aside from that, there were also some unique items in the World of Nine Yin.
Compared to the dangers outside, this place was very relaxed and looked very peaceful.
"Speaking of that powerful Berserker who appeared a year ago, his power was so great that it even surpassed that of an End Shaman!" When Nan Gong Hen said these words, admiration and yearning appeared on his face.
"His power surpassed that of an End Shaman? I really don't know how he managed to do that. Once he appeared, he challenged a large number of powerful Berserkers in the land of the Shamans in just a few short days. Every single time he used a unique method to take away most of the power of those who lost to him!
"To many people, this is a heinous crime, but I don't think so!" There was a hint of excitement in Nan Gong Hen's voice. Clearly, when he talked about this person, his emotions were not calm.
Su Ming blinked, but did not speak.
"I know that this person thinks that those so-called powerful Berserkers don't deserve to have power. That's why he didn't take their lives, but took away most of their power. He's using silent words to tell those who lost to him that if they can surpass him one day, then they can come to him and take back that part of their power!
"I understand, I understand, I know!
"This is a great sentiment. This is the true quality of a powerful Berserker. Those who lost must give up their power, and this is also a form of encouragement to them!
"I still think that this person is definitely a Shaman, or else why would he show such tender affection to those so-called powerful Berserkers and personally give them encouragement to make them train?!" Nan Gong Hen said excitedly.
When Su Ming heard this … he was stunned.
"Brother Mo, I'm telling the truth. I'm not the only one who feels this way. There are quite a number of those who lost who felt the same way. I've asked them about this before." Respect appeared in Nan Gong Hen's eyes.
"What I respect the most is this powerful Berserker. He … didn't even give up on the ferocious beasts to encourage them. Just how great of a heart does he have to be to be able to do this?
"During those few days, there were plenty of ferocious beasts with great luck who ran into him and had their hearts enlightened. Perhaps a sacred beast would appear among them!"
Su Ming was completely speechless. He instinctively touched his nose, but when he touched his mask, he saw that the corners of his lips were curled up in a wry smile.
When Lan Lan and Ahu heard Nan Gong Hen's words, their eyes lit up and their emotions surged. They looked extremely excited. Even the cold-looking young man with the withered right arm had a look of reverence and fanaticism on his face.
"Then … just how strong is he?" Lan Lan could not help but ask.
"How strong? Heh heh, Sir Zong Ze of Autumn Sea Tribe was sealed in the sky by this person, and his body was shackled to the point where he couldn't move. The people of Autumn Sea Tribe were all sealed when he pushed them down to the ground, and they couldn't move a single inch. They could only watch him … float down and land beside the Sacred Lady of Autumn Sea Tribe. He hugged her and brought her away into the distance …
"This is a great love. I'm very envious." Nan Gong Hen let out a long sigh.
Su Ming could not help but let out a few coughs. When he heard other people talking about this, he felt that it was a little strange, because he knew … that this was not the truth.
When Lan Lan heard this, a sparkle appeared in her eyes. When Ahu saw Lan Lan's expression, he made a decision in his heart.
"A few days later, the Sacred Lady of Autumn Sea Tribe came back with his blood dragon, causing Autumn Sea Tribe to have another sacred dragon besides the sacred beast, the mackerel pike …
"Ah, honestly, my little sister isn't that bad either. Why didn't he choose my little sister..?" Nan Gong Hen shook his head and looked at Su Ming. He found that Su Ming's expression was a little strange at that moment.
"Brother Mo, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing. I'm just really moved by some of this person's actions …" Su Ming sighed.
"In truth, my little sister also ran into this powerful warrior, but it's a pity … they are not fated to meet. It's also because of this encounter that my little sister started missing him and felt resentful, that's why she's so aloof." Nan Gong Hen brought Su Ming and the others through a few streets, and as he walked, he sighed.
"Where is this powerful warrior now? What's his name? "Ahu could not help but ask.
"He disappeared. I suspect that he felt that there was no longer anyone in the land of the Shamans who was worthy of his encouragement, that's why he chose to leave … His name is … Su Ming!
Red-haired Su Ming! "When Nan Gong Hen said Su Ming's name, excitement and admiration appeared on his face once again.
Su Ming's feet came to a halt. He could only laugh wryly in his heart. He was originally prepared for this, but now that he heard it with his own ears, the feeling was still a little different.
Su Ming let out a fake cough. Just as he was about to change the topic, Ahu asked another question from behind him.
"Red-haired? His hair is red? "
"That's right. It doesn't matter whether it's the rumors or what I saw with my own eyes, he has long red hair, purple lips, and the mark of a peach at the center of his brows. Those are his greatest characteristics. If you have the chance to meet him, you must worship him, because his greatness is not something the people can understand, but I do!
"I understand, I understand, I understand him …" Nan Gong Hen said softly.
"Red hair, pale face, purple lips … the mark of a peach …" Lan Lan mumbled. She could vaguely remember seeing this face somewhere before. When she lifted her head and saw Su Ming looking at her, Lan Lan's expression changed drastically. She remembered that a year ago, this person had appeared in the sky above their tribe. A year later, this person was wearing a mask and standing before her.
Since she was behind Nan Gong Hen, he did not see the change in her expression. Su Ming's gaze also made Lan Lan's heart tremble and she quickly lowered her head. Her heart was filled with nervousness and shock.
Ahu's face was pale, but when he saw Su Ming's gaze, his expression immediately returned to normal, as if nothing had happened. He held Lan Lan's hand, but his back was drenched in cold sweat.
Su Ming cast a flat glance at Lan Lan and Ahu before averting his gaze and looking at Nan Gong Hen.
"You've seen him before?"
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