Han Yiming felt that it was hard to move at this time, and he was thirsty and couldn't stand it and didn't want to move, so he didn't get up and was still waiting.

Suddenly, a fireball floated from afar. Even though they were far apart, Han Yiming saw the fireball burning red.

The fireball looked not big when it was far away, but as soon as it approached, it gradually became bigger and Han Yiming felt hotter.

At this time, he was extremely thirsty, and he was helpless when he saw the fireball approaching.

Suddenly Xingchen opened his eyes and shouted, "Go."

He Sansi rolled over from the ground and ran straight towards the fireball, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The fireball was no longer close, but slowly moved away along the way.

Han Yiming was stunned. He waited until he understood where He Sansi came. He could not see him in all directions. It seemed that he had never appeared here.

The stars' eyes were bright, staring at the fireball until they disappeared.

Han Yiming was stunned for a while, came to his senses, and said anxiously: "Xingchen, he, he..."

Xingchen said: "That is his destiny."

Han Yiming was so choked that he couldn't speak. Looking at the fireball again, he had already gone far away and didn't know where to help him.

Although he was far away from the fireball at this time, he also knew that the fireball could burn all things.

He Sansi just met him like this, it would be strange if he was not turned into nothing!

He looked at Xingchen and then at the direction where He Sansi disappeared, and after a while, he asked, "Do you know the origin of He Sansi?"

Xingchen looked at him, Han Yiming said, "Xingchen, you can't hide this matter! You must tell me the truth when it comes to him! If he disappears like this, the responsibility will be on me, and I must explain it to Master Wuxin."

Xingchen smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, Master, his master knows these things well and will never blame Lingshan."

Han Yiming said: "He knows it is his, I must know. He came with us. When something unexpected happened here, I must know the reason!"

Xingchen was not anxious or angry, and after a moment, he said, "He is the true heir of the Fire Master, what's wrong with Zhuri?"

Han Yiming was stunned for a moment and said, "Is that fireball the golden crow?"

Xingchen said lightly: "That's not true, that's the divine fire. You have to swallow the divine fire in the south to get close to the golden crow."

Han Yiming said instantly: "He is the official of Fire. Will he be in charge of the south in the future? That's why you brought him with you to swallow the divine fire. But what if he can't swallow the divine fire, he will be transformed by the divine fire?"

Xingchen smiled and said, "That is also his destiny!"

Han Yiming was really helpless and thought for a while and said, "Does that just say when I see his master?"

Xingchen said in surprise: "His master had known it a long time ago and would not ask about it."

Han Yiming was so angry that he said, "You didn't tell me about these many things in advance. I only knew when the matter was about to come! Xingchen, do you really regard me as the head of Lingshan? As your head?"

Xingchen said seriously: "These things are clearly written in the secretary of the head of Lingshan. Don't the head of the sect look at the secretary?"

Han Yiming really had never looked at the secretary of the sect carefully, and couldn't help but feel silent.

Xingchen said: "All things in Lingshan are clearly remembered by the secretary, but the head of the sect has not looked at them carefully, so he doesn't know. If the head of the sect takes time to take a look, there is nothing he doesn't know."

Han Yiming couldn't help but touch his chest lightly, and the secretary of the sect was right on his chest. Unfortunately, he had never seen it.

At this moment, I suddenly felt that I was not serious about the head of the sect, and I had not even read a few pages of the head of the sect.

Thinking of the Master's repeated reading of the secretary of the head and repeatedly asking him to read the book, but he had not read it seriously, Han Yiming couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Xingchen said: "It's too late to get over the cuddle. In the future, the head of the sect will take a closer look. Now we have to pass this level first. If we can't pass this level, we don't have to think about the future."

Han Yiming was speechless and said after a moment: "Then do you have any plans to deal with Zhuque?"

Xingchen looked at him for a moment and shook his head.

Han Yiming originally thought that he was confident, but this time it was dangerous, but he would eventually get out of danger. However, he had no plans at all and stared at him and couldn't speak.

After a while, Xingchen said: "The Vermilion Bird is a spiritual object of fire. Fighting with the spiritual object is necessary to have the right time and place. This time we only have the time and time. What's left depends on our luck. If we have good luck, we can win this time. If we are not lucky, we can't go back."

Han Yiming said: "Since you say that we have a time, that luck is also one of the times. What luck do we have?"

Xingchen smiled slightly, and Han Yiming said without waiting for his answer: "You must have come after you have made a plan. You are different from me. I really don't know when it will be a favorable time. But you must know!"

Xingchen didn't say anything, Han Yiming said: "I'm not afraid of nirvana. You have calculated the time of heaven to tell me. I came here with this life. I hope you will tell me what I know. Let me die for the senior brothers and sisters in Lingshan, and I have no complaints. I just want to know clearly and understand."

He looked at Xingchen with his eyes, Xingchen sighed and said, "Sect Master, I will let you go back safely even if I use all my cultivation."

He looked at the sky and smiled slightly and said, "Master, you are here to fight this battle, I am just helping you. I will do my best. If I die here, it will be my disaster, but the Master must go back well."

He smiled slightly: "As long as one of us can go back alive, we will win." He stretched out his right hand, and Han Yiming saw a little inspiration on the tip of his right finger, which was already pointed at the center of his eyebrows in a blink of an eye.

Xingchen's lips moved slightly, Han Yiming tried hard to listen carefully but couldn't hear what he said. His eyebrows were as if they were stabbed by a sharp cone, and his eyes were black.

After a moment, his eyes became clear again, and there was a little tingling between Han Yiming's eyebrows, and an old thing came to his heart.

He looked at Xingchen with his eyes, and Xingchen said, "Whether we can go back then depends on the head."

Han Yiming finished speaking and said, "Are you turning on my Wu Hui?"

Xingchen pointed his eyebrows. His master had done it before, but his master was not yet spiritual bones.

Xingchen said: "Your martial arts have already been activated. What I am now activated is your force. Because I want to transfer all the spiritual power I can give you to you, then you can fight with Zhuque and must activate your force."

Han Yiming said: "Okay, then I have questions to ask you. Don't let me find the answer from the secretary of the sect. I don't have the wisdom of Senior Brother Shen. I believe that even if I look for it now, I can't find it."
Chapter completed!