Han Yiming has also seen many ridges, majestic, beautiful, tall, steep and steep, but he has never seen such a majestic ridge on this mountain range, which has been rolling for dozens of miles. Above the ridge, a silver snow line shining brightly in the sun. Looking left and right, this mountain range is everywhere you look. In an extremely distant place, there are several snow-white peaks that are revealed. Han Yiming almost doubted that this ridge is connected to the ridge. Is this the end of the sky? Such a ridge can be regarded as the end of the sky.

At most two days, you can walk to the end of the sky and return to Lingshan. Han Yiming looked at the green mountains and sighed softly. Everyone was asleep, but he still looked at the mountain range. After watching for a while, he was a little hazy, and suddenly a "bang" sound came into his ears.

The sound of this sound appeared in his ears during these three nights. Han Yiming was very strange. He didn't know what kind of small beast it was, but he always went in and out nearby. He opened his eyes and looked at it. He saw no movement. He shook his head, just raised his head, looked at the ridge, and lowered his head.

At this moment, Han Yiming saw a sank on the ground, a small sank on the ground, which was in the shape of a footprint. The footprint was not far ahead of him, and if he had not lowered his head, he would not have seen it. The footprint was printed on a soft moss. It rained heavily last night. When they sat down, the ground was still very wet. I don’t know what spells my uncle and uncle had cast, and the place where everyone sat was not wet. However, the place around him was still soft and tide. With a gentle press, water seeped out of the soil. I don’t know who stepped on this footprint. Not only was it wet here, it was a bit muddy, leaving everyone’s feet full of mud.

Han Yiming closed his eyes, and soon after, another slight "squeak", as if something was stepping on the mud. Han Yiming didn't care, just couldn't hear it. Then there was a few more sounds, but it was very close to him. When he opened his eyes, there was still nothing in front of him. Han Yiming couldn't help but think that he was too nervous. He was already sleepy at this time, and yawned, and his eyelids slowly closed.

When his eyelids were about to close, he saw a footprint about two feet in front of him. Han Yiming couldn't help but become strange. It seemed that there were no footprints here when he looked at them before, so why did one more footprint appear in this moment? He opened his eyes and looked at the footprints, then looked around, and then found that the footprints were not one, but several. One in front of him seemed to be the last one, and it was hard to say that he had stepped on them.

He closed his eyes again, and after a moment, there was another "squeak" sound. Han Yiming didn't, but the sound sounded again. Han Yiming was so annoyed that he opened his eyes, looked around again, and still as usual, yawned, and suddenly widened his eyes. The footprints on the ground seemed to be a little wrong.

Han Yiming was shocked. He saw the last footprint that was about two feet in front of him, directly in front of him. Some of the footprints before were all in front of him, not exceeding his right hand. At this time, there were two footprints on his right hand!

Han Yiming remembered that there was no footprint on the front of his right, but there were two more footprints at this time. Han Yiming held his breath and replied carefully, unable to help but his hair and bones were thrust. It was not the footprints of the little beast, but the footprints of human beings! And it was the footprints of barefoot, and even the toes could be seen clearly. Among them, everyone was wearing hemp shoes, and no one was barefoot! At this moment, Han Yiming did not dare to make a sound, lowered his head, glanced at both sides, and there was no movement. He knew that he asked his master to see it, but it was just a waste of his master. If this footprint was really someone stepped out at this time, he would definitely run away first as soon as he moved.

After thinking for a while, he still closed his eyes, but listened carefully. Not long after he closed his eyes, another sound came. Han Yiming slightly opened his eyelids and looked at the place where the sound came from. Sure enough, a third footprint appeared in front of him, and even the toe marks could be seen clearly. Although he was not surprised, his hair was still standing up because of the footprint. He held his breath, his hands tightly clenched into fists and still shivered slightly, and even sweat beads were oozing on his forehead.

I saw another footprint appear on the ground ahead and it slowly sank. Han Yiming looked carefully, so he could see clearly under the moonlight. First, he saw the moss on the ground slightly sinking, and then he sank deeper, and even the rain that seeped out of the sink could be clearly seen. Things that were indistinguishable were always more and more frightening. Han Yiming was extremely nervous, and suddenly he looked at it with his master's silence, closed his eyes, and tried to leave all the fear and panic in his heart behind.

Breathing calmly, calmly opened his eyes. After a while, he quietly opened his eyes. But he could not see anything. Perhaps he knew something was by his side, so he made up his mind not to be afraid. When he opened his eyes, he still shrank a little. He knew that it would not work, so he closed his eyes again, desperately rushing to open the fear in his heart. Ning Ding breathed, and then slowly opened his eyes.

He quietly looked at his right hand and saw another footprint appearing there. He looked at it calmly, and suddenly a faint figure appeared above the footprint. The figure was as faint as smoke, as if it was a cloud of smoke, but it condensed into a human shape. Han Yiming held his breath and looked at the cloud of smoke from the gap in his eyes.

The smoke gradually became thicker, as if a person's back was facing away from him. However, this back was slightly tall and thin, with dark skin, naked upper body, bare feet, and even his legs were exposed in the moonlight. Only an indistinct thing was wrapped around his waist, which was his clothes. Han Yiming had never seen such dark skin, but should this be considered a person? Han Yiming could not make a person turn into smoke, and it seemed to be a little transparent.

But this man could not be said to be smoke. Every time he took a step, there were footprints under his feet. Han Yiming felt his hair stand up. He just called "Master" and suddenly there was a guardian of his uncle, Master and Taoist Master and Pingbo. This man could still come here and not disturb them. It can be seen that he was not an ordinary person. Therefore, he held back and peeked quietly.
Chapter completed!