Sima Lingyi smiled and said, "Young brother, don't worry, this injury is nothing. When the third uncle of Guoer comes, give Junior Brother Chen some medicine and it will be fine. Junior Brother Chen, you are really, why do you run so fast? It is all about hundreds of years of spiritual power. How can you take it? Next time, slow down and follow us. Masters are forced to rush forward, so why do you rush forward? Besides, the masters are not snatching up. Although it has not yet become a dragon, the two thousand years of spiritual power cannot be underestimated. With a breath of grandeur, few people here can afford it!"

Chen Ruofu sighed, "I, I see the younger brother rushing forward, I followed him, so I rushing forward, so there are so many places." Gu Qingquan smiled and said, "Junior Brother Chen, although the younger brother is later than you, he has already gone down the mountain and has experienced it. He has his own way of rushing forward. It was not wrong for you to follow him, but it was a pity that you were going down the mountain for the first time, and it was not as good as the younger brother. He also fell like you, but he was not injured. I called you several times behind you, but you didn't hear it?" Chen Ruofu said, "Senior Brother, have you ever called me? I really haven't heard it!" Sima Lingyi couldn't help but shake his head and smiled, saying, "Oh, it's okay, it's okay."

The two helped Chen Ruofu sit down on the side, and then rushed to check on the person who fell to the ground. Han Yiming was about to sit down when he suddenly glanced at the corner of his eyes and a star of light flashed gently. He looked at everyone. Even Chen Ruofu didn't pay attention to him, so he quietly retreated, sank into the forest, and quietly walked towards the place where the star of light was.

The light of light flashed gently. Han Yiming looked at it quietly. Although the flash of spiritual light was suddenly there, it was not interrupted, and it was light red from time to time. There was indeed a spiritual object passing by everyone. He thought to himself: "White Dragon blows this mouth to us, so the masters are naturally not afraid of it, nor are they blown so embarrassed by him. He wants to throw away these many people away. The method of hitting the west with this sound is really wonderful." He looked around and no one followed him, and no one flew over his head. After all, he was a little worried about the white dragon. He looked around for a moment and walked forward quietly.

The spiritual light appeared and disappeared, faintly like a candlelight, quietly moving forward. Han Yiming followed him, walked for a while, and suddenly lost his target. He was stunned for a moment, searching around, where could he find it? After looking around, he still found nothing, so he had to sigh and come back quietly.

Back to the place where he came, all the people following behind rushed over and helped all the injured disciples of this sect to rest. Fortunately, they were just skin and flesh damage. Each sect had its own magic medicine to treat these minor injuries and pains, which was easy to turn against his palms. Han Yiming did not even take medicine, and the pain was nothing to him. It was naturally good after a while, so he took it to heart. However, what was filled with his ears was dissatisfaction and anger towards Bailong. Bailong blew this breath, and those who had practiced above five hundred were naturally not afraid. However, you can just lower your head to avoid it or start your cultivation to resist it. However, disciples with shallow cultivation can't resist it. They have long been blown up and rolled up, and their four legs are facing the sky. Those with poor cultivation will inevitably suffer some flesh and blood. This time, the white dragon offended the public. Although each sect has its own opinions, if it is in normal times, someone may not care about it. But at this time, many sects gather together and compare it with each other. At this time, some people care about it when they fall.

There are also people who are as narrow-minded as Taoist Pingbo. After chasing these times, they can't see the Bailong, but instead are in a mess. Some are speechless and embarrassed, and some are ashamed. They feel that they have lost their face and want to get it back. The curses are like water droplets, which arouse a lot of cursing each other. The words are rich and the words are splashing everywhere. Many people can't curse, which is very grand. They all want to be fried, cooked, eat meat and sleep on the skin. They completely forget what the other party is, and wishfully treats the other party as a weak and bullied person, incompetent. Han Yiming listened to the mixed sea of ​​cursing, and sneered in his heart. If he really had that ability, how could he feel embarrassed?

If he could compete, just take action. Why do you have to punish the verbal advantage behind his back? He first started listening for a while, but just smiled slightly, not saying anything, but when he heard behind, everyone heard someone beside him scolding, and the more he scolded him, he became more and more ruthless, so he also cursed him. At this time, he was so irreconcilable that Han Yiming could not help but despise him. I wonder what Bai Long reacted if he heard it? But then, the reason why they were so loud was that they could not hear Bai Long, and therefore became more presumptuous. If Bai Long stood in front of them, they were afraid that they would not be able to speak a word and would not dare to exhale a breath.

But Bai Long walked away from everyone like this and felt relieved. As long as he got away and did not get up, it would be a blessing. Looking at the horizon, I don’t know which side Bai Long has gone? I would rather go as far as possible. He had seen Bai Long again, but after this, he knew that meeting like his former friends was already a luxury. Instead of doing this, it would be better not to see him. As long as he learned that the couple was alive and avoided Qinglong and these people from far away, he would be extremely relieved!

However, it was unexpected to hear these many new swear words. The more I heard, the more I felt funny, I couldn't help but sneer. I didn't know what the elders of these sects were. I actually let their disciples show off their boring speech. At the right moment, someone suddenly heard someone come out to suppress: "What path have you practiced? Don't you say that you are incompetent, you have started to talk back. Before these many seniors and fellow teachers, are you still not embarrassed? Stop it!"

Although this sentence was not loud, it was like a mountain. The field suddenly became quiet and no one spoke again. One word really woke up so many people. Although this person was afraid that he was only his fellow disciples, everyone heard this as if he had said it. For a moment, they were embarrassed and dared not say another word. Han Yiming was extremely happy. His words were like he was from his heart, and he couldn't help but take a closer look at the man. The man had turned around and could not see his face. He only saw that he was wearing gray clothes, with a tall figure, and his gray clothes were light in color, which was not similar to Chen Rufeng's dark gray, but very similar to Yuanhui's gray clothes. He just didn't know who he was under Chenxi Mountain? But when he heard this slash, he was afraid that his temperament would be bold and agile!
Chapter completed!