This man was extremely cunning. Han Yiming knew that he had fallen into these people, which only made his senior brother worried. He looked at the ground and there was no one alive except for the dead little man and pony! He gritted his teeth and retreated into the Black Gate. He retreated into the Black Gate and saw several disciples surrounded by Qian Ruohua pounce on him. But no matter how fast they acted, they were not as fast as he could take a step back. After grabbing Kong, the Black Gate disappeared instantly, and they all grabbed Kong. Looking around, where could they find it?

After Han Yiming retreated into the Black Gate, he was about to turn around when something suddenly pierced his eyes. Qian Ruohua's uninjured hand was holding a sword with a slightly golden rainbow luster, and the sword of the split wind! Han Yiming simply straightened his eyes. It was the sword of the second master! It was in his hand? Is it really a sword of the second master? He didn't dare to believe it. He wanted to take a look again. It was already dark in front of him. Han Yiming's whole body was numb, and a hard block was stalked on his chest. What about the second master? Is he really not coming back? Although the second master claimed that he had left Lingshan and no longer became a disciple of Lingshan, Han Yiming believed that he was his master and a disciple of Lingshan. He used to be, now, and in the future. But why did his sword fall into Qian Ruohua's hands? Is that really his sword?

In the darkness, Han Yiming burst into tears, and the hard lump in his chest made him feel so painful that he could no longer choke. He held it and endured it, but he couldn't stand it. He stood in the black gate for a while, but the tears in his eyes could not stop. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and the black gate disappeared. He stood on a mountain ridge, and he heard Gu Qingquan's voice behind him, saying: "Junior brother, it's really worrying for you! Hey, what's wrong with you?" Han Yiming wiped away the tears on his face and choked

He said, "It's okay!" He didn't dare to turn around, but Gu Qingquan walked up from behind, looked at him twice, and said, "It's okay, why are you crying?" Han Yiming could not withstand this look, tears pouring out, and he turned his face to avoid it. After turning his head, he saw more than ten senior brothers and sisters standing behind him, even Senior Brother Ding stood in between. They were all standing on the ridge like a knife and axe. There were more than 30 senior brothers and sisters who had retreated from Cuiwei Hall, but at this time, only a dozen were standing in front of him.

Ding Wu said, "Junior brother, what have you seen?" Han Yiming swallowed the hard block in his heart and said, "I didn't see anything, there is no senior brother." Ding Wu said, "Junior brother, stay with the green mountains, and you are not afraid of burning firewood." Han Yiming said, "Where are other senior brothers, senior sisters?" Ding Wu said, "Everyone is gone! Junior brother Fu opened the door, but after entering it, which exit can he go to is related to everyone's own practice. Because it was rushed, everyone was not

It can appear in the same place. But it cannot go out of Lingshan." Only one senior brother said, "Shame. I can't have magic, so that everyone cannot come to the same place." Han Yiming saw that he was not old, and it was no different from the senior brother Nian Lu Jingxin. He was also a young senior brother. Just as he was suddenly a flash of inspiration around him, and he rushed out from it, and he was also a senior brother. Ding Wu said, "Where is Senior Brother Feng? Do you see Senior Brother Feng?"

Only a voice heard: "President Ding doesn't have to worry about it, I'm coming out too." Another person appeared out of thin air, but an older brother. Han Yiming, who had only the older brothers, had all followed the older brother. At this time, he was quite surprised to see an older brother. Moreover, the senior brother looked tired, and he was holding a little man and a pony in his hand. They were all white and crystal clear, emitting a white jade-like luster. Han Yiming suddenly raised the senior brother that he had seen before. Senior Brother Feng was following Gu Qingquan. Senior Brother Ding said that he liked to cultivate strange plants and trees, so he saw the Pingbo Taoist and the people from Lingshan who brought him to catch the spiritual plants and trees for food. He was angry. Feng Yuzao coughed twice and said: "Oh, I haven't used magic for many years. I'm a little unfamiliar and can't run. If Junior Brother Liu came, I'm afraid it's really..."

The young senior brother who came out first said, "Hmph, they are really dreaming about eating the Ganoderma lucidum from Lingshan! I chopped all these Ganoderma lucidums and threw them all over, and burned them, and never gave them to them! You can't die in their belly even if you die!" Han Yiming suddenly realized that the disbanded senior brothers and sisters met those who broke into Lingshan to catch Lingshan Ganoderma lucidum, and they were as angry as themselves. Everything in Lingshan would rather be broken into pieces than leave them for them! Feng Yuzhuo looked at the trembling little man and pony in his hand, sighed slightly, and put them in his arms. Han Yiming suddenly felt sad. How many such Ganoderma lucidums in Lingshan can be put into their arms? Can they all survive?

Senior Brother Fu suddenly said, "Senior Brother Ding, let's go back! I can't watch..." He stopped talking about what happened next, and everyone sighed. Ding Wu said, "There are not many people here, and killing back is nothing more than to clean it. Is there only a few people brought by Taoist Pingbo? He opened the passage to Lingshan, and only more people rushed in. It is very easy to fight clean, but Lingshan will never be there since then." Senior Brother Fu stopped talking, and a senior sister said, "Is Lingshan such now also called Lingshan?" Ding Wu said, "It doesn't matter whether Lingshan can be kept or not. What's important is to protect Lingshan, including Lingshan's brothers.

Are you still afraid that there will be no Lingshan?" This is what he said before, so that he would not be afraid of burning firewood. Han Yiming knew that it was true, but it would not be possible to give up Lingshan like this. They came to Lingshan not to increase the brightness of Lingshan, but to only trampled on this pure land! But now they really have to watch them trampled on this place! The master and the second uncle tried their best to save the disciples of Lingshan. They did not protect Lingshan. The disciples of Lingshan were gone, and the Lingshan Sect was gone. When it came to Master and the second uncle, Han Yiming's eyes felt hot and his teeth were tightly clenched. I don't know if the sword was dazzled by himself or the sword of the wind. He didn't dare to go there. It was true!
Chapter completed!