Looking back, the spiritual light in the distance was still flashing slightly, and Han Yiming pursued him with his sword. Not long after, the spiritual light in front of him had fallen to the ground, and Han Yiming followed him. The child was seen standing outside a bush, right in front of him.

He looked carefully at the trees. The spiritual core was floating in the air, indifferent to everything around him. As soon as Han Yiming fell down, a gloomy feeling climbed up his back. The child looked at this place carefully and said: "It's a

It's a good place to hide some things. Hiding here can really avoid people's eyes and ears. But I'm still a little soft-hearted, so it's better to end it quickly." Han Yiming was a little confused after hearing what he said. The child turned around and said: "Palm

Door, will you come with me?" The hairs on Han Yiming's back were already standing on end. This must not be a good place. How could he be allowed to go in alone? He asked him, "What are you going to do?" The child looked at him.

He smiled and said, "Master, I want to go in and slay the dragon." His face was pink and beautiful, and this smile was extremely cute. But what came out of his mouth was the word "slay the dragon". How could Han Yiming believe him?

But it didn't look like he was joking. He looked him up and down for a moment and said, "You want to slay the dragon?" The boy smiled and said, "Master, don't you think I'm good enough? There are people following behind. Let's start faster and let them do it."

I can't see anything." After saying that, he waved his little hand upward, and Han Yiming felt his eyes blurred. When he looked again, he couldn't see anything anymore. The child had already walked towards the forest.

At this time, the child could no longer treat it as a joke. Han Yiming was a little frightened. Seeing him at such a young age, he couldn't believe it when he said "slaying the dragon". However, this place was too gloomy, and there must be something wrong.

Strange, how could he, a little child, be allowed to go in and be in danger? But he had already walked in. The spirit core seemed not to be paying attention, but it also floated in. I was really worried, so I followed him. The child took a few steps.

, turned around and said: "If the leader doesn't want to follow me in..." Han Yiming already said: "You are really my senior brother in Lingshan, how could I let you go in alone? This is not a good place, you don't call me the leader.

Well, I am your leader, how can I see you in danger alone? I will go in with you." The boy smiled: "Master, what if I am not a disciple of Lingshan?" Han Yiming was stunned for a moment and said: "More

If I want to go with you, there is no reason why I will not save him until I die."

After hearing this, the little boy looked him up and down and said, "This really looks like the leader of my Lingshan Mountain. Okay, I'm going to make a second barrier here. I'll stop all the people who are following me to die."

Outside, they will die sooner or later, but they will not die here and now." Han Yiming couldn't help but look at him carefully. He was a little child. It was such an understatement to talk about life and death. It was really shocking. He lowered his head. After a moment

He raised his head, his eyes were as bright as snow, he raised his right hand, and gently wrote a character in the air. The character floated in the air, shimmering, and he thought he had written it with his spiritual power. He said to Han Yiming: "Master

Come here, I'll borrow your leader's spirit to seal this place so they can't find it." Han Yiming said, "Okay, what do you want me to do?" The little boy said, "I have a formula to borrow the leader's spirit.

Only when you say it with force can it be effective." Han Yiming said: "Okay, you can tell me this formula." The boy smiled: "I can write it and show it to the leader, but I can't say it. If I say it before the leader

, this formula no longer works." Han Yiming said: "Okay, you write it, I will tell you." The child said: "Please reach out." Han Yiming stretched out his palm, and the child had already scratched four words on his palm with his fingers.

"Lingxi appears". Han Yiming was extremely suspicious. Are these just these words? What kind of formula is this?

The little boy said: "Recite these words silently in your heart, and use your right index finger to touch these characters, and you will borrow the spiritual power of your master." Han Yiming said: "Okay." Do as he said.

, the character was touched by him and disappeared without a trace. The boy said: "Okay, they can't find it here anymore. Come with me."

He took the lead and walked towards the forest, followed by Han Yiming. This kid was really powerful, everything was under his control, and even if he followed, he would have to control him. If he was not under his control, he would be watching.

He led him to die. How good was his spiritual power? Seeing how easily he destroyed Yu Weiyou, it was clear that his cultivation was unfathomable. But for such a little kid, when it came to slaying a dragon, Han Yiming would never believe it.

. But I had to accompany him in.

After walking a few steps, the gloomy feeling on his back turned into cold. Han Yiming felt that his vest was covered with cold sweat. He calmed down and held the Qingshuang sword in his hand, secretly on guard. But the child didn't care at all and walked straight inside.

.The two of them passed through the woods not long ago. Under the moonlight, there was a well in front of them.

When Han Yiming saw the well, he took a breath of cold air. It was a square well, the well railings had long been destroyed, and the sides of the well were covered with moss. He had seen this well before, and there really was a dragon in it! That little well

What the child said was not a joke. There is not only one dragon here, but two dragons here! This is the hiding place of Xiaoguai! The child turned around and said to him: "Master, will you help me?"

Han Yiming said: "I have been to slay a dragon. My spiritual power is too weak. How can I help you?" The boy glanced at him, thought for a moment and said, "Just sit aside and turn a blind eye." Han Yiming said:

"What kind of thing is slaying a dragon? How can I turn a blind eye?" The boy said: "Master, you sit in the place designated by me, but I have something to ask you. Are you willing to use your spiritual power to help me?" Han Yiming said:

"How can I help you? There are two dragons here, and my spiritual power is low. I'm afraid..." The boy intercepted his words and said: "Just say whether you are willing or not." Han Yiming said: "Of course I am willing, as long as

However, one of the dragons is..." The boy intercepted his words and said: "Are you talking about Xiaoyao? I will never attack Xiaoyao in our Lingshan Mountain!"

He actually knew Xiaoyao? Han Yiming became more and more surprised. He stared at the child carefully, but still couldn't remember which sect of Lingshan this child was. But the child looked at Lingxin and said: "Your spiritual power is to protect yourself.

." Lingxin said nothing, with a pair of purple eyes, just looking at the child. After a moment, he took out the purple sword and handed it to the child and said: "Do you use this sword?" The child said: "Where is Ming Yuan?"

Han Yiming said: "I gave the Mingyuan Sword to Master Yuanhui." The little boy nodded and said: "Well, okay, let's use Zi Ni." He stretched out his hand and took the Zi Ni sword in his hand. Each of the hundreds of swords in Lingshan has its own unique characteristics.

Spirituality, Han Yiming remembered that he couldn't get the Zi Ni sword when he was choosing a sword. The child easily got the Zi Ni sword, and Han Yiming became more curious about him.

The child looked up at the sky above and said: "The time has not come yet, Master, you look up at the moon above." Han Yiming looked up and saw that the moon had passed above his head, so he asked the child: "When will that happen?"

Is it the right time?" The boy said: "There is a shadow on the moon above my head. When you see a little white light coming out of the shadow, it is the right time. Master, at this time, I want to take a good rest. Don't ask me.

I can't answer you. I can only tell you that I am a disciple of Lingshan, and anything I do will never harm Lingshan." After saying that, the spiritual light on his body dimmed, and he sat cross-legged on the ground.

Put one hand on your lap and the other hand hanging by your side, palm up.

The child stopped making any sound. Han Yiming knew that there was no need to ask anymore at this time. He would not say anything. So he sat down on the side, his spiritual core floating gently in the air, purple light radiating from his body, and a small flower between his eyebrows.

The purple water lilies bloomed and fell, bloomed again. The square well in front was extremely quiet. By this time, the chill on Han Yiming's back had disappeared. There was extremely silence in the square well. Han Yiming listened carefully.
Chapter completed!