One thousand three five, the sky falls
Han Yiming sneered: "What don't I know?" Yuan Hui glanced at him and said with a smile: "Junior brother, I don't know how you offended him and made him hate him so much!" Han Yiming sneered: "He is right
Lingshan has a long-lasting grudge, and it is naturally because of me. I offended him!" Speaking of long-lasting grudges, I suddenly wanted to mention the bad past of Master Tai. After all, it involves Master Tai, and it is inconvenient to say more about the past of the elders. Therefore,
After saying something casually, he stopped. Yuan Hui said: "He really hates you! Although I don't know what happened to him last night, but fortunately the matter is over. Junior brother, don't you use this sword? Why don't you do it again?"
How many days will it take?" Han Yiming
Yuan Hui said: "Thank you for your kindness, senior brother. You don't need to use it anymore. I sent it back specially." Yuan Hui said: "Junior brother, I will accept it first. If you have any use for it, junior brother, just come and borrow it. It's irrelevant."
The two exchanged a few words casually, and Han Yiming said goodbye and left. After leaving Chenxi Mountain, he came to find the boy. Just as he was about to tell him what Yuan Hui said, the boy looked up to the sky and suddenly said: "Palm
Door, hurry up, let's catch up." He was a little kid, really moving like a rabbit, he walked away as fast as he could, and he slipped away. Han Yiming quickly summoned the blue frost sword and followed behind him. The kid ran into the wind,
He ran forward without looking back. Han Yiming didn't know what was going on with him. He looked around and couldn't see anything strange, so he chased after him with all his strength. Suddenly, far in front, there was a light and a ray of flame, streaking towards the horizon. The boy's book
Just when the wind was running, it suddenly became indescribably fast, chasing the little flame. Han Yiming was already superb in his sword-wielding skills, but the boy suddenly became incredibly fast, and he quickly chased after him. This time it was really difficult and exhausted.
With all his strength, he could only barely keep up without losing the trace of the boy. Suddenly, the light flame in front fell, and the boy stopped and stood in the air. Han Yiming rushed to his side, and saw that the light flame had fallen on the ground below, and a piece of
firelight.
Han Yiming was confused, and the boy said: "Master, this is a piece of divine iron." Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered what the boy said about finding a new sword, and said: "What you mean is that we go and get this sword."
A piece of divine iron?" The boy shook his head slightly: "We may not have obtained it! There is a lot of divine iron, and we don't know whether this piece is good. The divine iron always brings down the heavenly fire, so the fire below will burn for three days.
God, we can't get close." Han Yiming said: "Then, what do you mean, we wait here?" The boy said: "I'm afraid even if we stay here, we won't have any share." Han Yiming didn't see his comrades coming either.
, why would this boy say he has no share? Looking around, suddenly a white cloud in the distance was approaching this way.
The boy said: "Here it comes! Master, follow me!" After that, he fell down. Han Yiming also followed, and only after falling for more than ten feet, he felt the burning heat rushing towards his face, almost killing everyone.
It was roasted. Then I understood what the sky fire was. It was still far away from the flames, and it was already roasting people uncomfortable. Looking down, there was a sea of fire below. The boy turned around, dragged his sleeves, and headed towards a place.
Then go. Han Yiming said: "It's too hot, can we go?" The boy said: "Master, follow me, let's take a look at this piece of magic iron. We don't have a share in this piece of magic iron at the moment, but if we take a look
Look, it always works." The boy dragged Han Yiming down to fly down. Han Yiming felt that his face was getting hotter and hotter. The hot flames came up, and his head and face were filled with burning pain. His nose was dry, and it seemed that everything he breathed in was
It was fire. The fire was so hot that it was about to burn. He couldn't help but let out a "hmm" sound. The boy turned around and said, "Master, let's just watch here." He said, stretched out his little hand and pointed at
Han Yiming pointed, and Han Yiming felt a chill coming out of his chest. A ray of snow came up from his chest. The colorless mirror had floated out. In a blink of an eye, it floated to the top of his head. A ray of snow came from the mirror.
The shot came out, covering both him and the boy.
At this moment, a white cloud stopped in front of them. The boy pulled Han Yiming's sleeve, and Han Yiming looked down. The boy put a little finger to his mouth, signaling him to be silent, and then looked at the white cloud.
Han Yiming also looked at the white cloud. When he looked at it, he saw that the white cloud was not big, but rolled up and rolled together. At this time, the white cloud had stopped in the sky and kept rolling. It was like a pot boiling.
The water and the white clouds outside kept surging inward. Han Yiming didn't know what it was, but seeing the boy waiting quietly, he kept silent and watched carefully.
The white cloud floated in the sky for a while, then the fire below became brighter, and a heat wave rushed up. The white cloud was blown away by the hot wind, revealing a small beast among the white clouds. This little beast was covered in snow-white
, kept stretching its legs and lowering its head in the air, paying no attention to the hot flames coming towards it. It twisted in the air for a moment and then fell downwards. Although it was falling downwards, Han Yiming felt that it was getting closer and closer to him.
It was very strange, so he stared at it carefully. The little beast fell straight down, and Han Yiming suddenly understood that it was growing in size as it fell, and after a while, he could see the long mane on its head. Its mane
The fur was snow-white and fluttering in the wind. Even if you looked down, you could see that its body was strong. In the blink of an eye, it had fallen to the ground, ran for a moment in the fire, and then jumped up.
It jumped up and saw that it was a ferocious beast. It was still white all over, and its head was full of manes. The dense manes even covered its neck, making its head huge. It had a bite in its mouth.
Holding a piece of green stone, a pair of golden blue eyes glanced here, and saw Han Yiming and the boy walking behind him. In a blink of an eye, it had jumped over Han Yiming. It had a strong body, broad shoulders, and four limbs.
It was thick and white clouds rose under its four paws, and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
Han Yiming had never seen such a strange beast before. He watched it go and then turned to look at the boy. The boy looked at the place where the strange beast disappeared with his big eyes, and frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something. Han Yiming said
"What is this?" The boy said, "Master, what do you think of this lion?" Han Yiming asked, "Is this a lion? I have only seen stone lions squatting in front of people's doors, but never a lion.
Is this it?" The boy said: "This one is called the Blue-Eyed White Lion, and it is a Western spiritual beast. The Blue-Eyed White Lion likes to collect rare treasures from the sky, and what it took away was the piece of divine iron dropped from the sky." Han Yiming looked at it.
Chapter completed!