Suddenly, there was a slender dragon roar from the sky, Xingchen's eyes flashed, his long body stood up, his sword eyebrows were slightly locked and he stared carefully, and the white lion also stood up. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 After a moment, Xingchen said, "I'll take a look." The head doesn't have to worry, Nameless also needs to help here. He said that he would go, and in a moment he had stepped on the white lion, and the clouds rose from the four hooves of the white lion, and went in one direction. Before Han Yiming could say a word, it was gone.

Nameless still waved the shovel, and in a short time he had dug a hole in the ground, and he jumped into the pit and struggled to dig the earth. Han Yiming stood on the edge of the pit, although he didn't know what Nameless was going to do, but he knew that Nameless would not dig here for no reason. Suddenly, Nameless dropped the shovel and reached out to grab it in the dirt, and a silver luster emerged from the soil with his palm. And as his hand was withdrawn, the glow turned into a long burst of light, and Nameless jumped out of the pit with this light in his hand, and ran towards the field of flowers.

Han Yiming hurriedly caught up, Nameless ran fast, on weekdays, Han Yiming felt that he was agile, and at this time he was chasing behind him, Fang felt that there was wind under his feet, and he tried his best to catch up so as not to be thrown away by him. After running for a while, there was already a thick fog around him, and there were no flower fields under his feet. Han Yiming had never been here, and he never expected that the current Lingshan would be so big, and there would be no place for flower fields. But Nameless didn't stop, and he didn't stop, and he kept following Nameless.

After running for a while, Nameless stopped his steps, Han Yiming also stopped, and looked around, except for the thick white fog, there was nothing else to see here. Suddenly, there was a slight flash of spiritual light in front of him, and Han Yiming saw that there was no spiritual light in the nameless hand, and there were several stones where he was standing, black and black, and a bucket next to him. He turned around and picked up the bucket and went straight out, Han Yiming wanted to follow, but that little aura stopped him. Looking at the direction in which Nameless was going, Han Yiming turned around and walked towards the flash of spiritual light.

Walking out a few feet, the feet were flat and slightly wet, and suddenly the dense fog in front of him dispersed, and the spirit bone stood in the thick fog with the sword of clear water. The spiritual light in the center of the spirit bone eyebrows flickered gently, and the blue dragon tendons on the spirit bone hand bones were dark blue in color, and they had been embedded in the spirit bones, forming a mottled pattern. Han Yiming stood for a moment and said, "Master." "The eyes are sour, and I can't go on. Zhao Haoyang had already died three years ago, but his spiritual bones had been following the Lingshan disciples, never abandoning, as if he could also walk to the farthest distance between heaven and earth, and he always sheltered these disciples behind him. Now that Lingshan has settled here, he has been waiting in this no-man's land, waiting for Lingshan's barren land to grow old, and everything will change.

Suddenly Nameless appeared beside him, Han Yiming looked back, he had already carried a bucket of water and placed it next to those stones, at this time, his eyes were on the spirit bones as usual, but at the spirit bones carefully. Han Yiming looked at the spirit bone motionless, knowing that the spirit bone would not do anything to the nameless, it seemed that the spirit bone had already recognized the nameless.

Who knew that Nameless walked straight to the spirit bone, stretched out his hand, and touched the spirit bone. The nameless finger touched the last knuckle along the hand bone of the spirit bone, and suddenly skimmed it with force. Han Yiming was taken aback and said hurriedly: "You, what are you doing?" Nameless listened to it, Han Yiming reached out to stop it, but stopped it. Obviously, Nameless and Spirit Bone were standing in front of him, but his hand was in the air. Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and stretched out his hand to the spirit bone and Nameless, obviously seeing that they were in front of him, but he couldn't stop them. In a daze, the end of his ring finger lit up, and a broken bone was broken off by him.

Han Yiming was shocked, but at this time he couldn't do anything, he could only watch the nameless action. And the spirit bone was motionless, and there was no reaction to the nameless breaking of the severed bone. Nameless took the severed bone and walked to the pile of stones. Walking up to the stone, he stretched out his hand, rubbed his hands together, and in a moment, fire flashed among the stones.

Qingshi didn't know where it came from, he looked at the firelight with two eyes, then turned his head to look at Han Yiming and said, "He wants to strike iron again?" Han Yiming said, "I don't know either." He stretched out his hand again and pressed it on Bluestone's shoulder, and he could hold it down. Then he turned his head to look at Nameless, walked towards Nameless, walked to Nameless's side and reached out to stop him, but he was still empty. Nameless is like a shadow that can't be touched, but his clothes are real, not a shadow.

Han Yiming was in a hurry, and he couldn't stop him, and a finger bone of the spirit bone had been broken off by him. He has great respect for Master Lingshan, and treats Zhao Haoyang, the master, as an elder. Before the Lingshan was destroyed, he tried his best to teach his disciples, and after the Lingshan was destroyed, he turned into a spiritual bone and still guarded his disciples. Han Yiming couldn't see that the spirit bone was damaged in the slightest, even if the spirit bone was no longer conscious, it didn't matter if a bone was missing, he still didn't want the spirit bone to be damaged. Therefore, the day when Xingchen gave him the blue dragon tendon to seal the spirit bone, it was the most important act for his mind, and the master's spirit bone was indispensable for a piece! Even if he was unconscious, he couldn't let it be damaged!

However, namelessness is something he can't stop, no matter how much he stretches out his hand to stop it. Han Yiming didn't know why Nameless wanted a spirit bone, and after following him, he could feel the breeze from his clothes, but he couldn't pull him or stop him. After a pause, he said to Qingshi: "Can you hold him?" Qingshi looked at him for a moment with a pair of small eyes and said, "Pull him?" Han Yiming said: "Yes, he, he took a very important thing from me, you help me hold him." Bluestone jumped up and pounced straight at Nameless.

Before he could pounce on Nameless, a white light flashed, and the stars appeared in the sky, pulling the bluestone back. Han Yiming hurriedly said: "He broke a piece of spirit bone!" Xingchen said: "Don't worry, he didn't break it for no reason." Who can get close to the spirit bones? He can break them off, which shows that it is extraordinary. Han Yiming had to admit that Xingchen's words were reasonable, but when he thought that his master's spiritual bone was missing a paragraph from now on, he felt indescribably sad.

Suddenly remembering the dragon groan, Han Yiming turned his head and asked Xingchen, "Was that a dragon chant before?" Xingchen said, "Yes." Han Yiming said: "Nothing?" Xingchen said: "It's nothing, a little loach went to visit the little girl, we have killed it." Han Yiming was extremely surprised, Xingchen said it lightly, but the little loach in his mouth was a dragon! Han Yiming glared at Xingchen and couldn't say a word, but Xingchen didn't have anything to do, just said to Qingshi: "Don't go over, see what he wants to do today." ”

Han Yiming looked at the stars in a daze, another white light flashed, the white lion appeared in front of him, a refreshing fragrance came, the white lion took a picture of the surroundings with a pair of blue eyes, Han Yiming saw that the white lion still had half of the dragon tail in his mouth, the color was pale gold, and there were soft dragon claws hanging down on the half of the dragon tail! He didn't take Xingchen's words as big words, but when he saw the dragon tail in the white lion's mouth and smelled the aroma on the dragon tail, he was still shocked. Glancing at the stars, he suddenly became worried. Xingchen didn't look back and said, "Don't worry, the black loach won't be able to find Lingshan for a while." How could I let it come to the door so easily?" Han Yiming opened his mouth, and after a moment, Fang said, "Have you ever been injured?"

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