The boy walked to the bed, which was already as high as his chest, and his big dark eyes looked at Han Yiming carefully. Han Yiming said: "Where are you from?" The boy said: "Master, I have been following you all the time, I was separated from you that day, I have been looking for you here for several days, and today I finally found it." Han Yiming was suspicious, this little boy was already very weird, and his mana cultivation was so high that he couldn't imagine it, he said this, I don't know if it's true or not.

The boy said, "Master, you are injured, shall I take you to find medicine?" His voice was crisp and childish, and a small hand like white jade stretched out. Han Yiming said: "I can't move." The boy let out an "oh" sound, still reaching out to take his hand. His hand, which was a child's hand, was very soft and warmer than his own. Han Yiming was about to say that he was not going, but Xiao Tong opened his other palm, and pressed his thumb against Han Yiming's eyebrows. Han Yiming only felt that his brows were hot, and the pain in his body suddenly lightened, he turned over and sat up, and the boy said, "Let's go." Han Yiming didn't have time to ask him anything else, so he said to him first: "Then what should he do?" This he refers to He Sansi. The boy said: "Master, let's go and come back quickly." There is only one hour. He couldn't wake up. ”

As he spoke, he took Han Yiming out with his hand, Han Yiming felt that he was as light as a swallow, and followed the boy out of the door. As soon as the boy went out, he pulled him to jump and jump into the air, his small body seemed to be made of paper, floating lightly in the air, but it was straight up, Han Yiming only felt the wind whistling in his ears, and when he looked down, the lower part was already covered by thick clouds, and he could no longer see the ground. And the boy is still constantly flying upward, Han Yiming has been using tricks since he learned the spell, and he has never flown to such a height, so he couldn't help but ask him: "Where are you flying to?" The boy said: "Don't worry, the boss is coming." ”

He said lightly, but Han Yiming couldn't help but look around, there was a thick canopy of sky all around, only the light from above, just thinking about it, the two of them had come out of the cloud curtain, above was a dark blue transparent sky, and there was a slight light ahead. The boy said: "Master, the wound on your back was made by Pingbo with a spell, and it pierced the heart, using his most vicious spell, and he had harmed many people with this spell before." I can't solve this spell, if I can't save it, within ten days, the head of the sect will definitely die. I can't solve this spell at the moment, but with the power of the sun, I can draw a similar spell to suppress his poisonous move, and I can save the life of the head for more than ten days, and after more than ten days, the head will be able to save himself. ”

Han Yiming was taken aback, looking at the boy, the boy's face was innocent, and his expression was really a child, but when he heard what he said, he was only surprised, and couldn't help asking: "You, who is it?" The boy said: "Master, I am also a disciple of Lingshan, but I can't do what I want with my mana for various reasons." Before I was three years old, I couldn't follow the boss, I could only show up from time to time. There were a lot of fellow disciples in Lingshan before, and it didn't matter if I appeared or not, so I mostly hid. Now there is no one around the head, although I can't protect the head all the time, but as long as I can come out and help the head, I will come out. Han Yiming was stunned for a long time and said, "How old are you now?"

The boy said, "In three months, I will be three years old." Han Yiming looked him up and down, is this boy a gifted spirit body? This is so powerful! If he hadn't seen him slay the dragon on the night of the full moon, Han Yiming wouldn't have believed that he had such powerful mana! The boy said: "Master, give me the colorless and phaseless treasure mirror of my Spirit Mountain." Han Yiming had always put the colorless and phaseless treasure mirror on his chest, and when he heard that he wanted the treasure mirror, he took it out. The boy said, "There is also a piece of dragon scales, not the blue dragon's. He actually knew that he had a piece of the dragon scales of the white dragon, Han Yiming was shocked and suspicious, and reached out to take out the dragon scales, but he didn't give them to him. The boy took the colorless and phaseless treasure mirror from his hand, and the treasure mirror floated above his small palm, and in a moment, a lotus bud had floated onto the mirror. With a slight touch of his little finger on the bud, the lotus bloomed to the extreme, and a petal fell. The boy did not wait for the fallen petals to fall on the mirror, and had already picked up the petals in his hands. The treasure mirror was still handed back to Han Yiming.

He pinched the lotus petal in his left hand, and drew a character in the air with his right index finger, and the character was already lit up on the petal. He wrote the characters three times in a row, and the petals lit up three times in a row, Han Yiming could see clearly, and the characters on the petals appeared in turn and disappeared in turn. Then the boy reached out and took the white dragon scales, and wrote three more characters on them. Han Yiming didn't know anything about characters, but he also knew that this boy was really good, and after the characters on the white dragon scales flashed one by one, there was also a layer of faint white light on the dragon scales. The boy said: "Master, let's do this in the blink of an eye, you take off your shirt first." Han Yiming took off his shirt according to his words, and the boy went around his back, didn't know what he did, turned to his front and said, "Master, look above." He said and pointed out.

Han Yiming looked upwards, and there was a shiny flow above. The boy said: "When the sun shines down later, the head of the house should close his eyes and turn his back to the sun." Han Yiming said, "Okay!" The boy smiled, and there was a small dimple on his little face, which was really cute. He put the fingers of his right hand into his mouth and bit it, and then drew a few times at Han Yiming, a few pale gold characters appeared on his fingertips, and suddenly he raised his hand and pointed upward, Han Yiming only felt that the golden light was dazzling, and the sunlight had pierced down. Han Yiming immediately closed his eyes and turned his back to the sun.

Suddenly, his back was pierced by a hot iron bar, and it hurt his heart and lungs, and Han Yiming couldn't help but scream. In a blink of an eye, the boy's voice said, "Okay." Han Yiming opened his eyes, and the boy was still in front of him, looking at him with his head tilted slightly. Han Yiming's back was still hot, his heart was still painful, and he looked at the boy, not knowing what to say. The boy said: "I have suppressed the hundred piercing hearts of Pingbo in the vest of the master, and it has been time. This thing is going to be eaten. He stretched out his hand, and handed a very small bead in his hand to Han Yiming. Han Yiming said, "What is this?" The boy said, "This is the dragon eye of the white dragon." ”

Han Yiming was taken aback, isn't this Lingwu's thing? The boy smiled at him: "The head of the sect can rest assured, Lingwu has two dragon eyes, it can eat the other, and this one it eats only this one, and the head eats it." The dragon's eye is an extremely powerful thing, and any kind of injury can be healed if you eat it, no matter how powerful Pingbo's spell is, it can't be more powerful than this. ”