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The white lion's blue eyes flashed with golden light, and Han Yiming was cold to the bone, and the white lion took a picture of him with a pair of blue eyes, and then turned to look at Ah Tu, stretched out a huge forepaw, and stretched out to Ah Tu. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The white lion retracted his front paws and roared at Han Yiming, Han Yiming's ears were numb, the hair on his body stood upright, and the skin on his face was scorching, but his eyes lit up, and the spirit shield had turned out from behind him, covering him like a light tower. Even so, there was still a roar in his ears, his body was hot, the Venus in front of him was rising, and the roar of the white lion made him frightened, and he held the sword tightly, and after a while, he could see clearly in front of him. The white lion was still standing in front of him, his mane flying, and a pair of cold blue eyes facing him. Han Yiming held his breath and exhaled after a moment, the clothes on his back were already soaked with sweat. A spiritual creature like a white lion is even more terrifying than a hurricane, Han Yiming didn't know what would happen to it, but the wheezing of Ah Tu behind him made him unable to retreat.

After only a moment of breath, the white lion raised his head and stretched out his neck, and yelled at Han Yiming again. Han Yiming's eyes were dark, he was blind, his whole body was wooden, and the whistling of the white lion would pass through his body, making him weak, and his body was trembling by this loud roar, and after a while, his eyes could see. When he saw it again, the white lion had already turned to leave, Han Yiming took a deep breath, and watched the white lion walk into the lake, and the trembling on his body stopped. He stood stiffly, and suddenly there was a slight sound under his feet, and when he looked down, he saw that Ah Tu had turned into a fat yellow dog, sniffing at his feet.

Han Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, the spirit shield was put away, he squatted down, stretched out his hand, Ah Tu stretched out his tongue, licked his hand, and didn't move. Han Yiming picked up Ah Tulai, and saw several deep blood marks on its neck, which was deeply injured by the white lion. Han Yiming was about to call Xingchen, a small hand reached over, and gently pressed on Ah Tu's wound, and Xingchen appeared. He looked at the wound and said, "Don't worry, the boss, it's injured and won't die." Let's take it with us. Han Yiming said: "You pushed me out, did you only come out now?" Xingchen smiled: "Is the boss blaming me for pushing you out?" Han Yiming was really unhappy in his heart, this little kid didn't say anything, and pushed himself out casually, it was too unexpected, although he knew that he wouldn't watch himself die in front of him, but his carelessness always made people unhappy.

Xingchen said: "Master, the white lion will not be embarrassed by you." "I won't be embarrassed!" Han Yi was angry, and said for a while: "Isn't this a dilemma? How can it be called a dilemma?" Xingchen smiled: "Master, the white lion is a spiritual creature that is proud of one side, how can it be difficult for you? If it weren't for Ah Tu's intention to steal the Heavenly Divine Iron, the white lion would not be unable to get along with it." If it really wants to get along with the master, will the head still stand here and talk to me? However, Ah Tu should not be the first time to come back to steal the divine iron, if there is no master to protect him, the white lion will definitely kill Ah Tu. What he said also made some sense, but Han Yiming was still unhappy in his heart, Xingchen pushed him out, in order to let him take advantage of the situation to subdue Ah Tu, but this little child's methods were really unpleasant. If you don't have the Blue Dragon Spirit Shield, I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand the roar of the white lion.

He was unhappy here, but Xingchen didn't take this matter to heart at all, his pair of black eyes only looked at the lake below, Han Yiming had been with him for a while, and when he looked at his expression, he knew that he was still fighting the idea of the white lion. Looking down at Ah Tu, it was obediently lying in its hands, its ears drooping, and its eyes closed. Although the scar on his neck was deep, he did not bleed much. Looking at the stars again, his eyes turned slightly, obviously still thinking about the white lion. His small body stood in the air, and at this glance, he was also deflated, how could he be so careless with a child? Xingchen raised his head and smiled, "The head is not angry with me?" Han Yiming shook his head: "No, let's go." Xingchen smiled: "Master, I'm thinking, I want to subdue the white lion, I like this white lion." The head of the house has now subdued Atu, and Atu will always follow the head and listen to the master's instructions. I, on the other hand, like this white lion, and it would be nice if I subdued it. Han Yiming said: "Don't you still have spiritual enlightenment and a little girl, do you have to subdue this white lion?"

Xingchen's eyes lit up: "The head reminded me." However, the spiritual enlightenment is still young, and it will be a thousand years before it can be used by me. No, it sucks the spiritual power of the blue dragon, I don't have to wait for a thousand years, but five hundred years is needed. Little girl, you can use it now, but it's not like that. Well, it's a good reminder from the boss. Han Yiming didn't know what he was thinking, but seeing that his eyes lit up, he also knew that his reminder was extremely important to him, so he couldn't help but ask him: "What did you think of?" Xingchen smiled: "Master, it's not that I want to hide it from you, but I can't say it now, and it won't work if I say it." However, I can make the head of the house lively then. He clenched his small hands into fists, his face was full of pride, and after a while, he pinched his fingers and counted, and said, "Master, this is very lively, just a few days." Han Yiming said: "What is the excitement?" Xingchen smiled and said: "When the time comes, the head will know, and then half of my Lingshan's revenge will be avenged." ”

He said that Han Yiming wanted to know more and more what this excitement was, how could it be that although the Xingchen people were small, the idea was not small, and when it came to this, he would not continue to talk about it. He looked around, and with a movement of his feet, he landed on the edge of the lake. A pair of small hands stretched out, palms upward, a moment later, the palms rose with luminous light, the luminous light slightly blue, in the luminous light, Lingwu gently circled. Xingchen crouched down and said to the spirit in his hand, "Go ahead." The spirit rose from his hand and fell gently to the ground, sinking into the dirt and vanishing. Han Yiming said in his heart: "Do you want Lingwu to steal that piece of divine iron, or do you want Lingwu to get close to that piece of divine iron to absorb spiritual power?" Seeing Xingchen raise his head, he walked to his side, and said, "Master, shall we go to see someone?" He never proposed to go to see someone, Han Yiming said: "Who do you want to see?" Xingchen said: "The head will know when the time comes, come with me." As soon as his voice fell, the little figure had already left at a gallop, Han Yiming hugged Ah Tu and hurriedly followed.