Han Yiming closed his eyes vigorously, shook off the smiling face full of fish roe, and when he opened his eyes again, he felt that his eyes were full of golden light and dazzling "go", and there were two familiar figures behind the word "go", and the vague outline had made Han Yiming's mood fluctuate. Those "go" words rushed towards him, Han Yiming looked behind those words hard, but there was always a big "go" word in front of their faces. A thin voice said, "Say it, say it and you will see them." ”

The voice was extremely tempting, Han Yiming opened his mouth, the word "go" had come to his mouth, he raised his head and looked at Jiang Yuro, and was about to say it, but he saw Jiang Yuro's proud face again. As soon as he saw this face, Han Yiming immediately came to his senses, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the side where Shi saw the familiar figure. There was nothing left, and he knew in his heart that Jiang Yuzi had cast a spell on him. Angry for a while, he said clearly: "I'm not going." ”

Jiang Yuroe's complexion changed, but in front of everyone, it was not good to really attack, snorted, and walked away. As soon as Han Yiming exhaled, a numb face approached. This pockmarked face was pitted and pitted, very terrifying, and Han Yiming couldn't help but shrink back. The smallpox Taoist smiled and said, "Little friend, borrow your peach wood sword to take a look first?" Han Yiming subconsciously clenched the purple peach wood sword and said, "You have seen it, what else are you looking at?"

The smallpox Taoist looked left and right, and said with a smile: "I have no disciples under my sect, and there are no heirs, so you may not go with me." It doesn't make sense for me to use this little trick. You lend me your sword to take a look, I'm going to leave anyway, and I won't eat it if I look at it. Han Yiming was stunned, the smallpox Daoist had already taken the purple peach wood sword in his hand and looked at it carefully a few times.

I only heard a voice say coldly: "Brother Smallpox Dao, where are your disciples and descendants, don't say anything." We all know each other well, so you don't have to hide it like this. Anyway, this little friend can't go with you, and if he goes, it will come to naught, and we can't let him go with you to die. The person who spoke was none other than Chen Rufeng. He had a look of contempt on his face, and he had an unspeakable disgust for the smallpox Taoists.

The smallpox Taoist smiled: "Brother Chen Dao, I just look at it twice, not to take it for myself." It's a pity that we came slowly, otherwise everyone will benefit greatly from his cultivation, why fight for this little thing, it's a pity, it's a pity. Although Han Yiming didn't understand it, he heard him say it so loudly, and he was extremely disgusted in his heart, and couldn't help but say: "You, how can you be so shameless." Seeing that the purple peach wood sword was still in his hand, he said, "Return my sword." ”

The smallpox Daoist blushed, handed him back the purple peach sword, laughed dryly, and said, "Return you, return you." It's just a joke, this matter is over, and I will leave first. With that, he rose into the air, pointed forward with his left hand, and a long sword flew out of his back, supporting him into a white light, and then went in the direction he was pointing, and disappeared in a short time.

There was silence in the field, and after a while, Jingxuan Daoist smiled: "Brother Smallpox Daoist is like this, after so many years, he still has no words." Before he could finish speaking, everyone echoed and said, "Yes, yes." "He's always been talking nonsense. Jingxuan Daoist turned his head, glanced at Han Yiming, frowned, and said, "Show me your right hand." Han Yiming put the peachwood sword in his left hand, raised his right hand, and there was a petal-like white spot in the center of his palm. It was left yesterday when I caught the petals that the woman handed me.

Han Yiming clearly remembered that this white dot had turned into a hollow petal yesterday, but for some reason, it showed its original appearance at this time. Jing Xuan said, "It turned out to be the mark of the White Sakura Daoist. Before the words fell, the white dot in Han Yiming's palm lit up and slowly floated up from his palm. Sure enough, it was a petal, light and soft, gently rotating over his palm, turning higher and higher. Gradually, the flat petals were full and bulging, bulging into a small ball, and then turned around with a "pop" sound and exploded.

I only heard someone laugh and say, "I'm late." Everyone looked back, and saw a figure a few feet away. When he first arrived, his figure and face were a little blurry, as if he had come from far away, and after a while, it became clear. He walked this way, and the more he went, the more clearly he could see. Han Yiming was stunned when he saw that the plain clothes on his body were very similar to the plain clothes of the woman who saved him. In the blink of an eye, this man had come to the front, refreshed and tall.

Jing Xuan said: "Brother Lu, if you don't see the mark of Bai Ying, you won't come out." The plain-clothed man smiled, ignored him, came over, and said to Han Yiming, "Let me take a look at your palm, okay?" Han Yiming himself looked into the palm of his hand, but saw that the white dot had turned into a white circle again.

Su Yi said: "How can you have this mark?" Han Yiming said in his heart, is the white cherry they are talking about the woman who saved me? I couldn't help but have a good impression of him, and said, "She saved me." The plain man smiled: "Yes." That's where it all started. Jingxuan Daoist also smiled: "In this way, you Lu Yueqing will not be able to accept the apprentice?" Lu Yueqing said to him: "If you don't accept him, I will accept it." I asked him, and if there was such an opportunity, it would be okay to accept him. Wu Jingxuan said: "Okay, since we pay attention to the fate, everyone here will ask him to see who he is willing to go with, if he doesn't follow anyone, I will take him back." Is this okay?"

Lu Yueqing said with a smile: "Yes, all the Taoist friends have no objections, so let's do it." Which Daoist brother has asked now?" Everyone looked at each other, and Wu Jingxuan smiled: "We don't talk about coming first and arriving later, you can ask him now." Han Yiming rejected the two of them in a row, and everyone hesitated a little, wanting to come forward and ask him, but they were afraid that they would also be rejected. But he didn't come forward to ask him, but in the end, it was Wu Jingxuan who picked up a big bargain, and everyone was a little reluctant in their hearts, and when they were hesitating, Lu Yueqing intervened, and they all said: "You ask first, you ask first." ”

Lu Yueqing turned around and asked, "Where do you live, and who else is in your family?" Han Yiming sighed and said, "This is my home, and there is no one else in my family." Lu Yueqing said: "Would you like to go with me?" Han Yiming was stunned, and went with him, where did he go? He has never left home, but this time he only left a few dozen miles away, and he was tragically changed by his family, where did he dare to agree arbitrarily. As he was thinking, he heard his own voice clearly answering, "I'll go with you." As soon as he said that, he himself was taken aback.