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Xingchen flicked lightly in front of Han Yiming's eyes, and Qingzhubiao's figure had turned into an obese middle-aged man, dressed in a cocoon silk shirt, which was really separated from his past, no wonder the people of Pingbomen couldn't recognize it. Han Yiming couldn't help but say: "Your deformation method is really interesting." Xingchen said: "Master, let's go and see the excitement, okay?" Han Yiming smiled and said: "Okay! What kind of excitement are we going to see?" Xingchen said: "Master, which sword do you use the most?" Han Yiming said: "Mingyuan Sword." Xingchen said: "But the head of the Mingyuan Sword gave it to Yuan Hui." Han Yiming said: "Yes, there is no way, just use the Qingshuang Sword." Xingchen said: "The Qingshuang Sword is also sharp, but it is still not as sharp as Ming Yuan." He waved his small head: "Ming Yuan is not a good sword, but he can barely use it." ”

Han Yiming really didn't know what to say when he looked at him, he didn't like the Ming Yuan sword, he really didn't know what was a good sword in his eyes. Xingchen thought for a while, and then said: "Master, why don't we steal the Mingyuan Sword?" Han Yiming was startled, how could this kid say such a thing, stared at him for a long time, and said: "How can you steal it?" Xingchen said seriously: "Master, then I asked you to borrow the Mingyuan Sword, will you borrow it?" Han Yiming said: "I will borrow it, but Yuan Hui will not lend it to me." Xingchen said, "That's right! He doesn't want to borrow a sword." Even if the head goes to borrow it, he will not lend it to the head of the house. That's why I said steal it. Han Yiming glared at him, still not knowing what to say.

Xingchen said: "We must bring a sword to see the excitement, this time the excitement is extremely rare." Han Yiming said, "What kind of excitement is it?" Xingchen grimaced, turned around and ran. He was really as fast as a meteor, this run, people were already far away in the sky, how could Han Yiming let him go alone, he hurriedly followed. Xingchen's small figure was always in front, Han Yiming thought about what he said, unspeakably uneasy, listening to this little child, this lively and dangerous was extremely dangerous. Otherwise, why do you want to bring a sword? I think the Qingshuang sword is not sharp enough. It's a pity that Xingchen just refuses to explain, and only half of everything is said, so he can only follow behind him to see what kind of fun he wants to make.

After flying for a while, the sky was already dark, and the small figure of the star flashed in front of him and fell towards one place. Han Yiming hurriedly followed and fell, and as soon as he fell, he saw a mountain peak and a lake here. There were trees on three sides of the mountain, but one side was a piece of black soil, and Han Yiming immediately understood that this was the place where the blue-eyed white lion existed. Remembering that the stars had left Lingwu here, I couldn't help but wonder what had happened to it. Just as he was thinking about it, Xingchen suddenly said, "How did I forget it?"

Han Yiming was stunned and said, "Okay, let's go together." Xingchen said: "Master, this is for you." He stretched out his right hand, and with a flash of inspiration in his hand, the Ming Yuan Sword appeared in his hand out of thin air. Han Yiming was taken aback, when did he go and steal Ming Yuan too? Ming Yuan's sword trembled lightly above his little hand, Han Yiming reached out and gently stroked the sword body, with a "buzz" sound, Ming Yuan's sword trembled, jumped up from Xingchen's hand, and jumped straight in front of Han Yiming. Han Yiming stepped out, gently stroked the hilt of the sword, and Xingchen said: "This sword is the thing of Lingshan, it is the sword of the master, Yuan Hui tried his best, but he couldn't make this sword his." Han Yiming said, "Yuan Hui wants to make this sword his?" Xingchen said, "Yes." The head of the sect has already turned his Tengjiao Sword into yours, and he naturally wants to make the Ming Yuan Sword his. ”

Tengjiao Sword, Han Yiming couldn't help but think of the Tengjiao Sword on the day when the white dragon was extinguished, the red light flashed, bright red as blood. He remembered that the white dragon came to steal the sword, and as soon as his hand was bent, his palm was red, and the Tengjiao sword was in his hand. Therefore, I remembered the white dragon, the white dragon lent himself dragon scales, he came to borrow the sword, but he didn't borrow it, and it finally died under the claws of the green dragon. Thinking of this, the faces of Bai Long and Jin Jiao also emerged, and Han Yiming couldn't help but have a fever in his eyes, what a beautiful pair it was, but the ending was so bleak. If the white dragon comes to borrow the sword now, knowing that he will bear the punishment of the green dragon, he will also lend it to him.

Indeed, as Xingchen said, he got the Tengjiao Sword. Although Han Yiming never thought of taking the Tengjiao Sword for himself, he never thought of this sword later, and only remembered this matter when Xingchen reminded him. Said to Xingchen: "But I don't want his Tengjiao sword, it's his sword, what good do I want to come?" Xingchen said: "Yes." But the baby is like this, if you have this fate with it, it will recognize you. The head of the house has a fate with Teng Jiaojian, so Teng Jiao Jian recognized the head of the house. The head doesn't want the sword of Tengjiao, but Yuan Hui just wants the sword of the head of the house. Han Yiming said: "How do you know?" Xingchen pouted: "Master, you will find out later." ”

He stopped talking, looked around, and said, "Let's go, boss, let's go find the little girl." As soon as the words fell, the whole person went out at a gallop. Han Yiming hurriedly followed. With the sword on his back, he felt more or less relieved. After slaughtering the blue dragon, the little boy lived in that ancient well. I suddenly remembered an incident that year, when they passed by the ancient well, the people in the village had been using blood sacrifices to seek peace, but they blurted out that this blood sacrifice would be lifted within three years. Could it be that at that time, he had already expected that Xingchen would one day slaughter the blue dragon? But when he thought about it, he couldn't remember such a past. To this day, I don't know how this was said at that time. Xingchen's small figure flew forward like a meteor in front of him, his tipping method was something Han Yiming had never seen before, and he had never thought that the tipping method could be so powerful as he was. But when you think about it, what other spells are not powerful in Xingchen, as if no matter what spell reaches his hand, it can reach the extreme, which is really admirable.