Han Yiming looked around, but no one came, and he breathed a sigh of relief, the white dragon still didn't alarm everyone in the end, and left before the barrier was broken. Exhaled, turned around, and was about to speak, but saw several people lying on the east and west sides, all of them in yellow robes, all of whom were clear and the same door!

Suddenly, there was a little white light on the ground, and Han Yiming looked at it, it was a sharp and round nail, about an inch long, and the color was as white as jade, which was the white dragon's toenail. I couldn't help but squat down and pick it up. This is clearly cut off by the rhino sword, the fracture is neat, with jade not jade, Han Yiming stood for a while, and handed the nail to Mingming. Ming Cheng didn't reach out to take it, just stood aside.

The two of them stood motionless, and after a while, they sighed clearly, suddenly shook their heads and said, "Senior brother, I don't want this thing." I didn't mean to hurt it, I just ...... If you want it, keep it, if you don't want it, find a place to bury it!" Han Yiming had also heard that the rhino sword was invincible, and it would never be vacated, so he sighed. Seeing that Mingxi's face was heavy, his heart sank, and then he remembered that the white dragon had killed Mingxi's fellow disciple, and he couldn't speak for a while, just looking at the corpses on the ground. After a while, I only heard Chen Weiyu say: "Mingxi, how are you?" Are you hurt?" Without listening to Mingxi's answer, Han Yiming raised his head again, only to see Mingxi shaking his head slightly, Chen Weiyu said: "Are they all your junior brothers?" Mingxi sighed and said: "There are two of my senior brothers!" Chen Weiyu said again: "Mingxi, you go and invite your master to come over, and I am here to guard them for you." Ming said in a low voice: "Thank you, uncle!" turned around, looked at the corpses all over the ground, and walked towards the resting place of the people of the various factions over there.

Chen Weiyu looked at the corpse on the ground, raised his head to look at the clear that was fading away, and lowered his head again, Han Yiming didn't know what to say. I just looked down at my feet, and I didn't dare to look at it. It wasn't that he was cowardly afraid to see the corpse, but because seeing it reminded him of his unbearable past. Although it is only a momentary unbearable to look back, it is ultimately unbearable to look back.

He remembers his comfortable life at home before going up the mountain, remembers the hibiscus flowers that his mother put on the windowsill, and remembers the bits and pieces of the family, and everything after he went up to Lingshan. It's just that I don't remember what happened in the days I was away from home, it's not that I don't remember, I just don't want to think about it. He knew that when he thought about it, everything that had fallen asleep would come back to his mind clearly. But he just didn't dare or wanted to think about it, and he didn't even remember those days. Not remembering the birth and death of your parents is a great unfilial piety. He used to be so filial, but now he is charged with such unfilial piety!

I don't know what the day will be when this charge of unfilial piety will be washed away, and what will it be like? But he doesn't know when, but he knows that there will be a day. It's just that at this time, he instinctively avoids everything that can cause his own memories, including the corpse that is not far from him. Turning around, he no longer looked at the ground, and looked up at the moon in the sky, but tears couldn't stop coming out of his eyes, and a chill crossed his face.

After he went up to Lingshan, he was never so weak, he endured and endured, and he wanted to endure the tears back, but he couldn't hold back anything, and the tears rushed out. Turning to the side, he tilted his head back and burst into tears. Fortunately, the fourth uncle didn't say a word, and he didn't come to disturb him, and he still stood there far away. Han Yiming stood on the ground, sorrow came from it, and shed tears in the wind.

After a while, there was already the sound of footsteps coming from behind. Han Yiming hurriedly took the sharp armor into his arms, making it clear that he didn't want this thing, and he didn't want to keep it for himself. But he didn't want to be taken away by others, so he still took it into his arms. Before he could wipe away the tears, someone had already come to the front and said, "Senior brother, thank you very much!" Han Yiming hurriedly turned his head away, and listened to the sound that it was clear. I didn't want him to see that he was out of shape, so he turned his head away. wiped away the tears, turned around, and reluctantly said, "Senior brother doesn't have to be polite!" Before the words fell, I heard the sound of Jiang Yuzi and Uncle Shi talking over there. Said clearly: "Senior brother, thanks to you and Uncle Chen for saving me, I am grateful!" Han Yiming shook his head, and was about to speak, when someone said: "Alas, Senior Brother Han is really kind-hearted, and he cried for my senior brothers, thank you very much!" It was another disciple in an earthy yellow robe who spoke to him. Han Yiming was embarrassed: "Senior brother misunderstood, I, I ......" The reason behind it was that he couldn't say it anymore, and his heart hurt.

Said clearly: "Senior Brother Han, this is my junior brother, Lou Guanling. Senior Brother Lou is right, if it weren't for Uncle Chen and Senior Brother Han coming to help me in time, I would have been lying here! Thank you for saving me!" Han Yiming couldn't tell clearly at this time, so he had to smile bitterly: "Senior brother doesn't have to be like this, senior brother has difficulties, how can he stand by and watch!" Ming nodded and said, "Let's clean up the aftermath for the senior brothers in the past, so we won't bother the junior brother!" Han Yiming said: "Senior brother, please take care of yourself!"

Lou Guanling and Mingming passed past him and walked towards the place where Jiang Yuroe and Chen Weiyu were standing. Han Yiming turned around and walked towards the way they came, he was so preoccupied that he couldn't help but walk slower. After walking out of ten zhang, Chen Weiyu's voice had already caught up behind him: "Yiming, you wait for me!" Han Yiming stopped his steps, turned around, and from a distance, he saw Chen Weiyu talking to Mingxi, Chen Weiyu's face was solemn, Minglu's face was also heavy, and even Jiang Yuroe looked a little pensive.

After a while, I saw Chen Weiyu and Jiang Yuroe walking away. Chen Weiyu came to this side, his clothes fluttering, and he came to the front in a blink of an eye. Before Han Yiming's word "uncle" came out, Chen Weiyu had already said: "Yiming, let me ask you, what would you do if the white dragon borrowed the Mingyuan sword from you?" Han Yiming was stunned, he didn't know where this question came from, he opened his mouth and looked at this uncle blankly.

Chen Weiyu chased after him and asked: "If the white dragon borrows a sword from you, what will you do?" Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and said: "If he borrows a sword from me, then I, then I ......" "I" said twice, "I" can't go down, although I don't know where the uncle asked this, but I vaguely feel that something is wrong in my heart, it seems that this sword can't be borrowed! Chen Weiyu still said: "How do you borrow or not?" Han Yiming was conflicted in his heart, the Mingyuan sword was originally awakened by the white dragon, and this sword saved his life in his own hand. If he said that he would not borrow it, the white dragon had already saved himself several times, and even the wound on his chest was protected by his dragon lin, and it gradually grew. It can be said that he has done his best to be benevolent and righteous, but the word "borrow" is difficult to say. Suddenly I understood why I couldn't say this word.

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