This person is extremely cunning, Han Yiming also knows that he falls into these people, which will only make the senior brother worried, and looked at the ground, except for the dead villain and pony, there is no one alive! He retreated into the black gate, and saw several disciples surrounding Qian Ruohua rushing up to catch him. It's just that no matter how fast they move, they can't take a step back as fast as he moves. Caught a void, the black door disappeared in an instant, and they were all caught empty. Looking around, where can I find it?

After Han Yiming retreated into the black gate, he was about to turn around, when suddenly something pierced his eyes, and in Qian Ruohua's uninjured hand, he was holding a sword with a slight golden rainbow luster, the Wind Splitting Sword! Han Yiming's eyes were straight, it was the sword of the second master! In his hand, was it really the Wind Splitting Sword? He didn't dare to believe it, and wanted to take another look, but it was already dark in front of him. Han Yiming's whole body was numb, and a hard lump was stalked on his chest. Although the second uncle claimed that he had left Lingshan and would no longer be a disciple of Lingshan, Han Yiming believed that he was his own uncle, a disciple of Lingshan, and he was, is, and will be in the future. But how did his sword get into Qian Ruohua's hands? Is it really his sword?

In the darkness, Han Yiming burst into tears, and the hard lump in his chest made him feel so painful that he couldn't help choking anymore. endure and endure, but can't bear it. He stood in the Black Gate for a while, but the tears in his eyes could not be stopped. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, the black door disappeared, he stood on a mountain beam, only to hear Gu Qingquan's voice behind him: "Senior brother, you haven't come out for so long, it's really worrying! You, hey, what's wrong with you?" Han Yiming wiped away the tears on his face and choked up, "It's okay!" He didn't dare to turn around, but Gu Qingquan stepped forward from behind, glanced at him twice, and said, "It's okay, what are you crying about?" Where can Han Yiming withstand this look, tears welled up, and he turned his face to avoid it. When he turned his head, he saw more than a dozen senior brothers and sisters standing behind him, and even Senior Brother Ding was also standing in the middle. They all stood on top of the mountain beams like slashing and axes, and there were more than thirty senior brothers and sisters who had retreated from Cuiwei Hall, but only a dozen or so were standing in front of him at this time.

Ding Wudao: "Senior brother, what did you see?" Han Yiming swallowed the hard lump in his heart and said, "I didn't see anything, there is no senior brother." Ding Wudao: "Senior brother, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood." Han Yiming said: "What about other senior brothers and senior sisters?" Ding Wudao: "Everyone is separated!" Senior Brother Fu opened the door, but after entering it, which exit can be walked to is related to everyone's own practice. Because of the haste of the opening, everyone could not appear in the same place. However, the left and right will not leave the Spirit Mountain. I only heard one senior brother say: "I'm ashamed." I can't use my spells, so I can't get to the same place. Han Yiming saw that he was not old, no different from Senior Brother Lu Jingxin, and he was also a young senior brother. Just thinking about it, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed around him, and a person rushed out of it, who was also a senior brother. Ding Wudao: "What about Senior Brother Feng? can you see Senior Brother Feng?"

I only heard a voice say: "Master Ding doesn't have to worry about it, I'm also out." "Another person appeared out of thin air, but it was an older brother. Han Yiming had only followed the senior brothers with the elder brothers before, and when he saw an older senior brother, he was quite surprised. And this senior brother looked tired on his face, and he was still holding a villain and a pony in his hands, both of which were snow-white and crystalline, emitting a luster like white jade. Han Yiming suddenly remembered what this senior brother had seen before, and it was Senior Brother Feng who followed Gu Qingquan down the mountain together. Senior Brother Ding said that he likes to cultivate strange plants and trees, so he didn't know how angry he would be when he saw the people of Pingbo Dao and the people he brought from Lingshan to catch those spiritual plants and trees to eat. Feng Yuzao coughed twice and said, "Alas, I haven't used a spell for many years. I'm a little rusty, and I can't run, if Senior Brother Liu comes, I'm afraid it's really ......"

The young senior brother who came out first said: "Hmph, they want to eat the Lingzhi of my Lingshan, it's really a dream! I just chop up all these Lingzhi and throw them away, burn them to the ground, and I won't give them to them! I can't die in their womb!" Han Yiming suddenly understood, the separated senior brothers and sisters were as angry as themselves when they encountered the people who broke into Lingshan to catch and eat Lingshan Lingzhi, everything in Lingshan would rather be broken into pieces than left to them! Feng Yuzao looked at the trembling little man pony in his hand, sighed slightly, and took them into his arms. Han Yiming suddenly felt sad, how many such Lingzhi are there in Lingshan, can they all be carried into his arms?

Senior Brother Fu suddenly said: "Senior Brother Ding, let's kill back! I can't look at ......" He didn't say the following words, everyone sighed, Ding Wu said: "There are not many of us here, it's just a matter of fighting back." He opened the passage into the Spirit Mountain, and there would only be more people pouring in. It's very easy to fight clean, but Lingshan has never been there ever since. Senior Brother Fu was silent, and a senior sister said: "Is the Lingshan like this now also called Lingshan?" Ding Wudao: "Lingshan, whether it can be kept or not, it doesn't matter at the moment." The important thing is to keep the Lingshan brothers, are the disciples of the Lingshan still afraid that there will be no Lingshan?" This is what he said earlier about staying in the green mountains and not being afraid of no firewood. Han Yiming also knew that this was indeed the case, but he couldn't give up Lingshan like this. When they came to Lingshan, they would not add glory to Lingshan, but would only trample on this pure land! But now they really want to see them trample on this place! The master and the second master tried their best, and it was the Lingshan disciples who wanted to keep it, and they didn't want to keep the Lingshan Mountain, the Lingshan disciples were gone, and the Lingshan faction was gone. Thinking of the master and the second master, Han Yiming's eyes were hot, and the roots of his teeth were clenched, and he didn't know if the sword was dazzling by himself, or if it was really a wind splitting sword, he didn't dare to think that it was real!

Ding Wudao: "Senior Brother Fu, when the other fellow disciples come over, you will take them and leave." Open one more door, and don't get separated this time. Senior Brother Fu replied and said, "Are we really going to leave Lingshan?" Ding Wu was silent, and said after a while: "Senior Brother Han, I'll come, you go with me to pick up things." Gu Qingquan said: "Senior Brother Ding, let's wait for you to come back!" Ding Wu said: "You don't have to wait for us, if other fellow disciples arrive, you will leave first." He looked up at the front and said, "If many people are coming, you should also go first." The others can't wait any longer. ”

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