Zishang was furious: "Hmph, I won't go if you invite me to go, will you fall in love with your Lingshan?" I only heard the voice of Zi Shang gritting his teeth in the house: "Love please don't please, I'm not happy to go." What does your business have to do with me? Lingshan has really collapsed in front of me, and I don't care! You see that I will move my brows!"

I really don't know where I offended her again? Han Yiming fell very embarrassed this time, although he didn't have his feet facing the sky, but his vest landed on the ground. Zishang was really weird, before Han Yiming could stand up, he had already heard the wind in the house, the wind was terrible, and there was a devastating sound. It seemed that this fire was very big, and Han Yiming couldn't help but be a little worried about the innocent flowers and plants in the house. He stood up and stood there for a while, waiting for the room to be calm. After a long time, the rumor was gone, and he didn't want to leave rashly without making a sound, so he said: "If the predecessor has no orders, the disciple will go back first to resume his life." ”

There was no sound in the house, and Han Yiming was thinking about leaving, when the door suddenly slammed and opened again. A voice said inside: "I really don't know what you're here for? If you want to say that you're here to send something, just send it well, how can you make her so angry and angry!" This voice is very young, brisk and delicate, it is not the voice of a purple dress, but the voice of a girl, with a little reproach. Han Yiming was stunned, as if he had heard this voice before. Just as he was thinking about it, the voice said, "Okay, you can come in and get something." She walked away. Han Yiming walked into the house as he said, and the house that was still dreamy and beautiful before was already in chaos.

The ground is full of broken branches and leaves, and it is completely ravaged by the violent temper of the purple clothes, and it is no longer as beautiful as before. There was no one in the house, only a small cloth bag in the depths of the house, before the confused wind and snow. Han Yiming looked around, but there was no one, he was puzzled for a moment, and said, "Who are you?" The voice said, "Ha, why did I come out? Do you have to let me come out to see me when you hear my voice......?"

The voice had already robbed him and said, "You are really unenlightened, she doesn't want to see you, and when she sees you, she gets angry and walks away." Hurry up and get your things, so that she won't come back, and you'll get in her way. Han Yiming knew that it was indeed inappropriate to ask a girl to come out to meet him, so he stepped forward, bent down and picked up the small cloth, put it in his arms, and said, "I will definitely hand this thing over to my master and uncle, and say goodbye." ”

As soon as he left the house, he summoned the Naruto Sword and flew into the air. Although I didn't get angry, I felt a little incredible. I really don't know why Zishang is always like this, it seems that she always has to get along with others, even if she is a disciple of her own micro-end, she has to make it so difficult! Just as she was thinking about it, someone suddenly said in her ear: "Little friend, where are you going?"

Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, turned around, and saw a Taoist, standing on a sword as faintly transparent as glass, smiling, and flying forward with him. It's just that this person is full of pits, and his smile looks a little scary, but he also knows it, and he is a smallpox Taoist! Han Yiming never expected to meet him here, he was stunned for a moment, and the smallpox Taoist said: "Little friend, we are old acquaintances, don't you say hello?" Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and became vigilant, this smallpox Taoist is extremely powerful, although he has not done anything, but he can give Bailong two sets in an instant, so he has to be careful. He saluted: "Disciple to meet the Dao Chief!" Ming Yuan Sword did not stop, still flying straight in the direction of Lingshan.

The smallpox Daoist smiled and said, "Little friend, what are you flying in such a hurry?" Han Yiming said: "Qiqi Daoist, the disciple is rushing back to Lingshan." The smallpox Taoist smiled slightly: "Oh, this is not far from my Taoist temple, although my Taoist temple is simpler, it is also quiet, why don't you go with me to sit for a while, drink a cup of tea, rest for a while and then go?" Before Han Yiming could answer, he had already stretched out his hand and was about to come to pull Han Yiming.

Han Yiming was shocked, it was okay for the Tianhua Daoist to call him a guest, why did he still use his hands to pull it? Where did he dare to be pulled by him? With a flick of the fingers of his right hand, the Ming Yuan Sword flew faster, and it brushed against the Tianhua Daoist. He was anxious this time, and flew extremely fast, and when he turned around, he saw that the smallpox Daoist had chased after him again, and Han Yiming felt more and more that he had bad intentions. He turned around and said, "Dao Chief, the disciple is in a hurry to go back to resume his life now, and my master is waiting for me in Lingshan! Thank you Dao Elder for the invitation, I will come to the door again another day to thank you!" After saying that, he recited the sword technique in his heart, and his fingers kept flicking, and he rushed forward like a meteor.

He urged the Ming Yuan Sword to rush forward for a while, and when he looked back, the Tianhua Dao Man was gone. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and then turned around, only to see that the clouds and mist in front of him, faintly revealing the blue color, were Lingshan. He had already rushed back to Lingshan! Without delay, he flew directly to Yule and stopped in front of the master's door. After receiving the Ming Yuan Sword, he had already heard the voice of the master in the house, "Is Yi Ming back? ”

Han Yiming walked into the house and gave a salute first: "Uncle Master, I'm back." Then he reached into his bosom and took out the little cloth bag from his bosom, and only then did he see that the little cloth bag was very old, but was sewn from white cloth. It's just that I don't know when the object was sewn, the white cloth has been slightly yellowed, and a thin white belt is tightly tied at the mouth of the bag. Han Yiming suddenly noticed that the master uncle was looking at him, so he handed the cloth bag up with both hands and said, "Master uncle, this is what the purple clothes senior asked the disciple to bring back." ”

Qin Wufang let out an "oh" and took it in his hand. He said, "Sit!" and untied the cloth bag. Han Yiming sat down on the bamboo chair next to him, and watched as the master uncle poured the small cloth bag into his palm and poured out a jasper-like object. Han Yiming saw that the jasper-like object was dark green in color, but it was only two inches long, and there were knots at both ends, which were a little familiar, so he looked at it blankly. Qin Wufang picked up the object with two fingers, looked at it carefully, and sighed.

Han Yiming suddenly said, "Jasper Bamboo!" This is the Jasper Bamboo, no wonder he always feels familiar! When he went up to Lingshan, he got it from Bai Ying, and it was such a jasper bamboo pole! Qin Wufang said: "Well, this is the Jasper Bamboo of Lingshan. It's just that this jasper bamboo is a little different from the jasper bamboo you planted. ”