He hugged Ding Wu hard, Ding Wu's head hanging softly on his chest tilted to the side, and Han Yiming was shocked to see that his face had turned pale, and his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose were bleeding. opened his mouth, only to find that he couldn't say a word except for the word "senior brother"! Han Yiming helped him several times in a row, but it didn't work, gritted his teeth, put Ding Wu down, clenched his fists, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, stood up, flicked the fingers of his right hand, and the Mingyuan sword flew into his hand with a "brush" sound, and said hatefully to the white dragon: "You killed my senior brother in charge......!" Before he finished speaking, the golden light flowed in the sword in his hand, and Han Yiming was so angry that he didn't want to think about it, raised his sword, and slashed at the white dragon in front of him!

With a sharp roar, the blade of the sword became as bright as the sun, and in an instant, it had slashed in front of the white dragon. The white dragon was already long and jade, standing in front of him. When the blade of the Ming Yuan Sword slashed in front of him, he raised his right hand and came towards the blade. The hand that emitted a cold glow, as white as jade, and the fingers were slender and powerful, it should be the most perfect hand in the man's hand, and he grabbed the blade of the sword in his hand. Han Yiming fought the sword that was going to die, but was stopped by the white dragon with one hand. The white dragon sneered, and suddenly stopped speaking, Han Yiming had already seen the golden on the sharp and unparalleled sword blade into its hand, where the white dragon's palm and the golden light on the sword blade collided, a layer of wide scales appeared, and in the blink of an eye, its hands were all covered by scales. Han Yiming gritted his teeth at this time, it killed Senior Brother Ding, even if he didn't want to die, he had to fight with it.

Suddenly, the palm of his hand was in sharp pain, and the hilt of the Ming Yuan Sword came out of his hand, and the Ming Yuan Sword was snatched away by the white dragon! Before Han Yiming could make a sound, the Ming Yuan Sword also broke free from the white dragon's hand and flew into the air with a scream! Han Yiming not only recited the sword trick in his heart, but also couldn't stop reciting it in his mouth, wanting to summon the Ming Yuan Sword back to his side. The white dragon raised his hand, pointed at the treasure, and grabbed it, and the Mingyuan sword was grabbed by him again. I only heard it say: "Mi Rui, are you unwilling to die?" Han Yiming was completely stunned, this white dragon actually knew Mi Rui's name! I saw that the luster on the blade of Ming Yuan's sword instantly dimmed, and he lay quietly in the hands of the white dragon!

Han Yiming lost his sword and had to look at the white dragon coldly. Being defenseless in front of the white dragon is a dead end! But in front of the white dragon, what can you do with a sword? For a while, I hated that my cultivation was too low, so that I was vulnerable in front of it. At this time, there is no chance to fight back, so I can only let it be slaughtered! I also hate myself for being in a hurry, and I actually cut it with a shot, and I didn't use the Sword of Chasing the Wind like a shadow at all, and as for the Qianjun Slash, I never thought of it! I looked at Senior Brother Ding who fell at my feet, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, Senior Brother Ding went so quickly, and it was nothing to follow him by myself! Thinking of this, my heart calmed down, and I raised my head to look at the white dragon.

The white dragon looked up and down at the Mingyuan sword, and said, "Don't you have anything to say to me?" Han Yiming said coldly: "I only have something to say about my sword!" The white dragon quietly stretched the Mingyuan sword in its hand forward, Han Yiming said to the Mingyuan sword: "Mirui, from now on, you must not hurt my fellow disciples of Lingshan!" Han Yiming said: "You take my sword, don't hurt my fellow disciples!" Bai Long sneered: "Do you think I am rare to me? What a great object!" It raised its hand and threw Ming Yuan, and a golden light slashed into the distance. Han Yiming thought that the white dragon would no longer return the sword to him, but he was stunned for a moment, watching the Ming Yuan sword disappear into the edge of darkness.

Speechless, Bai Long glanced at Han Yiming again, and said, "If you return to your Lingshan, you can find your sword, here, you don't have to look for it, it can't come again!" Han Yiming heard it in his ears, and suddenly a clever man returned to Lingshan? Isn't it going to punish himself and his senior brother? It also let itself go back to Lingshan? But seeing that Bailong didn't make any next moves, he realized that it really wanted to let himself go back to Lingshan.

Suddenly, sadness came from it, and he came with Senior Brother Ding, but Senior Brother couldn't go back, how could he have the face to go back and face the teachers......? Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, senior brother is not dead? Where else can he care about, first bend down to touch the end of Ding Wu's nose, in addition to the blood on his hand, there is a faint breath.

The white dragon said: "You take him back, think about it, do you hand over the evil thing? I come to ask you, but you can also leave some affection for Lingkong." If Qinglong comes to ask, you should think about the consequences! You will definitely hand over that evil thing. Even if I destroy your Lingshan, I will find it!" Han Yiming's heart was cold, when he said this, he really didn't care about the life and death of everyone in Lingshan! Han Yiming couldn't stick to his teeth two days ago, and his whole body was weak, but he immediately picked up Ding Wulai, only to feel that his eyes were black and his feet were soft.

But he heard the cold voice of the white dragon and said: "In my eastern territory, you can't float to Lingshan, you only have two days, and if you return to Lingshan within two days, he can still be saved." After two days...... "Han Yiming only listened to "two days", and ran away. He never said a word to the white dragon again, and he didn't look back. In the darkness, he couldn't tell the direction, but he turned his back to the white dragon and ran. I didn't know how long I ran, and suddenly my eyes lit up, and I had run out of the darkness, and in front of me was the red and black realm that I had walked with Senior Brother Ding. Han Yiming only felt weakness under his feet, struggled and ran forward for a while, couldn't run anymore, and fell straight down.

When he came here, it was very laborious to walk, and the feet were soft, and it was more laborious than walking on the ground. He ran wildly, using all his strength, but after only running for a while, he used all his strength and jumped down. He carried Ding Wu on his back and fell straight down, not daring to let go, for fear of breaking Ding Wu and falling hard. Fortunately, it is not a hard ground below, and it doesn't hurt much to fall hard. After taking a big breath, he turned over and sat down, put Ding Wuping on the ground, sat up, and sat aside exhausted to gasp. As soon as I lowered my head, I saw a large blood stain on my white chest!

Han Yiming hurriedly went to see Ding Wu, poor Ding Wu's face was bleeding, but there was no blood stains on his body. It's all on Han Yiming, Han Yiming stretched out his hand to probe his senior brother's snort, although it was faint, it was still there. pinched the root of his nose with his hand, patted him on the back of his neck, and couldn't find cold water, looking at Ding Wu bleeding nonstop, where could he still sit still. Roll over and carry Ding Wu on his back. Grit your teeth and run forward!

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How was the weekend, I went out for the day.