He couldn't open his eyes, so he had to close his eyes tightly, and endured it for a while, and the golden light in his eyes slowly disappeared before he opened his eyes. The boy had already withdrawn his hand and stood aside. Seeing him open his eyes, he said, "Yesterday everything was a big dream, and today everything is also illusory, and it will pass away with the wind." After he finished saying this, he patted Han Yiming with both hands. Han Yiming was dizzy again. The young man said, "When I go, you remember me, and you can't say a word about me, and you can't write it." It's not that I believe you, but because I'm at my limit, you will only bring endless disasters to yourself if you say it. ”

Han Yiming was not a smart person, and he couldn't have imagined that he would act like this. It's just that on this day, the young man has acted unexpectedly, and he has seen his magical powers, and he knows that he must have his intentions, so he can only be at his mercy. The boy said, "I'll give you something." With that, he handed something to Han Yiming. Han Yiming only felt that his hand was heavy, and when he looked down, it was a short sword, the blade was like frost, flashing with a cold brilliance. Hurriedly excused himself, and the young man said: "This sword is just destined for you, and you have no share, and you will not know until the future." You don't have to excuse yourself. Han Yiming raised his hand and looked at the short sword, then handed it back to him, and said, "I, I don't want other people's things." The young man's fingers ran gently along the blade of the sword, obviously unable to put it down. Everywhere his fingers passed, the blade of the sword glowed with a five-colored sheen. The young man took the short sword in his hand and flipped it over, looked at it for a while and said with a smile: "I also said that this sword is not someone else's. It can be counted as an ownerless thing, and it is uncertain who will be the owner of this sword in the future. ”

Although the young man said this, Han Yiming still wanted to push back, a gentleman does not take the favor of others, this young man cherishes this short sword so much, it must be a beloved thing. It's just that he is not articulate, and between the words, the young man said again: "Aren't you going to promise me two things?" Han Yiming nodded, and the young man said: "Okay, then you promise me that you will never hand over this sword to others." Han Yiming was stunned again, in this way, didn't he accept this sword? Just hesitating, the young man said: "You are really stubborn, haven't you already told you, this sword may not be yours, you should just put it in your place." After saying that, he handed the short sword in his hand again, and Han Yiming withdrew his hand, but he was still uneasy in his heart.

The young man sighed and said, "It's better to give it to you than to give it to others." You can rest assured, this sword will recognize itself in the future, and you will not be able to keep it when the time comes. Han Yiming was skeptical, and the young man said: "The reason why I handed it over to you is because you are peaceful, and if you take this sword, you will not go to harm others." Do you still want to refuse?" Han Yiming heard him say this, and couldn't help but think to himself, he was so cautiously entrusted, he was afraid that this sword really couldn't be handed over to others casually. He is also right, if others take it to do evil, it is better to keep it by your side first. He also said that in the future this sword would recognize the Lord, although he did not understand what this meant, but he did not refuse. The boy smiled and looked up at the window.

The lattices in the east have turned a little white, but in the west it is still dark. The young man suddenly raised his right hand, pointed his right index finger at the roof, and a golden light bloomed from his fingertips, and in a moment the roof was lifted away, and the golden light went straight to the clouds. This golden light was brighter than the golden light with the word "no" in his hand before, Han Yiming squinted his eyes and looked up, the entire sky was dyed golden, and it was incomparably gorgeous. After a while, the young man's whole body was glowing with golden light, and the whole person seemed to be burning, but all the golden light gathered on the fingertips of his right hand and rushed straight up, and the whole sky became golden and shining, dazzling.

After a while, the golden light gushing from the boy's fingertips became dim, no longer as bright as before. After another while, the endless golden light finally stopped, and he withdrew his finger and sighed softly. Han Yiming kept looking at his fingers, and when he looked back at this time, he saw that he was quite tired on his face.

The boy withdrew his hand, and the sky darkened. The sky became darker and darker than before. Suddenly, a few flashes in the air in the distance, a few bright spots appeared, and they quickly flew towards this side. Han Yiming had seen his parents come before when they came, and he was overjoyed and turned around. Just as he was about to speak to the young man, his arm suddenly shook, and the short sword he held in his hand jumped up, the blade of the sword revealed a five-colored light, and the sword body revealed a faint mist. Han Yiming was taken aback, and was about to ask the young man how he could be like this, when the short sword "brushed" and bounced, and the blade trembled, shaking his palms numb. In the blink of an eye, he was out of his hand and flew into the sky. It flew higher and higher, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a little meteor.

Han Yiming looked up, and after the meteor flew into the high sky, it fell downward. It flies up very fast, and it falls faster than it flies, and in an instant, it has landed overhead. Han Yiming shouted, and he clearly saw that the tip of the short sword was aimed at the young man. But the young man stared at the few bright lights flying in the distance, and didn't look at the short sword that fell quickly. Han Yiming didn't know where the strength came from, so he rushed forward and pushed him with both hands.

The push was on the boy's chest, and the boy stumbled to the ground. Han Yiming saw the light shining in front of him, and before he could think about it, his eyes were fixed on the hilt of the sword, and he reached out to grab it. As soon as his fingers touched the hilt of the sword, he felt his heart heat slightly, and even his fingers warmed up. The short sword stabbed at the young man quickly, and he used all his strength to drag it back, but he still couldn't drag the short sword, and was dragged forward by it.

Immediately afterwards, he saw that the short sword easily plunged into the young man's chest. Han Yiming let out a "buzz" in his head, staring blankly at the young man's face. A faint smile appeared on the young man's face, Han Yiming held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and he didn't even dare to move, and he didn't know what to do. Suddenly thought of his vast powers, could it be that he had cast some kind of spell, so he said: "Benefactor, you don't want to ┅┅" I felt a chill on the back of my hand, as if there was water spraying on it, and when I looked down, I saw that a large piece of water gushed out from the place where the sword was cut, splashing on my body and hands, cold and piercing, and slowly turning white.

He wanted to say, "Don't scare me anymore," but when he saw a large expanse of water gushing out, he couldn't say it again. Seeing that his whole body was splashed with white, a thought came to his mind, is this blood? Is this his blood? With this thought, he was speechless, and his soul was so frightened that he couldn't even move his fingers.

After another moment, there was a "plop", and the boy fell to the ground, and there was no sound again. Han Yiming held a short sword and knelt in front of him in a daze, not moving, his heart was numb and confused. After being stunned for a while, he lowered his head and saw that his hands were covered with white blood, and he couldn't say a word.