Ding Wudao: "Senior brother, if you want to start, I can't stop it." But I don't think I'd have done anything to him if it were me, he doesn't deserve my killing. Senior brother, can you really kill a person who is not worthy of your attack? You know that this is just your anger and kill him, and you will not change anything, not to mention that he is not a person worthy of your killing! After you kill him, something in your heart will die. Therefore whoever you slay will be worthy of your death!"

This sentence stopped Han Yiming, is the smallpox Daoist worthy of his killing? Not worth it! But if it is the smallpox Daoist, he will definitely be killed. As for the Pingbo Dao people, they are definitely worthy of his killing! Han Yiming looked at Ding Wu, did not say this thought, but said: "I have memorized what the senior brother said. Think twice before you start. Ding Wu said: "Okay, let's go." It's also dawning, so I don't have to stay here anymore. He took out the white cloth from his bosom and handed it to Han Yiming: "Senior brother, it can cover the aura of your sword, you can use it to wrap the sword." Han Yiming silently took it in his hand, took off the Mingyuan sword on his back, and wrapped it in a white cloth.

Ding Wu looked at the place where there had been a courtyard for a moment, turned around and picked up Ruxin and left, Han Yiming and Lingxin followed behind, walked a few steps, looked back, and Linggu was slowly standing up and following this side. In the dawn, the spirit bones glowed with a faint white light, and Han Yiming suddenly felt extremely sad. The master used to be handsome, but now he has become a white bone, which is really embarrassing. Ding Wutou didn't reply and said, "Let's go, the fifth uncle will follow." Uncle Shi won't go as fast as we do, but he will always follow us. The light that comes from your head is the reason why it comes. After Han Yiming saw it once, he didn't dare to look back at it a second time, and followed Ding Wu and Lingxin to the north.

The spirit bones really followed behind them, and every time Han Yiming saw the spirit bones appear, his heart felt sour. He is with Senior Brother Ding and Lingxin, and if there is anything going on, he can still take care of each other. But the spirit bone was alone behind them, and he wanted to stop countless times, waiting for the spirit bone to catch up and move forward together. But they have strangely dressed spiritual hearts, which are already very eye-catching, and coupled with spiritual bones, I am afraid that many people will be followed behind them.

Lingxin's right arm was exposed under the blue sky and white sun, and it was very swaggering and eye-catching along the way. She herself is completely indifferent, completely unconcerned about the eyes of others. It's really the temperament of a flower, and I don't care about it in the eyes of the world. Fortunately, the little dragon on her arm looked inconspicuous, it grew very fast, and after a few days, it was wrapped around Lingxin's arm, like an arm wrapping gold, and Lingxin's right arm was particularly beautiful. Han Yiming saw that she didn't care at all, and he also knew that she was pure-hearted and completely incomprehensible to the world, so there was no need to mention her.

On the evening of this day, they missed their lodging and could only sleep in the wild, and Han Yiming's first look was the place where the spirit bones came from. They had traveled all the way for many days, and if they had a place to rest, the spirit bones would wait nearby, and in the morning they set out, and the spirit bones would follow. If they have no place to stay, the bones will be by their side. Lingxin looked at him and looked at where the spirit bones came from, and said, "It will follow, you don't have to look." Han Yiming sighed: "If Master can also go with us, it will be better?" Lingxin said: "Will it be good? I don't think it's good! We are walking on the road, and there are already people watching us along the way, which shows how weird the three of us are." She was fine, and the eyes that looked at her arm all the way were attributed to the three of them walking together. Han Yiming said: "Then the master walks with us, it is nothing more than weird, why not?"

Lingxin said: "That's not weird. If people see it walking with us, it will be screaming all the way! And screaming again and again, maybe some people will faint, do you believe it? I don't believe it, others will see it walking and not screaming!" Han Yiming thought about it well, anyone who saw a skeleton that could walk, there was no one who didn't scream. I don't know how many screams the spirit bone has encountered these days, but it just can't speak. Someone is bound to encounter it. Lingxin suddenly said, "Hey, what is that?"

Han Yiming looked at what she was pointing at, and there was some noise in the grass in front of her, so he said, "It's mostly snakes, insects, rats and ants." You don't have to be surprised. Lingxin said: "Are there snakes, insects, rats and ants here?" As he spoke, a small black shadow, hesitating, walked out of the grass. Before Han Yiming could see what it was, with a wave of his spiritual hand, the black shadow screamed and fell to the ground! Han Yiming couldn't help but say, "Even a chicken, are you afraid of being like this?"

It was really a chicken, with black hair and yellow claws, Han Yiming went to pick it up and said, "Well, pheasant." Ding Wu said on the side: "It's not a pheasant, it's raised by someone." Before the words fell, there was a sound of footsteps in front of him, and a young man's voice shouted: "Xiao Hei, where did you lay the eggs again? Look at me to find them one by one!" Han Yiming said: "The master is coming to the door!" Lingxin said: "Well, okay, let the family come to you to settle accounts." Han Yiming said: "I didn't kill it, what are you looking for me to do?" Lingxin said: "But you take it? Who are you looking for?" Lingxin sometimes has such words coming out, simple and straightforward, thinking that it has been a long time since he entered the WTO, so for these little tricks, he has no teacher. The spiritual heart is really weird, and it is often confusing.

Han Yiming didn't bother to argue with her, threw the dead chicken in his hand, and after a while, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy ran in front of him. Under the moonlight, the young man was in tattered clothes and unkempt. He had a straw rope tied around his waist, his torn pants up to his knees, and his legs were covered in mud. When he suddenly saw three people, he was startled, stopped his steps, and did not come. Han Yiming didn't say hello, Ding Wu hugged the sleeping Ruxin, sat on the side, and didn't come close. The young man glanced at them a few times, turned around and wanted to run, but he stopped his steps, he saw the dead chicken at Han Yiming's feet, and he hesitated, but he didn't turn his legs and run away.

Han Yiming saw that he wanted to go or not, and he was a little hesitant to let go recently, knowing that he couldn't give up this dead chicken, so he bent down and lifted the dead chicken, and said to him: "Is it your chicken? I'm sorry, my sister accidentally killed me, or I'll pay you some money!" Although he doesn't have much money on him, he still has money to lose a chicken. Originally, a chicken was not worth much, so it was lost. The young man was not close, with a pair of small eyes, he looked at him again and again, and then at Ding Wu and Lingxin, Han Yiming saw that he was not close, and knew that he was a little scared. He's just one person, and there are four people here, and whoever it is, he'll be a little scared.

Finally, the weather is clear, and it is also a day of vacation. Have a nice weekend!