Is this in a dream? Han Yiming settled down, only to hear that the cry was coming from behind him. It's just that Weng is angry, and he doesn't hear it so clearly. Turn around. Behind him was also the vast darkness, in the boundless darkness, the crying became more and more distant, and I didn't know where it was. Han Yiming didn't know the direction, but just followed the direction where the crying sound came. In the dark, groping forward, although there are high and low feet, there is no inconvenience, only to feel that the cry seems to be very close and seems to be very far away, what makes him keep moving forward is that although this cry does not sound clear, it seems to have been heard before, but for a moment, he can't remember where he has heard it!

Han Yiming couldn't help but think about the few cries he had heard, he hadn't heard much crying, even he hadn't cried a few times, he remembered hearing it once on the way to slay the dragon, that time the crying was thin, if there was nothing, it was like a loud voice, although there was only one, but it was also crying. Heartbreaking crying, Han Yiming has been secretly speculating that it was Jin Jiao's crying. Before Bai Long died, Jin Jiao already knew that he was determined to never return, so he cried sadly. Thinking of them, Han Yiming couldn't help but sigh softly, the white dragon had died with his own eyes, but what about Jin Jiao? Is she still alive? Can the green dragon really let her continue to live?

After a while, he came back to his senses. At this time, the sound of the wolf's cry was still echoing in his ears, and Han Yiming suddenly had a flash of inspiration and shouted: "Little girl!" This is the cry of the little girl! It is the same as the sound of its cry! As soon as he understood that this was the cry of the little girl, Han Yiming couldn't help but pull his legs and run! Ran towards the place where the cry came from.

Han Yiming ran forward for a while, and suddenly noticed that the cry was behind him again, so he immediately stopped his steps and looked around. Unfortunately, in the thick darkness of the night, he couldn't see anything. Han Yiming stopped his feet, turned around, stopped running this time, listened to the cry, and walked forward. As I got closer, I felt that my feet were high and low, and there were stones that were kicked by me and rolled to the side. The cry sounded closer, and the feet grew slower.

He was about to stop, but he heard the cry suddenly come behind him again! The cry changed direction in an instant, as if it were playing hide and seek with himself. Han Yiming couldn't help but say, "Little girl, it's me! Don't run!" As soon as he said this, he suddenly heard a churning sound, right next to him, and there was a tinkling sound in between! Han Yiming was stunned, listened carefully, but couldn't hear the sound anymore, and he couldn't even hear the crying sound at this time. Han Yiming couldn't help but be careful, and he didn't know if the word "little girl" couldn't be exported? Seeing the death of the white dragon with his own eyes, he couldn't bear to let the little girl die like this again!

sighed in his heart, and said silently: "Little good!" Suddenly, the churning rose again, this time it was so hard that Han Yiming felt that his feet trembled slightly! Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and immediately silently recited a few more "little good" in his heart, and the ground under his feet really trembled slightly, and even the surroundings had a surging momentum, and the clothes on his body were blown up by the wind.

The trembling under his feet was indeed accompanied by a small "ding" sound, Han Yiming was surprised for a while, was the little girl tethered? Han Yiming couldn't stop walking towards the place where the sound came from, but no matter how carefully he walked forward, he always took a step forward before the sound, and when he took a step back, the voice was far behind him.

Han Yiming walked several times, all of which were like this, there was nothing to be done, and he said silently in his heart: "Little girl, my cultivation is not enough, I will ask the masters to come and save you!" In front of him was still the room where he had lived for a long time in the meditation courtyard, Han Yiming sighed, and when he was about to get up, he felt that his whole body was so cold and stiff that he couldn't even move! After struggling for a long time, he still couldn't move, so he had to lie motionless on the bed and look at the roof above.

After a while, his body gradually warmed up, and Han Yiming was able to move his hands and feet. After a while, when I sat up, I felt that my legs were numb from the cold, and I needed to use my hands to move. Hurriedly rubbed the soles of his feet with his hands, rubbed them for a while, and the soles of his feet warmed up, and then got out of bed. When I walked out of the house and into the courtyard, I felt that my body was also unbearable, and the sun was very warm on my body, so I didn't go into the house, but just stood in the courtyard to bask in the sun and warm myself.

Suddenly, there was a sound of talking in front of the courtyard gate, Han Yiming turned his head to see that Shen Ruofu and Lu Jingxin were talking and laughing and walked into the hospital. What kind of dumb riddle did these two people fight before, Han Yiming heard Lu Jingxin say that before, and he thought that the two of them had something in their hearts. But at this time, it looks like a pair of excellent brothers, talking and laughing. Just watching, the two of them had already walked over, Han Yiming opened his mouth, and before the word "senior brother" could be called, there was a chill on his body. Shen Ruofu glanced at him, suddenly stopped laughing with Lu Jingxin, and looked at his face with surprise on his face! Before Han Yiming could speak, Lu Jingxin suddenly said: "It's not good! Little junior brother, what have you encountered? Go and find the master!"

Han Yiming shuddered and said: "Teacher, senior brother, I haven't met anything! I'm in the house, and ...... in the house" Speaking of this, he already felt that something was wrong, he knew that he was talking a sentence, but he always said it bummerged. He didn't stutter, but he couldn't say anything at all. Without saying any more, he closed his mouth, summoned the Ming Yuan Sword out, and flew towards Yu Xi. Fortunately, although he couldn't help but shudder, and even his hands trembled, he didn't tremble when he recited the sword trick in his heart.

When he came to Yuxi, Han Yiming already felt that his body was so cold that he was about to stiffen, and it was very difficult to even take a step. But he still tried to move forward on his legs. The hut that seemed to be in front of him was so far away that no matter how much he moved his legs, he couldn't get close to it. Han Yiming only felt that his legs were getting heavier and heavier, and it was difficult to even move, and he shouted in his heart: "Uncle Master, Uncle Master, save me!" His eyes stared at the hut.

Suddenly, there was a "bang", Han Yiming's eyes darkened, and then he hit the ground hard. It's just that in front of him is no longer the bleak grass above Yuxi, but in Yuxi's house, the master is looking at himself. Han Yiming wanted to say, "Uncle Master, save me!" but he couldn't say anything, as if his throat was frozen. Qin Wufang looked at him, sighed, and stretched out his hand. His hand became extremely long, and in the blink of an eye, it was wiped on Han Yiming's forehead, and a warmth penetrated into his body from his forehead, penetrating his heart. Han Yiming was already so cold that his teeth rattled, and this warmth went straight to his heart, and his body gradually warmed up.

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I'm very busy today, I wonder if book friends will be as busy as me at the end of the year?