But the silence lasted for so long that he almost thought he was far away from the two of them, away from what he could know. Just when she was in a hurry, the woman said softly, "That...... ...... still could only hear two words, everything she said seemed to be blown away by the wind in the air, and only these two words could blow to her ears. Han Yiming was very anxious, and suddenly stretched out his left hand and pinched the back of his right hand heavily, his nails sank into the flesh, and he immediately calmed down. I only felt sweat on my forehead, and before I knew it, he was so nervous that his head was full of sweat!

Now that I've calmed down, I'm able to stay out of the way and stop thinking about anything. Close your eyes, calm your mind, stop listening, slowly become empty, no longer distracting, and open your eyes. It was still pitch black all around, Han Yiming saw the thick darkness, lowered his head, and couldn't see where he was stepping on, it seemed to be hanging in the air, and there was also bottomless darkness under his feet. Suddenly, he saw a faint glow behind him, not bright, but shining all around him.

He didn't dare to make a mistake, and turned around lightly and slowly, and there was a lustrous luster behind him and in front of his current body. It was a person, the vague back of a man dressed in white! This man was really not a white dragon, and he couldn't tell where he recognized it, but Han Yiming recognized it. This back is so blurry, blurred that it is almost a white shadow, and in the blur, you can barely distinguish the back of a person. As for being tall, short, fat and thin, it is really impossible to distinguish, this figure seems to be changing with the wind, dancing with the wind, big and small, long and short, where can you distinguish it so clearly! Han Yiming froze his breath, and unconsciously, he condensed his breath!

The back suddenly stretched out his hand, stretched out his hand towards the darkness, and said, "I want to ......" Han Yiming's eyes were sharp, and he saw that there was a circle of silver light on his palm, which overflowed in his hand, pulling his already ethereal figure even more incomplete. A bright spot lit up in front of him, and he was farther away, and he couldn't see what it was. Han Yiming couldn't help but widen his eyes, looked at that little bright spot, looked at it for a while, and then saw that it seemed to be a hand. The hand hesitated for a moment, and with a light touch on the silver light, the silver light disappeared without a trace!

The hand also disappeared without a trace with the silver light, and in the thick darkness, only the man's erratic back still shimmered faintly. Han Yiming wondered in his heart: "What is that silver light, is it auspicious, or fierce?" seemed to know that he was taking a closer look, and the man suddenly flicked the sleeves of his robe, and a gust of wind blew in his face, blowing Han Yiming's face as painful as a needle bayonet, his eyes were dry, and his eyes were so painful that they seemed to be about to crack!

Han Yiming didn't close his eyes, his eyes were still open, this back, this back...... Suddenly, the back that was already as weak as smoke began to become swelling, swelling, and thinning and transparent, and then there was a soft "snap" sound, and it was blown away by the all-pervasive gust of wind! Han Yiming's eyes widened in disbelief, and the figure was gone! The woman who made the voice was long gone, and he was the only one left here!

Not knowing where he came from, and not knowing how to leave, Han Yiming stood in the darkness for no reason. Suddenly, I felt sad and sad. The mood was gloomy, someone grabbed his arm, and there was a humane in his ear: "Little junior brother, wake up!" Han Yiming was suddenly startled, his eyes lit up, and he saw Gu Qingquan facing him, Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and everyone in front of him walked back and forth, the sun was dazzling, and there was a hearty laugh. In a trance, Gu Qingquan said, "Senior brother, have you woken up?"

It turned out to be a dream, an immersive dream. Han Yiming breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and before he could speak, Gu Qingquan said: "The head of Yuanhui specially asked someone to invite you to come over to talk, you always fall asleep and can't wake up, Uncle Shi said that you are tired, wake up and go." Are you awake?" Yes, Senior Brother Yuan Hui is already the head of Yuan Hui, Han Yiming nodded indiscriminately, and said, "I'm awake, thank you Senior Brother for calling me." He looked around and said, "I'll go and wash, and I'll go when I'm done." ”

He stood up, shook the dust off his clothes, still tired, yawned, and looked for water to wash. There are springs near the places where the various factions are sleeping, and today he got up late, and when he came to the spring, only a few senior brothers of the other sects who he didn't know were still washing. Han Yiming stood for a while, and waited until they had finished washing up and left, then squatted down and put his hand into the spring water.

On the back of his right hand, there was a deep nail mark, pinched as deep as possible, and it had become a bend of blue and purple, and even the skin was broken, but fortunately it did not bleed. Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, this was pinched by himself! He remembered that in the dream, his left hand pinched the back of his right hand hard. But is it really a dream? When I saw this nail print, I couldn't help but have some doubts that it wasn't a dream. Who is that back? The back is not clear, it is not clear at that time, and then the memory is also blurry. But that voice was really deep in my memory, and I knew it to the extreme! If I could hear a complete sentence, I would have recognized who he was.

Is he a senior of the Lingshan faction? That plain clothes, even if he can't see it clearly, he also feels extremely kind, if it is the predecessor of the Lingshan faction, who is it? Is that woman a golden Jiao? What about the white dragon? Where has the white dragon gone? Han Yiming's heart was heavy, and he gritted his teeth, but he couldn't figure it out. Is it the master? or the fourth uncle? or the fifth uncle? In his heart, he pulled several teachers over to compare them one by one, and even the back of the senior brother was also pulled over to compare, but he was still not sure.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, Han Yiming came back to his senses, glanced at the marks on the back of his hand, reached out and picked up a handful of water, and splashed it on his face. The coolness of the heart immediately made him extremely clear-headed. I washed up quickly and walked away from the spring. The later senior brother nodded to him, he didn't know who this senior brother's surname was, and he didn't even see his face clearly, but said, "Senior brother, early." Then he turned and departed.

When he walked out of the woods, he saw several people dressed in gray standing in front of the master from a distance, and the master turned around and beckoned to him from afar. Han Yiming hurriedly went over, and Lu Yueqing said: "Yiming, these are the senior brothers of Chenxi Mountain. The head of Yuan Hui specially asked these senior brothers to come and invite you to catch up. You go with these senior brothers to meet the head of Yuan Hui!" Han Yiming was a little reluctant in his heart, every time he met Yuan Hui, he felt strange, although Yuan Hui had also spoken frankly to him, but Han Yiming felt a little unpredictable-

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