In mid-air, He Yiming hugged the treasure pig. With one hundred and eight, flying slowly.

He turned his head, looked behind him, frowned slightly, and said, "Brother Bai, why hasn't the thunderbolt come yet?"

After feeling the aura of challenge, He Yiming knew that it must be the colorful holy tiger he had encountered in Zhongjing City.

Although this big tiger is famous, it has no divine beast bloodline after all, whether it is compared to the white horse thunder and lightning or the treasure pig, it is more than a step worse. The White Horse Thunderbolt was able to kick and play with even the top Beast King Spirit Elephant in that holy beast, so there was naturally no problem in dealing with a colorful holy tiger.

According to their pre-inference, as long as they slow down for a while, the white horse will definitely be able to catch up.

However, to their surprise, until now, they still have found nothing. Looking back into the distance, there was no such fast and proud figure as the white horse.

One hundred and eight glanced at He Yiming calmly and said, "Don't worry, it's no problem." ”

"Really?"

"I've calculated. The possibility of the Colorful Holy Tiger defeating Thunder and Lightning is infinitely close to zero, and its challenge to Thunder and Lightning this time has already provoked Thunderbolt's murderous intent, and it will definitely die. ”

He Yiming hesitated, he nodded slowly, and said worriedly: "Thunder and lightning won't hurt." ”

"No, it won't. Without hesitation, Bai and Eight said categorically: "The strength of the thunder and lightning is much stronger than that of the Colorful Holy Tiger, so there is no possibility of injury." ”

He Yiming nodded again and again, but for some reason, there was a faint omen in his heart.

He glanced at One Hundred and Eight, and under normal circumstances, he was convinced of One Hundred and Eight's inferences, because this guy rarely made mistakes.

However, there was one thing that he remembered vividly, when he went to sea in the past, Baiping's evaluation of the small boat once made him have a very depressed time.

And at this moment, perhaps because of the shadow in his heart, He Yiming thought of the conversation with Bai and Eight on the sea ship that day for no reason.

Shaking his head, He Yiming put this thought aside. Because he was also very aware of the huge gap in strength between the White Horse with the blood of the Divine Beast and the Colorful Sacred Tiger. From any point of view, there is no reason to lose and get hurt.

The treasure pig in He Yiming's arms suddenly snorted, looking quite excited.

He Yiming was slightly stunned, his eyes looked behind him, and a smile of relief suddenly appeared on his face.

A white dot came into his eyes from a distant place, although this white dot was a little faint, but He Yiming, who was very familiar with him, recognized it at once.

It's just, just in the blink of an eye. The smile on He Yiming's face suddenly froze.

His mouth was wide open, and his face was full of astonishment.

That white dot was gradually expanding, and this speed was enough to make any holy beast feel ashamed. However, in He Yiming's eyes, he could clearly sense that the speed of the white horse was much slower than before.

Without thinking, he turned around and greeted him.

Behind him, one hundred and eight's jewel-like eyes emitted a huge light, and countless pieces of information were chaotic, as if they were in danger of falling into a crash.

In his reasoning, the White Horse Raiden would definitely be able to win easily, and it was even more unlikely that there would be any possibility of injury. But in fact, with his unique eye structure, he has already seen the embarrassed appearance of the white horse at this moment.

This fact was beyond his computing power, and for the first time he had a sense of proclamation chaos.

However, his body only stayed for a while, and he immediately chased after He Yiming.

Soon, He Yiming had already rendezvous with the white horse thunderbolt holding the treasure pig, and after seeing the appearance of the thunderbolt at the moment, He Yiming's heart was filled with anger and anger.

There were many more sporadic wounds on Raiden's body, especially on the left side of his body. It's already bloodstained. Not only that, but on one of Raiden's back thighs, there were several sharp teeth, which pierced deeply into Raiden's thighs.

Every time Thunderbolt runs, the muscles in its thighs twitch, although He Yiming has not experienced it personally, but it is conceivable that this pain is definitely not easy to bear.

He Yiming's body shook, and he had already come to Bai Ma's side, he didn't ask why Bai Ma was so badly injured, but reached out and gently slapped Bai Ma's thigh.

The powerful true qi had already come to those wounds in an instant, and those sharp teeth trembled slightly, and then shot out backwards like arrows from the string.

Originally, there wasn't much blood that flowed out here, but when these sharp teeth were taken out by He Yiming, a large amount of blood suddenly flowed out.

He Yiming's brows furrowed slightly, and the true qi flowed through these wounds, and the blood quickly stopped.

The white horse thunderbolt stood silently, and the great pain did not seem to affect it at all.

He Yiming looked up, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. At this time, the white horse seemed to have undergone some kind of transformation, although he couldn't understand this change, but this feeling was absolutely right.

took out a white stone from his arms, and He Yiming handed it to Bai Ma's mouth. As soon as it gnawed its teeth, it immediately bit off a small half.

As the white horse chewed slowly, a thick milky white light flashed on its body.

He Yiming knew that this was a sign that Bai Ma's injury was about to recover.

Shiraishi's wonderful use is incomprehensible, and this small injury can only be said to be a trivial matter for Shiraishi's healing ability, and it only takes a short moment of effort. can be fully restored.

He Yiming turned his head and said hatefully: "Brother Bai, didn't you say that thunder and lightning won't hurt?"

One hundred and eight opened its mouth, and suddenly a slight sound came out of its belly, followed by a puff of black smoke from his mouth.

He Yiming looked at him dumbfounded, not understanding what the hell he was doing.

However, he never imagined that Hundred and Eight would fall straight down and hit the ground with a thud.

He Yiming and Bao Zhu glanced at each other, and they both saw deep fear in each other's eyes.

There is really a ghost today, dealing with a small colorful holy tiger, the white horse will be so seriously injured, and what is even more terrifying is that one hundred and eight actually fell, this is the first time he has such an abnormal situation.

In their combination, Bai and Eight has always played a role like a needle in the sea, and the psychological impact of this fall on He Yiming was even far greater than BMW's injury.

A light neighing came from behind him, and the light on the white horse's body had all disappeared, and as He Yiming expected, the wounds on its body had also disappeared.

The white horse of the divine horse appeared in front of He Yiming again, but compared with before, it seemed to have grown a lot. Even the temperament has changed subtly.

It seems to be a little less jumpy and a little more calm.

"Hoo ......"

He sat up from the ground abruptly, and then his body stiffened to his feet.

He Yiming pulled his cheeks and said bitterly: "Brother Bai, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, the program was chaotic, I rebooted it. ”

He Yiming frowned, but it was a pity that although he and Bai Baiba had been together for many years, they still couldn't understand this sentence.

He sighed softly. Turned over and said, "Let's continue chasing." ”

The white horse thunderbolt turned into a white line, and went forward again at the fastest speed, and on its tail, one hundred and eight was still dragging and levitating. However, compared to the beginning, the white horse no longer made the billowing yellow smoke, but walked forward with great seriousness.

And He Yiming learned the previous lesson, and he never mentioned what happened to these two guys.

In fact, no matter what happens to them, as long as they are still by their side, it is enough......

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An hour later, there was a slight cheer from the mouth of the treasure pig, and He Yiming immediately understood that they were gradually getting closer.

However, He Yiming soon found that on the way they were going, there was a middle-aged man in a blue robe standing abruptly, with his hands behind his back, standing in the middle of the road they had to pass. In his hand, he was holding a golden wolf's hair, swaying it casually, as if he was painting in the void.

He Yiming glanced at him, although he had already felt the powerful aura rippling from this person's body, he did not make any stops. As long as this person doesn't stop him, he doesn't mind letting the white horse thunderbolt detour a little, but if he wants to block it, then he will be ready to meet the anger of one person and two beasts other than one hundred and eight at the same time.

The white horse turned around slightly, bypassing this person's side, but at this moment, the man spoke: "Do you want to know Zhan Xuan's whereabouts?"

The white horse suddenly raised his hooves and stopped abruptly.

He Yiming turned his head, his eyes flashing, and said, "You know?"

When he was in the northwest, He Yiming once asked Tianchi Yimai to inquire about the origin and whereabouts of the severed finger.

After learning that he was related to Kairong Kingdom, his name was easily known, but his person seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. Even with the strength of the Tianchi lineage, he couldn't find out where he was hiding.

He Yiming had long planned that after returning from southern Xinjiang this time, he would definitely put an end to this grievance. But I didn't expect someone to say this sentence here.

The man smiled slightly and said, "The old man heard a message by chance, and I don't know if it can be helpful to Your Excellency. ”

"Speak. ”

"As far as the old man knows, when the Qilian Twin Demons returned to the Cave Heaven and Blessed Land, there was once a finger breaker by his side. The man smiled slightly and said, "The old man knows so much, as for believing it or not, please do it." ”

He Yiming looked at him coldly, and suddenly asked, "What do you call Your Excellency?"

"The old man Yan Feicheng, the deputy master of Huangquanmen, made Brother He smile. ”

He Yiming raised his eyebrows lightly, looked at him suspiciously, and finally said, "Thank you for your advice." He patted the horse's back lightly, and the white horse thunderbolt continued to chase after him like a fly.

Yan Fei sighed and muttered: "The old man is also strong, whether he can escape to the ancestor depends on your own creation......