Huang Songtao said: I believe it naturally. Han Yiming smiled slightly: If Master Uncle doesn't believe it, I can't do anything. However, Master Pingbo has been unable to get along with me Lingshan. Master I am not afraid of anything else. I have no ambitions to Brother Songfeng, but if Master Pingbo really walks face to face with Senior Brother Songfeng, I dare not guarantee Master Pingbo will not have any thoughts. If I guess correctly, Master Pingbo will definitely tell Master Pingbo will send back Senior Brother Songfeng in the future. This is just a talk. What will happen then? Maybe. He stopped and said casually: Besides, if we really fight with Master Pingbo, I don't think Senior Brother Songfeng can escape this fight. Huang Songtao was shocked, and Han Yiming's words meant, he could understand the meaning of him. If Pingbo really had a fight with Lingshan.

If he doesn't go, he may not say that Lingshan will drag Songfeng up. If he drags Songfeng up, it will be like dragging him and his disciples. In fact, he has become distracted by the fact that Songfeng is the leader. What is the head of Lingshan going to do? At this time, Han Yiming said that he was worried about the Pixie Sword. If the Pixie Sword is lost, it will be a problem. Such a treasure sword does have extraordinary spiritual power, who can attract

I don’t know yet, but Songfeng is undoubtedly more destined to be with this sword. Lingshan hasn’t used Songfeng and Pixie Sword to threaten him for so long, but Pingbo is not. Pingbo would definitely threaten him after Pingbo has Songfeng and Pixie Sword. Lingshan seems to have no idea about Songfeng. If Songfeng can come back with Pixie Sword, it would be better. Songfeng can’t count on him, then the two powers will be affected...

He raised his head and looked at Han Yiming. Han Yiming stopped talking. Huang Songtao patted his hands and a cup of tea appeared on the table. He said: You have come all the way, I must have worked hard to get on the road. Han Yiming did not refuse and said: Thank you Master. He picked up the tea cup, brushed the tea leaves, and took a sip. Huang Songtao said: Lingshan has always been with me, and I don’t think too much about the well water. What kind of fate does he have with this sect mean? I don’t have to force it too much.

The Pixie Sword was originally the treasure of this sect, so I asked the leader of Han to return it to me for the sake of past situations. Han Yiming said: Don’t worry, as long as I get the Pixie Sword, I will immediately send it back to my master. Huang Songtao sighed: I understand your purpose. I will never turn to the dispute between Lingshan and Wanxu Temple. I also have so many disciples under my sect. You must forgive my Mingzhe for protecting myself. The lives of my disciples are also lives, so I just want to save them.

When Han Yiming heard him talk about this, he knew that he would not join forces with Pingbo at the moment, and immediately said: Please rest assured, Master, I still want this little face. If we meet the brothers of Wanxuguan, we must protect Senior Brother Songfeng from the slightest mistake. Huang Songtao pondered for a moment and said: Thank you very much. By the way, who did you meet when you came? Han Yiming saw him asking this, and said: I met Qian Ruohua. Huang Songtao said: Then, you... Han Yiming said: I'll get out of here, they must have come to coerce the uncle.

I don't want my uncle to make things difficult for me, so I won't face them. Besides, they are here to find my uncle. If something happens, Pingbo will definitely come to make things difficult for me, so I avoided it and let them go back. He gently exposed this matter, which made Huang Songtao feel relieved and said: Yes, thank you for letting them go for my sake. Don't let this matter worsen and let Pingbo come to find it. Thank you to you. Han Yiming said: Then, my nephew will say goodbye. Huang Songtao did not keep him, and sent him to the door. Han Yiming summoned the sword and returned with the wind.

He returned all the way, thinking about Huang Songtao's words over and over again. Huang Songtao was a little wise to the base, and seemed to be about Wuming. If he was not obsessed with Wuming, there would be an enemy in Lingshan! Han Yiming couldn't help but worry. If Huang Songtao became the enemy of Lingshan, he would definitely be a strong enemy. Just as he was thinking, there was a voice beside him and said: Master, what are you thinking? Han Yiming was stunned. The voice was crisp and tender. He turned his head and saw that Xingchen had come to him at some point, with his hands bearing him.

Behind him, a pair of big eyes looked at him, his expression was a child, but his movements were an adult. He couldn't help but say: Why did you come here? Xingchen said: I didn't come here at first, but I just came here halfway. What was the head thinking? I was so fascinated by the thoughts. Han Yiming said: You must have a reason for coming here, tell me, what are you doing here? Xingchen smiled: The head really knows me very much. I saw a treasure here, so I came here to see if I could take some back.

Han Yiming looked around and said: What treasure did you see? Xingchen said: Does the leader want to see it too? Han Yiming said: That's natural. I don't notice the baby's eyesight, let's take a look and gain some insight.

Xingchen smiled and said: OK, okay! The leader came to chase me. He ran away as soon as he said he ran away. His little body rushed forward like a meteor. Han Yiming quickly followed behind with his sword. Han Yiming's method of escorting to the sky was extremely fast. Xingchen's method of escorting to the sky was so amazing. His little body rushed forward like a light breeze. Han Yiming chased with all his strength, and he could only follow behind with his sword technique. Xingchen ran all the way and laughed all the way, very proud. Han Yiming couldn't chase him and admired his magic.

After running for a while, Xingchen stopped his steps, turned around, looked at Han Yiming, and pointed to the bottom. Han Yiming looked in the direction he pointed, and it was pitch black below. Ning Xin looked again and saw that there was nothing else below except the dense forest. There was no strangeness. Han Yiming raised his eyes and looked at Xingchen. Xingchen said: "The leader doesn't know this?" I have been looking for it for a long time. Han Yiming said: What is this? Xingchen said: This is called the heavenly divine wood. Han Yiming heard the word "shen wood" and looked down, and could not see anything strange. He looked at Xingchen's eyes shining and asked him: What's the use? Xingchen's eyes turned and said: "Prince, let's take it back first. Han Yiming said: OK. Xingchen fell down, and Han Yiming also fell down with him and fell to the ground. Only then did he find this.

The sacred tree of Jutian is extremely high and huge, with a thick tree so many people can't surround it. It grows straight upward, with no branches and small leaves. Looking at the side, there are also this sacred tree of Jutian, and there are countless sacred trees here.
Chapter completed!