Han Yiming said, "Senior Brother, have you arranged for Senior Brother He to live? Then I'll go and have a look." He said to Xingchen, "You have fun." Xingchen didn't even look at him, and the spiritual hair on his little hand had become a circle. Chen Ruofu smiled and said, "If there is really his, my hair will be used to play with it." Before he finished speaking, Xingchen's palm lit up, and a spiritual light flashed, and the spiritual hair was burning. A scream came from the spiritual hair. The spiritual hair lit up and turned into ashes for a moment.

This time, the two people were surprised. Han Yiming was stunned on the spot. Chen Ruofu quickly rushed up and reached out to pat the spiritual hair on Xingchen's hand, but it was too late, and only slapped a little thin ash. Chen Ruofu looked at the thin ash in his hand and squatted down to ask Xingchen: "Why did you want to burn it?" Xingchen didn't say anything, his eyes looked at Chen Ruofu, but his little mouth was closed tightly. Han Yiming was still counting on the future to use this spiritual hair to save the lives of his senior brothers and sisters. But he actually made the spirit fever, and he squatted down and said: "Why did you burn it?" Xingchen still didn't say anything, and a pair of black eyes looked to the side. Chen Ruofu had never seen Han Yiming get so angry, so he hurriedly grabbed him: "Junior brother, don't worry, I'll ask."

He touched Xingchen's head first, Xingchen looked at him, and then said, "Xingchen, why did you burn spiritual hair?" Xingchen pouted his mouth, lowered his head, but didn't say anything. Chen Ruofu said, "Do you know that this is the leader who will use to save our lives in the future?" Xingchen still didn't say anything, Chen Ruofu sighed and patted her head gently: "You go and play." Xingchen turned around and ran away. Han Yiming wanted to reach out to pull him, but Chen Ruofu pulled him: "Junior brother, don't pull him, he won't say anything." Han Yiming said anxiously: "This is too naughty. What's wrong with playing? You have to play spiritual hair!

If his fellow disciples are injured this time, where can I ask someone to help me?" Chen Ruofu said, "Junior brother, don't worry. Xingchen has never done anything that is not good for Lingshan. Maybe he has plans?" This sentence reminded Han Yiming, and thought about it carefully and said, "Senior brother, it's strange. Although his work is strange and has no reason, it's really not bad for Lingshan after careful consideration. But this time I can't say that. I took Du Chao's spiritual hair, thinking that if his fellow disciples are injured in the future, I can ask him to help me. Now, no one has the ability to cure diseases and save people."

Both of them didn't say anything, and after a while, Chen Ruofu said, "But, junior brother, you think so. Although we have no Du Chao to treat him, isn't Pingbo helping him? Du Chao is his disciple. If his disciple has any injury, will no one help him now? Therefore, Xingchen's actions are not as great as Pingbo." Han Yiming sighed, "Senior brother is right, but I always feel that Xingchen acts strangely and ignores everything. Although he has not caused any trouble now, how can he cause trouble in the future?" Chen Ruofu smiled and said, "Junior brother, you just think so much! So what if you cause trouble? So what if you don't cause trouble? Not to mention that he has not caused trouble yet, just say that if he really causes trouble, you are the head of the sect, you can only take care of him. Junior brother, I never doubt that you will be the head of the sect.

It is not good for fellow disciples. What you are thinking about is to carry Lingshan on your shoulders. As a senior brother, I would like to advise you that Lingshan is not something you can carry on your shoulders alone. The actions of fellow disciples are also the same. As long as you think about it, Xingchen is not our spiritual hair, don’t blame him. In my opinion, Xingchen does differently from us. What he does seems to be a child’s work, which is quite rough, but in the future, it may not be like this. Qian Ruohua was injured by you? It was Du Chao who saved him. Without Du Chao, he would have died under your sword. I think it’s nothing if Xingchen burns this spiritual hair. Why can Qian Ruohua be resurrected from the dead? Is it because of Du Chao? How much has his Lingshan fellow disciple been plotted by him? If he had died long ago, I am afraid that we can live a few more!"

Han Yiming really didn't think of this, staring at the young senior brother in a daze. After a moment, he said, "What the senior brother said is very true. I just thought that Du Chao had saved me at least, and

If anyone of us is injured in the future, we can ask him to save him." Chen Ruofu said, "Junior brother, think about it, if we don't become enemies with Pingbo, we might ask Du Chao to help you. If we are against Pingbo, Du Chao will help you? Not to mention Pingbo, he would just shut him down first, just say that we live one more person, and he will not be able to save him! The spirit fever is burned, so you don't have to blame Xingchen for this. How can you blame the fellow disciples for outsiders?

Dianpingbo did the best. Although he protected his shortcomings, but others scolded him, he was not allowed to protect him? Who else could protect him? Can you expect others to show mercy? If you want to punish him, you can punish him within the sect, but you must never let others punish him. Didn’t the masters protect you like this on that day?” Han Yiming was silent and nodded after a moment: “What my senior brother said is very true, I will not blame Xingchen. As my senior brother said, I will definitely protect my fellow disciples in the future and not let others blame others.”

Suddenly I remembered Qing Zhubiao and said, "Senior Brother, we have seen Qing Zhubiao." Chen Ruofu smiled and said, "How is it?" Han Yiming shook his head slightly and nodded again: "Xingchen took me to see him. He was as good as a fish in water. He used the spells taught by the senior brother, but he was very skillful in using them, but he was not plotted by Wanxuguan." Song Chuqun said to Chen Ruofu and listened to Chen Ruofu. Chen Ruofu smiled and said, "Okay, it's worth my hard work. He is really a scoundrel.

Cunning, just this little bit of rogue cunning is just right to deal with Pingbo. In a while, Qian Ruohua may not be his opponent. I want to see him plotting against Qian Ruohua. Now Du Chao is silent, Qian Ruohua has no amulet. If he encounters any accident, he will have no chance to survive again. He has plotted so many times and died so many people, so he shouldn't have lived in the world. God is jealous of talent! He wants to be this talent, so let Qing Zhubiao fulfill him."

Suddenly, a loud scream was heard, and a voice cried, "You bad guys, killed my master and deceived me here again. What do you want to do to me?" The boy woke up, and Chen Ruofu said, "Junior brother, go and see. As soon as he wakes up, he will make a fuss. You are here, go and see." When Han Yiming brought the boy back, he was in a coma and had never spoken to the boy, and said, "Okay, I'll go and see." Chen Ruofu took him to the boy's place. Before he entered the door, he heard the boy shouting loudly, walked into the house, and saw Lu Jingxin and Senior Brother Weber inside the house.
Chapter completed!