Huang Jingxuan said, "Yiming." Han Yiming could not bear it: "Master, this evil Taoist is the most shameless." Huang Jingxuan said anxiously: "Yiming, stop talking." Han Yiming saw a hint of anxious expression flashing from the Master's face, gritted his teeth, lowered his head and looked down at his feet. The Taoist Pingbo smiled slightly, leaned closer, and said, "Little brother, are you talking to me just now?" Han Yiming raised his head and replied, "Yes." But when Huang Jingxuan's anxious expression was not worried about him, his uncle sighed and stopped talking.

Taoist Pingbo continued to scold, "Little bastard, you're tired of living, right? Look at me..." Huang Jingxuan suddenly interrupted, "Fellow Taoist Pingbo, Huang doesn't care about what you are doing to Huang. But I can't stand it when you treat my disciples under Lingshan. Do you think I let you do whatever you want?!" Taoist Pingbo said, "Fellow Taoist Jingxuan, what do you think of your junior brother, and what should I say when you fight with me? Aren't my disciples?" Huang Jingxuan laughed: "Fellow Taoist Pingbo, then isn't my disciples a disciple? I don't know how you view it, but Xinzhu was hit by you. Your disciples were probably fell down when they fight with my junior brother, which is not the same. When they fight, they will inevitably make mistakes. Since you can miss first, can't my junior brother fail later?"

Han Yiming, unexpectedly, his master retorted so much, calmed down his anger and stared at the Taoist Pingbo fiercely. Taoist Pingbo said angrily: "I was a mistake, but your junior brother took action to knock them down!" Huang Jingxuan said: "What's the difference? Didn't they all fall down?" Taoist Pingbo said coldly: "Then I can't swallow this." Huang Jingxuan looked at him for a moment and slowly said: "Can't you swallow it? Will my mirror king of hell appear at this moment again? I can see other people's lives as if they are grass, and I can see that my life is also grass. As long as the fellow Taoist doesn't go out, then even your disciples come up together, we will all show our means. At worst, I will die here with you. What do you think?!"

His tone was stable, as if he was talking about a small matter of eating and drinking, but what he said made Han Yiming shudder. It was really hard to connect the friendly and kind second master and the two words "King of Hell". But seeing the Taoist Pingbo was frozen there for a while, he knew that what the Taoist Pingbo said was not false. He saw Taoist Pingbo was quite angry and suddenly turned to himself and said, "But this little bastard is rude to me. I can't stand this tone!" As soon as he said this, even Han Yiming knew that he was taking his anger.

Huang Jingxuan said: "Fellow Taoist Pingbo, my disciples are rude, it is because I am a master. I will accompany you and let him accompany you. We have lost three disciples, so we can go out and calculate. No one will worry about it at that time, and we can calculate it clearly. It will be useless to entangle here again." Taoist Pingbo hummed and stopped talking. Huang Jingxuan turned to Han Yiming and said: "Yiming, how can you deal with it."

The elder is so arrogant? Why don’t you apologize to the Taoist priest?” Han Yiming was not willing to apologize to this shameless Taoist, but was afraid that the master would be worried and wanted to apologize to him. He was really angry. As the senior sister fell down like this, her life and death were uncertain. She gritted her teeth and did not look up, and said in a muffled voice: “Younger doesn’t know the importance of the words, please, Master, please don’t be surprised.” This sentence was as uncomfortable as if she swallowed a fly. She didn’t raise her head, and flew down without raising her sword.

Huang Jingxuan above said, "How? If you are still worried, we will not be so easy to talk to." Taoist Pingbo laughed and said, "Don't worry, don't care about it. How can I care about the child? I will never care about him!" Zhao Haoyang's voice said, "Ha, then you are going to care about me? Do you think my surname is Zhao and you are afraid that you will not be able to do it? Wherever you are, Zhao is always waiting for the advice of Dao brother!" Han Yiming flew close to the ground, lit the candlelight of the Fanxin, and looked at the ground carefully. He only hoped that his senior sister could be found.

Suddenly something in front of him jumped up. A small black dot flashed in Han Yiming's Fanxin candlelight. He flashed sideways and let them go. When he looked back, he saw that the black shadow was like a log, swinging a slender tail, which was Bangmao. Han Yiming was shocked. Bangmao had never attacked the disciples of Lingshan. He knew this well, so he deliberately flew very low and looked at the ground. Suddenly, several black dots rushed towards the "Fire Heart Candle Fire". Seeing that they were coming in full force, Han Yiming quickly flew high on his sword and flashed. He looked down for a while, and suddenly saw two candle-like lights coming in front of him. Han Yiming hurriedly rushed over with his sword.

When they arrived in front of him, it was Sima Lingyi and Lu Jingxin. They also looked down at the boundless insect formation below. Han Yiming felt a chill in his heart and rushed forward and said, "Senior Brother, how are you? Senior Sister..." Sima Lingyi shook his head, but Lu Jingxin did not raise his head and looked at it carefully. Sima Lingyi said, "Little Brother, why are you here? You haven't been bitten by the hammer?" Han Yiming shook his head, and did not dare to ask Liu Xinzhu's whereabouts again, and also looked down carefully.

Sima Lingyi sighed and said, "No need to look for it, Junior Sister Liu, I'm afraid there will be a lot of danger." When Han Yiming heard it, he felt a little sad. Liu Xinzhu squatted in the grass and waited for the silkworm to appear and immediately appeared in front of him. He blinked and couldn't speak. Only Lu Jingxin said, "I, I'll look for it again." His voice was a little uncomfortable. When Han Yiming heard it, he felt even more sad. He lowered his head and said, "I, I'll look for it again." Sima Lingyi sighed, stopped talking, and the three of them looked at the bottom together.

After a while, Huang Jingxuan said in his voice: "How is it, have you found it?" The three of them raised their heads, and Huang Jingxuan and the people of Lingshan rushed over, and the Taoist Pingbo also followed him with his disciples. Sima Lingyi shook his head and sighed. Han Yiming still lowered his head and looked at the bottom. He didn't dare to go to the scene of Liu Xinzhu falling down. But it always appeared in front of him. She was powerless to fly into the sky again. After being hit by Taoist Pingbo, she was floating in the black fog, floating like a white orchid, and there was such a terrible place below. Han Yiming had seen how the mallet bit Pingbo Taoist Pingbo, how dare he bit Liu Xinzhu like that, but the scene rushed into his eyes. I hope that before she landed, she had already left her body and had no consciousness, at least she didn't have to suffer the biting pain.
Chapter completed!