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One hundred and eighty-three, teardrops

Xingchen closed his eyes, and Han Yiming stopped talking.

At this time, his body was still so hot that it was so thirsty that it smoked from his throat.

When he arrived here, he did not feel hungry, but only felt thirsty, hoping that there would be a pool of clear water to relieve his thirst. But he also knew that this was a luxury, and the more he went, the hotter he would be.

Han Yiming didn't even know how he walked into the scorched earth.

The only thing he knew was that Pingbo was also on the way to find Zhuque. If he found it, he would lose to him.

Although Xingchen told him that he and Pingbo had their own goals, Han Yiming felt that if Pingbo had come before him, he would have lost.

Han Yiming didn’t know when he had such a competitive spirit since the fight. But if Lingshan did not fight, how could he gain a foothold between heaven and earth?

After thinking for a while, I was tired and thirsty, and gradually became confused.

After a while, he opened his eyes and there were still pillars of fire surrounding him rushing towards the sky.

He Sansi was still lying on the other side without moving. Han Yiming saw that he was still moving and got up and went to see.

I saw his chest slightly undulating, and then I felt relieved. Looking at Xingchen again, I saw that he was still sitting upright, and the lotus around him was so small that it was unclear.

Han Yiming looked at the sea of ​​fire ahead, and could only reach the end if he didn't know what to do.

Suddenly a pair of eyes looked at him, but Xingchen looked at him.

When the stars were still in the shape of a child, their eyes were as dark as varnish, and the black and white were extremely lively. Now these eyes were no longer what they used to be, but they were like the cold stars in the sky, with a brilliant light.

To him, Han Yiming felt tired all over, and his eyes closed down and fell asleep involuntarily.

This time he slept soundly and was still unbearable when he woke up, but after falling asleep, he had no dreams and slept very heavily, and woke up with great sanity.

The stars were still sitting on the side, and He Sansi was still lying on the ground, while the pillars of fire in the boundless sea of ​​fire still soared into the sky, endlessly.

Han Yiming looked at He Sansi and saw that He Sansi was still in the shape of lying down. He sighed and said to Xingchen: "Can he still walk into the scorched earth?"

He swallowed the second half of his words. At this time, He Sansi had only half his life left in his eyes. How could he still reach the scorched earth?

Xingchen said: "He will definitely be able to come."

Han Yiming sighed again and said, "What's the benefit for us even if he goes to scorched earth like this?"

Xingchen said: "Even if he has only left for one breath, he will leave! This is his destiny, and he must come here. Even if he dies here, he must come."

He choked Han Yiming so much that he could not speak, and could only sigh.

Sitting silently for a while, the boundless sea of ​​fire around Xilan slowly darkened, and the time to enter the boundless sea of ​​fire has come.

But Han Yiming couldn't bear to wake up He Sansi. Seeing that he was exhausted and was extremely embarrassed, Han Yiming sighed.

After a while, He Sansi opened his eyes. The corners of his mouth were already dry and he licked his lips with the tip of his tongue. He Sansi struggled to sit up and said, "Are you leaving?"

Han Yiming looked at Xingchen and said, "Xingchen, you still have spiritual power around you. You can walk with him. How about I walk ahead?"

Xingchen didn't say anything, just looked at him. Han Yiming looked at the direction he saw, looked at Xingchen without saying a word, and walked forward.

As soon as he took a step, the hot wave of heat had already hit him. Han Yiming felt his face burning, and then his whole body was burning.

Han Yiming didn't expect that he would be so hot in front of him, which made his hair burn several times. He didn't dare to keep it at this step and retreated.

Xingchen stood up and said, "I'll walk ahead, you can walk behind."

Han Yiming retreated to Xirang, He Sansi stood up tremblingly, and Xingchen should first walk out of Xirang and move forward.

He Sansi followed behind and walked out of the air. He was already in extreme embarrassment and his pace was slow.

Han Yiming followed him, and it was still too hot, but it was not as hot as the step he had not taken before. Han Yiming just now knew why Xingchen was walking ahead, and he blocked countless heat waves for them in front.

It became increasingly difficult to walk along the way. When he had not made much progress, He Sansi had fallen several times. After walking a while, his feet were already unstable.

Han Yiming was thirsty and tired, but he still speeded up. Before He Sansi fell again, he helped him, put one of his arms on his shoulders, and raised him and walked forward.

He Sansi couldn't help but shake and was about to fall down, and it was extremely difficult to even take a step forward. Han Yiming was so embarrassed that he sighed: "Junior brother, thank you."

But Han Yiming suddenly remembered Ding Wu. In an instant, the situation when he went to the water mouth with Ding Wu, and Ding Wu's honest expression came to his heart. In this moment, many faces of Lingshan's destruction flashed in front of him.

A tear slid out along the corner of Han Yiming's eyes. He Sansi clearly saw it, but he didn't dare to ask more questions.

In the blink of an eye, the tears had dried up. Han Yiming endured it for a while and said, "Senior Brother, don't be polite. Let's go out of this place together to survive."

Xingchen was alone in front, Han Yiming followed He Sansi behind him, and the three of them walked forward together.

Han Yiming didn't know when he could get out of this boundless sea of ​​fire. He only knew that he could just take one step forward and be one step closer to the edge of this boundless sea of ​​fire.

At this time, we can no longer look back, Xingchen will never look back, Han Yiming will never look back, but He Sansi has only half his life left.

Although Han Yiming held his head and walked forward without turning his head, he was worried that he would not support it until the end.

Now that he has not even reached the edge of the boundless sea of ​​fire, he has lost half his life and can only survive. How should he go ahead?

Although Han Yiming was thirsty and was almost dried up by the endless sea of ​​fire, he still had the strength to follow the stars step by step.

He Sansi had more than one arm hanging on Han Yiming's shoulders and back. He was supported by Han Yiming, and half of him had hung it on Han Yiming. If Han Yiming let go, he would fall to the ground.

Han Yiming didn't have to lower his head and knew that he was not just staggering, but he was dragging him forward.

Suddenly, He Sansi said in a hoarse voice: "Junior brother, I'm dragging you down!"

He barely raised his head, his lips were already cracked, his hair was also burnt, and even his skin on his face was charred, which was so embarrassing.

Han Yiming has not felt tired recently, but after half-bearing He Sansi walking in this endless sea of ​​fire, he still feels a little helpless.

He didn't feel that he was lacking in strength, he just felt that he was lacking in water. If he could drink water in a big mouthful, it would be no effort to carry He Sansi.

He Sansi's cultivation is not weak, but he is so embarrassed when he arrives here. He has done his best. At this time, all Han Yiming can do is to help the senior brother leave here.

Suddenly hearing He Sansi say this, Han Yiming sighed: "Senior Brother, don't be polite. When I walk into this place, I will take my senior brother out of this place no matter how I do."
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