However, the two long blood marks that passed through the snow-white skin on Zi Shang's face were lingering in his mind. If the two blood marks had no color, would they be tears? Are she shed blood and tears? Han Yi was so shocked that he was about to jump up. He couldn't help but feel the anger that could not be hidden when he saw Zi Shang with his second master. But he still didn't want to guess what was there, perhaps out of respect for the second master, or perhaps because he didn't know much about many things. After all, he was not a disciple as smart as a senior brother, and he did not have such rich experiences, so he was unwilling to explore many things too much.

When he saw the White Dragon couple from afar, he felt much more peaceful when he saw that they were all well. Although he knew that he was following the elders of this sect to slay the dragon, and the day to meet the White Dragon swordsman was coming sooner or later, Han Yiming hoped that this day would never come for no reason, and even forgot that they would turn against each other sooner or later. Whenever he heard someone complaining about the White Dragon's cunning, he felt extremely happy. The first thing he arrived was: "He got out again." He was also accompanied by joy and happy laughter. However, this laugh was only in his heart, and it was not revealed at all.

In the following days, there were more opportunities to pass by Bai Long. A few times, they almost passed by Bai Long. At this time, everyone no longer had the chaos as before. With a flash of inspiration, the disciples of each sect were no longer disciples, but teachers and commanders of each sect. The disciples of each sect followed the commanders and followed one after another. No longer, the disciples who were eager for success and profit rushed forward, no longer scrambled to argue with each other. Compared to the previous swarm of rushing forward, they were not sure how stable it was at this time, but Han Yiming saw it and felt extremely sad.

Although he is not a very smart disciple, he is a little chilling in his current state. Although he has no strategy, he has been at home for a few days and has a little knowledge of chess. He knows that if he continues to be in such a stalemate, the White Dragons will definitely lose. Everyone here has settled the matter earlier, and there will inevitably be endless magic weapons and tricks in the future. Although the master has detained the certificate and asked to use the Vajra trapped dragon circle to conquer the White Dragons, but don't

The sect could not have been able to come up with magic weapons. Although the White Dragon couple had strong magic power, they might not be really the opponent of these people. That day, he was already uneasy when he heard the "Vajra trapped the Dragon Circle". Although he did not understand what this Vajra trapped the Dragon Circle was, he once witnessed it with his own eyes and trapped Xiaoguai. The White Dragon was not a dragon. Then it was easy for the Vajra trapped the Dragon Circle to trap him. Fortunately, his master refused with all his might, which made Han Yiming feel a little relieved.

At this time, he hated that his magic was low and he could not communicate with him. After practicing for more than half a year, he only had the sword-controlling technique, like the shadow-chasing sword and Qianjun Slash. If there was another magic that could send sounds instantly, wouldn’t he be able to inform Bailong about his actions in time and let them avoid it in time? At this point, he couldn’t help but smile bitterly. How could such a magic be there? Then he thought, the master’s mind cultivation technique can not only see through what others are in the hearts, but also talk in the other party’s heart. If he had been earlier... he could only smile bitterly, laughing at himself was considered practicing, but he did not know the mystery of magic, and he never tried to make every effort to excel in magic. The disciples of the Lingshan Sect did not judge their cultivation based on the level of magic, but at this time, Han Yiming hated that his magic was low and could not be able to handle it.

After missing Bailongzhi several times, Han Yiming himself realized something was wrong. Several times he saw the light of the sky flashing, but ran over but found nothing. He didn't realize it was abnormal, but two times he felt his chest boiling in the air. He was shocked first, and he didn't know if Bailong was by his side. While everyone was flying in the air, he closed his eyes quietly. There was indeed a flash of fleeting spiritual light in front of his dark eyes. He knew that Bailong was indeed approaching and became more and more anxious. He was afraid of hitting him, but he could only watch the crowd rushing in a huge and powerful manner. He was so anxious that his vest was sweating like a slurry, but he couldn't say anything, and he didn't know what to do. But fortunately, he went wherever he went, searched within a radius of dozens of miles, but there was no trace of Bailong, so he felt relieved.

Another time, when everyone rushed forward, Han Yiming felt his chest hotter, and his heart was anxious, but he did not dare to retreat. Now everyone was flying very quickly. Perhaps because everyone had finished this matter earlier and went back to practice, his mind was accomplished and he flew much faster than before. Han Yiming saw that the spiritual light in front of him was huge, as white as a white train, and it had not dispersed for a long time. He knew that the white dragon was still in the local area. He didn't know what to do, but suddenly he saw the red light in the other world in the distance, which attracted everyone's attention for a while. Everyone immediately changed directions and headed towards the red light. Obviously, everyone knew that this was the spiritual light of the descendants of the White Dragon couple. If they killed the golden dragon first and eliminated the White Dragon, the White Dragon appeared, and the protracted dragon slaying was over. Therefore, everyone followed.

Han Yiming was naturally sweating profusely again, but when everyone arrived there, the red light had already dissipated, and there was no trace of the golden dragon? Everyone rushed to the air and returned. The Bailong didn't know where to go. This made many people so angry that they cursed, cursing the Bailong, and cunning, which made everyone useless. They had to delay the long-term time, but cursing it, and then cursing it. The Bailong and the Golden Dragon were still gone, leaving everyone helpless.

From then on, Han Yiming suddenly realized that the spiritual light was real and empty. When he saw the spiritual light flash, he quietly closed his eyes and looked at it with his heart. If he could not see anything after purifying his heart, if it was not the sound of the white dragon, it would be a confusing act and would be greatly relieved. However, if he could still see the spiritual light after purifying his heart, he would secretly think that something was wrong and became nervous. He would really not be able to rush in front of him and no trace of the white dragon couple, and then he would feel relieved.
Chapter completed!