After listening for a while, he was exhausted and his eyelids were fighting, and the continuous yawning could no longer be covered. He had to say to them: "Two senior brothers, you chat slowly, I'll go and take a break." Chen Ruofu got up and wanted to say goodbye, Han Yiming hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Chen doesn't have to leave, I don't sleep, I just go over and lie down. Senior brother just continues and I can listen to it."

Chen Ruofu was already talking about it, so he sat down and talked to Gu Qingquan again. Han Yiming walked to the bed, put his clothes on his back, and his head was dipped on the pillow. The two of them could no longer hear the sound of their ears and had already fallen asleep. The sleep was very peaceful and there was no nightmare. Until they opened their eyes, they were all the same sweet and sweet.

He opened his eyes and saw that the lights had already been turned off in the room. Only the cold moonlight came in from outside the window, and the cold turned white, dragging the window out of the ground on the bed. Chen Ruofu had already left, and Gu Qingquan snored slightly on the bed at the other end of the room, obviously in his dream. Han Yiming was so energetic that he was extremely awake at this time. He lay on the bed for a while, sat up, and looked out the window. Outside the window was the cool moonlight, and all the houses in Jingxinyuan had black lights. Obviously, all the senior brothers had already fallen asleep, and only the sound of insects that sometimes came, making it look more and more quiet.

Han Yiming was about to sleep again, but he couldn't fall asleep for a moment. His previous fatigue seemed to be wiped out. He lay on the bed, his arms were placed behind his head, and he was dazed in front of the night sky outside the window. Suddenly, the corners of his eyes darkened slightly, as if something was flying through the moon sky. Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and when he looked at it, the moonlight was still clear. Han Yiming sat up, stretched his head out of the window, and looked at the sky. The moonlight was like water, and the sky was completely clean.

After looking for a while, no abnormality was seen. He lowered his eyes and was about to retract his head, but he saw a blurry shadow in the heart of Jingxinyuan. In the heart of the courtyard under the moonlight! Han Yiming was stunned and looked up into the sky. The moonlight was still sparse, the moonlight was cool, and the starry sky was clear, but there was no shadow opposite to the shadow! Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, looked down and looked again. The shadow on the ground became clearer, with light clothes, and you could see two long belts dancing around the light clothes!

Han Yiming was very surprised. He didn't know who it was. In the middle of the night, he quietly came to Lingshan. Under the moonlight, he could not show his figure, which made him unable to see clearly, but the moonlight shone out his figure. Looking at the shadow on the ground, the shadow's clothes moved gently and slowly floated out of Jingxinyuan. Han Yiming sat up, stepped into his shoes, reached out to touch the Mingyuan sword placed beside the bed, and felt much more courageous. He looked at the ground outside the window, and the shadow flew towards one place, but was about to fly out of Jingxinyuan. Turning back, he wanted to call Gu Qingquan, but he held it back. He was no longer the timid and cowardly Han Yiming used to hold up, he held the Mingyuan sword tightly, pushed open the door and walked out of the house.

The figure in the courtyard was floating towards the gate of Jingxinyuan. Han Yiming calmed down, tightened his fingers, and held the Mingyuan sword tightly, and his courage suddenly arose. He looked up at the sky above, quietly followed the shadow, and walked towards the gate of Jingxinyuan. The gate of Jingxinyuan was never closed. Han Yiming stopped from walking, and in the shadow, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He didn't know what the shadow saw him and how he was to him? But at this time he had already regarded the Mingyuan sword as his courage. As long as the Mingyuan sword was in his hand, he was fearless! He took a deep breath, followed the shadow by the wall and walked to the gate of Jingxinyuan. Looking forward, he saw that the floating figure was two meters away and had floated to the back of Jingxinyuan!

Han Yiming took a light step and stepped out of the yard gate, still following the wall. The shadow seemed to know that he was following behind, not floating fast, nor looking around, but seemed to be alone walking and stopping calmly. In a blink of an eye, he had already floated to the edge of the spring water where everyone was pouring bamboo behind the yard. He stopped by the spring water, not following the path next to it, but slowly flowed up the spring water along the way of the spring water. Han Yiming saw clearly, gently pulled out the Mingyuan sword, tied the sword sheath to his back, held the sword sheath tightly, silently recited the sword technique in his heart, and flew up with the shadow.

The spring water flowed gently, and it came out from a dense forest behind Jingxinyuan. The shadow stopped and flew gently. Han Yiming was silent, but he was sweating in his back. He did not dare to fly high, for fear of not seeing the shadow, but he flew slightly higher than the tree below. He watched the branches slide past his feet, and the shadow appeared and disappeared from time to time, always moving upwards along the mountain spring. He also followed behind, cautiously and did not dare to take a step.

After a while, the cool breeze blew, there was a slight "gurgling" sound in front of him. Han Yiming looked up and couldn't help but stop his steps. In the distance, there was a blue-black mountain ridge. There was the Lingshan Forbidden Land. The disciples could not approach it or fly near the sword. Han Yiming stopped his steps without knowing it, looked down at the bottom, but saw the shadow below, stopping, and stopping next to the spring. This is also a place he had never been to. In the two directions of Huanjing Lake, Han Yiming had never seen his senior brothers step into this position, and he had never been to it himself.

The shadow floated quietly beside the spring water, and Han Yiming floated in the air without a sound, just looking at it carefully. After a while, the shadow floated into the spring water. Under the moonlight, there was a slight wave of light in the spring water, and wherever the shadow went, it blocked the waves. Seeing that the shadow stopped moving, Han Yiming did not move, and floated quietly, just staring at the shadow.

Suddenly the shadow disappeared. Han Yiming looked at the shadow without blinking, but he watched it disappear. He was shocked and looked around. There were Lin Tao's waves below. Where could he see that shadow? He was surprised, and only heard a gentle sound of water below. When he looked down, a figure came out of the water.
Chapter completed!