Is this in a dream? Han Yiming calmed down and heard the cry coming from behind him. But the voice of the old man was not so clear. Turning back, he was also in the vast darkness behind him. In the boundless darkness, the crying seemed to be farther and far away. Han Yiming couldn't tell the direction, but just followed the direction where the crying sound came. In the darkness, he groped forward. Although there were highs and lows under his feet, there was no inconvenience. He felt that the cry seemed to be very close and far, and what made him unable to move forward was that although the crying sound did not sound clear, it seemed to be what he had heard before, but for a moment, he could not hear it anywhere!

Han Yiming couldn't help but cry a few times he had heard. He didn't hear much cry, and he never cried a few times himself. I remember hearing it once on the way to slay the dragon. That cry was soft, vague, as if it was a whimpering sound. Although there was only one sound, it was also a cry. Han Yiming kept secretly guessing that it was the cry of the Golden Dragon. Before the White Dragon passed away, the Golden Dragon knew that he was determined not to go back, so he cried sadly. As for them, Han Yiming couldn't help but sigh softly. Bailong was watching the death with his own eyes. Where is the Golden Dragon? She is still alive? Can Qinglong really let her continue to live?

After staying for a while, he came to his senses. At this moment, the old man's crying sound was still echoing in his ears. Han Yiming suddenly had a flash of inspiration and shouted, "Xiao Guai!" This is Xiao Guai's crying! It is exactly the same as the sound of it crying loudly! Once he understood that this was Xiao Guai's crying, Han Yiming couldn't help but run away! He ran to the place where the crying sound came.

Xiaoguai! It's here! Han Yiming ran forward for a while, suddenly noticed that the crying was behind him again, and immediately stopped and looked around. Unfortunately, in the dark night, he couldn't see anything. Han Yiming held his foot and turned around. This time he stopped running. He listened to the crying and walked forward. He got closer and closer, and felt that his feet were rising and falling, and there were stones kicked by him and rolled away. The crying sounded closer and slower.

He guessed that he was approaching, and was about to stop, but he heard the crying suddenly behind him again! The crying changed direction in an instant, as if playing hide-and-seek with him. Han Yiming couldn't help but say, "Xiao Guai, it's me! Don't run away!" As soon as he said this, he suddenly heard a tumbling sound, right beside him, and there was a crisp sound! Han Yiming was stunned, listened carefully, but couldn't hear the sound. At this time, he couldn't even hear the crying sound. Han Yiming couldn't help but be careful, and he didn't know if the word Xiao Guai could not be said? Seeing Bailong's death with his own eyes, he couldn't bear to die like this again! He couldn't let it follow in the footsteps of Bailong and his father!

Sighing in his heart, he silently said, "Xiao Guai!" Suddenly the tumbling started again, this time it was tumbling violently, and Han Yiming felt his feet tremble slightly! Han Yiming was stunned for a momentum, and immediately silently said, "Xiao Guai" in his heart. The ground under his feet was indeed trembling slightly, and even the surroundings were filled with wind and clouds, and his clothes were blown up by the wind.

The tremor under his feet was indeed accompanied by a tiny "ding ding" sound. Han Yiming was surprised. Was Xiaoguai tied up? Han Yiming kept heading towards the place where the sound made, but no matter how carefully he walked forward, he always had one step ahead of the sound, and the other step behind him, the sound was far behind him.

Han Yiming walked away several times, and was like this, and had no choice but to say in his heart: "Xiao Guai, I don't have enough cultivation. I'll ask the masters to come and save you!" He said this, and suddenly felt a little chill. He peeled off his heart through his back, and the hairs on his back stood up! Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and a little warmth came out of his heart, and he woke up immediately. In front of him was still the room in Jingxinyuan that he had lived in for a long time. Han Yiming sighed and wanted to get up, but he felt that his whole body was frozen and could not move. He struggled for a long time, but still couldn't move. He had to lie on the bed without moving, looking at the roof above.

After a while, Han Yiming gradually became warmer, so he could move his hands and feet. After a while, when he sat up, he felt that his legs were numb and needed to move with his hands. He quickly rubbed his soles with his hands, and the soles of his feet became warmer. Then he got out of bed. When he walked out of the house and walked into the yard, he felt that his body was too cold. The sun shone on his body very warm, and he didn't go into the house. He just stood in the heart of the yard to bask in the sun to warm himself up.

Suddenly, a voice was heard in front of the gate of the yard. Han Yiming turned his head and saw Chen Ruofu and Lu Jingxin walking into the yard with laughter. What puzzle did these two fight before? Han Yiming had heard Lu Jingxin say that before, and thought that they had some heart problems in their hearts. But at this time, they were all very good brothers, talking and laughing. Just as they were watching, they had already walked over, Han Yiming opened his mouth, and before the word "senior brother" could be called out, there was a chill on his body. Chen Ruofu looked at him, suddenly stopped joking with Lu Jingxin, and looked at his face with a shock! Before Han Yiming had spoken, Lu Jingxin suddenly said: "No! Junior brother, what have you encountered? Go and find the master uncle!"

Han Yiming shivered and said, "Master, senior brother, I haven't encountered anything! I'm in the house, inside..." When he said this, he felt something was wrong. He clearly said something like a word. He didn't stutter, but every word here was not smooth. He stopped talking, summoned Mingyuan's sword out, and flew towards Yuxi. Fortunately, although he couldn't help but shiver and even his hands were trembling, he didn't tremble when he recited the sword technique in his heart.

When he arrived above Yu Xi, Han Yiming felt that his body was almost stiff, and it was very difficult to even move his feet. But he still tried hard to move his legs forward. The cottage that seemed to be right in front of him was very far away at this time. No matter how he moved his legs, he could not get close. Han Yiming felt that his legs were getting heavier and heavier, and even moved became difficult. He shouted in his heart: "Master, Master, save me!" He stared at the cottage.

Suddenly, the "bang" sounded, and Han Yiming's eyes darkened, and then hit the ground hard. However, the sad grass above Yuxi was no longer in front of him, but in Yuxi's house, the master was looking at him. Han Yiming wanted to say, "Master, save me!" But he couldn't say anything, as if his throat was frozen. Qin Wufang looked at him, sighed, and reached out. His hand became extremely long, and in a blink of an eye, he applied to Han Yiming's forehead. A warm feeling came from his forehead and penetrated his heart. Han Yiming was already so cold that his teeth were "partner" sounded, and this warmth came straight into his heart, and his body gradually became warm.

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Chapter completed!