Ling Xin had never seen such a scoundrel, with a pair of wonderful eyes staring at him. Although Han Yiming knew that there was a word "rogue" in the world, he had never encountered it. He hugged his right foot with force, and he didn't know what to do! This was a young scoundrel, and what he had experienced was not a big deal. Han Yiming naturally could not take out his sword and stabbed it with one sword, but he could not shake it away. His arms were tightly hugged Han Yiming's right leg, as if it was born on it. He wanted to pull him away, but it was impossible. Han Yiming was so annoyed by him that he said angrily: "Let go, let go quickly!"

The young man cried louder and louder: "Xiao Hei! I will be with you, and I will die in a bunch of death. You beat me to death too! How can I survive if I leave Xiao Hei? How can I survive without eggs and pocket money? Just beat me to death too!" He hugged Han Yiming's right leg and twisted his body on the ground. Han Yiming raised his feet, and he hung it on his feet and put it down. He collapsed on the ground. Han Yiming knew that he had met an extremely difficult guy today. He was not at the intersection when he suddenly saw a slight white light coming towards him under the moonlight.

It was Zhao Haoyang's spiritual bone. Under the moonlight, the spiritual bones were shining with a white luster, like white jade. The spiritual light on the spiritual bones flashed slightly. Han Yiming suddenly felt a move in his heart, and said to the young man who was crying with tears in his eyes: "Get up quickly, my master is here, he is rich, let him repay you!" Hearing the word "money", the young man stopped crying, wiped his torn sleeves on his face, but did not let go, still hugging Han Yiming's legs, looked around, and said: "You are lying, who is here!"

Han Yiming said, "I'm afraid I can't cheat you. But my master is really here. If you want money, I don't have it anymore. You might as well find my master to go." As he said, he stretched out his hand. The young man was skeptical and looked at him. After a few glances, he suddenly saw that it was a skeleton coming towards this side. He was shocked. After a while, he jumped up, screamed, and quickly jumped up from the ground, saying, "Ghost! Ghost! That's Ghost!" Han Yiming sneered, without saying a word. The young man had already run away and ran away without a trace. Ding Wu said, "This child is really deceitful. I really don't know how he is like this. It's a pity that I don't have the skills of my senior brothers to resurrection, otherwise it would be better to give him a live chicken. He is so pitiful, so that's how!"

The spiritual bones walked slowly. At this time, the moon was as cold as water. A layer of white frost was slightly covered with the approaching spiritual bones. Han Yiming knew that the spiritual bones had stopped talking, but he still said, "Master is here, please sit down and rest." The spiritual bones walked to them and stopped. Han Yiming saw that there was a bone missing on the spiritual bone's feet, and said, "Senior Brother, look at the lack of a bone on the spiritual bone's spirit bone!" Ding Wu looked at the place he pointed at, and after a moment, he said, "Uncle Master is inevitably kicking a stone when he is walking on the road. Perhaps it is kicking a stone, this bone is missing." Han Yiming was very impressed."

Suddenly, something happened, and he was stunned for a moment before saying, "His Master's spiritual bone dispersion?" Ding Wu looked at him for a moment and said, "Junior brother, I don't know. Maybe it was dispersed." In fact, what Han Yiming was in his mind was that the spiritual bones were dispersed, but they have not dispersed yet. Ding Wu said, "Junior brother, uncle is no longer in the world. Only his cultivation has been consolidated by my master with spiritual power, so he follows us all the way. Could it be that he can't have a day of rest?" Han Yiming gritted his teeth and said, "Senior brother, when will the master disperse?"

Ding Wu was silent for a moment, looked at Han Yiming and looked at the spiritual bones, and said, "You have the spiritual power connected between my master's forehead. When has the spiritual power connected faded? Perhaps it is the time when we separated from the spiritual bones of the fifth master." Han Yiming's nose felt sore and stopped talking. Ding Wu sighed and changed Ruxin in his arms and hugged Ruxin in his arms. After Ruxin set off with them, he fell asleep, no longer as if he was the same as the past, but his small face was waxy and covered Ding Wu's neck. He had never woken up, and he had never eaten or drunk water. He seemed to have fallen asleep, but he seemed to have no idea about human affairs. Ding Wu hugged her all the way, but he could not wake up, and he just wanted her to fall asleep like this, and when it was time to wake up. Along the way, if she woke up, she was afraid that Ding Wu would be even more troublesome.

Even holding her, he used all his strength. When she woke up again, she wanted to eat and drink, and was jumping around, and she really didn't know how to deal with it! Ding Wu hugged Ruxin at all times, which was also exhausting. After saying a few words to Han Yiming, he fell asleep. Han Yiming sat on the side and walked for a day. He was really tired. Just as he was a little confused, he suddenly felt something was walking past. When he opened his eyes, there was a flash of spiritual light in front of him, and the spirit bones walked straight forward. Han Yiming stood up and wanted to follow him, but he was a little worried. After all, Ding Wu and Ruxin were both here. Ding Wu was exhausted every day because of Ruxin, but he never had the intention to abandon her. Han Yiming knew that Ruxin must be Lingshan's future hope, so he was extremely careful.

Linggu walked straight forward, and suddenly a figure rose from the grass in front of him and ran away. Han Yiming saw that the figure was dressed in rags and his figure looked very similar to the boy before. He knew that he had come to peep again after leaving, so he was also bold. Linggu was not moving quickly anyway, and he couldn't catch him up, so he didn't care. However, Lingwang couldn't catch up with him, but he stretched out his hand bone and chopped the blue water sword in his hand towards the back! Han Yiming was shocked. Although the boy was a scoundrel, he didn't want to kill him and shouted: "Master! Show mercy!" In desperation, he completely forgot that Linggu could not hear his cry.
Chapter completed!