The sky was still light blue and the color was very light. In a blink of an eye, a red glow appeared in the sky, slowly expanding its range and enhancing its brightness.

Two figures slowly appeared under this bright light. They raised their heads and looked at the wonders of nature, sighing infinitely in their hearts.

"Li Xun, it's time to change the dressing." After a moment, He Yiming whispered.

Only then did Yuan Lixun wake up from the beautiful scenery, respond absent-mindedly, she raised her head and waited quietly.

A few days ago, Mr. Xie Zhien had successfully promoted to the innate realm. Then He Yiming said goodbye to everyone and took Yuan Lixun into the deep mountains.

Their destination is of course the Hohhot Mountain on the magical map.

Of course, He Yiming left in such a hurry and wanted to avoid everyone. At least, before the wound on Yuan Lixun's face healed, he was unwilling to let someone meet her again.

The special wound medicine was taken out of the bag and applied it again around the wound. He Yiming's movements were cautious, his hands were fast and stable, and with the assistance of the wood-type true qi, the work was completed quickly and smoothly.

Although changing the dressing is a simple little thing, He Yiming never refused to pretend to be a lie. It seemed that except him, no one else would be allowed to see the scars on Yuan Lixun's face.

Yuan Lixun closed her eyes tightly, and there was a numb feeling on her face. This feeling was very good, making her want to fully engage in it. But unfortunately, He Yiming's movements were very fast. When the palms that seemed to be full of magic left her face, she even felt a hint of loss in her heart.

He Yiming took the initiative to pack up the tent and other items, carried a large package, he clapped his hands gently, and said, "Li Xun, we're leaving."

Yuan Lixun responded with a red face. Although it was not the first time he had been with He Yiming, nor the first time he changed her medicine, every time when He Yiming's warm hands gently brushed her cheeks, she would make her face flushed over her ears.

Standing up straight, Yuan Lixun covered her face towel and was about to walk forward, but saw He Yiming's body suddenly stiffen, then looked back, and his black eyes instantly became extremely sharp.

She looked in that direction, but saw nothing and couldn't help but ask, "Young Master, what's wrong?"

He Yiming hesitated for a moment, shook his head slightly, and said, "I can't be sure either." He said with a little distress: "Since this time I entered the mountain, I have always had an unknown premonition, as if someone was following us, but whenever I looked back, I couldn't see any clues."

Yuan Lixun looked at He Yiming's ear in surprise. The two ears were still slightly shaking, but she knew that He Yiming had not found any problem through Shunfeng Ear Magic.

"Young Master, can anyone else hide it from you?" Yuan Lixun asked in disbelief.

He Yiming shook his head seriously and said, "Uncle Yu once said that the world's magical skills and tantras are endless and no one can master them all. Some of them are good at lurking innate skills, and they may not be able to hide them from Shunfeng's ears." At this point, he paused for a moment, as if he suddenly remembered something, and a shiny light flashed in his eyes, and said, "Maybe, if he carries some kind of treasure on his body, he can also hide them from Shunfeng's ears."

Yuan Lixun's eyes also lit up. Her lips moved slightly. Although there was no sound, the mouth was clearly saying: "Bai Shi."

He Yiming nodded solemnly. Since Bai Shi has the magical effect of covering the wind ears, it is not surprising that another magical item has the same effect.

Yuan Lixun opened her beautiful eyes wide and asked, "Young Master, what should we do?"

He Yiming spread his hands and said helplessly: "There is no choice but to take a step."

After the two of them finished packing up, they continued to walk towards the deep mountains according to the route on the map. After they left for a long time, a black figure suddenly appeared here.

This figure was so fast that it was absolutely incredible, just like he was originally a stream of air, and he had no weight at all.

The black shadow turned around here like the wind, as if he was talking to himself: "What a keen ear of Shunfeng, he almost discovered it. He is so old-fashioned. What kind of martial arts are he practicing?" He looked up at the direction where He Yiming and the others were moving forward, and his brows frowned: "You can't do it in the dense forest? But they insist on drilling into the dense forest. It's really outrageous."

After complaining, the figure of this person moved again and disappeared like a ghost again.

Such body skills are worse than He Yiming's Yunyu Feiteng Technique. However, only such incredible light body skills can make He Yiming's Shufeng Ernest Awesome.

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After walking in the mountains for more than a month, the dry food He Yiming and his two were already exhausted. However, with their strength, even if they didn't bring anything, they would not starve in the forest.

At this time, they had gradually approached the Hohhot Mountains, but He Yiming did not enter easily, but kept wandering outside. He was like a tourist who had lost his direction in the jungle, wandering around somewhere.

Yuan Lixun naturally accompanied He Yiming in an endless manner. As for the injuries on her face, she had already healed.

The medicine that Yao Taoist personally refined is so precious. If even such a small injury cannot be cured, wouldn’t it be his name?

However, although the bruise disappears, there is still a small trace. It is not easy to eliminate this trace.

Holding Yuan Lixun's little hand, He Yiming suddenly looked in one direction in surprise.

Yuan Lixun's heart tightened and asked, "Young Master, have you found the trace of that person?"

He Yiming shook his head and said, "That man is elusive. God knows where he is hiding. But there is another person ahead, from this wilderness. What are these people here for? Huh..."

Yuan Lixun asked in surprise: "Young Master, what's wrong?"

He Yiming said in a deep voice: "It's strange that they are actually looking for Hohhot Mountain, and they also mentioned caves or something."

He said, and with a slight force on his hand, he immediately pulled Yuan Lixun towards him.

After a moment, they had arrived in a valley. Here, there were seven men, the leader, one with deep eyes and high noses, his eyes were cold, and there was a sharp light flashing from time to time.

He Yiming and Yuan Lixun walked in without any concealment, which immediately attracted their attention.

The leader's eyes turned, glanced at them, immediately withdrew his gaze, and ignored them.

At this moment, He Yiming had already restrained his huge aura. When he looked at it, he thought that his internal strength was only about six or seven levels. Although it was a rare thing to have six or seven levels of internal strength at this age. However, at this moment, everyone in the valley, even the worst internal strength, had the peak of the seventh level, so naturally they would not take them to heart.

The seven people were originally gathered together and were discussing something in a low voice, but when He Yiming appeared, they stopped immediately.

He Yiming's face maintained a gentle smile. He could see at a glance that the person with the highest internal strength among these people was only the tenth level of internal strength. These people did not threaten him at all. So he said straight to the point: "My friends, I just heard you mention the Hohhot Mountains and what cave..."

As soon as he said this, the faces of the seven people changed suddenly. The leader even winked, and the other six people jumped up like flying, stepped out quickly, and surrounded the two of them.

He Yiming frowned slightly, and he stopped and said, "Everyone, what do you mean?"

One of them held a long sword in his hand and said grimly, "What do you mean? I tell you, after hearing my conversation, do you still want to leave alive?"

He Yiming was slightly stunned and smiled and said, "Do you want to take my life?"

The man laughed and said, "Of course you are dead, but the girl around you is going to stay. I'm almost suffocating to death after entering this ghost place for two months. When I'm happy enough, I'll send her on the way to reunite with you."

He Yiming's smiling face suddenly sank, and the smile on his face instantly became cold and as cold as ice.

The seven people felt a chill on their bodies at the same time. When He Yiming changed his face, they actually felt a sense of creepy.

Their eyes suddenly became sharp, but after watching carefully for a while, their hearts slowly relaxed.

In their eyes, whether it is He Yiming or Yuan Lixun, they are just about the seventh level of internal strength.

Facing such two young people, even if they are cautious, they will not be too afraid.

Perhaps they had heard of He Yiming's name and knew that there were fifteen-year-old innate powerhouses in this world. But there was only one such freak after all, and no one could have thought that they would encounter such a powerful evil star in such a place.

The first person who spoke spat fiercely and said, "Boy, do you want to scare people with your face? Let your female companion take off the face towel and let me see how I look?"

No one opposed the other six people. Even if they were not lustful, they would have murderous intentions after knowing that He Yiming and the others had eavesdropped on their conversation and would not allow them to leave.

He Yiming laughed so much that his murderous intent was awe-inspiring in his heart.

He laughed and said, "If you want to kill me, okay, then let's see who killed whom."

He suddenly took a step forward and came to the man, kicked him out, and kicked him directly in front of the man's chest. The man watched He Yiming kick him. Although he was thinking of avoiding him, his body just couldn't keep up with the rhythm. He was kicked by him and flew backwards.

A 360-degree backflip came into the air, then hit a big tree heavily, then slid down like a fish, foaming at the mouth, eyes protruding, and internal organs were shattered, and they died on the spot.

He Yiming was slightly stunned. He suddenly realized that his strength was constantly improving, but his mentality seemed to have not kept up. Once he got angry, he suddenly felt murderous intent. What's even more terrifying is that he no longer had the awe and cherishment of the lives of ordinary people as before.

If it were not before, it would be impossible to kill this person without any restraint because of this sentence. But now, with a thought, it immediately took action without mercy, and a life would disappear instantly.

Before he knew it, his mentality became more and more like Lu Xinwen and his apprentices.

In his eyes, the vast beings have gradually become like ants.

This change in mentality is still difficult for him to accept at this age, but all these changes are carried out subtly. When he discovered it, it seemed that everything happened naturally.

Suddenly, Yuan Lixun's voice came, awakening He Yiming from his confusion.

His ears shook slightly, and he immediately became angry again.

When the six people saw He Yiming kicking out, they kicked one of their brothers to death on the spot. They were shocked and knew that they had taken a look away.

The speed of the kick, the tricky angle, and the strong power all made them feel an irresistible and powerful sense of threat. They were frightened, and even the acquired masters with the highest cultivation level of the tenth level of internal strength, they still considered themselves inferior.

However, no matter how they guessed, it was hard to imagine that they would meet a powerful person innately, so the rest of them rushed towards Yuan Lixun at the same time.

When they thought, since He Yiming could kill this woman, he naturally valued her very much. Only by holding her hostage could He Yiming become afraid.

However, their behavior was to seek death. For Yuan Lixun, He Yiming killed the fourth prince of the Tufan Kingdom directly, not to mention these little people who had never met each other.

His body was like lightning, and he had returned to Yuan Lixun at some point, as if he had never left.

Except for the tenth-level expert in the internal strength who was in charge of He Yiming, the other five people attacked Yuan Lixun at the same time, and they wanted to take him down in one fell swoop.

However, when their eyes were blurred, He Yiming had already appeared in their sight magically.

This incident immediately scared everyone's courage, and even the leader did not see He Yiming's actions. Only then did they realize that they had really kicked the iron plate and met someone far from being able to provoke.

"Walk."

The leader made a quick decision, spread his feet, left his brothers, and fled to the distance.

Then, he heard one after another scream in his ears.

Every time he heard, his heart sank a little, and five screams, the five brothers could not resist even a few breaths.

He was shocked, who was he meeting?

However, before he could react, he heard someone in his ear saying, "You stay too."

His eyes suddenly widened, he bit his teeth, and his hands desperately hit back, and all the strength of the tenth level of internal strength was exerted without reservation.

However, all his power was like a ball of cotton, floating and unfeeling.

Then, a powerful suction force came, and the power stimulated by his full sprint could not be offset at all. Instead, he retreated step by step to the back.

He turned his head in horror and saw He Yiming stretching a palm in the distance. He clearly felt the suction force that he could not break free was emitted from this palm.
To be continued...