In his sleep, Han Yiming quietly stood up and went out of the door alone and walked forward.

He was much lighter than when he was awake. He beat Zhou Shaowu and his fellow disciples when he didn't walk for a long time.

He was very close to Zhou Shaowu and almost passed by. Han Yiming wanted to stay away, but he couldn't help but beat him.

Zhou Shaowu was unaware of it, and Han Yiming walked forward over him.

After walking forward for a while, Song Chuqun was already seen taking his fellow disciples in front of him.

It was night at this time, except for the two guardian disciples, Song Chuqun and his fellow disciples were already asleep.

When Han Yiming saw Song Chuqun, he felt angry and angry. He just wanted to approach and swing a sword to Song Chuqun.

He walked past the two guards of Pingbo Sect, and they were completely unaware of it. Seeing that he was about to walk to Song Chuqun, Han Yiming wanted to summon the sword, but the sword did not move, while he quietly walked over to him, as the wind, and went straight forward.

This is the best time to kill Song Chuqun! But he missed it because he couldn't do it!

Han Yiming was very regretful. After walking away, he looked back and felt that why did he miss such a good opportunity?

Even in the dream, Han Yiming hated Pingbo and his disciples to the core!

After that, he felt that there was chaos in front of him, and he looked around and there was nowhere to be seen. But Han Yiming felt that he was walking forward and looked up at the sky, and saw a crescent moon hanging in the sky.

This place is very deserted, with no trees or living things, and there is no way ahead, only the undulating cliffs and endless rocks under your feet.

Suddenly there was a strong and lively back in front of him, and Han Yiming couldn't help but want to call: "Qingshi."

The figure was wearing a blue cloth shirt, solid shape, and walked very fast, and kicked the protruding stones aside.

He had always turned his back to Han Yiming, but looking at his messy hair on his head, his blue cloth shirt and his strong legs, it was bluestone.

Han Yiming was trying to see Wuming in Lingshan, who had always been Qingshi to lead the way, and recognized his back at a glance.

With bluestone, Wuming is close to him. Is the spirit sword in their hands?

Although he didn't know where Song Chuqun was, Han Yiming knew that he led his fellow disciples to follow Qingshi and Wuming, and even Zhou Shaowu was behind.

Seeing that the bluestone was safe and sound, Han Yiming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He called "Qingshi." But he couldn't call out a sound. He couldn't call out a few times, so he could only speed up his pace to chase.

But he accelerated his pace, and the foot of the bluestone was faster. Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, his foot was slower, and the foot of the bluestone was slower.

Han Yiming was stunned. Qingshi suddenly turned around. Han Yiming was about to speak when he suddenly heard Yuan Hui's voice saying, "Junior brother, what's wrong with you? Wake up."

Han Yiming opened his eyes and saw Yuan Hui exploring his expression, standing beside the bed and looking at him.

Seeing him wake up, Yuan Hui breathed a sigh of relief: "Junior brother, what's wrong with you? You haven't woken up when I woke up, but you have been sleeping for nearly two days."

Han Yiming was shocked. Has it been two days since he had just a short dream?

Yuan Hui said: "Junior brother, what have you dreamed of?"

Han Yiming looked at him for a moment and answered honestly: "I dreamed of bluestone, he is right in front of us."

Yuan Hui said: "Do you see who is ahead of him?"

Han Yiming thought about it carefully for a moment and said, "Never."

Yuan Hui sighed and said, "There should be one person ahead of him, but I don't know who he is. Do you think Wuming?"

Han Yiming also shook his head, and he had never seen Wuming.

Yuan Hui said, "Then junior brother, have you looked back, have you ever seen me?"

Han Yiming said: "I have never seen you, Senior Brother, but I have seen the Pingbo Sect's disciples and the disciples of Senior Chen Rufeng."

Yuan Hui said: "Senior Chen Rufeng, what are they here to do? Do you want to get a share of the pie? You also want to attack us?"

He looked at Han Yiming and said, "This disciple of Senior Chen Rufeng is also extremely rogue. Their master has died and insisted that it was yours. Do you really think you are easy to bully?"

Han Yiming could not tell Yuan Hui about the situation when Chen Rufeng was extinguished, so he did not answer.

Yuan Hui said, "They have come to find me in the past and want me to help and take revenge." He sneered, "I don't know why they were so confused. Don't say that this matter has nothing to do with my junior brother. Even if it has something to do with my junior brother, I will never compensate my many brothers for their affairs."

When Han Yiming heard this, he suddenly realized that he had to be extremely careful.

Only a few senior brothers in Lingshan knew about the situation when Chen Rufeng died, but none of the disciples in Lingshan knew about it. He didn’t even explain it clearly, so how could he explain it in detail with Yuanhui?

Even if Yuanhui forms an alliance with him, you must be extremely careful about this matter and must not say it out just because you are soft-hearted.

Now Yuanhui is with him, so he does not become enemies with Lingshan, but is even on his side. But in the future, he will fall apart with Lingshan, and this matter will become a handle in his hands and can be used to be detrimental to Lingshan.

Since Han Yiming woke up, Yuan Hui set out with him.

They made quick progress, and soon they left Zhou Shaowu and Song Chuqun behind.

This time, Han Yiming and Yuanhui were very careful and would never rest easily. They kept climbing mountains and ridges. When they crossed a ridge, Yuanhui stopped and looked forward, and looked for a moment, saying, "Junior brother, look, did you go to the West Sea?"

Han Yiming followed the point where he pointed, and saw a ray of water outside the ridges in front of him, and stopped and said, "Senior Brother, I have no knowledge, is that the West Sea?"

Yuan Hui said: "It should be. I heard that when I arrived at the West Sea, I was going to find a boat to cross the sea."

Han Yiming glanced at him and was very strange: "Senior brother, can't we overcome this West Sea with our cultivation level?"

Yuan Hui said, "I don't know either. But I haven't heard that someone has arrived at the end of the West Sea. When they arrive at the West Sea, they are close to the White Tiger. The White Tiger is a Western divine beast with boundless spiritual power. This West Sea either takes a boat or we have a mount to ride. If you want to use magic, you must not. I don't have a mount. Junior brother, do you have it?"

Han Yiming shook his head. He had no mount, but he suddenly remembered the blue-eyed white lion.

This white lion hasn't seen it for a long time. I wonder where it has gone. Isn't it the mount of the star? Has it come here with the star?

Is Xingchen here? Is Lingwu here too?

Thinking of this, Han Yiming suddenly felt his eyelids twitch and his heart tightened: Is Xingchen here to kill the White Tiger?

No matter what he thought, Han Yiming felt that he was coming to kill Baihu.

He said he would leave for a few days, but Han Yiming couldn't ask whereabouts, and he couldn't help but come. After that, he had no news.

Han Yiming was not worried that he would be harmed by others. With the spiritual power of the stars, who could harm him? There must be a reason for him to leave Lingshan.
Chapter completed!