Han Yiming said intently, "Has it been the second uncle who offended her? How did she treat her second uncle like this?" But when she first saw Zi Shang, she burned her purple peach wood sword, and seemed to be not very polite, and the anger was not as if she was aiming at the second uncle alone. After all, he was younger and had never experienced anything. He just shook his head and followed the second uncle.

Along the way, Huang Jingxuan remained silent and looked solemn. Han Yiming was stupid and knew that the second uncle and Zi Shang were not ordinary friendships with each other. Although he didn't know what kind of celebration Zi Shang and the second uncle had, he also knew that the two were afraid of some unpleasant pasts, but it was just an elder's affairs. The younger generation dared not ask questions, so he didn't ask questions, but just followed closely and headed forward.

Just as he was thinking about it, Huang Jingxuan in front turned around and quickly grabbed Han Yiming. Before Han Yiming could react, he had already brushed by himself, reached out to grab Han Yiming's arm, and went backwards, indescribable! Han Yiming was grabbed by him and walked away, but Mingyuan's sword ran against him.

The cold wind blew on his face. Han Yiming had no time to recall the Mingyuan sword first and looked back. Suddenly, he heard Huang Jingxuan say, "Don't look back!" His tone was urgent, and Han Yiming couldn't help but be stunned. He turned around and saw that the two had flew close to the ground. Huang Jingxuan pulled him and flew into the bushes without looking back.

The forest is full of giant trees in the sky, with its crowns like a cover, casting thick shade on the ground, and the sunlight shone down from the gaps between the leaves, illuminating the forest mottled. The two fell to the ground, and Huang Jingxuan then let go of his arms and looked up. Han Yiming was inexplicably surprised. Seeing that he was nervous, he didn't ask first, but looked up and looked around.

The top of his head was full of tree canopies, and even if he saw the sky, it was not big. Han Yiming walked to the edge of the woods, stood under a big tree, raised his head, and looked into the sky. The sky was as bright as a washing, and a few clouds were changing and slowly floating. Han Yiming looked for a moment and suddenly saw a golden thread passing by the sky. Although it was sunny, the golden thread was still very conspicuous. It quickly passed by like a meteor in the sky, and it shone brightly.

After these times, Han Yiming knew that the Taoist practitioner with profound magic power was flying quickly across the sky. But he didn't understand that the second master's practice was quite high, so why did he avoid the other party far away? Even the other party's limelight was too afraid. Looking back, Huang Jingxuan also looked into the air. After a moment, he frowned and lowered his head to think. Han Yiming saw that the golden light had disappeared from the sky from afar, so he asked: "Second Master, what is that?" Huang Jingxuan said: "Yiming, don't ask, it's better if there are some things."

Han Yiming said, "Yes." Huang Jingxuan looked at the sky for a while, and Han Yiming saw that his expression was very careful and surprised. Huang Jingxuan was as calm as a mountain. Even when facing the worms and mirages, the expression on his face had never changed at all. At this time, he became cautious, as if he was afraid of being discovered by the other party.

Could it be Master Zi Shang? Han Yiming couldn't help but say. But when the second master saw Master Zi Shang, he always put tolerance first. Even if Master Zi Shang had some provocations in his words, the second master just didn't take her words and asked her to say it by herself, but he had no intention of avoiding it. So who is this? I couldn't help but look up at the sky again.

The sky was blue and spotless, making people feel at ease and beautiful. The golden meteor that passed through the sky was gone, leaving no trace. Huang Jingxuan said, "Okay, Yiming, let's go." As soon as he finished speaking, the Feng-Splitting Sword had turned into a golden rainbow, leading Huang Jingxuan to escape into the air. Han Yiming quickly called out the Mingyuan Sword and followed closely behind the Second Master.

The two of them were flying in front and behind, like lightning, and crossing the sky. Suddenly, they saw a huge cloud in front of them. The clouds kept surging up and down, and the clouds kept rotating and coming towards this side. Han Yiming saw that the second master flew into the clouds without looking back. He was shocked and couldn't help but fly into it.

The sound of wind was filled with the clouds, and the snow-white clouds around them rose and fell, occasionally passing by, leaving a faint coolness. The clouds were extremely thick, and Han Yiming flew in it for a while, and it never ended. The more he flew in it, the more he heard the sound of the wind. There was a world hidden in this huge cloud. He could have stared at Huang Jingxuan in front of him, but the clouds were surrounded by white, so he could not stare at Huang Jingxuan's white clothes. In just a moment, he had lost Huang Jingxuan's traces.

In the vast white area, there was no direction to distinguish. Han Yiming looked around. The second master had always taken good care of his disciples, but he was very surprised to leave him here. He stopped Mingyuan's sword and looked around for a while, but there was still no abnormality. Han Yiming didn't even know where to go, and it seemed difficult to distinguish the direction here. He stopped for a while, and ignored him, and still moved forward. Although the cloud was huge, there was always an end, right? It was not boundless.

After this, he calmed down and flew forward in one go. After a while, the white clouds in front of him gradually became thinner, revealing a faint blue sky. Han Yiming was delighted and flew forward quickly. Seeing the blue sky getting bigger and bigger, he couldn't help but look for the figure of the second master.

Suddenly a shadow fell from the top of his head, covering him. Han Yiming raised his head and saw a huge dragon head facing him. Before he could see anything else, a huge mouth was the first to bite him! Han Yiming was shocked and was bitten in his mouth by the giant mouth in a blink of an eye!

Unexpectedly, Han Yiming had just passed through the clouds and mist, and a giant dragon floated above him. He bit himself in one bite. Although he did not bite himself into two pieces or bite him into pieces, he was still shocked. After a little calming down, Han Yiming ate his right hand, turned his middle fingers and pointed towards the dragon's mouth.

Suddenly the dragon's mouth opened slightly and the light penetrated. Han Yiming suddenly saw the tongue pedaling under his feet, covered with purple spots. He was moved and shouted, "Xiao Guai!" As soon as these two words were called out, there was a light in front of him. He had rolled out of his huge mouth. The huge head was no longer a dragon head, but a fish head. Both black eyes were squeezed in front of him, facing him, wasn't it Xiao Guai? Han Yiming met it suddenly, was ecstatic, and was talking. A ray of golden light was glanced at the corner of his eyes, running towards this side like a meteor. It was Mingyuan Sword! Han Yiming quickly took the sword and said to Xiao Guai: "Xiao Guai, why are you here?"—
Chapter completed!