"But I try my best to suppress myself from looking at them! I know that my Taoist practice is shallow and I cannot help. Instead of breaking my face and turning against each other in the end, it is better not to know each other at the beginning!" Yuan Hui said lightly, and Han Yiming felt a stern heart. Yuan Huiding knew what he did at that time. He really didn't reveal anything, and he really thanked him. But he was also discouraged. As Yuan Hui said, "Taoist practice is shallow". He really felt sadder than turning against each other in the death of Bailong.

Yuan Hui said, "At that time, I didn't know how to talk to my junior brother. I was also a little worried and talked less to me. But I talked to my junior brother very well to relieve my doubts. At that time, my junior brother was afraid that there were some contradictions in his heart, so it was difficult to talk to me more, so I could only wonder in secret. Many things were not what I saw. If possible, I would rather not see anything myself. But I saw them all. I was also worried that after I said it casually, I would peek at the reputation of Lingshan Sect on my back, so I simply stopped talking."

He spoke sincerely, Han Yiming sighed and sighed: "Thank you for your help and cover up!" Yuan Hui smiled slightly: "It's all over. I told you to me that you should not be surprised! I can also see the spiritual light of the Golden Dragon, but the White Dragon... After that, I didn't see the spiritual light of the Golden Dragon again. I was also very worried, so I invited my junior brother to come here several times and asked if I could see it? This is the first reason why I always invite my junior brother to come to me!"

Han Yiming sighed again, shook his head and said, "I can't see it either! Bailong... I can't see it a moment ago. Although I was also worried about her whereabouts, I have never seen the Golden Dragon again!" Yuan Hui did not say "death" to Bailong, and Han Yiming could not say this word. Both of them deliberately avoided it, as if he would still be alive without saying the word "death".

Yuanhui said, "I don't know if she is still alive?" Han Yiming said, "Oh, I just hope she is still alive!" Yuanhui was silent for a moment and said, "Oh, this can only be hopeful!" Han Yiming was stunned: "Senior Brother, what do you mean? Can't even escape her?" Yuanhui sighed: "Junior Brother, Jin Jiao has descendants of her and Bailong! Qinglong will not let her go. After that day, I have never seen her again! I have more than once, can't she escape?"

Han Yiming was silent, Yuan Hui said, "Although I can't help her, I don't want her to die at Qinglong's hands." Listening to Yuan Hui talking, Han Yiming couldn't help but feel a little confused. This is the simplest Yuan Hui he has ever seen! But he really doesn't know where the golden dragon has been? He couldn't help but reach out to touch the white dragon's dragon and a broken armor hidden in his arms!

Both of them didn't say anything. After a while, Han Yiming sighed: "Senior Brother, didn't Qinglong really kill the Golden Dragon?" Yuan Hui said: "Oh, this is hard to say! The Golden Dragon is a dragon, and is also one of the dragon species, let alone she has descendants. How can Qinglong let go?" Han Yiming couldn't help but start Luo Yuelai, sighed, and nodded. After a while, Yuan Hui asked: "Junior Brother, have you really not seen anything abnormal?" Han Yiming shook his head.

Yuan Hui said: "The White Dragon is not waiting for death, and the Golden Dragon is not even more so. Besides, she has descendants! If the Qinglong encounters the Golden Dragon, it will definitely be a big battle. What shape they are in? Perhaps people in the world don't know, but they can't hide it from our eyes! But I have never seen any movement at all? But if the Golden Dragon is still alive in the world, the Qinglong will not give up and will definitely get rid of it quickly. The world is long, and it still mobilizes us to look for it. But it just suffocated the banquet flags and I have never seen the spiritual light of the Golden Dragon again. I can't help but feel a little worried, just afraid that the Golden Dragon..." After a pause, he said: "The Qinglong may not tolerate the descendants of the White Dragon and the Golden Dragon exist in this world!" His words were all about Han Yiming's worries, and Han Yiming was speechless.

But this matter was not a result of their worries. The two sighed for a while. Yuanhui looked up at the moonlight and said, "Junior brother, it's getting late, let's go back and rest! If you have anything to say tomorrow, anyway, you'll be hanging around here for a few days, so we can talk slowly. I have even more important things to say to my junior brother, but I'm not in a hurry."

Han Yiming returned to the house, Liu Chenxing had left, Sima Lingyi's door was closed, the lights were gone, and it was already resting. Only the lights in his house were like beans, Han Yiming blew out the lights and lay down on the bed, but tossed and turned, and could not sleep. When talking about the golden dragon, he felt extremely worried, wondering if she still lives in this world? After the death of the white dragon, she could never see her spirit again. Even the spirit of their children had never appeared again. It seems that

It's so bad! The master once said that the spiritual light of their descendants cannot be concealed by the Golden Dragon and the White Dragon. It's like a child who is ignorant and shows off everywhere. But now it's even more uncomfortable that this spiritual light can't be seen. It turns out that if Qinglong continues to ask everyone to look for it, at least he can still know that the Golden Dragon is still alive, and there is a glimmer of hope in his heart, and he won't be so discouraged. Qinglong finally stopped asking everyone to look for it, but it makes people feel even more worried!

He thought about it and couldn't sleep. He couldn't help but sit up again, lit the oil lamp, and found the sharp armor of the white dragon and the steel piece that had been stuck to his heart in his arms. Under the light, the dragon scales and sharp armor were both bright and moist, but Han Yiming could see clearly that his spirit had lost his mind and felt sad after seeing it. No matter where he was, Han Yiming felt inappropriate, sighed, shook his head, put them all into his arms, and lay down with his clothes!

That night, he tossed and turned until a faint white light appeared on the window frame, and then he fell asleep. It seemed that in just a moment, when he opened his eyes again, it was already dawn. There was a low voice outside the door, so he quickly got up and opened the door. He heard Sima Lingyi talking to Liu Chenxing in the yard, and got up quickly. He pushed the door out and saw the two of them, and he felt a little embarrassed. He was just a guest at another school, so he got up so late.
Chapter completed!