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One hundred and forty-eight, now

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After taking a closer look at the iron rod, he suddenly found that the iron rod was a blade on one side, which turned out to be a Pixie Sword! There was footsteps behind him. Han Yiming turned around and Wuming found a bucket of water from somewhere, and brought a bucket of water to the anvil. He didn't even look at Han Yiming, and walked straight to the stove, used clips to pull the Pixie Sword out of the fire, placed it on the anvil, picked up the hammer beside him, and smashed it down at the Pixie Sword.

With a loud "dang", the hammer in Wuming's hand had already hit Pixie's treasure knife. Han Yiming was stunned, the hammer cracked into four petals. Wuming picked up another hammer and smashed it down at the knife again. With another loud bang, the hammer cracked again. Wuming threw down the hammer handle in his hand and burned a bucket of water on the fire. With the sound of "wavy", the fire was extinguished, leaving only a smog of smoke. Wuming's actions were completed in one go, and in a moment, he threw down the clip clips in his hand, grabbed the Pixie's treasure knife, and ran forward.

Han Yiming stood blankly. Wuming was beyond his expectations. The Pixie Sword was the treasure of Huang Songtao's sect. If he was damaged by him, Huang Songtao would definitely regard Lingshan as a great enemy. But then he thought that Huang Songtao had now classified Lingshan as a great enemy. Even if Wuming went back, he was extremely disgusted with Lingshan and absolutely hostile, which shows that he could no longer hold on. Then he simply let Wuming go. Besides, Wuming can be interfered with by others?

Wuming ran away in a blink of an eye. Han Yiming turned around and saw that his senior brothers and sisters had walked out of the hut. They didn't come close, but just looked at him from a distance. Shen Ruofu said, "Junior brother, what is Wuming doing?" Han Yiming said, "Didn't Wuming cut the other side of the Pixie treasure sword? Could it be that he was dissatisfied with the Pixie treasure sword and wanted to make a separate battle?" Shen Ruofu said, "Let him go. He was originally from the sky, and we can't call him. We can't stand the sword in his sect, and it's all in his hands. In fact, we can't control this matter. Anyway, Senior Huang Songtao must have hated Lingshan to the core, so it's nothing to add more hatred."

Han Yiming said, "The senior brothers and sisters are all awakened. Let's go back and rest." Wuming's two hammers knocked down and shook the sky, making it difficult to wake up. Han Yiming walked to the stone statue of Xingchen and looked at it, sighed, turned around and wanted to leave, and suddenly stopped his steps and squatted down. When he turned around, a trace of red glanced at the corner of his eyes, and immediately squatted down to check. After squatting down, the red color disappeared. Han Yiming looked around for a week, and there was a purple flower sea here, and there was no more red color.

Seeing him squatting down, Shen Ruofu also came over to take a closer look. After a moment, he said, "Junior brother, what are you looking for?" Han Yiming shook his head and said, "Nothing. I think it's my surprise." Shen Ruofu said, "Before dawn, I'll go and rest." Han Yiming stood up, but heard Shen Ruofu say, "How did you put this on?"

At this time, the sky was dark, but there was a faint light of earth spirit in the flower field. The nameless charcoal fire had been burned by him, but it had not been completely destroyed. There was still a charcoal block with dark fire. It was clear where Chen Ruofu pointed. Han Yiming squatted down and looked along the point where Chen Ruofu pointed, but saw that he was pointing to the stone statue of the stars. There was a trace on the stone statue, which was slightly concave. Han Yiming reached out and gently stroked the trace, which was really concave. There was a rope in the dent, which was very dark. Han Yiming looked carefully for a moment, and a flash of inspiration in his mind. This was the rope strapped on the bluestone!

Chen Ruofu said, "This, is this the rope on Qingshi's hand?" He was more delicate and recognized it at a glance. Han Yiming said, "Is that right? I only remember this one was tied to Qingshi, but I didn't pay attention to whether the reins on his hand." Chen Ruofu said, "Qingshi is also weird. I saw that the rope on his hand was dark and old that day, and it seemed to be a bit bloody, but I couldn't tell it." Han Yiming said, "I know."

This is the rope on the bluestone's hand. Bluestone is a spirit body, and his blood is a sharp weapon, so he is always taken to the Taoist to keep cutting blood. The rope on his hand was once soaked in blood, but Japan and South Korea were not careful. Today, it seemed that it was that rope. Suddenly, a red light flashed from one end to the other. Han Yiming couldn't help but reach out to touch the stone statue. The hand touched the rope, and a stinging pain on his fingers. He quickly withdrew his hand and looked at the hand. There was a wound on his fingers.

Xingchen and Qingshi have been having a good time, and Qingshi stayed in Lingshan because of Xingshi. Han Yiming couldn't help but look around. Wuming would have disappeared. If it weren't for Wuming's sword, the stars would not have cracked. Chen Ruofu said, "Junior brother, are you looking for Qingshi?" Han Yiming shook his head and said, "Senior brother, where is Wuming?" Chen Ruofu said, "Wuming? He has always been elusive, who knows where he has gone now. By the way, what is he going to do with Pixie Sword? If this is broken, wouldn't Senior Huang Songtao hate him again?"

Han Yiming said, "That doesn't matter. Anyway, I understand this time. If Wuming returns, he hates Lingshan. If Wuming doesn't go back, he hates Lingshan as well. If he doesn't, he will hate Lingshan. I used to want to send Wuming back to avoid misunderstandings. Now it seems that this misunderstanding cannot be eliminated, so let's leave Wuming in Lingshan. There is no news of peace these days, and I feel a little uneasy, but I can't say what it is." Chen Ruofu said

: "Young brother, don't worry. Pingbo is busy separating the fogs of Lingshan. At a critical moment, he has no time to get involved with his junior brother." Han Yiming knew that Pingbo would definitely find a way to separate Lingxin. He took such a lot of effort to grab Lingxin into his hand, and he definitely had some intentions. But when Chen Ruofu said to separate Lingxin, he was still worried that he could not say, "Will he separate Lingxin to Lingshan?"
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