The sky was still light blue, and the color was very light. In the blink of an eye, a red glow appeared on the horizon, slowly expanding its range and intensifying its brightness.
Two figures slowly appeared under this bright light. They raised their heads, looking at this natural wonder, and sighed endlessly in their hearts.
"Lixun, it's time to change the dressing," He Yiming said in a low voice after a moment.
Yuan Lixun woke up from the beautiful scenery, and absent-mindedly responded. She raised her head and waited quietly.
A few days ago, Hsieh Chih-en had successfully advanced to the Xiantian realm. He Yiming said goodbye to everyone, and took Yuan Lixun deep into the mountains.
Their destination was, of course, the Hohhot Mountain on the magical map.
Of course, the reason why He Yiming left in such a hurry was because he wanted to avoid everyone. At least, before the wound on Yuan Lixun's face healed, he didn't want anyone to see her again.
He took out the special wound medicine from his bag, and smeared it around the wound. He Yiming's movements were very careful, and his hands were fast and steady. With the help of the wood attribute Zhen Qi, he was able to finish the job very quickly.
Although changing the dressing was a simple matter, He Yiming never let anyone else do it. It seemed that other than him, no one else was allowed to see the wound 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, and it made her want to completely immerse herself in it. Unfortunately, He Yiming's movements were very fast. The moment his hands, which seemed to be full of magic, left her face, she even felt a faint sense of loss in her heart.
He Yiming took the initiative to tidy up the tent and other things, and carried a big bag on his back. He gently clapped his hands and said, "Lixun, let's go."
Yuan Lixun responded with a red face. Although it wasn't the first time He Yiming got along with her, and it wasn't the first time He Yiming changed the dressing, but every time his warm hands gently brushed her cheeks, she couldn't help but blush.
Yuan Lixun stood up straight and covered her face with a scarf. Just as she was about to walk forward, she saw He Yiming's body suddenly stiffen. He then looked back, and his black eyes instantly became very fierce.
She looked in that direction, but saw nothing. She couldn't help but ask, "Young Master, what's wrong?"
He Yiming hesitated for a moment, then shook his head slightly and said, "I can't be sure." He said with a little vexation, "Ever since we entered the mountain this time, I have always had a bad premonition, as if someone is following behind us. But every time I turn back to check, I can't find any clues."
Yuan Lixun looked at He Yiming's ears in surprise. These two ears were still trembling slightly, but she, who was very familiar with He Yiming, knew that He Yiming didn't find the problem with the Clairvoyant Ear Technique.
"Young Master, could it be that there is someone who can hide from your Clairvoyant Ear?" Yuan Lixun asked in disbelief.
He Yiming shook his head seriously and said, "Martial Uncle Yu once said that in this world, there are endless mysterious techniques, and no one can master all of them. And there are some Xiantian techniques that are good at concealing themselves. Perhaps they can hide from the Clairvoyant Ear. " Speaking to this point, he paused for a moment, as if he suddenly thought of something. His eyes flashed as he said, "Perhaps, if one carries some kind of heavenly treasure on one's body, it can also hide from the Clairvoyant Ear."
Yuan Lixun's eyes also lit up. Her lips moved slightly, and although she didn't make any sound, the shape of her mouth clearly said, "White Stone."
He Yiming nodded solemnly. Since the White Stone had the miraculous effect of hiding the Clairvoyant Ear, then it wouldn't be strange if another miraculous item with the same effect appeared.
Yuan Lixun opened her beautiful eyes wide and asked, "Young Master, what should we do?"
He Yiming spread out his hands and said helplessly, "There's no other way, we can only take one step at a time."
The two of them finished packing and continued to walk towards the depths of the mountain according to the route on the map. A long time after they had left, a black figure suddenly appeared here.
The speed of this figure was unimaginably fast. It was as if he was just air, as if he didn't have any weight at all.
The black figure circled around here like the wind, and seemed to be talking to himself, "What a sharp Clairvoyant Ear, I was almost discovered by him. To be so young, I's Clairvoyant Ear, what kind of technique is he practicing? " Looking up in the direction He Yiming and Yuan Lixun were heading, his brows furrowed, "Can't we fight in the dense forest? But they insist on drilling into the dense forest, it's really outrageous. "
After complaining, the figure moved again, and disappeared like a ghost again.
Even He Yiming's Soaring Cloud Rain Technique was not as good as such. However, only such an incredible light body technique could make He Yiming's Clairvoyant Ear technique unable to grasp.
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After walking in the mountains for more than a month, He Yiming and Yuan Lixun's dry rations had long been exhausted. However, with their strength, even if they did not bring anything, they would not starve in the forest.
At this time, they had gradually approached the Hohhot Mountains, but He Yiming did not easily enter, and had been wandering outside. He was like a wanderer who had lost his way in the forest and was going in circles somewhere.
Yuan Lixun naturally accompanied He Yiming at all times. As for the injury on her face, it had almost healed.
The medicine personally refined by the Medicine Man was very precious. If it could not even heal such a small injury, it would not be a disgrace to his reputation.
However, although the bruises had disappeared, there was still a small trace. It was not an easy task to remove this trace.
Holding Yuan Lixun's little hand, He Yiming suddenly looked in a direction in surprise.
Yuan Lixun's heart tightened and asked, "Young Master, have you found that person's trace?"
He Yiming shook his head and said, "That person appears and disappears like a ghost. God knows where he is hiding. But there is another group of people in front. What are these people doing here in the wilderness? Eh … "
Yuan Lixun was surprised and asked in surprise, "Young Master, what's the matter?"
He Yiming said in a deep voice, "They are also looking for the Hohhot Mountains, and they even mentioned the cave. It's strange."
As he spoke, he exerted a little force in his hand and immediately pulled Yuan Lixun in that direction.
A moment later, they had come to a valley. There were a total of seven men here. The leader had deep eyes and a high nose. His eyes were cold and there was a flash of fierce light from time to time.
He Yiming and Yuan Lixun swaggered in without the slightest concealment, which immediately attracted their attention.
The leader's eyes turned and glanced at them. Then, he immediately withdrew his gaze and turned a blind eye to them.
At this moment, He Yiming had restrained the huge aura on his body. Those who didn't know him would think that his internal strength was only about the sixth or seventh level. Although it was very rare for someone of his age to have the cultivation of the sixth or seventh level of internal strength. But at this moment, among the people in the valley, even the weakest one was at the peak of the seventh level of internal strength. Naturally, they didn't take the two of them seriously.
The seven people originally gathered together and discussed something in low voices. But when He Yiming appeared, they suddenly stopped talking.
He Yiming maintained a gentle smile on his face. He had already seen at a glance that the leader of these people, who had the highest internal strength, was only at the tenth level of internal strength. These people were no threat to him at all. Therefore, he went straight to the point and said, "Friends, I just heard you mention the Hohhot Mountains and the cave …"
Just as he said this, the faces of the seven people suddenly changed. The leader of the group gave a signal with his eyes, and the other six people leaped up as if they were flying. They quickly stepped out and surrounded the two of them.
He Yiming frowned slightly. He stopped and said, "Everyone, what do you mean by this?"
One of them held a long sword and grinned. "What do you mean? Let me tell you, you heard our conversation. Do you still want to leave alive? "
He Yiming was slightly startled. He smiled and said, "Do you want to take my life?"
The man chuckled and said, "Of course you're dead, brat. But the woman beside you will stay. We've been in this damn place for two months and we're almost bored to death. After we've had enough fun, we'll send her on the road to reunite with you. "
He Yiming's smiling face suddenly sank. The smile on his face instantly became as cold as ice.
The seven people felt a chill run down their spines at the same time. When He Yiming's face changed, they actually felt a chill run down their spines.
Their eyes suddenly became sharp, but after carefully observing for a while, they slowly calmed down.
In their eyes, both He Yiming and Yuan Lixun were only at the seventh level of internal strength.
In the face of these two young people, even the most cautious person would not have much fear.
Perhaps they had heard of He Yiming's name before. They also knew that there was a fifteen-year-old Innate Master in this world. However, such a freak was only one person. No one would have thought that they would actually meet such a powerful fiend in this place.
The person who spoke first spat fiercely and said, "Brat, are you trying to scare us with that face? Let your female companion take off her veil and let us see her face. How about that? "
The other six people did not object. Even if they were not naked, after knowing that He Yiming and the others had eavesdropped on their conversation, their hearts were filled with murderous intent. They would not allow them to leave.
He Yiming was so angry that he laughed. His heart was filled with murderous intent.
He laughed and said, "You want to kill me? Fine, let's see who's going to kill who."
He suddenly took a step forward and arrived in front of that person. He kicked out and directly kicked that person's chest. That person looked at He Yiming's kick with his eyes wide open. Although he wanted to dodge, his body could not keep up with the rhythm. He was kicked and immediately flew out.
His body did a 360-degree somersault in the air and then slammed heavily into a big tree. Then, he slid down like a fish. His mouth was foaming and his eyes were bulging. His internal organs were already shattered and he died on the spot.
He Yiming was slightly startled. He suddenly realized that his strength kept increasing, but his mentality did not seem to have kept up. Once he was enraged, his heart was filled with murderous intent. Moreover, what was more frightening was that he no longer respected and cherished the lives of ordinary people as much as he did in the past.
If it was in the past, he would not have killed that person without any scruples because of that sentence. Now, with a single thought, he attacked mercilessly. A life disappeared in an instant.
Unknowingly, his mentality was becoming more and more like Lu Xinwen and his disciples.
In his eyes, the vast masses of living beings were gradually becoming like ants.
For someone of his age, this kind of change in mentality was hard to accept. However, all these changes were carried out subtly. The moment he discovered it, it was as if everything had happened naturally.
All of a sudden, Yuan Lixun's voice was heard, which woke He Yiming up from his confusion.
His ears trembled slightly, and he was once again enraged.
When the six people saw He Yiming kick out and kill one of their brothers on the spot, they were shocked and knew that they had made a mistake.
The speed of that kick, the angle of the kick, and the strength of the kick, made them feel an irresistible threat. Therefore, they were all terrified. Even the strongest master, who was at the peak of the Houtian Realm, admitted that he was inferior.
However, no matter how they guessed, it was hard for them to imagine that they would encounter an Innate Master. Therefore, the rest of the people rushed toward Yuan Lixun.
In their minds, since He Yiming could kill for this woman, he naturally valued her very much. Therefore, they could only take her as a hostage to make He Yiming fear her.
However, they were digging their own graves. For Yuan Lixun, He Yiming even killed the Fourth Prince of the Tufan Country, not to mention these few people who he did not know.
His figure was like lightning, and no one knew when he returned to Yuan Lixun's side. It was as if he had never left.
Except for the leader, who was at the tenth level of the Internal Strength, who was fully on guard against He Yiming, the other five people attacked Yuan Lixun at the same time. They wanted to take her down in one fell swoop.
However, their eyes were dazzled, and He Yiming had magically appeared in their line of sight.
This sudden turn of events scared everyone out of their wits. Even the leader did not see He Yiming's movements. At this point, they realized that they had really kicked an iron plate. They had encountered a person who was far from what they could provoke.
"Let's go."
The leader made a prompt decision. He ran away, leaving his brothers behind, and fled into the distance.
Then, he heard screams one after another.
Every time he heard a scream, his heart sank a little. Five screams. Five brothers could not even resist for a few breaths.
He was shocked. Who exactly did he encounter?
However, before he could react, he heard someone say in his ear, "You should stay too."
His eyes suddenly widened, and he gritted his teeth. His hands desperately struck backward, and he used all the power of the tenth level of the Internal Strength without holding back.
However, all his power seemed to have hit a ball of cotton. It was so light that he could not exert any force at all.
Then, a strong suction force came. The power that he stimulated with all his strength could not be offset at all. Instead, he was forced to retreat step by step involuntarily.
He turned his head in horror and saw He Yiming stretching out a palm in the distance. He could clearly feel that the suction force that he could not break free from came from this palm.
He was suddenly disheartened. Seeing the scene of the power in the air, if he still could not guess that this was an Innate Master, he would be blind.
He Yiming learned from Yu Jinglei in the past. He used his True Qi to create a strange force field and sucked this person over.
He was secretly proud. After the One-Line Sky, his True Qi was condensed into one. It was far more powerful than the Hundred Scattering Heaven. However, at that time, Yu Jinglei had sucked in a Hundred Scatter Heaven elite, and his opponent was merely an acquired elite. The difference in difficulty was obvious at a glance.
Thinking of this, that little bit of pride suddenly disappeared without a trace. If he wanted to reach the level of Martial Uncle Yu, he would need to work harder.
"Sir, please spare my life." Although the leader was at the tenth level of the Internal Strength, he was also a clever person. Seeing that he was being controlled, he immediately cried out, "I am willing to give you the precious treasure of my sect. I only ask that you spare my life."
He Yiming focused his mind and said in a deep voice, "What is your name? What precious treasure do you have? What are you doing here?"
"I am Jiang Wenwu, the disciple of Lu Xinwen, the Innate Master of Jin Linguo. When my master was traveling the world in the past, he found a treasure cave. Now that my master is dead, I brought a group of brothers here to search for the whereabouts of the cave. "
He Yiming turned his head in surprise and looked at Yuan Lixun. Their hearts surged with a burst of extremely funny feeling at the same time.
He sighed softly. It turned out that Lu Xinwen's lineage was not extinct, but this last disciple fell into his hands by accident. He could not help but say that it was heaven's will.
Jiang Wenwu did not see He Yiming's expression and thought that he was moved. He quickly said, "Sir, although I don't know the specific location, I know the general direction. As long as you give me time, I will definitely find it."
He Yiming hesitated for a moment and finally made up his mind.
He said coldly, "Jiang Wenwu, do you know who I am?"
"I don't know." Jiang Wenwu said without hesitation. In his heart, he thought: If I knew you were a Xiantian master, I would not have dared to provoke you.
His heart suddenly moved. A Xiantian master …
He suddenly raised his head and looked at He Yiming dumbfoundedly, his eyes gradually filled with horror.
Such a young Xiantian master, could it be this person?
He Yiming nodded slowly and said, "You guessed right."
The blood drained from Jiang Wenwu's face in an instant. Since he had fallen into the hands of this person, how could he survive?
He Yiming heaved a long sigh. Just as he was about to speak, his ears violently trembled. A few meters away from him, a black shadow flashed, and a thin sword light pierced towards his chest at an incomparable speed. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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