V6.Chapter 169

In mid air, he Yiming held Baozhu in his arms and flew slowly with 108.

He turned his head, looked behind his eyes, frowned slightly, and said, "brother Bai, why hasn't thunder and lightning come?"

After feeling the breath of challenge, he Yiming knew that it must be the beautiful holy tiger he had met in Beijing.

Although this big tiger is well-known, it has no divine animal blood after all. It is worse than white horse thunder and lightning or treasure pig. White horse thunder and lightning can even play with the top beast king spirit elephant in the holy beast. Naturally, there is no problem to deal with a beautiful holy tiger.

According to their previous inference, as long as they slow down for a moment, the white horse will be able to catch up.

However, to their surprise, until now, they still got nothing. Looking back at the distance, there was no white horse's fast and proud figure at all.

108 calmly glanced at he Yiming and said, "don't worry, it's no problem."

"Really?"

"I have calculated that the possibility of the colorful holy tiger defeating thunder and lightning is infinitely close to zero. Its challenge to thunder and lightning this time has provoked the killing heart of thunder and lightning, and there is no doubt that it will die."

He Yiming hesitated for a moment. He nodded slowly and said anxiously, "lightning won't hurt."

"No." Hundred and eight did not hesitate and said firmly, "the strength of thunder and lightning is too much stronger than the beautiful holy tiger, so there is no possibility of injury."

He Yiming nodded repeatedly, but somehow, in his heart, there was a faint ominous sign.

He glanced at one hundred and eighty-one. Generally speaking, he firmly believed in the inference of one hundred and eighty-eight, because this guy rarely made mistakes.

However, there was one thing that he still remembered. When he went to sea in the past, his evaluation of the boat made him have a very depressed time.

At this moment, perhaps because of the shadow in his heart, he Yiming thought of the dialogue with 108 on the sea ship that day for no reason.

Shook his head, he Yiming put the idea aside. Because he is also very clear about the huge strength gap between the white horse with divine beast blood and the beautiful holy tiger. No matter from any point of view, there is no reason to lose or get hurt.

Baozhu suddenly hummed in the arms of he Yiming, looking quite excited.

He Yiming was slightly stunned, his eyes looked towards the rear, and a happy smile suddenly appeared on his face.

A white dot was printed into his eyes from a distant place. Although the white dot was faintly visible, he Yiming, who was very familiar with it, recognized it at once.

But, just in a flash, the smile on he Yiming's face suddenly stopped.

He opened his mouth wide and his face was full of amazement.

The white dot is gradually expanding, and the speed is enough to make any holy beast ashamed. However, in the eyes of he Yiming, he can clearly feel that the speed of white horse is much slower than before.

Without thinking, he turned around and came up.

Behind him, the gem like eyes of 1008 emitted a huge light, and countless information was messy, which seemed to be in danger of falling into a crash.

In his inference, white horse thunder and lightning can certainly win easily, and there is no possibility of any injury. But in fact, with his unique eye structure, he has seen the embarrassed appearance of white horse at the moment.

This fact has exceeded his computing power, making him feel a sense of program confusion for the first time.

However, his body just stopped for a moment, and immediately followed he Yiming to catch up.

Soon, he Yiming had already met white horse thunder and lightning with Baozhu in his arms. After seeing the appearance of thunder and lightning at the moment, he Yiming's heart was filled with surprise and anger.

On the body of thunder and lightning, there were many sporadic wounds, especially on his left body, which was already bloodstained. Not only that, there are several sharp teeth on the back thigh of thunder and lightning, which deeply pierced the thigh of thunder and lightning.

Every time lightning runs, its thigh muscles will twitch. Although he Yiming has not experienced it personally, it is conceivable that this pain is definitely not easy to endure.

He Yiming, shaking his body, had come to the white horse. He didn't ask why the white horse was so badly hurt, but stretched out his hand and gently patted the white horse on the thigh.

Powerful Qi instantly came to those wounds, those sharp teeth trembled slightly, and then shot out like an arrow.

Originally, there was not much blood flowing out here, but when these sharp teeth were taken out by he Yiming, a lot of blood suddenly flowed out.

He Yiming frowned slightly, and his Qi flowed in these wounds, which soon stopped the blood.

The white horse thunder and lightning stood quietly, and the huge pain did not seem to affect it at all.

He Yiming looked up, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. At this time, the white horse seems to have undergone some transformation. Although he can't understand this change, this feeling is absolutely right.

He took out a white stone from his arms and held it to the mouth of white horse. As soon as it gnawed, it immediately bit off a small half.

As the white horse chewed slowly, a thick milky light flashed on its body.

He Yiming knew that this was a sign that Baima's injury was about to recover.

Baishi's wonderful function is not effective. This little injury is only a trivial matter for Baishi's healing ability. It only takes a short moment to completely recover.

He Yiming turned his head and said, "brother Bai, didn't you say that lightning won't hurt?"

108 opened his mouth, suddenly made a slight noise from his stomach, and then a black smoke came out of his mouth.

He Yiming looked at him with tongue tied eyes. He didn't understand what the hell he was doing.

However, he never thought that baiba fell down straightly and hit the ground with a plop.

He Yiming and Baozhu looked at each other, and they both saw deep fear in each other's eyes.

It's really a ghost today. In dealing with a small beautiful holy tiger, white horse unexpectedly suffered such a serious injury, and what's more terrifying is that 1008 fell down. This is the first time he has such an abnormal situation.

In their combination, 1008 has always played a role of fixing the sea like a needle. This time, the psychological impact of the fall on he Yiming is even far greater than the injury of BMW.

A light hiss came from behind, and the light on the white horse had all disappeared. As he Yiming expected, the wounds on its body also disappeared.

Shenjun's white horse appeared in front of he Yiming again. However, compared with the past, it seems to have grown a lot, and even its temperament has changed subtly.

It seems to be a little less jumping and a little more calm.

"Hoo..."

Hundred and eight suddenly sat up from the ground, and then his body stood up stiff.

He Yiming pulled his face and said, "brother Bai, what's the matter with you?"

"Nothing. The program is chaotic. I restarted it."

He Yiming frowned, but it was a pity that although he and 108 had been together for many years, he still couldn't understand this sentence.

With a slight sigh, he turned over and mounted the horse and said, "we'll continue to chase."

The white horse thunder and lightning turned into a white line, and went forward again at the fastest speed. On its tail, 108 was still dragging the suspension. However, compared with the original, white horse no longer made the rolling yellow smoke, but walked forward with a very serious attitude.

He Yiming learned the previous lesson and never mentioned what happened to these two guys.

In fact, no matter what happens to them, as long as they are still around, it is enough

An hour later, a slight cheer came from Baozhu's mouth. He Yiming immediately understood that they were gradually catching up.

However, he Yiming soon found that on their way forward, there was a middle-aged man in blue standing suddenly, with his hands on his back, standing in the middle of the road they had to go through. In his hand, he was holding a golden wolf hair, waving it casually, as if he were painting in the void.

He Yiming glanced at him. Although he had already felt the strong breath on this person, he did not stop at all. As long as this person doesn't stop himself, he doesn't mind letting white horse thunder and lightning detour a little, but if he wants to stop, he will be prepared to meet the anger of one person and two animals except 108 at the same time.

The white horse made a slight turn and bypassed the man from then on. However, at this moment, the man opened his mouth and said, "do you want to know Zhan Xuan's whereabouts?"

The white horse suddenly raised its feet and stopped abruptly.

He Yiming looked back, his eyes glittered, and said, "do you know?"

When he was in the northwest, he Yiming once asked Tianchi to inquire about the origin and whereabouts of the severed finger.

After knowing his relationship with Kairong, his name was easily known, but his people seemed to disappear out of thin air. Even with the strength of Tianchi, it was impossible to find out where he was hiding.

He Yiming had long planned to end this resentment after returning from southern Xinjiang this time. But unexpectedly, someone said this sentence here.

The man smiled and said, "I overheard a message by chance. I don't know if it will help you."

"Please say."

"As far as I know, when the Qilian double demons returned to the blessed land of the cave, there was once a severed finger around them." The man smiled and said, "I know so much. As for whether I believe it or not, please."

He Yiming looked at him coldly and suddenly asked, "what do you call your excellency?"

"Old man Yan Feicheng, deputy head of the huangquan sect, made brother he laugh."

He Yiming raised his eyebrows, looked at him suspiciously, and finally said, "thank you for your advice." He patted the horse gently, and the white horse thunder and lightning continued to chase down like flying.

Yan Fei sighed and murmured, "I'm also energetic. Whether I can escape to my grandfather depends on your own luck..."