V6.Chapter 603

The glow of dawn gradually appeared. The sun was hidden behind the peaks and caged a hazy light around them. The light infected the light blue sky around, and the Golden Dawn slowly appeared in the sky.

Clouds are flying in the sky, and the breeze is blowing, changing various shapes.

At this time, he Yiming flashed out of the back mountain path of the manor. Their bodies were like electricity. In just a moment, they had deceived everyone and returned to the backyard.

With their ability at this time, if they want to hide from ordinary people, it is absolutely an easy thing.

This time, he Yiming went to the totem clan, and they gained a lot, especially the accidental completion of the high-level accompanying ceremony, which filled his heart with confidence.

He even couldn't wait to fight Edwin.

However, just as he Yiming had just set foot in the backyard, his figure suddenly stopped.

Looking up at the front, he Yiming frowned slightly, and his face also became dignified.

In the backyard, there are several strong breath of life. These smells are by no means simple, and each one represents a strong Shinto.

1、 Two, three... Six, seven.

There are seven breath belonging to the strong of Shinto.

Although there are many strong Shinto in today's Hejia villa, it is impossible to have this number. A rather strange idea suddenly appeared in his heart. Is it possible that the Shinto has been flooded now?

"Brother he is back." Mou Zilong's bright voice came out of the inner room.

After hearing this familiar and joyful voice, he Yiming secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If there were any accidents at home, Mou Zilong would never speak in such a tone.

It can be seen that although there are several unidentified Shinto strongmen at home, they should have no malice.

Several doors in the backyard opened one after another. When the people inside came out, even he Yiming was a little stunned.

In HeJiazhuang, there were originally three shintoids, Yuan Lixun, Mou Zilong and shintoid puppets, but at this time, there were four more shintoid strongmen.

In addition to Liu mu in the northwest Tianchi River, Ao Minhang, Ma Yu and Bao Yanzhu in Lingxiao hall all came here.

His eyebrows were slightly raised, and he Yiming's face immediately showed a smile and said, "everyone has come all the way, and he hasn't met. Don't be surprised."

Ma Jian looked at he Yiming seriously. His eyes were quite strange. He said straight to the point, "brother he, you have a great reputation for killing dragons this time. Congratulations."

He Yiming was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that his dragon killing spread so fast that even Ma Yu, who was far away in southern Xinjiang, heard it.

"Brother Ma is flattering. He is just fighting back in self-defense."

Ma Yu shook his head and sighed lightly, "that guy Samoud is grumpy, but the space he has is really very important. If you can kill it, I'll be relieved."

He Yiming looked around and said with a smile, "brother Ma, is that why you came here together?"

Ma hehe smiled and said, "of course not. We came together to cheer you on."

He Yiming shook his head and said helplessly, "it's too heavy for you three to come together."

Ao Minhang said solemnly, "brother he, you are fighting on behalf of our eastern world this time. Although I and others are not talented and can't help you, there is still no problem waving flags and shouting behind you."

Mou Zilong laughed and said, "everyone, since you have come, please enter the room and talk in detail."

The crowd nodded one after another, and under the leadership of Mou Zilong, they entered the largest living room in the backyard.

Although this living room cannot be compared with the beast temple, it is more than enough to sit these people.

He Yiming sighed in his heart that he spent far less time traveling than at home. In contrast, Mu Zilong is more like the master here.

Turning his eyes, he found that these gods were living in the backyard, while Chu Haozhou and Deng Yichen were missing.

Yuan Lixun came to him and whispered, "brother Chu and brother Deng don't want to live with them, so they moved out temporarily."

He Yiming immediately understood that the martial arts accomplishments of Chu Haozhou and Deng Yichen were far from those of the strong Shinto.

It's okay to live with Mu Zilong and Yuan Lixun. You can also ask Mu Zilong for martial arts problems at any time. However, when so many Shinto strongmen suddenly poured into the backyard, it was naturally difficult for them to live here with peace of mind.

"Elder he, can you gain something from your trip to the totem clan this time?" After sitting down, Bao Yanzhu asked very directly.

He Yiming smiled and said, "thank you for your concern, brother Bao. I have a little gain."

Ao Minhang and others showed a trace of joy in their eyes.

Although the relationship between Ao Minhang and Ma Yu and him is quite complex, they are not necessarily friends. But at this moment, they really sincerely hope that he Yiming can become stronger.

Ma Yu smiled and said, "since brother he can gain something from this trip, it's really my luck in the East. It can be seen that the luck is still in the East. Until the next millennium, those people in the west won't want to touch the eastern world."

Bao Yanzhu shook his head slightly and said with a smile, "brother Ma, you are wrong this time."

Ma Yu was slightly stunned and said, "brother Bao, what's your advice?"

Bao Yanzhu pointed in the direction of he Yiming and said, "elder he is still dissatisfied with yijiazi this year. Even if the next millennium comes, those people in the West will not want to jump on his hands."

Ma Yu gave a wry smile, and there was inevitably a trace of difference in his eyes looking at he Yiming.

Such a young Shinto strongman really has a promising future.

Far more than the lazy boar hanging on 108's body, he suddenly pricked his nose a few times, and then his blurred eyes suddenly opened.

The little guy jumped up and jumped into the void with a slight force.

Everyone's eyes fell on Baozhu, and they didn't understand what the deformed beast was doing.

He Yiming secretly said that he was surprised. Baozhu's action was no stranger to him.

Every time before finding something good, Baozhu will show this appearance.

Nowadays, there are very few things that can be seen by Baozhu. The last time I saw Baozhu like this was in the Western dragon valley.

Facing the wealth like a hill, not only Baozhu was fascinated, but even he Yiming had the idea of empty the whole dragon treasure.

"Brother he, what happened to it?" Bao Yanzhu asked suspiciously.

"This little guy found something good..." he Yiming's words suddenly gave a pause. His heart was cold, and he immediately remembered a very bad thing.

This is the he family manor, and if there is any natural treasure hidden in the manor, he will never believe it.

But the treasure pig will never be aimless in the treasure hunt, so there must be a treasure here that can make it exciting. But since this treasure is not from HeJiazhuang, it must be the treasure brought by these foreign Shinto strongmen.

Thinking of this, he Yiming was immediately shocked.

Baozhu, the little guy, even plans to seek their treasures. Isn't this asking for trouble.

He frowned slightly and immediately passed his thoughts through the spiritual connection.

The little guy blinked his small eyes a few times and glanced in the direction of he Yiming. The voice of Baozhu suddenly rang out in he Yiming's heart.

"I just smelled Lei Zhenzi."

He Yiming's heart beat vigorously, and even his concentration was difficult to completely control at this moment.

Lei Zhenzi, this is an artifact Lei Zhenzi.

Now Baima Leilei has 22 leizhenzi on his body. If he can gather the remaining two, it will be a complete artifact thunderbolt sky.

Faintly, he Yiming also sensed the excitement from the white horse thunder.

Obviously, white horse thunder, who has always been calm, also attaches great importance to this news.

With a flash of light in his eyes, he Yiming immediately decided that no doubt Lei Zhenzi fell into anyone's hands, and he would get it at any cost.

"Baozhu, whose body is Lei Zhenzi?" He Yiming asked with his mind.

Baozhu's nose sniffed a few times again, suddenly spread his hooves and ran out suddenly.

At the same time, the voice of he Yiming and white horse thunder and lightning came from their hearts.

"Lei Zhenzi is not in the room. He passed by in the air. Now he is far away. Go after him."

He Yiming was slightly stunned, and immediately realized that he was wrong at first. It turned out that this Lei Zhenzi was not on a Shinto strongman in the room, but was carried by someone passing over He Jia Zhuang.

His face was slightly red, and he immediately stood up. Lang said, "everyone, I have something important to do. Don't blame me for being rude." Before the words fell, he had flown out peacefully.

The white horse let out a long neigh of thunder and lightning, and then flew into the air.

Everyone in the room looked at each other. Until now, no one knew what had happened.

Liu Mu just hesitated a little, then shook his body and rushed out first.

He Yiming is the future patriarch of the Tianchi vein, and must not be damaged.

The others looked at each other and left the room almost at the same time. They flew into the sky and chased in the direction of he Yiming's departure.

As far as their eyes could reach, he Yiming had turned into a white light trace, which seemed to disappear in their eyes at any time. The hearts of all people were tight. If they were thrown away by him like this, wouldn't the strong of the Shinto have a dark face.

In an instant, everyone picked up the fastest speed and sped away as fast as possible.

In the room, only Shinto puppets remained quietly, silently obeying the orders given by he Yiming and guarding the safety of he family village.