"Is he trying to test me? I'm worried that I'm telling lies?" The disciple of the Ming Xizong ran wildly and pondered Wang Yimiao's thoughts.

So he said loudly: "Brother, the secret I want to tell is absolutely true, and I also swear with the heart of martial arts."

Although Wang Yimiao was not interested in the secret content and didn't want to listen to it, he couldn't help but sneer at him when he heard the disciple of the Ming Xizong.

I used the heart of martial arts to swear that I had played this bad move just now, but now I turned around and was like using the same move to fool myself? Only when people can believe it will be a ghost!

Wang Yimiao couldn't help but yell: "It's useless to swear with the heart of martial arts!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that he had said the wrong thing. He just swears with the heart of martial arts. As soon as this sentence comes out, isn’t it just a slap in the face by himself?

The disciple of the Ming Xizong was confused for a moment, but did not focus too much on Wang Yimiao's previous words. Instead, he was eager to pay attention to his safety at the moment. He wanted to exchange a secret for his departure safely, so he was more concerned about how to make Wang Yimiao believe his words.

But he really couldn't think of a more trustworthy form than swearing with the heart of martial arts. He couldn't help but suspect that what Wang Yimiao said just now was a provocation. So he ignored Wang Yimiao's expression and directly made a vow with the heart of martial arts, saying that the secret he was about to tell was absolutely true.

While chasing him, Wang Yimiao watched the disciple of Ming Xizong swear on his own, but he did not interfere, allowing the disciple of Ming Xizong to entertain himself.

He just whispered: "Why are young people so shameless nowadays? I have clearly exposed them, and I still have to pretend to be nothing. I have never seen such a shameless person!"

After the disciple of Ming Xizong vowed to finish, he ignored Wang Yimiao's reaction and continued: "I have already swore with the heart of martial arts. Brother, you don't have to say more. I will tell you the secret content."

He plans to only talk about part of it and leave part of it. If Wang Yimiao repents despite his oath of martial arts, he can also have the bargaining chips to save his life.

So he cleared his throat and ran and said, "Actually in Lei Qing's hands..."

When Wang Yimiao heard that the disciple of Ming Xizong wanted to tell the secret, and indeed said Lei Qing, he was shocked and hurriedly shouted: "Shut up!"

As he said that, he speeded up and wanted to rush forward to stop the disciple of Ming Xizong and talk further.

However, just as he accelerated his pace, he suddenly tied up a protruding stone. He couldn't control the effect of inertia at all and fell to the ground. His face was close to the ground. His already swollen face instantly felt aching.

But the bad luck did not stop there. He was about to get up, but Huang Shang, who followed him, couldn't stop for a moment, stepped directly through his body, stepped him back to the ground, and left a row of clear footprints on his clothes.

He could only watch the mouth of the Ming Xizong disciple helplessly and shockedly, as if the secret that the Ming Xizong disciple was about to tell was the biggest embarrassing thing in his life.

The disciple of the Ming Xizong took advantage of this and said the rest smoothly: "There is a magic weapon with amazing power and can be compared with the move of the powerful Linghou master."

Wang Yimiao stared at the disciple of Mingxi Sect in a daze, and was still lying on the ground, saying to himself in confusion: "This is what you are talking about?"

The disciple of the Ming Xizong was relieved when he saw that Wang Yimiao was still lying on the ground and did not continue chasing him, but the pace under his feet did not dare to slow down at all.

Huang Shang, who stepped over Wang Yimiao, hurriedly stopped and ran back to support Wang Yimiao carefully. He felt uneasy, afraid that Wang Yimiao would blame him.

Ji Lingyi also walked to Wang Yimiao at this time, helped to help Wang Yimiao up, and asked nervously: "Are you okay?"

Wang Yimiao did not reply immediately, but fell into thinking.

"I didn't expect that when facing the disciples of Ming Xizong, I felt so strong in my heart. If I really chased the disciples of Ming Xizong, I would have to ask him about the whereabouts of the eldest brother and junior sister ten. Wouldn't I shoot myself in the foot by myself? And it doesn't seem to be fake when the disciples of Ming Xizong said that Ming Xizong didn't have the means to deal with me. I'm afraid I'll die when I rushed over with my current state. It seems that I'd better obey my true intentions."

Thinking of this, he pretended to be injured and said to Ji Lingyi aggrievedly: "My hand hurts so much, as if I had broken a bone. My feet hurt, as if I had sprained. I can't chase the disciple of the Ming Xizong anymore. It seems that it's really hateful to let him run away this time!"

Ji Ying and others heard Wang Yimao's words, and couldn't help but stop and slowly walked towards Wang Yimao.

The disciple of Ming Xizong is not weak, he is a real demon in the top ten of the Ming Xizong strength list. With their strength, without Wang Yimiao, even if they join forces, they can't beat the disciple of Ming Xizong.

Moreover, this is the territory of Emperor Xizong of Ming, so it is not certain that when will the people of Emperor Xizong of Ming come to support the disciple of Emperor Xizong.

Ji Ying sighed helplessly: "Oh, I actually let Barna run away!"

She stared at Wang Yimiao and asked uncertainly: "You really want to let Banna go? He is the top ten monster in the list of Ming Xizong's strength. Killing him can cause great losses to Ming Xizong."

"What can I do in my current state?" Wang Yimiao shrugged.

Huang Shang was very panicked. He was afraid that Wang Yimiao's condition would be caused by himself. He hurriedly bent down to check Wang Yimiao's legs and feet, and asked caringly: "Fellow Daoist Wang, which leg is sprained? I am a little expert in bone formation, and I will help you pick it up."

"Ah!" Wang Yimao howled, and his feet were like a dragon going out to sea, kicking Huang Shang away with one kick.

Then he said calmly: "Well, you are indeed a little expert in bone cutting. My feet are already well. I also tested it with you. The effect is good. You are simply a reincarnation of a miracle doctor."

Huang Shang thought that Wang Yimiao was blaming him for trampling on him, and that his foot was to vent his anger, so he smiled and said with a pity: "Fellow Daoist Wang, it's a mistake. I'm very happy to be able to cure fellow Daoist Wang's feet."

Wang Yimiao couldn't help but be surprised and thought to himself: "Can you really do whatever you want if you have the strength?"

After this little episode, everyone saw that Wang Yimiao was on strike, but she had no choice but to ask: "Then where will we go next?"

"Leave Taoyelin first, there is a breath here that makes me feel disgusted." Wang Yimiao looked at the stone forest ahead of him coldly, as if he was looking at nothing.

"Is it your athlete's foot?" Ji Lingyi asked quickly.

ps: Today I will resume two updates every day. Because of some issues, today's chapters will be long and short, and it may be the same tomorrow, but nothing can stop me from 2,500 words per chapter the night after tomorrow~!
Chapter completed!