Chapter 1388

Night Hong eyebrow suddenly a frown.

Although Zhang Baizhan's last sentence was whispered, it was caught by night Hong's terrible hearing.

When he was trying to figure out the meaning of that sentence, his thoughts were interrupted by Sima Zhengming, who suddenly came to his side.

"Boy, I really didn't mistake you!"

Night Hong looks at the smiling Sima Zhengming and hands the Dragon Tiger Taoist Scripture forward.

"It's a birthday gift from my younger generation, so as not to be talked about by some people."

Night Hong light way.

Although he did not name who, but people have tacitly turned their attention to sima'an in the crowd.

Just now sima'an repeatedly stressed that ye Hong did not prepare for the birthday ceremony.

Can ask the present crowd, who can send birthday gift can compare to the weight of this book in the hands of Yehong?!

When Sima settled down, he turned his head in embarrassment, and did not dare to look at the sarcastic eyes from all directions.

However, Sima Zhengming just glanced at this treasure and pushed Yehong's hand back.

"It's yours."

Night Hongwei Zheng.

Although he won the battle, he used the residence of the gossip gate as a bet.

Therefore, this dragon tiger Taoist Scripture should belong to the eight trigrams.

Before the war, he negotiated with Sima Zhengming on the price of going to war.

Sima Zhengming seemed to see that ye Hong was puzzled, touched his beard, and disdained his mouth: "can the Dragon Tiger Taoist Scripture compare with the original eight trigrams?

If the poor understand these books, they are polluting the collection of eight trigrams and Taoism!

However...

Sima Zhengming took a deep look at Ye Hong: "you are different.

You are one of the weirdest monsters I have ever seen.

You can understand the eight trigrams without hindrance when you have the Shushan sword.

I think this book of dragon and tiger Scripture will not defeat you.

It's better for you to add the icing on the cake than to put it in my gossip door. "

Night Hong shrugged and put the book in his arms: "then I will not follow the Taoist priest, you are polite."

Sima Zhengming looks at night Hong, but the color of praise in his eyes is more and more intense.

"Boy, don't you really want to be a disciple of me?"

Night Hong did not respond, but Sima Zhengming continued: "that green eyebrow must have not given you any conditions?"?

If you agree to be my disciple, I will give you the future of the whole Bagua sect as a gift, OK? "

Sima Zhengming looks at Ye Hong with a smile, but there is no sense of joking in his eyes.

When they heard Sima Zhengming's last words, they were afraid to move forward.

Tai Yi palace behind her casts a soft yellow light.

Under the illumination of light, the shadow of Yehong and Sima Zhengming seems to be a straight line.

It's like the top-down line of inheritance.

Sima'an looked at the scene with envy and jealousy, and his face was bloodless.

Sima chongting was excited and murmured to himself: "if you let elder martial brother ye be the next leader, there will be no shortage of money in the mountains..."

Sima Lu beside him nodded after hearing this.

In a strange atmosphere, night Hong silently shook his head: "let me think about it again."

"Ai --"

Sima Zhengming sighed with disappointment and said, "it's just it. I can't force you too hard..."

he turned around and told his disciples to pick up the guests on the mountain road.

But not long after the disciple went there, he ran back in panic.

"No, no!"

"Flustered and flustered, the cultivation has been done to the dog!" Sima Zhengming looked ugly and scolded, "is there something wrong with the guests?"

"No, all the guests are safe and sound." The disciple gasped: "yes, but... The eight trigrams in the forbidden area are gone!"

The scene suddenly fell into a strange silence.