The girl with a deer hunting cap, with her big eyes flashing, looked at Yehong for a long time before she said in a voice, "what's the matter with you?"

The voice was as clear as a oriole, ringing in the night sky, as if someone was playing a night movement.

Ye Hong asked: "little sister, what are you doing here at night?"

The girl pouted discontentedly: "look, you are not much older than others. Why do you call them little sister?

Why are you here first

Yehong casually made up a reason and said: "I like this restaurant called night food. I didn't expect that they didn't open today, so I just strolled around."

The girl looked gloomy for some reason.

She looked up again, looked at the night food building and muttered to herself, "it's a pity... The store you like is going to close soon.

It's really annoying. People haven't tasted their supreme series yet. "

Night Hong pupil suddenly shrinks, just want to continue to ask, but see this girl has a jump to leave.

She also does not return, natural and unrestrained ground waved to night Hong: "strange person, have time to see you."

The sound of tides coming from the sea, with the sound of clear sea breeze, all pierce into the ears of night Hong.

In the silence, Ye Hong, who was still chewing the words of the nameless girl, moved her ears slightly.

"Who is it?"

He turned around and found a figure coming slowly from the sea to the night food.

This figure is wearing a white ancient style long shirt, but the front chest of the long shirt is decorated with a lifelike green dragon.

The green dragon roared to the sky, and with the firm pace of the man, there was a kind of domineering momentum that kept pouring out from him.

Although he seems to be walking leisurely, he can take a few steps at will, but he has already walked forward for several feet.

But a few blink of an eye, came to have already appeared in front of night Hong.

His hair and beard were white, and his long white beard was pulled to his chest. Fiction www.xs8.net

Looking at the old man's cold eyes, night Hong heart alarm bell.

It's not nice of you!

"Ji Yueling, the former owner of the Ji family, has come to ask Mr. Ye for advice."

The old man cold mouth, so that night Hong eyebrows straight frown.

Come on, hit the small one, and finally come the old one.

Although Yehong had psychological preparation, he did not expect that the other party would directly let Ji Yueling come to this level.

Ji Yue mausoleum, one of the three ancient families in Bailu City, is the former owner of Ji family.

For ordinary people, the name may be quite ordinary, or even have no impression.

But if you know a little bit about the history of egret City, you will know what position the name of Ji Yue mausoleum has in the past few decades.

According to legend, Ji Yue mausoleum is the personal guard of a holy throne!

It is because of this that the governor of Jiangnan province is so polite to the Ji family and turns a blind eye to their mistakes.

Regarding this rumor, night Hong does not agree.

He only knew that the strength of the old man was really terrible!

"Ding! Trigger the entry-level ability to see through the target...

"Ding! See through, target type: Master of ancient martial arts.

Target combat style: Xingyiquan · Wuxing boxing, changeable in shape and good at internal strength.

Target weakness: temporarily unable to see through.

If you want to see through the target weakness, ask the host to improve the ability to see through! "

Five element boxing?

Night Hong eyebrows a pick, in the heart of Ji Yue mausoleum guard heart more heavy.