Zhao Zheng let out an "oh" and said, "Then you...... Are you going to take it?"

Sima Daoist nodded, "I see you as a good person, the husband is not guilty, you are guilty, you hold this treasure, it will only bring you endless murderous disasters, it is better for me to hold it for you, in exchange, I will spare you for my sin, you can go now." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Zhao Zheng thought about it, he was like a stone to hurt others for no reason, people did not see the strange but let themselves go, it was indeed his own luck, as for that inch of light, if it was really a treasure, wouldn't it be a disaster to hold it yourself? It's just a pity that the minotaur didn't have a chance to get it.

He figured this out, clenched his fists, and slowly withdrew from the door, for fear that Sima Daoist would suddenly regret it, even if he took away the pebble, he would not forgive himself, which would be terrible.

Sima Daoist was still focused on looking at Cunguang, he didn't even glance at Zhao Zheng, and after talking, he realized that Zhao Zheng was the most ordinary person among ordinary people, and it was not worth mentioning at all, so he wanted to send him away.

Zhao Zheng exited the door, and suddenly felt a strong attack behind him, and the light in front of him suddenly brightened, and then he was surrounded by a light, only to hear a voice say: "Old friend Sima, you are too inauthentic, just take other people's treasures like this?"

Zhao Zheng's body was suspended in the air, and he had been pulled high by a strong force, Sima Daoist broke out of the door, the long sword in his hand shook out, and stabbed at the piece of light in the air.

It turned out that the light was the red light that had just escaped.

Zhao Zheng only felt that his body was hanging, and he quickly withdrew backwards, Sima Daoist stabbed the air with a sword, and made up for a sword, one sword after another, and continuously stabbed towards the red light, the red light retreated again and again, and the sword qi spread in the air, Zhao Zheng only felt that Fu Fu was no longer a millimeter worse, and his body was about to be stabbed.

At this time, in the dead of night, the other Taoist priests were still asleep, but they saw that in the sky, two figures were circling around.

Zhao Zheng was held hostage by Hongguang and dragged towards the southwest, and Sima Daoist knew that Hongguang was trying to lure him out, so he scoffed at him, and immediately followed closely.

About a stick of incense, the red light fell to the ground in a valley, the red light dissipated, Zhao Zheng fell to the ground, and in the dissipated red light, a man wearing a robe gradually appeared, the figure was magnificent, under the light of the moon and stars, but the sleeves of the robe were colorful, and the workmanship was exquisite, but under the light of the stars and moon, the person had the head of a beast, and there were slightly horns exposed.

Zhao Zheng accidentally glanced at it, and took a step back, the beast head that seeped human hair was clearly the head of a deer, needless to say, this person was a deer demon, but looking at his graceful state, people couldn't help but feel awe-stricken.

I saw a figure flashing not far away, and Sima Daoist had chased after him, he put down the long sword in his hand, seemed to have eliminated the hostility, and hugged his fists and said: "Mr. Lu, don't come unharmed." ”

The deer-headed man laughed, laughed arrogantly, put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and his bearing was even more leisurely, nodding lightly, but did not return the salute.

After a while, he turned his eyes from the ethereal night sky, looked at Sima Daoist, and said, "Master Sima, how are the preparations for the celebration meeting on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15?"

The Sima Taoist wondered what Mr. Lu meant by this, and said lightly: "Everything has been done properly, and the head of Jingji Ancestor will be sent as a gift for celebration." ”

When Mr. Lu heard this, he burst out laughing again, as if he had heard the most funny thing in the world, and his deer head trembled in laughter.

After a long time, he stopped laughing, and a cold air appeared in a pair of slightly cloudy eyes, and said: "I'm afraid that Sima Xuantian today is no longer the Sima Xuantian of the past, and he will only follow behind other people's butts, no wonder, no wonder, hahaha." ”

Mr. Deer burst into laughter again.

Sima Xuantian was not angry, and said, "How can you say this?"

Mr. Lu saw Sima Xuantian slowly entering the alley and said, " Although Suoyang City was captured by the heroes of the world, it was the Heshan faction that suffered the heaviest losses, and Jiulao Mountain was in the middle of the merit, only sending a dozen people from Shanshuimen to reinforce, and after a few battles, he said that there was something important and fled away, leaving only your Heshan faction to be alone, and he won by luck, but the post of the celebration meeting was also sent out by his Jiulao Mountain, as if it had nothing to do with your Heshan faction, and now Sima Da is cleaning up the mess in this lonely Suoyang City, Sima Zhangmen, do you think it is wronged?

Mr. Lu talked eloquently, and there was a deep sense of provocation hidden in his words.

Sima Xuantian listened to him silently, but he remained silent, smiled faintly, and suddenly laughed: "Mr. Lu, you are a master in the world, why did you suddenly take care of these idle things, could it be ......?"

The implication of his words was that Mr. Mo Feilu was secretly having an affair with Jing Jimen, so he would come up with this trick to sow discord, but he didn't say it, and the look on his face was clearly written.

He knew that this Mr. Lu was a master of the world, and he had always been nostalgic for the mountains and rivers, and he never asked about the things on the rivers and lakes, but recently this Mr. Lu has appeared repeatedly, as if there was some premeditation.

Mr. Lu ignored his skeptical answer at all, and said lightly: "You know the stakes and the stakes, go back and taste it slowly." ”

He knew that he couldn't convince Sima Xuantian of what he said with a word, leaving room for him to go back and slowly experience it, wouldn't it be better?

Sima Xuantian was unceremonious, and said proudly: "If Mr. Lu has nothing else to do, please go back and rest early." ”

Mr. Lu snorted in his nostrils, as if he was spewing out a little bit of white gas, and said: "Is this the hospitality of your master Sima? It's really different from the past, okay, I'll go, but I want to warn you, the inch of light you got is not a treasure, but a disaster of killing, you quickly return the goods to the original owner, I will go." ”

As soon as Mr. Lu's words fell, he saw a flash of red light in the sky, and his figure disappeared.

Sima Xuantian looked at Mr. Lu who disappeared out of thin air in a daze, and he couldn't catch the slightest sign in the air that he was still here just now, his eyes scanned in the void, and finally fell on Zhao Zheng's body, his eyes became stern, and said, "Did you hear what we said just now?"

Sima Xuantian asked knowingly, but Zhao Zheng still nodded honestly.

Sima Xuantian's eyes suddenly flashed with murderous intent, and he suddenly said, "Then I can't spare you." ”

As soon as the long sword was raised, it stabbed at Zhao Zheng with lightning speed, Zhao Zheng waved his hand again and again, and shouted: "Although I heard it, I didn't hear it clearly at all." ”

This is also true, in that case, where does Zhao Zheng still have the heart to listen to what others say.