at this time.

Hong Dezheng, the leader of Gale Valley, noticed Bai Miaoke's black hair.

More than ten years ago.

Bai Miaoke already had white hair.

Every time there is a conflict between the two sects, Hong Dezheng and Bai Miaoke almost always come to terms with each other.

The two sects are of equal strength, and if they really fight, both sides will lose at best.

The two old men knew that no benefit would come from beating them, so the most they could do was to let the disciples below them fight for a while.

If it gets too big, they'll just show up to adjust it!

And every time I see Hong Dezheng, he will be like a white old man!

But now, Bai Miaoke actually has black hair.

"Old man Bai, what's going on?"

Hong Dezheng couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart and asked Bai Miaoke.

Bai Miaoke was still thinking about what Hong Dezheng meant by taking sides.

Suddenly hearing the other party talking about hair, his face changed slightly.

At the same time.

He couldn't help but glance at Hong Dezheng's silver hair. He didn't find anything strange, and he was confused.

Just now the old man asked about taking sides. Should he choose to surrender to the Yin Yang Ghost Sect or choose to fight to the end?

Wasn't this old man cursed?

A series of doubts and thoughts flashed through my mind.

Bai Miaoke paused and sneered at Hong Dezheng: "What if I dye my hair? Who said dyeing your hair is disrespectful to the elderly? What do you mean by taking sides just now?"

"You old guy, you really dyed your hair!"

Hong Dezheng glared, then cast a look of contempt at Bai Miaoke.

However, he didn’t dwell too much on this matter. He walked along and said, “People from the Yin-Yang Ghost Sect should have come to see you, right? Now it is rumored that the top fairy mountain sect in our place, Youhong Island, has an attitude towards the Yin-Yang Ghost Sect.

Unknown! Fuxian Pavilion, on the other hand, is said to have defected to the Yin Yang Ghost Sect! But our Wangxiang martial arts world is now divided into two sides! Several sects headed by our Qixing Tower will not surrender to the death! And with Long

Several major martial arts sects headed by Yamen also turned to the side of the Yin Yang Ghost Sect!"

"Old man Bai, how are you going to decide?"

Split into two factions?

How to choose?

Bai Miaoke looked horrified and took a deep breath.

He looked back at Lin Tian, ​​his expression still a little hesitant and struggling.

Although there are strong men like Lin Tian here, they are facing off against the Yin Yang Ghost Sect, and their life and death are unknown.

But if they fall to the side of the Yin Yang Ghost Sect, a group of them can live, but what is the difference between becoming enslaved puppets and death?

The expression on Bai Miaoke's old face struggled and changed.

"What about you, Old Man Hong? Are you going to fight to the death with the Yin Yang Ghost Sect? If you turn to them, the sect will cease to exist in name only!"

Bai Miaoke did not answer his words, but asked instead.

"Hahahaha... Existing in name only? This is better than dying and losing the martial arts inheritance!"

Hong Dezheng smiled disdainfully and said, "Old man Bai, don't say you didn't choose well!"

This guy actually surrendered to the Yin Yang Ghost Sect!

But isn't there a curse on him?

Bai Miaoke was puzzled.

However, thinking of Lin Tian behind him, thinking of Lin Tian lifting his ghost curse, and thinking of Lin Tian's unfathomable strength, he took a deep breath and said: "For the sake of the sect and the Wangxiang martial arts world, even if it is Yin Yang ghost

Zong, I will not give in!"

Hear the words.

Hong Dezheng's old face immediately darkened.

He stopped again, turned around and said in a cold voice: "Old man Bai, you don't know how to live or die, dragging down the warriors of your entire sect like this? It seems to outsiders that you are quite tough and staunch, but in fact, what the hell?

Idiot! There is still a long way to go, you should think about it again! If we stand together, our two sects can resolve everything in the future, relying on and marrying each other! You still have half an hour to think about it!"

After that, Hong Dezheng walked away with a few people, as if he didn't want to talk to Bai Miaoke and others anymore.

Seeing Hong Dezheng walking away, Bai Miaoke sighed in his heart, with a slightly sad look on his face.

"Why, do you regret it now? It's not too late!"

Lin Tian noticed the look on Bai Miaoke's face and immediately chuckled.

"Master Lin, let's talk about regrets! Even if Hong Dezheng and the others fall to the side of the Yin Yang Ghost Sect, the end will be just as bad!"

Bai Miaoke turned around, clasped his fists respectfully, and said with a wry smile: "Now I will choose whatever Young Master Lin chooses! At least with Young Master Lin's strength, it shouldn't be a problem to deal with the Yin Yang Ghost Sect!"

Thinking of Dong Quansheng's previous explanation of Lin Tian's strength, Bai Miaoke felt more confident.

He continued: "Besides, no matter how bad it is, the left and right will die, so it is better to die vigorously than to become a useless puppet like a ghost!"

"You made a very wise choice!"

Lin Tian curled his lips and shook his head and said.

"It's just... Mr. Lin, it seems that Hong Dezheng has not been cursed by those people?"

Bai Miaoke hesitated for a moment, glanced at Hong Dezheng and others who had walked away, and asked Lin Tian doubtfully.

"Lighter than yours!"

Lin Tian nodded slightly to Bai Miaoke and said: "It seems that people from the Yin Yang Ghost Sect came to your door before. Did you put up a fight? In the end, you had to give in! But this Hong Dezheng was very straightforward and directly became someone else's lackey.

With minions! Naturally, it’s just a little curse!”

Hearing this Bai Miaoke suddenly became enlightened.

He continued to lead the way.

It's just that the group of people kept a certain distance from Hong Dezheng and others in front.

The center of Wangxiang Peninsula is not too far away from here, and after walking forward for less than thirty minutes, we already saw a mountain col ahead.

All around.

There are ancient woods and deep mountains and ravines. If you don't pay attention when you walk in here, you won't be able to see the mountain col in front of you. It is almost covered by the mountains and dense forests.

Lin Tian followed Bai Miaoke through the mountain pass and saw a square the size of a football field.

On the edge of this square, there is a clear lake.

The lake water flows downward, forming a white waterfall not far away.

After the waterfall, there is a gurgling stream flowing through the dense forest, extending towards the sea to the east.

On the other side of the square is a huge arena.

There are rows of high platforms and chairs on both sides of the arena.

At the edge of the ring, a group of people were already standing.

They have different costumes and different colors.

Hong Dezheng and others, who were the first to arrive, had already reached the group of people.

At this time, Hong Dezheng was facing the crowd and saluting the old man in front of him respectfully.

The old man just smiled slightly, nodded and said something.

Many of the other people on the side followed Hong Dezheng and clasped their fists to exchange greetings.

"Is this the Wangxiang Terrace?"

Lin Tian and Bai Miaoke waited at the edge of the entrance of the square, looked around, then glanced at the group of people, and said to Bai Miaoke: "Just now, Hong Dezheng said that the people at Longya Gate fell backwards.
Chapter completed!