Chapter 258 Little Junior Brother, I Am Your Senior Brother

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"Ding! Imitate martial arts movements, +1 imitation ability!"

Wei Qianling and Duan Feihu on the side looked at Ye Hong who was twisting and turning with doubts, not knowing what medicine he was selling in the gourd.

"Ahong, let's prepare as well, and the leading troops will open the door from the inside..."

Before Wei Qianling finished speaking, he found that Ye Hong's body suddenly jumped out.

In a few blinks, he was under the high wall.

Just when Wei Qianling and Duan Feihu were full of doubts, they found that Ye Hong was also imitating Sima Chongting, and after a while of running, he stepped on the wall!

"He is..."

"No way?!"

"Ahong, stop, imitating ancient martial arts moves will hurt your body!"

Just when the two were anxious, their pupils shrank suddenly.

Beneath the high wall, Ye Hong's body had already jumped high, his toes touching the wall one after another.

The figure is elegant, as light as a feather, but the whole body state is the same as that of Sima Chongting!

"Ding! Simulate gossip steps, martial arts +1!"

"Ding! Over high walls, jumping ability +1, current progress: 1/10, current level: entry level."

Ye Hong was excited and leaped into the wall lightly.

Outside the wall, Wei Qianling and Duan Feihu had already opened their mouths in shock, enough to fit two eggs!

"How did he, he, how did he do it?!"

"I don't know, monsters are not understandable to us humans."

On the other side, not long after Sima Chongting landed, he was frowning to observe the surrounding environment, but suddenly heard the movement behind him.

He turned his head to look, his eyes widened stupidly, and the whole person froze in place.

I saw Ye Hong was stepping on a strange asynchronous method, and jumped down from the high wall dashingly.

Sima Chongting was more familiar with the footwork Ye Hong used than anyone else. It wasn't the gossip footwork he just used, but what was it?

"you you you......"

Sima Chongting pointed at Ye Hong, and he repeated the word "you" several times, but there was no text.

Ye Hong flashed embarrassment in his heart, after all, he was stealing a teacher in front of others, and it was indeed a bit unkind.

Just when he was thinking about how to explain it, Sima Chongting held his head and said with a bitter face: "Master clearly said that this gossip step is his unique way of moving, how could it be..."

"Cough cough." Ye Hong coughed twice, put his right hand on Sima Chongting's shoulder, and let out a long sigh, "Little Junior Brother, I didn't expect you to find out."

"Little... Junior Brother?"

Sima Chongting's honest and honest face was all pulled together, with question marks written all over his face.

"Yes, after all, you can call me senior brother!"

Ye Hong put his hands behind his back, as if he was remembering something.

"I was born sick, and ten years ago, a kind-hearted Taoist priest passed by my house.

Seeing that I was pitiful, he taught me a martial art for me to keep fit.

I also only learned today that the nameless old Taoist priest is your master! "

Ye Hong squinted his eyes and glanced nervously at Sima Chongting's reaction, but when he saw him clapping his fist, he said in surprise, "No wonder you also gossip, so it is!

Brother, I didn't expect that there are other descendants in our line besides me who have learned the master's skills. Master, the old man will be very happy to know this! "

"Ding Vyou succeeded, flickering ability +1, current progress: 1/10, current level: entry level."