I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 572

[Chapter 557 Can Senior Have One Apprentice?]

Tauren?

Are you still thinking about my cute little tauren?

A big boa constrictor can’t satisfy you, a dead old ghost, can it?

Depend on!

The storyteller almost jumped in anger.

But under the pressure of the nameless momentum of the second child, even if he was unwilling, he would not dare to show it.

“He, hehe…”

“Second brother, what do you mean?” The storyteller sneered, covering his chest with his hands involuntarily.

“What do you think?”

Xu Xiaoshou felt a lot better when he felt that his body stopped absorbing the evil spirit.

Even the “attacked” that kept swiping the screen seems to be slowing down at this moment.

“Fission, rebirth from a drop of blood, immortality…”

Xu Xiaoshou said while counting his fingers, a perverted smile gradually appeared on his face, his eyes were slightly hot, “You know, if this is used in medicine, this old man can practice it. Once it comes out, the peerless Great Pill!”

“Impossible!” The

storyteller’s popularity went bad, and he shouted: “You took a snake from you, and you haven’t investigated anything yet, and now you have to…”

“Insatiable greed!”

“You’re so greedy!”

The storyteller who was watching from a distance in the distance pinched the orchid finger, and threw his hands and feet madly between his elbows, terrified.

“This pervert…”

Xin felt that his eyes were stained.

This may require the use of Wangchuan River water to wash away the scene just seen.

Vigil also twitched the corners of his mouth.

He has fought against storytellers, and he knows that if this guy does it, it will really make one’s scalp tingle.

But the scene at the moment is simply terrible!

“Fuck…”

Xu Xiaoshou saw goose bumps

all over his body, and he almost slashed forward with a sword.

But he suppressed the discomfort in his heart, his eyes sank, and he squinted at the man in the red skirt without speaking.

“Uh…” The

storyteller also felt that he was presumptuous for a while.

The last time he unleashed his instincts in front of this dead old ghost, he almost burned the hair on his body.

This time…

“No.” The

storyteller curled his fingers, turned his head away, and pouted: “It’s impossible for Niuniu to give it to you, you give it up, this is the gift I want to give to my brother.”

“Gift, You already have it.” Xu Xiaoshou was unmoved.

,

“This is the second one!” The

storyteller said angrily, “Aren’t people allowed to give a second gift?”

“Xu

Xiaoshou nodded lightly, pondered for a moment, and said, “But what about this old man? I hurriedly called the old man out, so I didn’t prepare the meaning, and gave me

a gift?” His eyes narrowed.

The storyteller felt a chill down his spine.

Is this old bastard going to settle accounts?

You are sick, but you were called out in advance, and nothing was lost.

A snake as an apology is not enough.

Do you want my cow?

Xu Xiaoshou seemed to know what he was thinking, and said lightly: “Gifts come in pairs, bring them here, I’ve delayed the old man’s experiment and directly trained you, do you believe it?”

“I, no, believe!” The

storyteller Roaring in my heart.

But there was a stiff smile on his face, and he took out a piece of space paper the size of a palm from his arms.

“Here, here…”

Xu Xiaoshou didn’t say anything, his eyes narrowed with a smile, and the big dark circles under his eyes were condensed into a ball, “Do you want the old man to go and get it?” The

storyteller’s face turned green in an instant.

You bloody old guy!

Don’t let people move?

They did what you said obediently, and now they are discussing these things with me, are you sick!

“Oh, yes, he is indeed ill.” The

storyteller came to his senses.

If the second child is not sick, how can it be possible for so many years to be able to persuade even the elder brother?

dare not stop.

The storyteller handed over his hands, and a space vortex appeared in front of him.

Then, in front of Xu Xiaoshou, a whirlpool also appeared.

The space paper is presented from the vortex.

Obviously, the storyteller was so careful that he didn’t even dare to approach it.

Xu Xiaoshou shook his head with a smile, and picked up the piece of paper with two fingers.

In the small paper space, there are tens of thousands of blood droplets, like red duckweed, scattered in every corner of the space paper.

“Is it dead…”

“Perception” probed, and there was no life fluctuation in it.

Xu Xiaoshou’s heart sank.

If Xin Gugu is dead, what’s the point of coming out this time?

What’s the difference between a friend who can’t be saved, and a friend who witnesses his death and is indifferent?

“Not dead yet.”

When the storyteller saw the darkened eyes of the second child, he thought that the old ghost was in a bad mood because the ghost and beast medicinal materials died, and hurriedly explained.

Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyes.

The storyteller immediately added: “This is also my ancient book space. Outsiders may not notice it, but with the blessing of ‘Yin and Yang life and death?

‘ …But if you want to make alchemy, it should be possible.”

“I’m not dead, hehe, I’m not dead.”

Xu Xiaoshou stared at the storyteller for a long time before turning his hand and sending the space paper into the Yuan Palace.

In fact, if possible, he really wanted to ask the storyteller to unlock the power of space paper.

In this way, as soon as Xin Gugu enters the Yuan Mansion, he can bathe in the aura of the spirit of life, and he is determined not to die.

But this approach is too risky!

Not to mention whether Lao Sang knows the power of storytellers or not, he can’t solve it.

The appearance of oneself alone…

If you need to rely on others to help you, it will be a form of price drop invisibly.

In order to maintain his identity and… forceful, Xu Xiaoshou had to pretend that I knew everything.

Although at this moment, he can’t even beat a tenth of a storyteller.

“Very good.”

Xu Xiaoshou, who didn’t know what to say, or even how to exit the stage, had to look around, lightly nodded his head, and said the words “no pain and no itching”.

“Everyone has given enough time and enough face, what this old man has to do, stop here.”

“The rest…”

He looked at the red-clothed, then at the storyteller, and said with a smile: “Your business , you can solve it by yourself, the old man still has tasks, goodbye.” The

footsteps took a step forward.

The “disappearance technique” must be recited in his mind.

But at this moment, there was a salutary voice behind him:

“Senior stay.” The

sound settled, and the audience was dead silent.

Everyone looked at the person who exited.

This time, even the storyteller felt a little depressed.

You red shirt, what is your name?

This is a saint slave, do you understand?

Can you afford it?

It’s easy to ask God to send him off, but this dead ghost is about to get away, so what are you doing here!

Can you beat him?

Stay and continue to grab gifts?

“Sick girl… I should have dug out that

eyeball if I knew earlier!”

On Zhiwen’s body.

Yu Zhiwen felt a lot of pressure for a while.

If possible, she doesn’t want to bear the attention of more than ten thrones at the same time, and even several Dao Slash-level powerhouses.

But right now, I have to say it.

Xu Xiaoshou naturally saw the existence of Yu Zhiwen.

This girl has been frowning since the beginning, as if she had seen something with her delicate star pupils.

When he spoke again at this moment, Xu Xiaoshou only felt that his heart was full of hairs.

But, ignore it?

be honest.

If he ignores it, Xu Xiaoshou doesn’t know how he can leave the field after using the “disappearance technique”.

The deadlock on the battlefield was directly broken by his sudden intrusion.

At this time, there is no suitable reason, and no one will smash the storyteller’s ancient book space.

Not even in red.

Previously, I didn’t let Hongyi do it because Xin Gugu’s matter had not yet been settled.

But now I want to.

The other party, but really dare not!

As the second child of the saint slave, he still received a double gift. At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou has no reason to demolish his family’s platform.

Therefore, I want to get out of the ancient book space.

Unless the storyteller’s brain is caught by the crack in the space, he will detonate the ancient book space by himself.

Otherwise, there is only one chance left.

A good opportunity to break the ancient book space because Yu Zhiwen said a few words, inexplicably angered the second son of the saint slave, and then the second son of the saint slave became angry, forcing Hongyi to take action and break the space of ancient books!

Anyway, old man Sang lost his temper inexplicably, which is the most normal thing.

“Little girl…”

Xu Xiaoshou stopped with a smile, turned his head and glanced.

With a bang, the space where the red clothes was located collapsed and became unstable in an instant.

Yu Zhiwen, who was hiding in the shield of the Great Sealing Formation, even under the indiscriminate damage, groaned, and even the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood.

Xu Xiaoshou: “…”

So weak?

right.

Forgetting that besides himself, Yu Zhiwen should be the only second “innate powerhouse” left.

“Zhiwen!”

Lan Ling flew to Yu Zhiwen’s side, supported him with one hand, and passed on the docile Lingyuan.

She lowered her eyebrows, and didn’t even have time to glare at the second slave of the saint who was bullying her, but she kept gesturing with her eyes, trying to understand the reason why Yu Zhiwen kept this old guy.

“It’s alright, he has already kept his hand.”

Yu Zhiwen felt the oppressive force of this familiar momentum, as if he saw the scene of Xu Xiaoshou suppressing the audience when the first stone of the Dao pattern was born.

Thinking back to the same familiar scorching heat from earlier… I

sighed in my heart.

Faintly understood something.

“Dare to ask senior, is there an apprentice named Xu Xiaoshou?” Yu Zhiwen expressed

his doubts.

The line of sight, but has been staying on the four swords.

When this statement was settled, Xu Xiaoshou did not wait to react.

The night watchman and the storyteller were shocked.

“Xu Xiaoshou?” The

storyteller raised his brows.

Shouldn’t this name be the female apprentice I just met?

Why, there is still some familiar feeling?

After a little thought, the storyteller’s pupils suddenly shrank.

He has heard the name!

The little brother who ran out of the ancient book space and ran out with the sealed ghosts and beasts when he was incarnated outside the body and fought the night vigil before…

Is he the second child’s apprentice?

This time, the storyteller looked at the old man’s eyes and began to ponder.

devil!

There is such a handsome apprentice, don’t tell others?

People can’t beat you, they can only let you toss…

Well, you give it to the ghost, and you wait for it!

“Xu Xiaoshou…”

“Hee hee.”

He suddenly covered his red lips, as if thinking of something funny, he secretly laughed.

“Xu Xiaoshou?”

“No, no way…”

”

Which Xu Xiaoshou?”

“That Xu Xiaoshou?!” The

internal voice transmission in the red clothes instantly seemed a little noisy.

Lan Ling looked back at Vigil in disbelief, as if to confirm something.

“How does the old man know…”

Vigil was also confused.

Xu Xiaoshou, is the disciple of the second son of the saint slave?

Even if he had previously felt the anxious power of the person in front of him similar to Xu Xiaoshou.

But due to subjective consciousness, Vigil never thought about this aspect at all.

According to the private information searched by Hongyi, shouldn’t Xu Xiaoshou be suspected to be the deputy director of Tiansang Linggong, the secret disciple of Lao Sang?

and many more!

Sang Lao?

Vigil was suddenly startled and broke out in cold sweat.

Sang Lao seems to be the vice president of the Alchemist Association.

Sang Lao seems to have also been the first dean of Tiansang Linggong, who had burned half of the Yunfeng Peak.

Sang Lao…

is the second child of the saint slave?

My heart suddenly twitched, and the vigil was terrifying.

Even if he had never dealt with this so-called vice president of Tiansang Linggong.

But some legends about that person are also heard a lot.

Now.

This is all of a sudden.

The appearance of a Xu Xiaoshou connected everything together?

“Understood!”

“I finally understand!”

At this time, Vigil suddenly had some understanding.

Why a small Tiansang County and a small Tiansang Ling Palace can cultivate such a world-renowned talent as Xu Xiaoshou.

If there are saint slaves who secretly take action, then under the cultivation of all efforts, let alone such achievements now.

It is possible for Xu Xiaoshou to double his strength again!

And why did Xu Xiaoshou always keep away from his big hand solicitation before.

It seems, at this moment, that everything is fully explained.

“Red-clothed, saint slave…”

“Can you stay away without rejecting it?” Vigil smiled bitterly.

Lan Ling also realized something.

Looking at Vigil, each of them knew what the other was thinking.

When Xu Xiaoshou was blacklisted in red at the vigil earlier, Lan Ling didn’t know why.

But now, all those things have been thrown into the corner of memory, and things that seem to be impossible to be related are all connected in series.

No one could stand still.

Even the letter, whose brain has always been out of control, realized something this time.

“Sister Zhiwen, what you said is true?”

Yu Zhiwen didn’t say anything, with a pair of beautiful star pupils, staring straight at the old man Cao Li in the distance.

real?

To be honest, Yu Zhiwen didn’t believe it himself.

But if it was Xu Xiaoshou…

everything is possible!

Even, at this moment, in her heart, she has a bigger doubt.

Jhin Zhao’s original seed, the power of Frozen Tribulation, the original sword sense from the Eighth Sword Immortal, plus that vast aura…

Even if the master and the apprentice are in the same line, is it possible to be so similar?

Although this old man with grass hats never showed sword intent from beginning to end, it seems that everything is struggling with four swords.

However, if he is Xu Xiaoshou…

everything can be explained.

“No! Impossible!”

Yu Zhiwen was frightened by his guess.

If the person in front of him was really Xu Xiaoshou, it would be too appalling.

Rebuking the storyteller, shaking his red clothes with one glance, turning his hand to accept ghosts and beasts…

Xu Xiaoshou, give him ten courage, and he doesn’t dare to die like this!

Although they didn’t get along for a long time, Yu Zhiwen knew it.

Xu Xiaoshou’s cherishing of his life is even comparable to the gathering of everyone present…!

“Disciple?”

The “Second Saint Slave” in the void twitched the corners of his frightening mouth and smiled inexplicably.

His face also became gloomy and strange.

“The old man does have a disciple, but it’s not Xu Xiaoshou as your little girl said.”

“His name is…”

Xu Xiaoshou subconsciously wanted to move out of Zhou Tianshen and take the blame, but On second thought.

Hongyi didn’t know Zhou Tianshen, but Yu Zhiwen had seen it before.

Zhang Xinxiong?

Not possible.

Zhang Taiying is associated with ghosts and beasts, and Hongyi must have checked the affairs of the Zhang family.

Push it further, who else can move out?

Zhang Xinxiong… Yes, this guy seems to be the cousin of a certain guy?

Xu Xiaoshou thought to this point, and finally came up in his mind the name of the original enemy from the outer courtyard of Tiansangling Palace, who was about to be forgotten by himself, and whom everyone present decided it was impossible to know.

“Well…”

Xu Xiaoshou put his hands on his back and raised his chin, “His name is Wen Ming.”