I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 779

[Chapter 744 You go first, I will break later!]

Xin Gugu is old school.

Caramel candies are old school too.

The last task that the two of them received was to go to the White Cave to find Feng Yujin, which was also the last struggle of the old school.

but failed.

Feng Yujin never promised them to join the Xuyue Grey Palace, but was finally won by Xu Xiaoshou.

It was precisely because Caramel Candy saw Xu Xiaoshou’s potential that he sent out the god of greed, and finally kept Xin Gugu by Xu Xiaoshou’s side.

This is a very important move for the old school.

Maybe if you go well, you can finally turn the tide and turn the building’s downfall.

But these are all just back-ups.

Back to reality, back to the present.

When the old-fashioned seniors Wuxia and Yuexie really appeared in front of them, and they were going to be taken down by the red clothes without any basis, Xin Gugu couldn’t hold back.

This was his childhood belief.

Similarly, it is also the belief of most mellow ghosts and beasts.

They shouldn’t be treated like this…

Senior Wuxia is really a good person!

Xin Gugu knew everything.

He knows that war may bring peace, but the cost is absolutely enormous.

There must be another way to protect those ghosts and beasts who are unwilling to war, and at the same time find true peace from the other side.

This way, Senior Wuxia is looking for it, the old school of Xuyue Gray Palace is looking for it, and he is also looking for Xin Gugu.

Unlike others.

Maybe what others found is a way.

But he Xin Gugu, but took a fancy to a person.

“Momo!”

Thinking of this, Xin Gugu

looked back and said with a serious voice: “Senior Wuxia can’t die, I have to find Xu Xiaoshou, do you have any way to contact him?”

“Wuxia?”

Mo Mo was stunned. He immediately returned to his senses: “Xu Xiaoshou must be thinking of a way at the moment, why are you contacting him?”

“It’s too slow!”

Xin Gugu was eager to save people, how could he wait any longer?

He transmitted his voice again: “Now that the barrier is broken, we may be able to contact Xu Xiaoshou. I have an urgent matter. I must find him immediately and make it clear immediately.”

“No…” Mo Mo shook his head, “The barrier is broken. Yes, but if you use the communication beads, you might still be intercepted by white clothes, red clothes, etc., and maybe it will expose Xu Xiaoshou’s existence, which is absolutely unwise.”

Xin Gu grumbled dumbly.

Is there really no way?

At this moment, Mo Mo had a clever move, and rolled his eyes, as if he had thought of something.

“Perhaps, there is really a way…”

“What way?” Xin Gugu was overjoyed.

Mo Mo said nothing and turned to look at Liu Changqing.

This newly-promoted ghost and beast body, the cultivation base of Slashing Dao is completely useless in this situation.

However, the mysterious inorganic matter in his body dares to be called a celestial warlock that no one can compare to outside the sky!

Maybe, what can be done?

…

Beijing City, Tianqilin.

The figures in white rustled, and the first wave of support had already arrived with several teams.

No way, the holy power fluctuates, which no one can underestimate.

Once the holy power leaks, it’s just an accident.

If this is really a prelude to the fire of war, and the fire of war may burn the layout of white clothes and red clothes, then the support is too late, which is equivalent to no support!

However, even Bai Yi’s speed is extremely fast.

When they arrived at Tianqilin, the battle was still over.

The flower fairy eyes of the Yin Cao visitor are too strong.

If it wasn’t for the need to annihilate the half-sacred bloodline imprint in the end, perhaps this wave of surprise attacks on Jiang’s, Bai Yi couldn’t even notice that they had taken a shot.

Therefore, a group of people who rushed to the scene could only find Jiang Chaotian and the comatose party Jiang Xian outside Tianqi Forest.

After a little understanding of the situation, Bai Yi immediately dispatched to search for the culprit, the King of Hell, and the holy slave organization that made people even more heartbroken.

Midtown.

Before Bai Yi started to act, there were already three figures galloping fast under the night sky.

Xu Xiaoshou, one of the masterminds behind the scenes, had already escaped from Tian Qilin under the cover of the storyteller Yin Yang Life and Death? Space Force.

He couldn’t help but sigh at the power of space.

One step to the sky and the disappearance technique can allow him to travel freely in any realm without the blockade of Dao Slashing.

But once the space is exiled, Xu Xiaoshou is powerless.

Storytellers are different.

This guy is the pinnacle of slashing.

In addition to the power of space that comes and goes without a trace, even if you encounter an ordinary Taixu, you can basically escape.

In this crisis-riddled world, sometimes the cultivation base is so powerful that it is of little use.

The means of escape was what Xu Xiaoshou felt could measure a person’s level of combat power.

“So, Uncle, do you really plan to go directly to the boss of the Hades, Huang Quan?”

While flying, Xu Xiaoshou turned his head and looked at the sloppy uncle who was carrying the sack.

The uncle followed him.

As for the reason…

Xu Xiaoshou only said, “I know where the boss of the King of Hell is.” After knowing that he was running towards the King of Hell’s Huangquan

, the uncle followed.

Not too much nonsense.

There is no sense of vigilance.

Xu Xiaoshou felt like he said, “I want to sell you, can you count the money for me?” The

uncle solemnly said “Okay”, and started to count the money involuntarily.

When Xu Xiaoshou realized that there might be a fraud and wanted to stop it.

The other party will not let it!

The uncle insisted on giving him some money.

It’s not enough if the number is too small, and it is a sincere feeling that I must help to the end and send the Buddha to the West.

thus.

These actions together made Xu Xiaoshou feel a little uncomfortable.

“Yeah.” On the

one hand, when faced with a question that was similar to seven or eight times on the road, the uncle stopped talking, just nodded in response, cherishing words like gold.

Xu Xiaoshou was very flustered by him: “Are you really afraid that I will use you?” The

uncle smiled: “Can you use me?”

Xu Xiaoshou: “…”

“Is there really no other reason? I If you don’t believe me, you don’t know the situation in Nancheng District… You are helping me!” Xu Xiaoshou said again.

Uncle: “I’m not helping you, I just want to hurt Xuanjian.”

Xu Xiaoshou: “Your approach will help me along the way!”

Uncle: “Shouldn’t you be happy about this?”

Xu Xiaoshou: “…”

He was stunned speechless.

yes!

You should really be happy to say that.

But…

how can there be such a good person in this world?

It is obvious that others are going to use you, and you are still stupidly rubbing up. Isn’t this stupid?

But to say that the uncle is stupid…

Xu Xiaoshou disagrees.

He felt that there must be a fraud in it, the kind of game that he couldn’t detect, and couldn’t feel the context at all.

– Great skill!

Xu Xiaoshou pondered, rubbed his chin, and thought deeply while flying.

When the uncle looked back and saw the young man’s demeanor, he laughed and shook his head frequently.

The storyteller on the side was actually dumbfounded.

The strength of this sloppy uncle, he felt deeper than Xu Xiaoshou.

His kendo cultivation base, the storyteller dares to say, except for his brother and Qijianxian, I am afraid that there are not many people in this world who can compare.

But it’s such a character, with no name and name, and willing to be used by others…

Crazy!

The storyteller is already a little crazy, what kind of physique is Xu Xiaoshou?

At this time, Xu Xiaoshou thought to no avail, so he gave up thinking.

He turned around and asked a question that had puzzled

him for a long time: “So, uncle, who are you, and why do you always help me?”

…

Xu Xiaoshou sometimes really doubted whether this sloppy uncle liked him, and then followed him secretly, and would take action when he saw that he was in danger.

The uncle just replied indifferently: “I said it, I am the eight masters.”

Xu Xiaoshou: “…”

He turned his head to look at the storyteller: “You… uh, you are sure, the head of our saint slaves is the eight masters. Are you familiar with it?” The

storyteller was also made a little unconfident now, “Brother, Ying, it should be?”

“What is Ying!” Xu Xiaoshou’s head hurt.

He can be sure that the masked person is the real Eight Zunya, this sloppy uncle is a fake, how could it be the eight Zunya?

“Don’t lie to me!”

Turning his head, Xu Xiaoshou glanced at the uncle.

“Really, you are such a big coffee, why do you like to tease the younger generation so much?”

“You gave the ‘Guanjiandian’, and you saved my life.”

“So, there is really no need to lie to me.”

Xu Xiaoshou said very sincerely: “We are our own people!” The

storyteller was surprised: “Guan Jiandian, he gave it?”

“Yes!”

Xu Xiaoshou looked back: “You may not believe it, my Jiannian is not from you. What

I learned from my brother was learned from an ancient book called “Guanjian Dian” that he gave.”

The storyteller was shocked.

“Impossible…” He murmured in a low voice: “Guanjian Dian, it’s my brother’s stuff. He said that he never wandered outside, so how could it be in the hands of others?” The

two of them looked at the uncle at the same time.

“Who the hell are you!” The

uncle smiled: “Ba Zunyan~”

At this moment, the three of them were quiet.

Xu Xiao was so angry that his teeth itch.

The storyteller carefully observed, but still could not see the flaw.

And uncle…

Uncle still carried his big sack, like a conscientious laborer. He was busy with dust and dust. Wherever there was a shortage of bricks and tiles, he would add bricks and tiles to it.

Sometimes late, but never absent.

“Hello justice…” Xu Xiaoshou complained silently in his heart, not planning to ask any more.

Right now.

He suddenly moved his ears, and found that there were ripples in the void in front of him, and it began to change.

The uncle and the storyteller were vigilant at the same time and stopped.

The void ripples converged and turned into a celestial array.

“Heavenly Secret Art?” The

storyteller was taken aback.

For a while, he even thought that Dao Qiongcang had found him, and then shot himself.

I wanted to gather strength to attack, but the uncle on the side immediately stopped him, “Wait a minute, it’s not that old man.” The

storyteller was shocked.

Old Dao …

This uncle knows what he is thinking, and also knows that the title of Dao Qiong can’t be called directly, but there is no awe in his words.

Who the hell is this?

The sky chart changed, and within a short while, an illusory human head image appeared.

“Xiaojiji?”

Xu Xiaoshou barely recognized the head.

“You know?” The

storyteller on the side was surprised.

He had never seen such a secret technique, sending out a personal conversation through the air.

How long has Xu Xiaoshou been in the king’s city, can he get to know such a secret warlock?

“Yeah.”

Xu Xiaoshou nodded: “A ghost beast.”

“Fuck ghost beast!”

The image of Xuan Wuji in the Tianji Formation was furious and corrected: “I am your ancestor of Shiji!”

“Xuanji?” The sloppy uncle also raised his eyebrows, “That Xuanji who was directly sent in by the old Taoist using Tianji? You? Isn’t it on the Void Island?”

Xuanji saw the sloppy uncle in a blink of an eye, and suddenly the transformed image shook violently, and the sound disappeared.

His mouth was open, as if exclaiming.

But the sound couldn’t come through for half a minute. Obviously, the Heavenly Secret Technique was not stable for a while.

Then, after a while, the picture began to stabilize.

“Who are you?!” Xuanji was surprised.

“Eight respects.” The uncle responded.

“Your mother is not Ba Zunji, you scared me, the ancestor of Wuji!” Xuanji was furious.

“Haha.” The uncle smiled.

Seeing that the two were about to chat, Xu Xiaoshou quickly interrupted: “Stop talking, what are you looking for with me, Xiaojiji? There was an accident at the scene, or did you escape?”

Although Xuanji used Tianji to communicate with him, Xu Xiao Was very surprised.

But when it was possible to force Mo Mo to think of using Xuanji to communicate with himself, and maybe he had to hide from Liu Changqing’s humanoid level, Xu Xiaoshou felt that something must have happened.

Now, of course, business matters.

“Escape, it is impossible to escape, Rao Yaoyao is here…”

Xuanji sneered when he heard the words, and continued: “There is a kid named Xin, I strongly urge you to come back quickly, saying that something happened. It’s a big deal, I want you to save someone.”

“Save someone?” Xu Xiaoshou repeated.

“Or as you say, save a ghost beast.”

“Ghost beast? Do I know it?”

“How do I know this? But this is a ghost beast at the level of emptiness. Maybe we can do some tricks and work hard to get over it.” Xuanji started his suggestion.

Once a person gets on a pirate ship, he will inevitably want to repair that tattered ship.

At least, you need to have a minimum sense of security while sitting, right?

When Xu Xiaoshou heard about the Taixu-level ghost beast, he knew that he definitely didn’t know it.

But if Xin Gugu wants to save the person, maybe he has some connection with Xuyue Gray Palace.

He also wanted to inquire about the situation at the trade fair.

But at this moment, the sloppy uncle suddenly waved his hand and directly shattered the Heavenly Secret Array.

“You are…”

Xu Xiaoshou looked back in doubt.

At this time, he saw the uncle and the storyteller, and looked at the ground at the same time.

On the ground, UU reading www.sonicmtl.com At this moment, there was a short, hunchbacked old man who was trying his best to look up at the sky.

The direction they were looking at was exactly where the three of them stopped in the air.

“Wang Dazhui…” The

storyteller stared at this man and murmured, giving him a headache.

“Who?” Xu Xiaoshou could feel that it was not easy to come.

Moreover, this person has a very serious target for his three.

“Leave first!”

At this time, before the storyteller could explain, the sloppy uncle waved his hand and said,

“I won’t go looking for the yellow spring of the King of Hell, and when it is settled here, I will go to the trade fair you mentioned. Take a look at the scene.”

“Now, you all go first, and I will break later.”