I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Feng Xiao fell to the ground, and Tong Zhu couldn't help trembling. He raised his head, feeling that the surrounding space has become extremely vast, and he is infinitely small.

The sick boy who looked down on him became a tall giant with contempt, and the whispers of passers-by who were shadowy and mutated in color beside him were heart-wrenching.

All critics!

"No—" Feng Xiao held his head and moved his body back until his back touched the pillar, so he felt that he had some support.

"It's just a sword! That's all!"

"How could anyone do it... You're lying! You're lying to me! You want to destroy my Dao heart!" Feng Xiao angrily pointed at Giant Xu in front of him, his fingers trembling.

"If deceiving yourself and others can make you feel better, I have nothing to say."

"Ah!!" Hearing the heart-piercing roar, everyone could already see the demonic energy clearly overflowing from Feng Xiao's body.

Kaka's voice was endless. In Feng Xiao's body, something seemed to be breaking. The aura of Dao Yun on his body is withering, and the aura of the Sword Throne is withering...

"Enough!" The ghost-faced old man couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted angrily. To put it bluntly, Feng Xiao is also a member of the Ghosts and Gods Gang, so he can't just sit back and watch him be humiliated and die like this.

It's just that the sick young man's interpretation of Gu Jianxiu, Guimian felt that he couldn't stand it after passing, so he didn't know how to respond.

Language can reach the pain, people have their own roots.

"Poor man, there must be something to hate..." The sick young man turned his gaze and looked at the ghost-faced old man: "If I can really break his Dao heart with a few words, then what kind of sword will he cultivate and what way will he change? Return to the mountain It is quite appropriate to provide for the elderly." After all, he is not an acquaintance with the eight gods, and he still has a heart of compassion.

Hearing the sound, Feng Xiao raised his head suddenly, as if grasping at straws, his madness half stopped, and he murmured foolishly: "Yeah, how can I listen to this monster and mess myself up..." His soliloquy was finally so muffled that he couldn't hear it, and even if he heard it, he couldn't make out what he was talking about.

The ghost-faced old man let out a long sigh of relief, seeing that Xu Gusheng dropped a life-saving floating board for Gu Jianxiu who was drowning and dying.

Mo Mo clasped his fists, and the old man hurriedly waved his hands: "Come here, take Feng Xiao away." Three or five big men stepped forward.

A person nearby lifted this shameful thing with one hand like a chicken, and left Yougui Pavilion on his shoulders.

"Old man, are you still fighting?" After saying this, the ghost-faced old man looked embarrassed and didn't turn his head. The precious light on his body flashed and disappeared.

He didn't know whether to continue the fight or stop. It was Feng Xiao's instigation to find trouble, and Xu Gusheng's thoughts are so meticulous, he must have seen it now.

However, he didn't hurt anyone's life in his first attack. After seeing the ghosts and gods, after knowing the before and after, he could have broken Feng Xiao's heart and gave him another chance.

This made the ghost-faced old man a bit difficult to be a human being. The leader of the ghost gang values ​​loyalty, and with

"Loyalty to the liver, righteousness and courage, and justice for the sky" is used: people respect one foot, respect others one foot, if there is injustice in the world, kill to the black sky.

I thought this was another playboy who came to tease Aunt Xiang under the name of the descendant of Taixu, and the ghosts and gods just took this opportunity to kill one of the descendants of Taixu, shocking all parties.

After that, Yougui Pavilion must be able to calm down for a while. I never thought that Xu Gusheng had some ink in his stomach, and all his subordinates were even more amazing in swordsmanship, both civil and military, with a clear division of labor, and could repay evil with virtue...

"Hiss!" The ghost-faced old man scratched his head, feeling a little swollen in his head. Yi, Aunt Xiang. Which is more important?

If you don't fight at this time, the boss Shenyi will know that he will definitely beat someone for Aunt Xiang. If there is a fight at this time, I will set up a situation first, and Xu Gusheng is forgiving and forgiving, and let Feng Xiao go behind.

Such a magnanimous, disregarding past suspicions, and tolerant people, Boss Shenyi will put down his arrogance to make friends, and if he repays his kindness and retaliates... Don't say that Boss Shenyi knows how to beat people!

The ghost-faced old man felt sorry for this test in his heart! Very good...Xu Xiaoshou watched the old man struggling under the watchful eyes of everyone, and summed up his impression of the ghosts and gods in his heart: simple minded, well-developed limbs.

As soon as he shook the paper fan, he made an invisible step, and said with a smile: "With your ability and the strength of my protection, if you continue to fight, life and death are unknown, and Yougui Pavilion will collapse first. This is what you want." Do you want it?" The ghost-faced old man's eyes shook, and he slapped his fist.

"Extremely!" The glow on his body immediately disappeared, his hair also turned pale, and his body shrank a little.

But still burly. This method of opening and piercing acupuncture points seems to be completely within his tolerance range, and there are not many sequelae.

"Mr. Xu, dare to ask..."

"My son came to look for Aunt Xiang, not because of your dirty thoughts, but for business." The ghost-faced old man Tong Kong shuddered, how could he read minds?

"Surprised, passive value, +23."

"Dare to ask..."

"Are you sure, dare you ask?"

"Surprised, passive value, +326." The ghost-faced old man was choked again, and now he was petrified, unable to advance or retreat, he wanted to speak but stopped, stopped and wanted to speak.

For a moment, he somewhat understood why Feng Xiao would vomit blood because of what Mr. Xu said. ——It's very uncomfortable!

The sick young man looked past him, shook his fan and raised his eyes, looked at the hole in the top of Yougui Pavilion, and sneered: "Are all people in Zhongyu so arrogant?"

"My lord invites the noble guests of the noble house to drink with full sincerity, just to see Aunt Xiang."

"Unexpectedly, you first let people disappear, and then invited Feng Xiao to cause trouble, and then used ghosts and gods to help the leader to seek justice. He secretly wanted to kill someone, but if he couldn't beat him, he became a coward... Ha!" The sick man sneered, looked around, A slightly sullen voice: "Is this the way of hospitality in Yougui Pavilion?"

"Is this the height of the ten seats?"

"Then it seems that I, an uninvited visitor from the Eastern Territory, is too abrupt, and I can't afford your Yougui Pavilion. This money should be used to feed the dogs... All people, let's go." Say nothing and walk away.

After hearing this, the people around were immediately ebullient. Looking at it this way, Yougui Pavilion really treats people unfairly. If Xu Gusheng didn't have all the guards here to protect him, he would really lose his wife and lose his army.

"Young master!"

"Mr. Xu!" Yingying, Que'er and the others were anxious. The hat of the sick young man is too high, and after the news spreads, no one will dare to come to Yougui Pavilion again.

"It's not like this..." The ghost-faced old man was also anxious. In desperation, he directly stood in front of Mr. Xu, and explained bravely: "I found this man, and I did this game. It has nothing to do with Yougui Pavilion or Aunt Xiangxiang. You don't want to dirty people's innocence. "

"wonderful!"

"It's really wonderful!" The sick young man clapped his hands together, looked around the crowd, and laughed loudly: "What a Yougui Pavilion, what a gang of ghosts and gods, what a aunt Xiang!"

"If you have nothing to do, find someone to do it. If something happens, you can get rid of him. If something happens, you can stay out of it, and you can still find someone who is willing to take the blame. This is wonderful."

"I don't know that the prestige of the ten seats is so awe-inspiring, and I feel ashamed as soon as I step into the noble pavilion."

"Since that's the case, I'm too ashamed to play with you, so why bother to stop me?" The sick man's eyes fell back, staring at the ghost-faced old man who was a head taller than him in front of him, uttering words like pearls: "Good dog!" Don't block the way, get out!" The ghost-faced old man suddenly felt countless eyes on him, as sharp as a sword.

He didn't spit out a mouthful of blood, almost suffocating internal injuries. Knowing that he was wrong, he couldn't get angry under this humiliating words, so he could only move away to make way.

"Grand, son..." Yingying, Que'er and other beauties froze in place, like a thunderclap. At this moment, they felt that even the air they inhaled into their lungs was icy cold.

This fellow... This fellow can defeat ten thousand troops with just one mouth! To speak like this is to put Yougui Pavilion on the cusp of the storm, and it is even more uncomfortable than demolishing this place!

There was an uproar everywhere, and everything was disgusting.

"Haha, Yougui Pavilion has gotten into trouble, I'll see what they do next!"

"This Xu Gusheng is too good at talking. I thought he kicked the iron plate and was going to be wiped out by the ghosts and gods. I never thought that this guy could turn against the army. It's amazing."

"Hey, if it weren't for that Jinren, Xu Gusheng would have died long ago. It wasn't him who was powerful, but his guards."

"No! I think that sick young man's cheap mouth is not inferior to the swordsmanship of the guard."

"People from the Eastern Territory, are they all so sharp-tongued..." The spectators didn't think it was a big deal, and watched as the guards disappeared, and the sick young man stayed away.

"Be obsessed, passive value, +322."

"Admired, passive value, +541."

"Being discussed, passive value, +1249." Just as he was about to step out of Yougui Pavilion, a graceful figure walked up the osmanthus round ladder that circled up.

"My lord, please stop, Aunt Xiang is here to invite you!" The woman hugged the pipa sideways, her voice was like crisp music, her lotus steps were slightly anxious, her steps were wobbly, it was obvious that she was playing music on the pavilion before, and she came here in a hurry.

When I approached, I saw this woman

"The eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, the lips are like pearls, the icy muscles and bones are pitiful, and the folds of the clothes are like waves, and every step is shocking and infatuating."

"Little girl, Yao, I have met you all." After going downstairs, Miss Ah Yao first saluted everyone generously, showing everyone's style, and then looked at the back of the figure who was about to step out of the attic.

"Mr. Xu, stay here."

"Earlier, Aunt Xiang was late for something, You Gui Pavilion neglected the honored guests, and the little girl apologized on her behalf."

"I don't know if my lord can do me a favor and go upstairs to talk to the little girl?" Both inside and outside the pavilion were quiet. Everyone stared at Miss A Yao with fiery eyes, as if they saw the person in the painting walk out of the picture scroll, it was so beautiful.

"Miss Ah Yao has come down..." After the dead silence, there was a commotion from the surroundings: "My God, I come here every day just to see Miss Ah Yao. Yougui Pavilion said that Miss Ah Yao would come out every day. It must be a month since I saw you." right?"

"It's worth it! This time it's worth it! Today when I went out, I used the secret technique to make a divination. The divination said that I was destined to meet my sweetheart, and it turned out to be true!"

"Quickly promise her! Xu Gusheng, how dare you not promise her?"

"Don't promise her! Xu Gusheng, you can't go, let me go... woo woo woo." Xu Xiaoshou really wanted to leave.

He gave Bazun a sense of face, so he waited here for such a long time for Aunt Xiang, but he got into trouble. He is also on fire!

You are the second in command of the holy slave, and you are the landlord of the first floor in the sky. When Xu Xiaoshou made up his mind, he couldn't pull back ten cows!

but

"Perception" is too annoying. I obviously don't want to see or hear it, but the passive skill also transmits the picture and sound.

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked by this biography. Different from the other beauties in Yougui Pavilion who have light gauze and thin skirts, where the spring is looming, Miss Ah Yao is like a snow lotus in the ink pond, coming out of the mud without being stained. She wears decent clothes without losing her slender figure.

The only pity is that she doesn't seem to be a spiritual master, but just a mortal. At this time, due to the rush downstairs, I was still panting slightly, and the pipa in my arms rose and fell with the waves.

Such a gentle push, the woman Wu Nong whispered asked to stay, Xu Xiaoshou felt guided by the powerful Holy Emperor, so he could only turn around.

"Apologize?" Xu Xiaoshou stopped, but the sick young man was still sneering,

"It's just a verbal apology, and the matter is over?" Ah Yao was startled, holding the pipa in his arms and slightly absent-minded. She is in the Yougui Pavilion, but she has seen all the holy sons on the Guizhe Holy Mountain, so she should no longer cause trouble for outsiders.

However, when the sick young man looked at him, she still felt trembling in her heart, subconsciously turned her face to the side, but she didn't dare to look at him more.

So handsome! However, handsome is only second! There is some kind of magic power in this sick young man, his aura is like an abyss, but also like a star pool, he wants to take people's mind away... The creation is so unfair, how can he make such a peerless face?

"I..." After a pause, Ah Yao came back to his senses and found what he wanted to say just now. She still didn't dare to look at the sick young man, she only looked to the left and right, and said softly: "Que'er, bring the wine."

"Miss Ah Yao, you can't..."

"Bring the wine!" Que'er stomped her feet anxiously, but finally couldn't resist, so she turned around and fetched the wine pot.

"Mr. Xu, the little girl punished herself with three cups to show her apology." Girl Ah Yao raised her wine glass, her eyes were as gentle as water, her cheeks were already slightly red before the wine entered her stomach.

The people on the side suddenly panicked.

"No!"

"Miss Ah Yao is not allowed!" Who doesn't know that one of the rules of Miss Ah Yao is not to accompany wine? In the past, when I came to Yougui Pavilion, I was very lucky to see Miss A Yao and hear a piece of fairy music.

Now, in order to apologize, Miss Ah Yao not only wanted to break the rules, but even drank three cups in a row. She is a mortal, and this wine is not ordinary wine, not to mention that A Yao girl is incapable of drinking...... But regardless of persuasion, A Yao drank in shame.

Three cups in a row, and when she put down her cuffs, her cheeks were already pink, and she was a little unsteady. The sick young man raised the corners of his lips slightly, and quietly watched Ah Yao perform.

Although he was surprised by this woman's appearance, he would not just expose the fault of Yougui Pavilion, this is two different things.

And Xu Xiaoshou was the first to say that the woman in the Accord could not drink alcohol. He even doubted whether this Ah Yao was really a mortal.

Ah Yao really felt a little unsteady, Que'er helped him to stand upright. Shi Shiran stretched out her hand, pointed to the attic, and said softly, "Mr. Xu, please."

"Hmph!" The sick young man closed the paper fan arrogantly, but he stopped making things difficult, and walked up and down.

"Miss Ah Yao, I'll help you up." Que'er came over and wanted to help.

"No need." Ah shook his head,

"I can." When she turned around, she found a white hand in front of her. The skin was as delicate as snow, and the fingers were as long as jade.

Ah Yao was taken aback for a moment, realizing whose hand it was, his ears started to feel hot. But she couldn't refuse anymore, she stretched out her hand to gently put it on it, and said as low as a mosquito, "Thank you..." Que'er couldn't follow because Aunt Xiang had told her to let Xu Gusheng go upstairs alone.

She chose to give her a hand because if she didn't give it a little help, she might really fall down. If he fell down the stairs later and his head was bleeding, then tomorrow the whole city of Yujing would be filled with jokes about Yougui Pavilion.

"Girl Ah Yao! No!"

"Xu Gusheng! You bastard! Let go of Miss Ah Yao, I will fight with you!" The crowd in the rear was excited.

Don't talk about holding hands, on weekdays there is a holy son going down the mountain to enjoy music, and there is a screen between him and Miss Ah Yao, and he only enjoys silhouettes.

Who is as lucky as Xu Gusheng, who can make Miss Ah Yao take the initiative to hold hands?

"Being glared at, passive value, +798."

"Resentment, passive value, +656." The sick young man was held by the hand, and seemed to be stunned for a while. But soon, he turned his head to look at the woman beside her who was ashamed and wanted to bury her head in her chest, and said with a funny face: "Miss Ah Yao, you must have misunderstood something?"

"I was born delicate and delicate. I need help to go upstairs, but I'm not here to help you..." As he spoke, he picked up the paper fan in his left hand, and picked up Miss A Yao's suddenly stiff hand.

His right hand was put on it very naturally, folded on top, and held gently.

"You..." At this moment, Ah Yao woke up a little from the wine, and raised his eyes like a thrush, full of astonishment.

What is this operation? In a flash, Ah Yao almost fell limp to the ground.

"Stunned, passive value, +1."

"you!"

"I?"

"you you!"

"What's wrong with my son?"

"I..." Miss Ah Yao took it for granted when she saw him, her delicate body trembled with anger, she panted heavily, her chest rose and fell rapidly.

In the end, without saying anything, she leaned on her right side, holding the pipa to support the handrail of the stairs, and raised her left hand to support her.

The "extremely delicate" sick son is in a hurry.

"Please!" The gnashing of teeth came out, which meant that the momentary heartbeat just now had vanished.

"Please." The sick young man gestured gracefully with his fan raised.

"Bastard wow..." The crowd in the back wailed and screamed, but they were stopped by the ghosts and gods, and they could not go forward to besiege.

"Slow down, rush to reincarnate?" The figures of the two disappeared on the osmanthus round ladder, but the scolding from the sick young man continued.

Accompanied by Miss Ah Yao's molar clenched apology: "Okay, Ah Yao knows that you are 'delicate'!"

"Are you a hermaphrodite?"

"Sorry, Mr. Xu..." The voice became panicked now.

"Wow beast!"

"You bastard Xu! You really deserve to die!"

"Cursed, passive value, +667."

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