I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Tauren?

Are you still thinking about my cute little tauren?

A boa constrictor can't satisfy you, old ghost, can it?

Depend on!

The storyteller almost jumped in anger.

But under the pressure of the second child's nameless aura, no matter how unwilling he was, he dared not show it.

"Heh, heh heh..."

"Second, what do you mean?" The storyteller smiled and covered his chest involuntarily.

"What do you think?"

Xu Xiaoshou felt much better as soon as his body stopped absorbing the fierce energy.

Even the "under attack" that keeps swiping the screen seems to be starting to slow down at this moment.

"Fission, rebirth from a drop of blood, immortality..."

Xu Xiaoshou counted his fingers and said, a perverted smile gradually appeared on his face, his eyes were slightly fiery, "You know, if this is used as medicine, this old man can make a furnace, a peerless pill!"

"impossible!"

The storyteller became very angry, and shouted loudly: "You took a snake by you, and you haven't pursued anything. Now you still want to..."

"Insatiable!"

"You are simply greedy!"

The red-clothed man who was watching from a distance was frightened by the storyteller who was pinching the orchid fingers, shaking his hands and jumping wildly with his elbows between his hands.

"This pervert..."

Shin felt his eyes were stained.

It may take the water of the Forgotten River to wash away the scene I saw just now.

The corner of Vigil's mouth also twitched wildly.

He had fought against a storyteller before, and he knew that if this guy did it, it would really make one's scalp tingle.

But the current scene is simply horrible!

"damn it……"

Xu Xiaoshou felt goosebumps all over his body when he saw it,

Almost no sword slashed forward.

But he suppressed the discomfort in his heart, his eyes sank, and he just squinted at the man in the red dress without saying a word.

"Uh……"

The storyteller also felt that he was presumptuous for a while.

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

This time...

"No."

The storyteller curled up his fingers, bowed his head, pouted and said, "It's impossible for Niu Niu to give it to you, just give it up, this is a gift I want to give to my brother."

"You already have the gift." Xu Xiaoshou was unmoved. ,

"This is the second copy!"

The storyteller said angrily: "Should I not be allowed to give a second gift?"

"May."

Xu Xiaoshou nodded lightly, pondered for a moment, and said, "But what about the old man? If you called the old man out in such a hurry, you didn't intend to make a fuss, and you also gave a gift?"

His gaze froze.

The storyteller suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

This old ghost is going to settle accounts?

You are sick, but I just called you out in advance, and there is nothing to lose.

A snake is not enough to make amends.

You still want my cow?

Xu Xiaoshou seemed to know what he was thinking, and said lightly: "Gifts are in pairs, bring them, I delayed the old man's experiment, and directly practiced you, do you believe it?"

"I do not believe!"

The storyteller roared in his 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 bosom.

"Give, give..."

Xu Xiaoshou didn't say a word, he narrowed his eyes with a smile, and the big dark circles under his eyes were congealed, "Do you want the old man to go and get it?"

The storyteller's face turned green instantly.

You bloody old fellow!

Don't you want to keep people from moving?

You obediently did as you said, and now you are discussing these seniority things with me, are you sick!

"Oh, yes, he is indeed ill."

The storyteller suddenly woke up.

If the second child was not ill, how could it be possible to persuade even the older brother after so many years?

dare not stay.

As soon as the storyteller passed his hands, a space vortex appeared in front of him.

Then, a whirlpool appeared in front of Xu Xiaoshou.

Space paper is presented from the vortex.

Apparently, the storyteller was so careful that he didn't even dare to approach him.

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.

"do you died……"

"Perception" detects that there is no life fluctuation in it.

Xu Xiaoshou's heart darkened.

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

What's the difference between a friend who can't be saved and being indifferent after witnessing his death?

"Not dead yet."

The storyteller saw the darkened eyes of the second child, and thought that the old ghost was in a bad mood because of the death of the ghost beast medicine, so he hurriedly explained.

Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyes.

The storyteller immediately added: "This is also my ancient book space. Outsiders may not be aware of it, but with the blessing of the power of 'Yin Yang life and death?', people can maintain a trace of his soul and wisdom."

"Will you be able to wake up and see the good fortune... But if you want to make alchemy, it should be possible."

"Not dead, hehe, really not dead."

Xu Xiaoshou stared at the storyteller for a long time before flipping the space paper into the Yuan Mansion.

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

In this way, once Xin Gugu enters the Yuan Mansion, he can be bathed in the vitality of the spirit seal of life, and he will never die.

But this approach is too risky!

Not to mention whether Sang Lao knows the power of the storyteller or not, whether he can understand it or not.

Just by myself...

If you still need to rely on others to help yourself, invisibly, it is a manifestation of price drop.

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

Although at this moment, he can't even beat one tenth of the storyteller.

"very good."

Xu Xiaoshou, who no longer knew what to say, or even how to exit, had no choice but to look around, nodded his head lightly, and said the words neither painful nor itchy.

"You guys have given enough time and face, this is the end of what this old man has to do."

"leftover……"

He looked at the red clothes, then at the storyteller, and said with a smile, "You can settle your own affairs. The old man still has tasks. Goodbye."

Step forward.

I was about to recite the "disappearance technique" silently in my heart.

But at this time, there was a voice of urging from behind:

"Senior stay behind."

With a sound, the audience was dead silent.

Everyone looked at the person who exited in unison.

This time, even the storyteller felt a little depressed.

You red dress, what's your name?

This is Saint Slave, do you understand?

You can afford it?

It's easy to ask God to send God away, but it's hard for this dead ghost to slip away, why are you keeping him here!

Can you beat him?

Stay and continue grabbing gifts?

"This girl is sick... I should have dug out her eyeballs if I knew it earlier!" The storyteller slandered, "I'm so mad!"

The crowd in red also looked back in shock, and their eyes suddenly focused on Yu Zhiwen.

Yu Zhiwen felt a lot of pressure for a while.

If it is possible, she does not want to bear the gaze of more than ten thrones, or even several strong people at the level of Dao Slashing, at the same time.

But right now, I have to say.

Xu Xiaoshou naturally also saw the existence of Yu Zhiwen.

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

Now that he opened his mouth again, Xu Xiaoshou felt his heart tremble.

But, ignore it?

be honest.

If you ignore it, Xu Xiaoshou doesn't know how to leave the field after using the "disappearing technique".

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

At this time, without a suitable reason, no one would destroy the storyteller's ancient book space.

Even the one in red didn't dare.

Previously, I didn't let Hongyi do anything because Xin Gugu's matter hadn't been settled yet.

But now I want to.

The other party really didn't dare!

And as the second child of the holy slave, who still received double gifts, Xu Xiaoshou at this moment has no reason to tear down his family.

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

Unless the storyteller's brain is clamped by a space crack, he detonates the ancient book space by himself.

Otherwise, there is only one chance left.

Because Yu Zhiwen said a few more words, Sheng Nu's second child was inexplicably angered, and then Sheng Nu's second child became angry, forcing Hongyi to take action, breaking the space of ancient books!

Anyway, old man Sang lost his temper for no reason, which is the most normal thing.

"Little girl..."

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

With a bang, the space where Hong Yi was located instantly collapsed and became unstable.

Yu Zhiwen, who was hiding in the shield of the Heaven-Sealing Great Formation, even under the indiscriminate damage, immediately let out a muffled snort, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

so weak?

right.

Forget that besides himself, Yu Zhiwen should be the only second "naturally strong" left here.

"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 she didn't even have time to glare at Sheng Nu's second child, who was bullying the younger. She just kept gesticulating with her eyes, trying to understand why Yu Zhiwen left this old guy.

"It's okay, he has kept his hand."

Yu Zhiwen felt the oppressive force of this familiar momentum, as if seeing the scene of Xu Xiaoshou suppressing the audience when Daowen Chushi was born.

Thinking back to the same familiar scorching heat from before...

Heart sighed.

Faintly understood something.

"Dare to ask seniors, is there an apprentice named Xu Xiaoshou?"

Yu Zhiwen expressed his doubts.

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

With this statement settled, Xu Xiaoshou did not wait for a reaction.

The night watchman and the storyteller were all shocked.

"Xu Xiaoshou?"

The storyteller frowned.

This name, shouldn't it be the female apprentice I met just now?

Why, there is still a faint familiar feeling?

After a little thought, the storyteller suddenly shrank his pupils.

He had heard the name before!

The little brother who ran out of the ancient book space with the sealed ghost beast at the last time during the battle between the incarnation outside the body and the vigil...

He is the apprentice of the second child?

At this moment, the storyteller began to playfully look at the old man with grass hat.

devil!

There is such a handsome apprentice, why don't you tell others?

People can't beat you, so they can only let you torment...

Okay, you give it to the dead ghost, you give it to others and wait!

"Xu Xiaoshou..."

"whee."

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

...

"Xu Xiaoshou?"

"No, it won't be..."

"Which Xu Xiaoshou?"

"That Xu Xiaoshou?!"

The sound transmission inside the red clothes suddenly seemed a little noisy.

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

"How does this old man know..."

Vigil was equally dazed.

Xu Xiaoshou, the second disciple of Sheng Nu?

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

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

According to the private information searched by Hong Yi, shouldn't Xu Xiaoshou be the vice president of Tiansang Linggong, the secret disciple of Sang Lao?

wait!

Old Sang?

Vigil was suddenly startled and broke out in a cold sweat.

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

Sang Lao seemed to have been the first dean of Tiansang Linggong who had burnt half of the Cloud Peak.

Old Sang...

Is it Saint Slave's second child?

My heart suddenly twitched, and the vigil was terrified.

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

But there are a lot of legends about that person.

now.

This suddenly.

The appearance of Xu Xiaoshou connected everything together?

"Understood!"

"The old man finally understands!"

At this time, Vigil suddenly understood.

Why is it that a small Tiansang County and a small Tiansang Linggong can cultivate such an outstanding talent like Xu Xiaoshou.

If there is a holy slave who makes a move in secret, then under the cultivation of all efforts, let alone such an achievement now.

It is possible for Xu Xiaoshou's strength to double again!

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

It seemed, at this moment, that everything was fully explained.

"Red clothes, holy slave..."

"Can you stay away without refusing?" Shou Ye smiled wryly.

Lan Ling also realized something.

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

When Xu Xiaoshou was blacklisted by the night vigil earlier, Lan Ling didn't know why.

But now, those things that have been thrown in the corner of memory one by one, and it seems that there is no connection at all, are all connected in series.

No one is calm.

Even if it was a letter whose mind had been sluggish all the time, he realized something at this moment.

"Sister Zhiwen, what you said is true?"

Yu Zhiwen didn't speak, and a pair of beautiful star pupils stared straight at the old man Cao Li in the distance.

real?

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

But if it's Xu Xiaoshou...

Everything is possible!

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

The original seed of Jinzhao, the power of freezing catastrophe, the original sword thought from the Eighth Sword Immortal, plus that vast momentum...

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

Although the old man with the straw hat never showed his sword intent from the beginning to the end, it seemed that everything was struggling with the 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 is really Xu Xiaoshou, it would be too shocking.

Rebuking the storyteller, shocking the red clothes with one glance, grabbing ghosts and beasts...

Xu Xiaoshou, even if he had ten guts, he wouldn't dare to commit suicide like this!

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

The degree of Xu Xiaoshou's pity on his life was even comparable to the gathering of all the people present!

"disciple?"

The "Second Slave" in the void twitched the scary corners of his mouth and smiled inexplicably.

The complexion also began to become gloomy and strange.

"I do have another disciple, but it's not Xu Xiaoshou that you little girl said."

"he is……"

Subconsciously, Xu Xiaoshou wanted to take out Zhou Tianshen and take the blame, but on second thought.

The red clothes present didn't know Zhou Tianshen, but Yu Zhiwen had.

Zhang Xinxiong?

No.

Zhang Taiying is associated with ghosts and beasts, Hongyi must have investigated the Zhang family's affairs.

Pushing forward, who else can move out?

Zhang Xinxiong... That's right, this guy seems to be a cousin of a certain guy?

Xu Xiaoshou thought of this, and finally there appeared in his mind the name of the first enemy from the outer courtyard of Tiansangling Palace that he was about to forget, and that everyone present would never know.

"Ok……"

Xu Xiaoshou put his hands behind his back and raised his chin, "His name is Wen Ming."