I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

"It's going to explode!"

The vigil, who subconsciously retreated, suddenly saw the figure of the storyteller disappear in this space, and his heart trembled suddenly.

Time seemed to stand still.

At this moment, Vigil had mixed feelings.

Reason told him that his stomach would definitely not be able to digest this second intensified version of the energy light spot.

He must retreat.

Otherwise, it is very likely that Xu Xiaoshou would be seriously injured by that kid in the White Grotto.

Can be the same.

I am about to retreat, White Grotto, what should I do?

This is a very real problem.

Vigil is not a storyteller.

He couldn't just laugh off the impending explosion and turn his head away.

The duty of the red clothes is to protect the White Cave, the space where the ghosts and beasts are born, so that more information can be excavated here in the future.

Moreover, I really want to retreat at this moment.

Not to mention the explosion of the White Cave, my companions in Lijian Grassland...

what to do?

"Could it be possible that this old man is going to become a psychopath who came all the way to swallow another energy spot?" Vigil was about to die of anger.

He felt that Xu Xiaoshou was his nemesis.

Every time that kid makes a move, he will hit his own weakness.

To choose righteousness, or to escape...

"brush!"

Thoughts don't last long.

After seeing the pros and cons of the White Cave clearly, Vigil could not choose to be alone.

Some people, some things, are born and destined.

Wearing such a red robe on his body, he was doomed to watch the night. It is impossible to choose to run for his life at this moment!

"Damn Xu Xiaoshou, don't let this old man catch you—"

When his heart was roaring, at the moment when the sky was completely shattered, Vigil turned to meet him.

a mouth.

"Ah concave."

Swallow it!

"boom!!!"

The scene was on the verge of breaking out, and Vigil's swallowing action was a little slow after all.

The energy that was just leaked out was scattered within a radius of dozens of miles, and was instantly wiped out.

What space, what land...

Can't bear the power of such blasting at all!

At the moment when ice and fire intertwined, the movement of destruction played, the gray air flow broke through the dam, and the entire space of the white cave trembled violently.

...

"Buzz!"

In Lijian Grassland, which is far away, at almost the same time, everyone turned their heads at the same time and focused their attention in the same direction.

"what's the situation?"

Xin's pupils shrank, the force of the explosion was even more violent than any explosion he had seen in the White Cave in the past.

Even, as far as single-point blasting is concerned.

The movement this time was almost comparable to the time when the ancient book space was blown up.

"You and Vigil, are you fighting?"

Turning to look at the storyteller, Xin couldn't help asking.

"Scared the baby to death, scared the baby to death..."

The storyteller entrenched in the air kept beating his little heart, with lingering fear on his face.

"This Wenming, it's too messy!"

He also stared at the direction of the explosion from a distance, with a complicated look in his eyes.

Since fear, but also admiration, and deep love.

"It's too strong, you can do this at such a young age, if you cultivate it..."

"Wen Ming?"

The party in red couldn't pay attention to the storyteller's soliloquy at all.

They are very familiar with this title.

Wen Ming, isn't that what Sheng Nu's second-in-command said, his disciple?

Isn't it the suspected Xu Xiaoshou... that person?

He made this explosion?

"impossible!"

Xin was immediately dumbfounded.

This movement, at first glance, is the level that can only be triggered by the confrontation between Zhan Dao and Zhan Dao, that is, the confrontation between the night watchman and the storyteller.

How could a junior do it?

"Nothing is impossible."

Hei Ming said with a sullen face: "It's all come to this point, can't you see clearly?"

"The so-called second son of the holy slave may not exist at all.

"

"If there were storytellers, sleeveless, and night watchmen over there, it would be impossible for them to break out such a battle..."

Hei Ming couldn't speak anymore.

He is not stupid.

As the former conductor of Red Clothes, at this moment, he could already think of something.

If the Holy Slave really had two people there, even if it was a night watch, it would be impossible to make any waves.

The only explanation is that there is no such thing as a two-person accomplice in the place of the explosion, where the three pillars stand together.

But who can be left in the White Grotto at this moment?

Except for these people in Lijian Grassland, only the incarnation of the storyteller, the second child of the holy slave, and the vigilante went to other places.

According to the above speculation, it is impossible for the second son of the holy slave to be in the blasting place.

Coupled with the murmur of the storyteller.

"Wen Ming..."

Heiming closed his eyes heavily.

Got tricked!

The so-called Second Son of the Holy Slave is very likely to be a fake, and he is that Wen Ming.

It is also very possible that he is that Xu Xiaoshou!

"Lan Ling."

Hei Ming turned to look at Lan Ling with doubts in his eyes.

If it is true.

Then, there is only one last mystery that has not been solved.

——These questions should have been reasoned out in the White Cave, why did everyone not realize until now?

"Lan Ling, that Yu Zhiwen..."

"Zhiwen is fine."

Lan Ling was also in a trance, and the three views were about to be cracked by the bombing.

But she still shook her head and interrupted Heiming's questioning.

"Yu Zhiwen is fine!"

Repeating the sentence repeatedly, Lan Ling seemed to be more certain of her inner thoughts, saying: "The people who come from the headquarters cannot be the accomplices of the holy slave."

"So, it's not Zhiwen who should be suspicious, but..."

Lan Ling spoke, her voice weakened.

How she did not want to admit it!

But the fact is that everyone has really been tricked!

"The second child of the holy slave is Wen Ming and Xu Xiaoshou."

When this sentence was blurted out, all the red clothes present were buzzing, and the scene went blank.

"ha?"

I looked over in disbelief, hesitated to speak, and couldn't say a word.

Then, he turned his shocking eyes to the storyteller.

Even without speaking, everyone had the same question in their minds.

"If it's Xu Xiaoshou, the storyteller, how could he fail to recognize him?"

Lan Ling also turned his gaze to the direction of the storyteller.

This is also what she doubted.

And, the key node that confused everyone's thoughts!

The storyteller's face suddenly burned red.

"Look at what!"

He stomped his feet angrily, and said angrily: "Are you stupid? Do you really think that people from the headquarters will not lie to you?"

"Don't change the subject..."

Before the letter could finish, it was interrupted by the storyteller loudly.

"According to others, what kind of fish knows temperature, and Wen Ming is that kind of relationship."

"Don't forget, that girl is a woman!"

"A woman's mind, understand?!"

The storyteller asked back, and Lan Ling was also dumbfounded.

yes!

She was able to avoid doubting Yu Zhiwen's position.

But as a woman, how could she not know.

Sometimes, some things are indeed involuntary, making people ignore where they stand.

"impossible!"

After a long silence, Lan Ling shook his head decisively again: "Xu Xiaoshou can become the second in command of the Holy Slave, and you still can't recognize the storyteller."

"Do you think he can't imitate the sound of 'run'?"

All the red clothes were stunned.

This is a very bold speculation.

But……

Similarly, at that critical moment, Xu Xiaoshou was able to be so quick-witted that he used the word "run" to directly destroy everyone's speculation?

This is not a simple word!

To say this word means that he, Xu Xiaoshou, must have a clear understanding of all the red clothes, and even the storyteller's thoughts in the space of ancient books.

But!

How could he know how far Hongyi's speculation about him had gone?

How could he know that what he knew about Hong Yi's guess would be exactly the same as what he knew?

Can't do it at all!

If he was the second in command of the Holy Slave, he might be so sophisticated and vicious, and his grasp of people's hearts was so good.

But all these inferences are based on "the second in command of the holy slave is actually Xu Xiaoshou".

And if it's really Xu Xiaoshou...

Such a young man, how could he be like an old fox, playing with everyone in the audience between applause?

"Crack!"

When Lan Ling thought of this, a thunderbolt flashed across her sudden brain, which made her brows and eyes ache a little.

wrong.

Everyone is wrong.

——Thinking inertia!

This is the answer to everything!

Before starting all the inferences, everyone unconsciously and preconceived stood on a commanding height to judge the young man.

No one would think that a young man could reach that level in a place where so many Dao Slashers are entrenched.

But according to the current deduction, Xu Xiaoshou did it when he was in the ancient book space!

He really managed to make everyone applaud!

So, Xu Xiaoshou, who has such a record, may really be thinking of a young man?

No matter how bad it was, his brain was definitely stronger than everyone standing on the Lijian Grassland at this moment.

It also includes her, Lan Ling herself!

"Blacklist, top of the list..."

Lan Ling suddenly woke up, and after understanding everything, she felt that the practice of vigil was really terrible.

At this moment, she hated herself why she didn't realize earlier that what Vigil had said was correct.

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"That young man Xu Xiaoshou is more dangerous than sealing ghosts and beasts!"

It's more than "only high but not low"!

Lan Ling's sight lost focus.

She sees farther than a vigil.

Judging from the achievements in the ancient book space, it doesn't even take long.

As long as five or six years...

No, it may even be three to two years, one year!

As long as Hongyi fails to arrest Xu Xiaoshou in the shortest possible time...

In the future, there will be no chance at all to touch the corner of his clothes again!

"Xu Xiaoshou, it's too scary..."

At this moment, Lan Ling could hardly imagine what the real face of that young man who had never met before looked like.

Does he have three nostrils and two tongues, can he do this? !

...

The White Cave, an unknown place.

This side is like a sleeping world, and you can't see your fingers.

But the second time, he was a little disturbed by the sudden movement.

"hiss!"

The huge gap in the space tearing apart everything in the void.

The old woodcutter lay on the ground bored, staring at the darkness overhead.

"Is it going to explode outside?"

"Who is doing it?"

"Didn't you already tell that damn sissy not to conflict with Hongyi?"

Cenchov turned over and stood up a little uneasy, and looked sadly at the crack in space.

"It's business, it's not over yet..."

Obviously, in this place protected by the great power of the Holy Emperor, it is impossible for any movement of the White Grotto to be transmitted.

It is almost impossible for outsiders to discover the location of this side.

But this is the second time!

If it wasn't for the kind of movement outside that would cause the White Cave to explode, it would be impossible to affect this space.

"Is it really working?"

Cenchov lingered on the spot, frowning from time to time to glance at the space crack.

Even in this place where there is no concept of time passing at all, he can figure it out very clearly.

It has been a long time since the first seat entered the crack.

"Still coming out?"

If it weren't for the other party's "wait for me here" when he entered, Cenchov would definitely rush in through the gap in the space at this moment.

"Could it be that the person failed to find it and fell into the dimensional shattered current?"

"Can you bear it?"

Tzenchov shuddered at his guess.

He thought of the weak body and bones of the first seat, even a gust of wind seemed to be able to destroy it when it was not moving.

No……

To a lesser degree.

There is no "like" at all!

"Could it be that it really fell into the broken space flow?"

Cenchov tightened the small ax on his waist, thought for a while, and after all, he didn't dare to waste time on the spot, so he got up and was about to go into the space crack.

"call out."

At this moment, a figure flew away in the crack.

In the next second, it seemed as if he had run too far, he turned back from the front, and shot out in a jiffy.

"Cough cough cough!"

"Ahem..."

The severe coughing after the depression echoed endlessly, followed by...

"puff!"

The pungent smell of blood spread, and Cenchov's entire face turned green, "Are you lost?"

"Nothing."

The masked man subconsciously wiped his mouth, but only a layer of soaked cloth was wiped.

He pressed hard on his lips to squeeze out the blood stains, and then he took a breath and wanted to say something.

"puff!"

As a result, another mouthful of blood was spurted out.

Tzenchov: "..."

The corner of his mouth twitched a few times, he was too lazy to comfort him, and went straight to the point: "Where is the person, have you found it?"

"Yeah." The masked man took a few long breaths, and the ups and downs of his chest finally calmed down.

"How about it?"

"As far as the results are concerned, it's not bad."

"In terms of consequences?"

When Cenchov heard this, his eyes narrowed: "What about the process? Are you doing it again?"

"It can't be helped. The old guy said he found a candidate. He didn't want to cooperate at all at first. If I didn't make a move, he wanted to expel me directly." The masked man sighed.

"The candidate?" Cenchov was taken aback, "Who?"

The masked man immediately rolled his eyes: "Do you think he will say that?"

"Uh, that's true." The old woodcutter smiled sarcastically.

"But it's not hard to guess."

The masked man breathed a sigh of relief, and without waiting for Tzenchov to ask questions, he said to himself:

"It's not easy for the cracks on the Void Island to appear. It's a one-in-a-million chance that it will appear in the White Cave this time."

"Even, as far as I personally speculate, this is probably the result of their layout for many years."

"Those old guys who want to come out must seize such an opportunity."

"And the crack is in the White Grotto, where can they find candidates?"

"There's simply nowhere else to go."

Cenchov responded with a "hmm", he watched the masked man spread his hands, and couldn't help baring his teeth, "Speak slowly."

"good."

The masked man nodded, exhaled, and then continued:

"Dare to pick the fruit when the White Cave is opened this time, which means they have seen a satisfactory candidate."

"So, in this White Cave, is there anyone they can look up to?"