Chapter 540 Do you want to come to the ancient book space and sit?
A drop of sweat seeped out from Xu Xiaoshou's forehead.
The next second.
"In tears (Lorelei), I have met Senior Wuxiu and thanked Senior for saving his life in the past!"
Sweat instantly streaked across his furrowed forehead, swirled half a circle from his eye sockets, and then slid down the side of his high cheekbones, dripping down.
Xu Xiaoshou's entire face turned pale.
Tears flow, Lorelei...
Isn't this the person from "Saint Slave"?
Even if these two people don't reveal their identities.
Just that sentence "boy from the Lei family, Luo Yatou", Xu Xiaoshou completely understood everything.
At that time in Tiansang Ling Palace, Ye Xiaotian used his strength to break the spell and dealt the final blow to Lei Shuangxing and Lorelei who were trying to teleport away from the space.
When space collapses, just these two masters, even if they have the means to save their lives, have only a slight chance of escaping from the space debris flow.
After escaping, there is more possibility of getting lost.
But these two people still appeared in the Eighth Palace unscathed in the end...
"Sang Lao, saved them?"
Xu Xiaoshou's throat was dry and the corners of her lips were bitter.
yes!
Isn't this obvious?
Such a big thing happened in Tiansang Ling Palace, and Mr. Sang didn't show up in the back mountain until the last moment.
So, it was only then that he noticed the movement in the Spiritual Palace?
impossible!
Those powerful people cannot escape the slightest disturbance, so how can they be indifferent to the tragic situation in the spiritual palace?
The most perfect explanation...
On one side are the disciples of the Spiritual Palace. As the vice-president, he wants to help.
But on the other side, there is the "Saint Slave"!
The palms and backs of the hands are all flesh.
Even beings like Sang Laona might not know what action to take at the first time.
And when one of the parties faced a critical moment of death, he finally couldn't wait any longer.
Rescue the "Holy Slave", thereby delaying the rescue of the Linggong people, so you rushed back at the last moment and went to the back mountain?
Xu Xiaoshou clutched the straw hat tightly.
He couldn't believe it, and he couldn't believe that the truth of all this was really like this!
"Sang Lao, is he a 'saint slave'?"
despair.
Xu Xiaoshou supported the side pit wall with his elbows and changed into a "comfortable" posture, perfectly eliminating his half-step stagger.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
Muzi Xi's words stopped.
Looking up from her angle, she could just detect half of her pale, paper-like face under the straw hat.
What's going on?
What are they talking about? I really want to hear it!
What's wrong... Xu Xiaoshou laughed heartily and forced himself to raise his head, letting his once again rosy face fall to a place where he could feel it.
Your senior brother and I have lost our minds!!!
Holy slave...
Your master is a member of the "Saint Slaves", you idiot, do you dare to believe it?
I don’t dare to think in this direction to my death!
But the facts were just revealed.
Who can withstand this!
Oh my god, please kill me, Xu Xiaoshou, to celebrate your master’s acting skills?
This time, I, Xu Xiaoshou, am willing to call your master the strongest!
none of them!
Xu Xiaoshou restrained his trembling hands, slowly stretched out his hands, and gently patted his junior sister on the head with a kind look on his face.
"Yes, you said it very well, I listened to it."
Mu Zixi:???
Xu Xiaoshou, what’s wrong with you!
She blinked her big eyes and bowed, "Thank you Master for the compliment."
"Being cursed, passive value, +1."
Secret skill: Chill your brain!
Xu Xiaoshou used the "power of freezing" to calm down his mind.
His strength was perfectly restrained, and he didn't dare to let out any breath at all.
If Mr. Sang is a "saint slave", then everything can be explained.
The first time a masked man attacked Tiansang Ling Palace at night, Xiao Qixiu was defeated with a sword, Ye Xiaotian had an arm cut off, and the nine elders of the Ling Palace were almost hanged to death by sword energy.
As for Mr. Sang, he dismissed the leader of the "Saint Slave" with just a few words...
The masked man attacked Tiansang Ling Palace for the second time, and the famous sword "Tomb Name City Snow" was taken away, and he also brought an old woodcutter with a level of swordsman.
Everyone in the Ling Palace, even the one with the ax, couldn't resist.
Sang Lao used several magical skills and a few words to force the masked man back again...
is it possible?
This is impossible!
If the two didn't have an extremely close relationship, how could the old man be so powerful?
I should have thought of it a long time ago...Xu Xiaoshou felt weak.
He could tell that Sang Lao and the leader of the "Saint Slave" had some friendship.
But like others, he would never think of it.
This friendship, to put it bluntly, they are actually accomplices!
As a "holy slave", why did Mr. Sang try to protect the spiritual palace when masked men attacked the spiritual palace?
Xu Xiaoshou was confused.
At this time, he was no longer able to speculate on the inside story.
"His grandma is a bitch, and you are a dead old man. You want to trick me, Xu Xiaoshou, into death before you give up, right?"
Xu Xiaoshou cursed all this secretly in his heart, but on the outside he looked amiable.
"Keep talking, keep analyzing."
"Tell me everything you know and can guess!"
"Oh." Muzi nodded slightly, "Bala, bala..."
"Yes, senior!"
The voice of tears was more solemn.
The storyteller dared to joke, but he didn't.
His impression of the second-in-command of the "Saint Slave" whom he had never met before was still stuck in the series of legends.
The Central Territory Branch was discovered, and Senior Wuxiu fought against them all on his own.
Before any support could arrive, he single-handedly shut out everyone in the Holy Temple, giving the new blood a way to escape.
Even when he was besieged by powerful forces, he was able to severely injure Wuyue Sword Immortal, one of the Seven Sword Immortals, and find a way out of a certain death situation and escape to the Eastern Region.
Now, the Moonless Sword Immortal has only come to the Eastern Region.
Senior Wuxiu, who had not recovered from his serious injury, dared to kill the men in white again alone.
And the result...
After arriving in Qinglong County, only less than half of the old, weak, sick and disabled people were left.
It can be said.
The actions of Senior Wuxiu laid a good foundation for the subsequent "Saint Slave" to break through the boundary from the White Cave.
How could such a madman and such achievements be imagined by his tears?
He solemnly said: "Within Lijian Grassland, there are currently not many people who have the opportunity to obtain the 'You Four Swords'."
"First of all, it's this person."
Following the tearful words, a certain place in Xu Xiaoshou's spiritual thoughts was magnified.
There is the location of Lan Xinzi and the man with the magic pattern.
Not surprisingly, this should be the ability of the messenger.
"This man's name is He Yuxing. He has a 'Sacrificial Sculpture' in his hand, and he has also realized a hint of the sword intention of the Eighth Sword Immortal."
"If nothing unexpected happens, there is a high probability that 'You Si Jian' will recognize him in the end."
"I also have a sacrificial sculpture in my hand, but unfortunately, I didn't realize anything."
There was regret in the tearful voice.
Xu Xiaoshou also looked away from the focus and nodded slightly.
It doesn't differ much from my own speculation.
"Continue." He said to Mu Zixi.
"good."
Tears sorted things out and continued: "The second one... Yu Zhiwen."
The figures in red appeared vaguely, among which Yu Zhiwen, who was at the head, was particularly conspicuous.
Obviously, when they arrived at Hongyi's place, the messenger did not dare to mess around, so the picture transmitted was not very clear.
"The 'Pearl Star Pupil' has extremely terrifying power of heaven. With this power, it is enough to cause many accidents."
"In addition, this is the niece of the Taoist Palace Master and the direct descendant of Dao Xuanji. If he can come here, he must have some unknown trump card in his hand."
Xu Xiaoshou sighed in his heart.
Yes, the black scabbard is in her hand.
At that time, Yu Zhiwen's words were vaguely audible. She was 90% sure about "there are four swords".
"this……"
A dull little monk appeared in the picture again, sticking his butt out and staring nervously at the "Four Swords" flying in the void.
"This is a disciple of the 'Resentful Buddha'. You also know that the Resentful Buddha was also a close friend of the Eighth Sword Immortal during his lifetime."
"With this relationship, if he casually takes out some tokens of the Eighth Sword Immortal, it may resonate with the 'You Four Swords'."
"Moreover, one of the Eighth Sword Immortal's old swords - the Great Sword of Tears of Compassion, was a gift from the 'Resentful Buddha'."
"Now the famous sword is lost and its whereabouts are unknown. It is very likely that it belongs to this young monk."
Famous sword, great sorrow and tears without sword?
Xu Xiaoshou frowned.
Is this little monk hiding something from himself?
Doesn't he only have the "Prison Sky Magic Wand" and the "Buddha-Slaying Knife"?
Didn’t he also get these two divine objects?
Why, there is still a famous sword hidden?
Good guy!
"The next one...no, the next three."
The screen flashed, and the familiar Three Musketeers appeared.
The three of them sat in separate courts, forming a triangle, and remained silent.
But something seems to be brewing, and the aura on his body becomes more and more terrifying as time goes by.
"This is the man from the Sword Burial Tomb. He brought two famous swords here. You can imagine his strength."
"But that's not the main thing. What I'm afraid of is that they have the tokens of Sword Immortal Wen Ting on them."
"No matter what happens, if we only need to bring a hint of the sword intention of the broken sword 'Qingju', I'm afraid the 'four swords' will go directly with them."
Seven Swordsmen, Wen Ting?
Xu Xiaoshou was shocked.
He thought of the story told by Yu Zhiwen in Yuan Mansion.
Isn't this the transcendent existence whose light was concealed by the Eighth Sword Immortal all his life, and was only discovered by the world after the other's death?
Damn it, these three swordsman brothers are the ones who belong to Wen Ting and Wen Jianxian?
Damn, I didn’t think so before, but now it seems that everyone has a big background!
"Also, the people from the 'Xu Yue Gray Palace'..." Tears continued.
The screen flickered, and Xin Gugu's shadow appeared.
"This is a reckless man. I have fought with him and he is very strong."
"Even if he doesn't transform into a ghost beast, he still has terrifying fighting power, but he is indeed a simple-minded person with well-developed limbs."
"He is not the person in charge of the 'Xu Yue Gray Palace', that's for sure."
"But I haven't found anyone else. The only thing I need to be wary of is... this force that is a pure body of ghost beasts. It is the most likely to cause accidents, so I have to be careful!"
"The last one..."
"Well, there's more?" The messenger's confused voice appeared, "I don't know where it is?"
"there."
The picture faded, and a bunch of young faces appeared.
Xu Xiaoshou's pupils shrank.
People from Tiansang Ling Palace?
"These little brats?"
The messenger's voice sounded suspicious, "What can they have?"
"Others don't need to look. Seniors can focus on the person in charge." Tears said.
"At the head...this?"
The picture is fixed, fixed on Rao Yinyin.
Xu Xiaoshou himself was confused.
What else is special about this senior sister from the inner courtyard?
The scenes of his contact with this girl flashed through frame by frame, but after recalling it, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't find anything special about her.
The tone of the tears was extremely cautious: "Her last name is 'Rao'!"
"Rao?"
"……hiss!"
The messenger only repeated one sentence, then seemed to think of something, and then the screen trembled, obviously he was shocked.
"Rao?"
Xu Xiaoshou also muttered in his heart.
Just one last name, is there anything special about it?
"Yes, my surname is Rao."
Tears Shuangxing did not explain too much, "A great chaos is about to break out. Seniors can kill everyone, but this person cannot be killed. Just pay attention to this."
"I lost it!" Now it was Xu Xiaoshou's turn to be frightened.
Just because of a surname, Rao Yinyin cannot be killed?
The surname is Rao?
Are you going to spare her?
What the hell is this? 1
You are a blind man, you have no eyes, you can't speak fluently, you just shake it all out?
What's the point of beating around the bush and hiding the truth?
I, the second son of the "Saint Slave", still don't know anything!
But what can Xu Xiaoshou do?
There is nothing he can do!
I wanted to follow the messenger and respond with a tone of surprise.
But then I thought about it.
Rao Yinyin is from the Spiritual Palace. As the vice-president of the Spiritual Palace now, he must know something.
This small detail must not go wrong.
"Um."
He nodded calmly, as if he was convinced that Mu Zixi had spoken well.
"Senior Wu Xiu, Senior Storyteller, that's all I've learned before and after entering the White Cave. The rest is up to you to arrange." She said the last words with tears in her eyes, and then fell silent.
Senior storyteller...
Xu Xiaoshou sighed feebly.
He did roughly guess the identity of the messenger.
But after the sentence of tears fell, the truth came to light.
Storyteller, the seventh in command of the "Saint Slave".
He was there too!
That is to say, Vigil was not able to capture him at all near the Sun Spirit Fusion Lake that day.
And it was indeed intentional that he was frozen in the ice.
So, the ghost beast this guy mentioned before...
"The Gray Fog Man has been captured by him?"
Xu Xiaoshou didn't have time to marvel, and "Perception" immediately scanned it for a week.
No vigil!
Among the red-coated team, there is no one named Vigil.
"he died?"
His heart tightened, and Xu Xiaoshou suddenly felt sad.
Vigil, you died miserably...
Although in the end everyone turned into a confrontational situation.
But I have never forgotten the special care you gave me, Xu Xiaoshou, and the gift of the sword!
That’s all.
There is no resurrection after death, so go on well...
If I have the chance, I, Xu Xiaoshou, will definitely go and burn incense for you.
No.
Three sticks!
"Sleeveless senior."
Lorelei's voice suddenly appeared.
"Although the White Cave is about to break through, I also know that you are not afraid of Gou Wuyue."
"But now everything still has to wait until the first one comes out of the crack in the 'Void Island', then the boundary can be broken. After all, everyone is not very clear about the current situation outside."
"I don't know why you can't transmit the message, but..."
Xu Xiaoshou's heart skipped a beat.
This woman...
Lorelei said: "If it's because of any restrictions, would you like to come together and sit in Senior Storyteller's ancient book space and ask him to help remove the marks or something?"