You are still thinking about my cute little minotaurs?
A big boa constrictor can’t satisfy you old man, right?
Depend on!
The storyteller almost jumped in anger.
But under the pressure of the unknown aura of the second child, no matter how unwilling he was, he did not dare to show it.
“Hehe, hehe...”
“Second brother, what do you mean?” The storyteller sneered and involuntarily covered his chest with his hands.
"What do you think?"
Xu Xiaoshou felt that once his body stopped absorbing the evil spirit, he felt much better.
Even “Under Attack”, which keeps refreshing the screen, seems to be slowing down at this moment.
“Fission, rebirth with blood, immortality...”
Xu Xiaoshou said while counting his fingers, a perverted smile gradually appeared on his face, his eyes were slightly fiery, "You know, if this can be used as medicine, I can make a furnace of unparalleled elixirs!"
"impossible!"
The storyteller was so angry that he shouted loudly: "You took a snake from me, and you haven't held anything accountable. Now you want to..."
“Insatiable!”
“You are so greedy!”
Hong Yi, who was watching from a distance, pinched the orchid finger, swung his hands wildly between his elbows, and the storyteller, who was jumping around wildly, was frightened.
“This damn pervert...”
Xin felt that his eyes were stained.
It may take water from the Forgotten River to wash away the scene you just saw.
Shou Ye also twitched the corners of his mouth wildly.
He has fought against storyteller before, and he also knows that if this guy does it, it will really make people's scalp numb.
But the scene before us is simply too horrible to look at!
"damn it……"
Xu Xiaoshou felt goosebumps all over his body when he saw it, and he almost slashed forward with his sword.
But he suppressed the discomfort in his heart, his eyes sank, and he stared at the man in the red dress without saying anything.
"Well……"
The storyteller felt that he was being presumptuous for a while.
The last time he showed his excessive nature in front of this old ghost, he almost even had the hair on his body burned off.
This time...
“Not allowed.”
The storyteller curled up his fingers, looked away, and pursed his lips and said: "I can't give the cow to you. Just give it up. This is the 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: "Are you not allowed to give a second gift?"
"May."
Xu Xiaoshou nodded lightly, pondered for a moment, and said: "But what about me? You called me out in such a hurry, why don't you prepare to show your kindness and give me a gift?"
His eyes narrowed.
The storyteller suddenly felt a chill running down his spine.
This old ghost wants to settle the score?
You are sick, but I just called you out in advance, and nothing was lost.
A snake as an apology is not enough.
Do you still want my cow?
Xu Xiaoshou seemed to know what he was thinking, and said calmly: "The gifts come in pairs, bring them here, I will delay my experiment, and I will refine you directly, 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 palm-sized piece of space paper from his arms.
“Give, give…”
Xu Xiaoshou said nothing. He narrowed his eyes with a smile, and the big dark circles under his eyes were lumped together. "Do you want me to go over and get it?"
The storyteller’s face instantly turned green.
You damn old guy!
Isn’t it forbidden to let people move?
I did as you told me, and now you are discussing these seniority issues with me. Are you sick?
“Oh, yes, he is indeed sick.”
The storyteller suddenly wakes up.
If the second brother was not sick, how could he have reached the point where even his elder brother had to give him good advice after so many years?
Don’t dare to stay.
The storyteller handed over his hands, and a spatial vortex appeared in front of him.
Then, a vortex also appeared in front of Xu Xiaoshou.
The piece of space paper was presented from the vortex.
Obviously, the storyteller was so cautious that he did not even dare to get close.
Xu Xiaoshou shook his head with a smile, picked up the paper with two fingers.
In the small space of the paper, there are tens of thousands of blood droplets, like red duckweed, scattered in every corner of the space.
"do you died……"
As detected by "perception", there is no trace of life fluctuations in it.
Xu Xiaoshou felt sad.
If Xin Gugu died, what would be the point of coming out this time?
What is the difference between being unable to save a friend and being indifferent to seeing his death?
“Not dead yet.”
The storyteller saw the darkening look in Lao Er's eyes and thought that the old ghost was in a bad mood because of the ghost beast medicine and died, so he hurriedly explained.
Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyes.
The storyteller immediately added: "This is also my ancient book space. Outsiders may not be able to detect it, but with the blessing of the power of 'Yin Yang Life and Death?', others can maintain a trace of his soul and wisdom."
“Can you wake up and see the destiny... But if you want to make elixirs, it should be possible.”
“Not dead, haha, really not dead.”
Xu Xiaoshou stared at the storyteller for a long time before turning over his hand and sending 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, as soon as Xin Gugu enters the Yuan Mansion, he can bathe in the life energy of the life spirit seal, and he is determined not to die.
But this approach is too risky!
Let’s not say whether Mr. Sang knew the power of the storyteller or whether he could understand it.
Just for my appearance...
If you still need to rely on others to help you, it will be a sign of a price drop.
In order to maintain his identity and... his integrity, Xu Xiaoshou had to pretend that he knew everything.
Although at this moment, he can't even defeat one tenth of the storyteller.
"very good."
Xu Xiaoshou, who no longer knew what to say or even how to leave the scene, had to look around, nodded his head, and said the words "no pain or no pain".
"You have given me enough time and respect. What I have to do ends here."
"leftover……"
He looked at Hongyi, then at the storyteller, and said with a smile: "You can solve your own problems. I still have tasks to do. Goodbye."
Take a step forward.
You should recite the "Disappearance Technique" silently in your mind.
But at this moment, a voice of condolences came from behind:
“Senior, stay behind.”
With a final sound, the whole place was completely silent.
Everyone looked at the person at the exit.
At this time, even the storyteller felt a little depressed.
You red-coat, what is your name?
This is the Holy Slave, do you understand?
Can you afford it?
It’s easy to ask God to send God away, but it’s hard to send God away. Finally, this damn ghost is about to escape. Why did you leave him behind?
Can you beat him?
Stay and continue grabbing gifts?
"This girl is sick... If I had known, I should have dug out her eyes first!" the storyteller muttered, "I'm so angry!"
The people in red clothes also looked back in shock, and their eyes suddenly focused on Yu Zhiwen.
Yu Zhiwen felt a lot of pressure for a while.
If possible, she would not want to bear the attention of more than ten thrones, or even several Dao-killing level experts, at the same time.
But now, I have to say it.
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 exquisite star eyes.
At this moment, when Xu Xiaoshou opened his mouth again, he felt that his heart was filled with tingles.
Can you ignore it?
be honest.
If he ignored it, Xu Xiaoshou would have no idea how he could leave the scene after using the "disappearance spell".
The deadlock on the battlefield was directly broken by his sudden intrusion.
At this time, no one will destroy the ancient book space of storytellers without a suitable reason.
Even if you are in red, you won’t dare.
The reason why I didn't let Hong Yi take action before was because Xin Gugu's matter hadn't been settled yet.
But now I want to.
The other party really didn’t dare!
As the second eldest son of the Holy Slave, Xu Xiaoshou had received double gifts. At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou had no reason to undermine his own family.
Hence, I want to get out of the ancient book space.
Unless the storyteller’s brain is caught in a space crack and he detonates the ancient book space himself.
Otherwise, this is the only chance left.
Yu Zhiwen said a few more words, which inexplicably angered Shengnu Laoer, and then Shengnu Laoer got angry, forcing Hong Yi to take action, a good opportunity to break the ancient book space!
Anyway, it is the most normal thing for Old Man Sang to lose his temper for no reason.
“Little girl…”
Xu Xiaoshou stopped with a smile and turned his head to glance.
With a bang, the space where Hongyi was located instantly collapsed and became unstable.
Yu Zhiwen, who was hiding in the protective shield of the Sealing Formation, immediately groaned and even the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood even under this indiscriminate injury.
Xu Xiaoshou: “……”
So weak?
right.
Forgetting that besides myself, Yu Zhiwen should be the only second "innate strong person" left here.
“Know the temperature!”
Lan Ling flew to Yu Zhiwen's side, supported him with one hand, and passed on the gentle spirit.
She lowered her eyebrows and didn't even have time to glare at the bully Saint Slave. She just kept signaling with her eyes, trying to understand Yu Zhiwen's reason for keeping this old guy.
“It’s okay, he has already kept his hand.”
Yu Zhiwen felt the oppressive force of this familiar momentum, as if he had seen the scene when Xu Xiaoshou suppressed the entire audience when the Dao Wen Chu Stone was born.
Thinking back again to the same familiar scorching heat...
I sighed in my heart.
I vaguely understood something.
“I would like to ask you, senior, if you have an apprentice named Xu Xiaoshou?”
Yu Zhiwen expressed the doubts in his heart.
His sight has always stayed on Yousi Sword.
This statement was finalized, and Xu Xiaoshou did not wait for a reaction.
The night watchman and the storyteller were all shocked.
“Xu Xiaoshou?”
The storyteller raised his eyebrows.
This name shouldn’t be that of the female apprentice I just met, right?
Why, does it still feel vaguely familiar?
After a brief thought, the storyteller’s pupils suddenly shrank.
He has heard of this name!
When the previous incarnation fought against Vigil, the little brother who finally ran out from the ancient book space together with the sealed ghost beast...
He is Lao Er’s apprentice?
At this time, the storyteller looked at the old man in the grass hat and started to have fun.
Dead ghost!
You have such a handsome apprentice and you don’t tell others?
They can't beat you, they can only let you toss...
Okay, you will die and others will wait!
“Xu Xiaoshou…”
"whee."
He suddenly covered his red lips, as if he had thought of something funny and was secretly amused.
…
“Xu Xiaoshou?”
“No, it can’t be…”
“Which Xu Xiaoshou?”
“That Xu Xiaoshou?!”
Hongyi's internal sound transmission suddenly seemed a bit noisy.
Lan Ling looked back at Vigil in disbelief, as if to confirm something.
"How do I know..."
Shou Ye also looked confused.
Xu Xiaoshou, is Shengnu Laoer’s disciple?
Even though I had previously felt the anxious power of the person in front of me similar to Xu Xiaoshou.
But due to subjective consciousness, Vigil has never thought about this aspect at all.
According to the private information searched by Hong Yi, shouldn’t Xu Xiaoshou be suspected to be the vice president of Tiansang Ling Palace and the secret disciple of Mr. Sang?
etc!
Sang Lao?
Suddenly, Vigil was startled and broke out in a cold sweat.
Sang Lao seems to be the vice president of the Alchemist Association.
Sang Lao seems to have been the first dean of the Tiansang Ling Palace who burned half of Izumo Peak.
Sang Lao......
Is this the second son of Shengnu?
My heart suddenly tightened, and the vigil was extremely frightening.
Even though he has never dealt with this so-called vice president of Tiansang Ling Palace.
But I have heard a lot of legends about that man.
Now.
This is all of a sudden.
The appearance of Xu Xiaoshou tied everything together?
"Understood!"
“I finally understand!”
At this time, Vigil suddenly had some understanding.
Why is it that a small Tiansang County and a small Tiansang Ling Palace can cultivate such outstanding talents as Xu Xiaoshou?
If there was a saint slave who took action in secret, with all the efforts to train him, let alone the achievements he has achieved now.
It is possible for Xu Xiaoshou’s strength to double again!
Why did Xu Xiaoshou always keep away from his big offers in the past?
It seems that, at this moment, everything is completely explained.
“Red clothes, holy slave...”
“Can you not refuse her?” Shouye smiled bitterly.
Lan Ling also realized something.
and Shouye looked at each other, each knowing what the other was thinking.
When Xu Xiaoshou was blacklisted in red during the night watch, Lan Ling didn't know why yet.
But now, each of those things are thrown into the corner of memory, and things that seem impossible to be related are all connected in series.
No one can remain calm.
Even Xin, who had always been confused, realized something now.
“Sister Zhiwen, is what you said true?”
Yu Zhiwen didn’t say anything, but stared straight at the old man Cao Li in the distance with his beautiful star eyes.
real?
To tell the truth, Yu Zhiwen himself doesn’t believe it.
But if it is Xu Xiaoshou...
Everything is possible!
Even, at this moment, in her heart, she still had a bigger doubt.
The original species of Jinzhao, the power of the frozen calamity, comes from the original sword thought created by the Eighth Sword Immortal, coupled with the vast momentum...
Even if the master and the apprentice are from the same origin, is it possible for them to be so similar?
Although this old man with a straw hat has never shown his sword intention from beginning to end, it seems that everything is fought by the four swords.
But, if he is Xu Xiaoshou...
Everything can be explained.
“No! Impossible!”
Yu Zhiwen was frightened by his guess.
If the person in front of me was really Xu Xiaoshou, it would be simply shocking.
Reprimanded the storyteller, shocked the red clothes with one look, turned his hand to accept the ghosts and beasts...
Xu Xiaoshou, give him ten courages, and he wouldn’t even dare to commit suicide like this!
Although we have not been together for a long time, the fish knows the temperature.
Xu Xiaoshou's level of cherishing his life was even comparable to that of everyone present... gathered together!
“Disciple?”
The "Second Saint Slave" in the void twitched the corners of his scary mouth and smiled inexplicably.
His face also began to become gloomy and strange.
“I do have a disciple, but it’s not the Xu Xiaoshou that you little girl said.”
"he is……"
Xu Xiaoshou subconsciously wanted to move Zhou Tianshen out and take the blame, but then he thought about it.
Hongyi didn’t know Zhou Tiancan at the scene, but Yu Zhiwen had seen him before.
Zhang Xinxiong?
Not allowed.
Zhang Taiying is associated with ghosts and beasts, so Hongyi must have investigated the affairs of the Zhang family.
Pushing forward, who else can move out?
Zhang Xinxiong...Yes, this guy seems to be the cousin of someone?
Xu Xiaoshou thought about this, and finally the name of the first enemy from the outer courtyard of Tiansang Ling Palace appeared in his mind that he had almost forgotten and that everyone present was determined to never recognize.
"Um……"
Xu Xiaoshou put his hands behind his back and raised his chin, "His name is Wen Ming."