He said "brother" and almost killed Lorelei on the spot.
She couldn't stop shaking her shoulders, as if she wanted to laugh.
But the goosebumps that stood up all over my body brought about more feelings, but it was nausea.
“Xu Xiaoshou, you also have today!”
Looking at Xu Xiaoshou, who was completely unable to resist under the lustful power of his senior storyteller, Lorelei sympathized with him, but on the other hand, he felt relieved.
She knew how powerful the young man in front of her was.
This is the case in Tianxuanmen.
The same goes for entering the white cave and entering the space of ancient books written by senior storytellers.
But now, one's identity was exposed, and in front of the senior storyteller, he couldn't even make a splash, and was directly suppressed.
…
“Hey~”
The storyteller felt extremely relieved by this shout.
He enjoyed it for a long time, and then he said: "Well, little brother Wen Ming, since you really want to know, I will tell you."
“External incarnation…”
The storyteller took a breath of hot breath, his voice full of temptation, "Want to learn?"
"I do not want!!!"
Xu Xiaoshou almost lost his mind on the spot. Even his ears were red and he didn’t know why.
But, can this sentence "I don't want to" really be said out loud?
“Don’t you want to learn?”
Looking at the hesitant Xu Xiaoshou, the storyteller's expression suddenly turned serious and he said seriously: "This is an incarnation that only a semi-saint can master. I want to teach you because I think highly of you!"
"think……"
Xu Xiaoshou was about to cry and said helplessly: "Human... ah! I really want to learn..."
Lorelei almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
What did you just hear?
Xu Xiaoshou, was he almost homogenized?
“Yeah, that’s right!”
The storyteller finally let go of Xu Xiaoshou's shoulders, turned around, and came to him with light steps.
“People know that you still want to learn, but if you want others to teach you, there must be a prerequisite...”
“What premise?” Xu Xiaoshou asked.
“You have to go with others.”
The storyteller stretched out his green jade finger and tapped Xu Xiaoshou's chest. He lightly opened his red lips and said, "I know that my brother likes you very much, but now, he also likes you very much."
“So, if you want to learn, you have to make sure you go with me in the end. As for later... you can’t be taken away by your brother, you know?”
Looking at the man in the red skirt in front of you, you have to stick close to your body.
Xu Xiaoshou felt that the force of restraint was not diminished at all, and could not even take a step back.
He could only lean back as much as possible and asked with difficulty: "Brother, who is it? The Eighth Sword Immortal?"
The storyteller's close movements suddenly froze, and his eyes became a little more funny.
“You brat, after all this, you still dare to lie to others?”
“Do you really think that people have forgotten what you just did?”
"Um..." Xu Xiaoshou's expression froze, as if he had no intention of doing so, and asked again: "What are you talking about? I'm just curious."
“Don’t you want to know why I last longer than the two lines of tears?”
As he spoke, he turned to Lorelei and said, "It's because I met an uncle before and he gave me a classic."
Lorelei’s face darkened.
Haven’t spoken yet, but the storyteller’s interest was obviously aroused.
“What book?”
“Guanjian Canon!”
Xu Xiaoshou finally felt the curious eyes of normal people on the storyteller’s face, and felt a sense of relief, and continued:
"The uncle saved my life. Seeing that I had extraordinary qualifications, he gave me an ancient book, which is the "Guan Jian Canon"."
After saying this, Xu Xiaoshou pursed his lips and remained silent, his eyes still falling on Lorelei.
But the "perception" in secret is always observing the storyteller's reaction.
ification).
The storyteller's eyes showed doubts, "The Eighth Sword Immortal created his own "Guan Sword Canon"?"
"right."
Xu Xiaoshou nodded, with a hint of surprise in his heart.
Is it possible that you guessed wrong?
That sloppy uncle and the leader of the Holy Slave are not the same person?
"how does he look like?"
The storyteller frowned. It was obvious that at this time, his brother's affairs had suppressed all his other affairs at the moment.
“Sloppy, long-haired, covered in oil, and dragging a big sack...”
Xu Xiaoshou said while observing the reaction. When he saw that there was no feedback, he thought for a moment and said: "Finger eight, there is a big scar on the neck."
The storyteller’s pupils trembled vaguely.
If Xu Xiaoshou hadn't been so sharp in "perception", he wouldn't even have been able to observe this small detail.
He immediately glanced at the information bar.
“Under suspicion, passive value, +1.”
“Being watched, passive value, +1.”
Suspect?
Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.
What does this mean, and what does the storyteller suspect?
Doubt the authenticity of your own words?
Or do you doubt the identity of that sloppy uncle?
Or is it because of his words that he has doubts about his so-called "brother"?
“You are lying to me!” the storyteller suddenly said with certainty.
"Won't."
Xu Xiaoshou immediately shook his head like a rattle, his eyes sincere, "I, Xu Xiaoshou, never lie to others!"
"Nonsence!"
Lorelei on one side spat directly and said anxiously: "Senior storyteller, please don't believe his lies. If nine out of ten of this guy's sentences are true, it's already considered very good!"
Xu Xiaoshou's forehead showed black lines.
It’s a trap!
You little girl who makes movies, please don’t let me, Xu Xiaoshou, catch you alone!
Otherwise it would be nice to have you!
"whee……"
The storyteller’s eyes rolled, his eyes became even more interested.
“Be liked, passive value, +1.”
“Be liked, passive value, +1.”
…”
Xu Xiaoshou felt like a Muggle when he saw these messages.
As expected, the next second, the storyteller said: "Little brother, people are becoming more and more curious about you~"
"so."
He paused for a moment and thought about it: "People can forget about the previous things, and you don't have to worry about them killing you."
“But, just one condition!” The storyteller raised a finger.
“You need to let me out first and then talk.”
Xu Xiaoshou didn’t even ask for any conditions, and immediately added a sentence.
The storyteller raised his eyebrows.
ifies
The ripples in the void are light and broad.
Xu Xiaoshou instantly felt that he was recognized by Heaven again.
咻.
He took a step forward and jumped dozens of feet away.
“Don’t run, you can’t run away~”
The storyteller narrowed his eyes slightly with a smile: "But if you really want to play hawk and catch chickens, I will sacrifice my life to accompany you!"
“Being expected, passive value, +1.”
Xu Xiaoshou deliberately wanted to use the "disappearance spell" to become invisible, and then stay away from this place.
However, he did not know the specific abilities of the storyteller.
Compared to Night Watch, this guy is too tricky.
The "disappearance spell" can protect you for a while, but not for long.
If the other party really has the ability to lock itself...it will be a matter of time before they are caught up.
“I won’t run.”
Xu Xiaoshou breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, and said thoughtfully: "I just prefer to have my own personal space."
The storyteller has a smile in his eyes.
The distance of tens of feet is simply a short distance to him.
Since my brother Wen Ming wants to keep a distance, he should give him enough respect.
He wagged his upturned finger.
“A condition.”
Xu Xiaoshou had one head and two heads, so he could only ask: "What are the conditions..."
His eyes moved to Lorelei, "If it is the condition you mentioned at Tianxuanmen at that time, then I'm sorry, I, Xu Xiaoshou, cannot accept it."
"what did you say?"
The storyteller turned to look at Lorelei.
Lorelei had a headache on his face and replied: "That's what you want to ask, senior."
The storyteller’s eyes narrowed.
The temperature between heaven and earth began to drop.
It is not a freezing attribute.
But under the cover of the cold murderous intent, even the Heavenly Dao began to remain silent.
“If someone gives you a chance, think about it again.” The storyteller narrowed his eyes and said, “Remember, you only have one chance~”
"I……"
Xu Xiaoshou choked for a moment.
Reason told him that he could no longer be brave.
But……
Can’t do it!
If you really want to follow the storyteller, you might as well go with him and stay vigil for a while with him back in the red cage.
Being around this perverted man in a red dress, who knows what terrible things will happen.
What should I do if I am not insured during the late holidays?
Can be refused...
Xu Xiaoshou was in a dilemma.
How he hoped that something unexpected would happen at this time, such as a meteorite falling from the sky and killing the storyteller directly.
How can someone be like this?
How could someone be so scary?
What kind of perverts does this "holy slave" recruit? It's so weird!
"Your brother said he would not take me away by force. He respects me very much." An idea struck Xu Xiaoshou and he said more.
It can be said that the writer is unmoved.
“My elder brother is my elder brother, and my family is my family.”
“Now, it’s none of his business, it’s because they like you.”
Tilting his head, the storyteller smiled and said, "How do you think about it?"
Xu Xiaoshou was silent.
It’s impossible to follow the storyteller!
Don't follow...
Have a fight?
Xu Xiaoshou put his hand into his arms. Even in the face of the vigil, he did not sacrifice the Jie Bao.
But now, he seriously doubted that even if Ah Jie came out, he could defeat the storyteller in front of him?
This guy is not a night watchman. Would he worry about blowing up the White Cave in a battle?
It is clear……
Won't!
“Mama…”
A Jie's low groan came, and he seemed to feel the panic of "numb".
This is an emotion that I have almost never felt in the past.
"do not move."
Xu Xiao was inspired to talk and advised: "Don't worry, you don't have to come out now, he won't kill me."
“Mama…”
“Be comforted, passive value, +1.”
A warm current emerged in my heart.
Xu Xiaoshou held the stone-shaped Ajie and looked at the storyteller, "May I ask, what state are you in now?"
The storyteller’s eyes became more interested.
“You want to fight?”
At this moment, even Lorelei's heart suddenly tightened.
She thought of what Xu Xiaoshou said in Tianxuanmen at that time.
“My world, I will see it myself, even if...it’s all bruised and bruised?”
“Senior storyteller!”
Lorelei immediately sent a message: "You must not kill him. This is the first person who is very promising. If you kill him, then..."
The storyteller glanced back indifferently.
Lorere's voice stopped abruptly.
It’s over…
It’s over!
How could it become like this? Xu Xiaoshou was not only the first person to be optimistic about it, he was also the apprentice of Senior Wu Xiu.
Senior storyteller, you can’t do that!!!
But no matter how much he wanted to stop it, the storyteller's understatement made Lorelei realize it.
In this venue, you have no place to speak for yourself.
The appearance of being timid and timid is an illusion. In essence, the storyteller is not afraid of anyone!
How could he give up on someone he likes so easily?
“Be worried, passive value, +1.”
…
“I don’t want to fight, I don’t want to fight.”
Xu Xiaoshou waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I'm just more curious... I'm just a little more curious."
The storyteller's attitude towards the young man in front of him was many times better than when he faced Lorelei.
“Cut the way.”
He answered with a smile, "Beat the pinnacle of Dao."
Xu Xiaoshou didn't believe it: "The red-clothed vigilante is also a Zhan Dao. Why do I feel that you are so much stronger than him?"
“You don’t have to flatter others.”
The storyteller looked refreshed and said again: "That old guy didn't dare to go through the nine-death thunder tribulation, but others would."
“How many calamities?”
“Quandu.”
The storyteller answered readily, but Xu Xiaoshou's mind went blank.
If you really survive the nine-death thunder catastrophe...
The storyteller is only half a step away from Taixu?
Xu Xiaoshou was at a loss for words for a moment.
This is almost the person he has faced who is closest to being the strongest in the world.
The kind of embarrassed saint who is out of reach and can only communicate with him through several planes does not count.
It is also different from the dying, half-crippled Saint Slave.
The storyteller is in his prime!
How can such a person, with his mere innate talent, be able to compete with him?
After weighing the situation, Xu Xiaoshou still wanted to struggle.
“If I want to ask for advice at all costs, would you, the storyteller, be so kind as to let me go?”
Lorelei suddenly broke out in cold sweat on his forehead when he heard this.
Hurry up! This is it!
Xu Xiaoshou, are you crazy?!
“Blocked, passive value, +1.”
Xu Xiaoshou ignored Lorelei's gaze and met the storyteller's eyes directly.
Appreciation and deep love emerged in the storyteller's eyes again.
“What do you want others to do to you?”
“Is one move enough?”
He suddenly shook his head and said, "Too few. Otherwise, you will be asked to take the initiative to output, and when you are tired, someone else will do it?"
Xu Xiaoshou’s chicken skin stood up instantly.
While he was quietly comprehending the "textile proficiency" and communicating the rules of this white cave world, he wiped his hands with cold sweat and said:
“No, what I mean is, senior, can you let me run first, and then you can chase me after a while?”
The storyteller burst into laughter, then covered his mouth and said, "You are so interesting."
"run?"
He tilted his head and thought for a while, then suddenly his face became solemn.
“If you want to run away, what are you doing by communicating with Heaven? Do you want to imitate what you did in the ancient book space and blow up the white cave?”
Raise your hand.
Xu Xiaoshou instantly felt that the rules of heaven he communicated with were directly blocked.
At this time, even "textile proficiency" seems to have failed.
No matter how much I try to live my life, I can no longer notice the rules of this world.
Exile... A word came to Xu Xiaoshou's mind that suited his situation very well.
There is nothing he can do.
If you can't even detonate the White Cave, how can you escape the disaster ahead?
This is simply impossible...
Death!
The state of death where there is no life after ten deaths!