I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

The sea of ​​dry red phantom millet, in the ruins of the broken spiritual site.

Su Qianqian held Rao Yinyin, whose breath had recovered his calm, and his complexion was depressed.

She stared blankly at the sword in the hand of the masked man above the sky, her eyes filled with dismay.

Because of the choice of a sword, my family was ruined.

Because I wanted to choose that sword, more cherished people were implicated and died.

I almost disappeared even with the Master. If Sang Lao hadn’t appeared in time, I am afraid that even Big Brother Xiaoshou would have to…

Su Qianqian’s clenched fists could not be loosened at all. Open, she wants to be relieved too, but…

It’s difficult!

She could hear the words of the masked person clearly, and she had even thought of it before, but the sword bearer was bound to face death. This is what grandfather said to her.

“grandfather…”

Thinking gradually shifted, Su Qianqian thought of father, of his family, and of what the masked man said when he held the sword.

“Am I wrong?”

The eyelashes trembled, and the big teardrops dripped on Rao Yinyin’s jade face and melted on the corners of the lips.

Rao Yinyin’s beautiful eyes opened, and his delicate hands touched Su Qianqian’s face.

She lightly scraped the blood from the little girl’s forehead, her voice was weak, but very firm:

“Guardianship is always accompanied by sacrifice, achievement is because there is love in the heart, living People who are always unpleasant, but because of this, you are more worthwhile!”

She shook her head gently.

“Don’t be sad.”

Su Qianqian’s sadness never stopped, tears down and said: “But I don’t want a sword, I want them all!”

Rao Yinyin held her cheek with tenderness in her eyes. This little girl with a strong disguise has finally taken off all his precautions.

She said softly: “Sometimes, we have no choice.”

“I hate this sword, I hate them…”

Su Qianqian wailed loudly, and buried his face in Rao Yinyin’s chest.

Rao Yinyin patted her backhand on her shoulder, and her jade is bitter.

She opened her palms, and there was dry blood on them, which was left in the ruins.

Between the red light, there seems to be red light flowing, which outlines a vague outline:

It seems to be a naked woman with shackles on her body and weeping on her knees.

Rao Yinyin sighed silently, the spirit essence emerged, the blood stains were removed, and the red pattern disappeared in a moment.

She touched the back of the little girl’s head, and whispered softly: “Cry, let out the pain and dissatisfaction.”

“Sometimes, the fault is not you, but this World!”

……

Om——

The “Tomb Name Cheng Xue” in the hands of the masked man trembles slightly, almost at the same time. The sword cultivator can feel its sadness.

A drop of blood fell from it, across the white blade, dripping into the void.

“Tomb Name Chengxue” trembled violently, breaking free from the manipulation of the masked man and wanted to pursue this drop of blood.

Shoo!

However, under the photo of the masked man, Xuejian returned to his hands.

His fingers stroked the sword, and after a trembling, “Tomb Name Cheng Xue” had returned to silence.

Xiao Qixiu’s eyes darkened.

In the end, I still failed to keep the cherish of the discipline. Now I am a sword. In the future…

“Is it still not good enough?”

The housewarming took his shoulders, and the silence at this time was the greatest comfort.

Xu Xiaoshou also seems to understand, he “perceives” Su Qianqian’s position, and can’t help lamenting.

Sometimes, people will always be involved involuntarily……

“It seems that you don’t need to give an answer. The owner of this sword already has a choice.” Smile.

“hehe.” Cenjov laughed.

The corner of Sang’s mouth twitched, and his fists clenched suddenly as he watched.

Boom! boom!

The white flame burning on the two of them exploded, and the two groups of blood mist suddenly appeared.

“cough cough.”

The masked man cracked on the spot, but the sword intent on his body reappeared, and it was pulled and repaired again.

“pu!” Cenchov spurted blood directly, glaring at him, “You…”

“The woodcutter!”

The masked man spoke in time, he really I’m afraid that the two old men in front of me will fight again, and if they are endless, I’m afraid they will really be held back.

“Get out of the old man!” Old Sang said angrily.

This is the second time, are these guys really thinking that the palace is their own courtyard?

Just come, wants to walk to walk.

However, it seems that this is the result right now…

He gave Ye Xiaotian a fiercely look.

I said it was good, but only a trash was called!

Ye Xiaotian has an innocent face. How does he know that the Holy Temple is so perfunctory? He glared fiercely at the riverside goose.

A group of mentally retarded!

Jiangbian Yan:? ? ?

……

“Leave.”

The vicissitudes of face Zenjov seems not to worry about his lifespan at all. He slashed into the sky with a single axe. The array was cut through.

A huge gap appeared, and the face of the housewarming was drawn.

“Wait.”

The masked man said, “There is one last thing left unresolved.”

“en?” Look back.

The masked man turned his attention and fell on only one young man in the field.

“Wen Ming, are you going with me?”

Everyone was taken aback, even Xu Xiaoshou took a while to react.

Fuck, why did you end up with me in the end?

He hurried back a few steps, looking at the four throne bodyguards in front of him, and he felt relieved in his heart.

“Wen Ming? Who is Wen Ming?” Xu Xiaoshou looked around.

The masked man: “…”

“You want to take this hedgehog?” Cenjov was surprised.

Jiangbian Yan also turned his head in amazement, “Sacred Slave” would actually like this kid, what is so surprising about him?

Just because you dare to stand here and watch the battle?

Old Sang’s face became cold. He already knew who the masked man was looking for, but he was surprisingly quiet, and there seemed to be no sign of taking action.

Xu Xiaoshou waited for a while. Last time the masked man wanted to take him away, wasn’t Mr. Sang very anxious?

Why do you ignore this this time?

He doesn’t love me anymore?

Oh, man!

The masked man still stares at Xu Xiaoshou, indifferent: “Boy, as long as you want, I can take you away now.”

“No, I don’t want to.” Xu Xiaoshou spoke flatly.

“…”

“You think about it again.”

“I refuse!”

What else can be considered , An evil terrorist organization, even if it is glorious for a while, it will eventually be unable to escape its destiny on the streets.

Xu Xiaoshou is so sober, people who have no choice will consider these things. He doesn’t want to be a street mouse that everyone shouts and beats.

“Cursed, passive value, +1.”

Jiangbian Yan was shocked. This brat is really fat. After witnessing the masked man’s battle strength, Even dare to speak like this.

Cenjof is also a little confused.

“Good boy, you are the most kind hedgehog among the juniors I have ever seen. The old man appreciates you!”

Xu Xiaoshou: “…”

Others have already taken offense, even masked people are a bit accustomed to his way of speaking.

“Why don’t you follow me?”

The masked man gently wiped the giant sword in his hand, and the oppression spread.

Xu Xiaoshou seemed to have never noticed it, and said freely: “I stayed in the palace well, why should I go with you? This is a problem!”

“… …”

The masked spirit is stagnant, this kid…

Even if he gets used to his way of speaking, he will still be choked!

“Here will only bury your talents, follow me, I can teach you all the sword dao you yearn for!”

“All?”

Xu Xiaoshou raised his brows, his tone was not small!

But…

“Sorry, my sword dao, I don’t need to be taught!”