I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

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Ox Head Man?

Are you still thinking about my cute little Ox Head Man?

A big python can’t satisfy you, a damned old man, right?

Damn!

The storyteller almost jumped with anger.

But under the pressure of the second child’s nameless imposing manner, even if he is not reconciled, he dare not show it.

“Heh, hehe…”

“Second, what do you mean?” The storyteller chuckled, and put his hands involuntarily on his chest.

“What do you think?”

Xu Xiaoshou felt a lot better when his body stopped absorbing the evil spirit.

Even the “under attack” who is constantly refreshing the screen seems to be slowing down at this moment.

“Fission, Rebirth from a drop of Blood, immortality…”

Xu Xiaoshou said while counting his fingers, his face gradually showed a perverted smile, his eyes were slightly hot, “You know, if this is used as medicine, the old man can make a furnace, a peerless great pill!” “

“impossible!”

The storyteller’s popularity is broken, and he shouted: “You took a snake, and you haven’t pursued anything. Now you have to…”

“Insatiable!”

“You are so greedy!”

The red-clothed who was watching from a distance directly pinched Lanhua’s fingers, flicked his hands and jumped wildly with his elbows, was frightened.

“This damn pervert…”

Xin feels his eyes are stained.

This may require the use of River Lethe water to clean the scene just seen.

The vigil also twitched the corners of his mouth.

He has fought against a storyteller, and he knows that if this guy does it, it will really make your scalp numb.

But the view right now is simply horrible!

“Fuck…”

Xu Xiaoshou saw goosebumps, and almost slashed forward without a sword.

But he suppressed his discomfort forcibly, his eyes sank, and he squinted at the man in the red dress without speaking.

“Uh…”

The storyteller felt impudent for a while.

The last time he released his instincts in front of this damned old man, he almost burned the hair on his body.

this time ……

“No.”

The storyteller curled up his fingers, turned his head off, and said with a pouted mouth: “Niuniu is impossible for you. Give it up. This is a gift I want to give to the big brother.”

“Gifts, you already have them.” Xu Xiaoshou remain unmoved. ,

“This is the second copy!”

The storyteller angrily said: “Don’t you allow others to give a second gift?”

“Xu.”

Xu Xiaoshou nodded lightly, pondered for a moment, and said: “But what about the old man? You call out the old man so rushingly, so you don’t want to say anything and give a gift?”

His eyes narrowed.

The storyteller suddenly felt a chill in his back.

Is this damned old man going to settle accounts?

You are sick, but did you call you out in advance, and you didn’t lose anything.

A snake as an apologize is not enough.

You want my cow?

Xu Xiaoshou, as if he knew what he was thinking, said indifferently: “Gifts are made in pairs, let’s take them, delay the old man experiment, and directly train you, do you believe it?”

“I, no, believe it!”

The storyteller growled in his heart.

But there was a stiff smile on his face, and he took out a slap-sized piece of paper from his arms.

“Here, give…”

Xu Xiaoshou said nothing, smiled and narrowed his eyes, and the big dark circles were condensed into a ball, “Do you want the old man to take it in the past?”

The storyteller turned green in an instant.

You damn Old Guy!

Don’t you let people move?

I obediently did what you said, and now I’m discussing these generations of things with me, are you sick?

“Oh, yes, he is indeed sick.”

The storyteller wakes up.

If the second child is not ill, how could it be possible for so many years to be able to persuade even the big brother?

Don’t dare to stay.

The storyteller gave both hands, a space vortex appeared in front of him.

Then, in front of Xu Xiaoshou, a vortex also appeared.

The space paper is presented from the vortex.

Obviously, the storyteller is already cautiously to the point where he dared not get close.

Xu Xiaoshou smiled and shook his head, and picked up the paper with two fingers.

In the small space of paper, there are tens of thousands of blood drops, like red duckweed, scattered on every corner of the space paper.

“Are you dead…”

According to “Perception”, there is no life fluctuation inside.

Xu Xiaoshou’s heart darkened.

If Xin gu gu died, what’s the point of coming out by yourself?

What is the difference between a friend who cannot be saved and being indifferent after witnessing his death?

“Not dead yet.”

The storyteller saw the dark eyes of the second child, and thought that the old ghost was because of the death of the ghost beast medicine ingredients, and he was in a bad mood, so he hurriedly explained.

Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyes.

The storyteller immediately added: “This is also my ancient book space, which may not be noticed by outsiders, but with the power of’yin and yang, life and death’, others can maintain a trace of his Divine Soul spiritual wisdom.”

“Whether you can wake up to see good fortune… But if you want to pill concocting, it should be possible.”

“Not dead, hehe, really not dead.”

Xu Xiaoshou stared at the storyteller for a long time before turning over and sending the space paper into the Yuan Palace.

In fact, if possible, he really wants to ask the storyteller to unlock the power of the space piece of paper.

In this way, as soon as Xin gu gu enters the Yuan Palace, he can be bathed in the spirit of life Spirit Seal, and he is determined not to die.

But this is too risky!

Not to mention whether Sang Lao knows the power of a storyteller or not, but he can’t understand it.

Just come out on my own…

If you still need to rely on others to help yourself, invisible, it is a sign of price drop.

In order to maintain his identity, and… to be forced, Xu Xiaoshou had to pretend that I understand everything.

Although at this moment, he can’t even beat a tenth of a storyteller.

“Very good.”

Xu Xiaoshou, who didn’t know what to say, or even how to exit, had to look around all around, lightly tap his head, and said the words of pain or itching.

“You have given enough time and face, the old man has to do, that’s it.”

“The rest…”

He looked at the red-clothed, then looked at the storyteller, said with a smile: “Your business, you solve it by yourself, the old man still has a task, goodbye.”

One step forward.

The “disappearance technique” is about to be recited silently in my heart.

But at this moment, there was a sound of holding back from behind:

“Senior stay here.”

It settled, and the audience was silent.

Everyone looked at the person who exited.

At this moment, even the storyteller is a little depressed.

You red-clothed, what’s your name?

This is a holy slave, do you understand?

You can afford it?

It’s easy to ask God to give it away. Finally, this dead ghost is going to run away. Why do you keep him?

Can you beat him?

Stay and continue to grab gifts?

“The sick girl…had already known that she should have dug out her eyeballs first!” The storyteller muttered, “I’m so angry!”

The red-clothed crowd looked back in shock, all of a sudden, their eyes converged on Yu Zhiwen’s body.

Yu Zhiwen only felt stressed for a while.

If possible, she doesn’t want to bear the attention of more than ten thrones and even several Dao Severing powerhouses at the same time.

But now, I have to say.

Xu Xiaoshou naturally saw the existence of Yu Zhiwen.

This girl has been frowning since the very beginning, as if she had seen something with her delicate star pupils.

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou spoke again, and only felt that his heart was hairy.

Yes, ignore it?

speak frankly.

If you ignore it, Xu Xiaoshou has no idea how he can leave the field after using the “disappearance technique”.

The deadlock on the battlefield was directly broken by his sudden intrusion.

At this time, without a proper reason, no one will smash the ancient book space of the storyteller.

Even if it is red-clothed, I dare not.

I didn’t let red-clothed do it before because Xin gu gu’s matter has not yet settled.

But now I want to let it.

The other party, but really dare not!

As the second child of the saint slave, he was still a person who took a double gift. At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou has no reason to dismantle his family’s desk.

So, I want to get out of the ancient book space.

Unless the storyteller’s brain is caught by the space crack, he detonates the ancient book space.

Otherwise, there is only one opportunity left.

One because Yuzhiwen said a few more words, he inexplicably angered the second child of the saint slave, and then the second child of the saint slave became angry, forcing red-clothed to take action and break the space of the ancient book!

Anyway, it is the most normal thing for an old man to lose his temper inexplicably.

“Little girl…”

Xu Xiaoshou smiled and stopped, turning his head and glanced.

With a loud bang, the space where the red-clothed was located collapsed in an instant.

The Yu Zhiwen hiding in the shield of Sealing Heaven Great Formation, even under this indiscriminate injury, immediately groaned, and even the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood.

Xu Xiaoshou: “…”

So weak?

Yes.

Forget that besides himself, Yu Zhiwen should be the only second “Innate powerhouse” left here.

“Knowing Wen!”

Lan Ling flew to Yuzhi Wen’s side, held him with one hand, and passed on the gentle spirit essence of the past.

She lowered her eyebrows, and didn’t even have time to glaze at the bully the weak Sage Slave Cock. She just kept gesturing with her eyes, trying to understand why Yu Zhiwen left the Old Guy.

“It’s okay, he has kept his hands.”

Yu Zhiwen felt the oppressive force of this familiar imposing manner, as if he saw the scene of Xu Xiaoshou suppressing the audience when Dao Mark was born.

Think of the same familiar hot temperature again…

Sigh in my heart.

I faintly understood something.

“Dare to ask Senior, is there an apprentice whose name is Xu Xiaoshou?”

Yu Zhiwen expressed his doubts.

His sight, but has been stuck on the four swords.

The words are settled, and Xu Xiaoshou does not wait for a response.

The night watch and the storyteller were all shocked.

“Xu Xiaoshou?”

The storyteller frowned.

This name, It shouldn’t be the female apprentice I just met, right?

Why, there is still some familiar feeling faintly?

For a moment, the storyteller suddenly eyes shrank.

He has heard the name!

The little brother who ran out of the ancient book space with the Sealed Ghost Beast during the Battle of External Body Incarnation and the Night’s Watch before…

He, is the second child’s apprentice?

At this moment, the storyteller looked at the straw hat old man’s eyes and began to play with it.

Dead ghost!

There is such a handsome apprentice, don’t you tell them?

People can’t beat you, they can only let you toss…

Okay, you give it to the dead ghost, you give it to others to wait!

“Xu Xiaoshou……”

“hehe.”

Suddenly he covered his red lips, as if thinking of something funny, he was secretly happy.

……

“Xu Xiaoshou?”

“No, No way…”

“Which Xu Xiaoshou?”

“That Xu Xiaoshou?!”

The red-clothed internal sound transmission is a bit noisy for an instant.

Lan Ling looked back towards Vigil in disbelief, as if to confirm something.

“How does the old man know…”

The night watch is also dumbfounded.

Xu Xiaoshou, is the dísciple of the second child of the holy slave?

Even if I have felt the anxious power of the person in front of me, similar to Xu Xiaoshou.

But due to subjective consciousness, Vigil simply never thought about this.

According to the private information searched by red-clothed, shouldn’t Xu Xiaoshou be the suspected vice-president of Heavenly Mulberry Spirit Palace, the secret dísciple of Sang Lao?

Wait!

Old Sang?

The night watch was suddenly startled, cold sweat broke out.

Sang Lao, seems to be the Vice-President of the Alchemist Association.

Sang Lao, it seems that he was also the first dean of Heavenly Mulberry Spirit Palace who had burned half of Yunfeng Mountain.

Sang Lao…

Is the second child of the holy slave?

My heart suddenly pulled, and the night watch was terrified.

Even if he has never dealt with the so-called Deputy Dean of Heavenly Mulberry Spirit Palace.

But there are a lot of legends about that person.

Now.

This suddenly.

The appearance of a Xu Xiaoshou brings everything together?

“Understood!”

“The old man finally understands!”

At this time, Vigil suddenly understood something.

Why a small Tiansang county and a small Heavenly Mulberry Spirit Palace can cultivate such outstanding talents as Xu Xiaoshou.

If there is a saint slave who takes a shot in the dark, under the training with all your strength, let alone such an achievement now.

It is possible for Xu Xiaoshou’s strength to double again!

Why did Xu Xiaoshou always keep away when he faced his own big-handed solicitation before.

It seems that at this moment, everything is fully explained.

“red-clothed, saint slave…”

“Can you stay away?” The night watch smiled bitterly.

Lan Ling also realized something.

When you look at each other with Vigil, each knows what the other person thinks.

When Xu Xiaoshou was added to the red-clothed blacklist during the vigil, Lan Ling didn’t know why.

But now, all those pieces are thrown in the corner of memory, things that seem to be basically impossible are connected in series.

No one can stand calmly.

Even if it was a letter whose mind has been ill-fated, I realized something at this moment.

“Sister Zhiwen, what you said is true?”

Yu Zhiwen didn’t speak, a pair of magnificent star pupils stared straight at the old man with straw hat in the distance.

Really?

To be honest, Yuzhiwen didn’t believe it.

But if it is Xu Xiaoshou…

Anything is possible!

Even, at this moment, in her heart, she still has a bigger doubt.

Jin Zhao original seed, frozen Force of Tribulation, original sword thought from the eighth Sword Immortal, plus that vast imposing manner……

Even master and disciple, of common origins, is it possible to be so similar?

Although this straw hat old man has never shown sword intent from beginning to end, it seems that everything is struggling with four swords.

But if he is Xu Xiaoshou……

Everything can be explained.

“no! impossible!”

Yu Zhiwen was frightened by his own guess.

If the person in front of you is really Xu Xiaoshou, it would be horrible.

Reprimanding storytellers, red-clothed eyes, turning hands to accept ghost beasts…

Xu Xiaoshou, give him ten courage, dare not die like this!

Although I haven’t been together for a long time, Yu knows it well.

Xu Xiaoshou’s life-saving degree is even comparable to the gathering of everyone…!

“dísciple?”

In the sky’s “Holy Slave” twitched at the corners of his mouth and smiled inexplicably.

His complexion also began to become gloomy and weird.

“The old man does have a dísciple, but it is not Xu Xiaoshou as your little girl said.”

“His name is…”

Xu Xiaoshou subconsciously wanted to move out of Zhou Tianshou, but he changed his mind.

The red-clothed present did not know Zhou Tianshen, but Yu knew Wen had seen it.

Zhang Xinxiong?

No.

Zhang Taiying and the ghost beast are connected, red-clothed must have checked the Zhang Family.

Push forward, who else can move out?

Zhang Xinxiong…Yes, this guy seems to be the cousin of a certain guy?

Xu Xiaoshou thought of this, and finally came up in his mind about the name of the first enemy from the outer courtyard of Heavenly Mulberry Spirit Palace that was about to be forgotten by himself.

“Um…”

Xu Xiaoshou hands behind ones back, chin raised, “His name is Wen Ming.”