I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

"I have a passive skill (!

The true semi-saint family holds the true secrets of the mainland.

Outsiders don’t dare to jump to conclusions easily because of their ignorance and insufficient qualifications.

But as far as Yu Jiang Xian is concerned, he was originally a semi-holy heir, with the most authentic pedigree. For this inference, it was just a matter of gathering intelligence and a matter of course.

Jiang Si and Jiang Qi were silent at the same time.

Of course, they also have the surname Jiang, but among the Jiang clan, they are only a concubine, and they are absolutely separated from the clan.

People like them, fight to death, no matter how much resources they can get, they will cut the way to the top.

If you can rely on your own talent, perseverance, and great opportunities to achieve too vain, you may only have a line of qualifications to transfer to the clan.

Otherwise, one's life is an accessory of the clan.

Naturally, under these circumstances, they could not have access to most of the information that Jiang Xian could access at this moment.

But again, think about it from another angle.

At this time, Jiang Xian could be so sure, and Jiang Si could completely abandon that very absurd inference.

After all, Jiang Xian must know more about these secrets and be more accurate than them.

If you think about it from another angle...

"Jiang Shao is right, then, if this surname Xu is not a descendant of a holy emperor, not even a semi-saint heir, the one behind him can make us both feel palpitating..."

"Maybe it's the pinnacle of slashing the road, after several nine deaths thunder tribulation," Jiang Xian interrupted Jiang Si's words, and said, "Too empty, nonsense!"

The two thrones looked at each other, feeling a little uneasy.

They have experienced it, so they don't think it's that simple.

But for all of this, for Jiang Xian, who is still weak at present, let alone cutting the way and being too empty, I am afraid that the gap between the throne and the throne is not very clear to Jiang Shao.

Jiang Si said nothing.

But Jiang Qi has been silent, but at this critical moment he said: "Maybe Jiang Shao has a good guess, but we have been to the first floor in the sky. It is not that simple there. Jiang Tai and Jiang Yu cannot be damaged for no reason."

"The surname Xu..."

Jiang Qi hesitated for a moment, and said firmly: "Maybe he is a fake semi-holy descendant, but the forces behind him are probably not simple."

Jiang Xian looked at her without reproaching him, but squinted his eyes and said, "You never say unfounded words."

"Yes."

Jiang Qi nodded earnestly: "I presume that this Xu's surname should be a chess piece pushed by some big forces to disrupt the game in Dongtian King City, and then there is a real player behind him."

"After all, unlike our goal, the biggest event that is about to happen in Dongtian King City at this moment is the trial of the King City and the Holy Secret Land." Jiang Qi stopped.

Holy Secret Land... Jiang Xian closed his eyes and thought.

I have to say that this speculation is bold and realistic, and is the only reason that can be explained at the moment.

"You continue talking." Jiang Xian said.

Jiang Qi nodded, and flashed all the information recently collected in his mind, and his thoughts were all at once opened up, and he said humbly:

"I won't talk about the trial of the king city for now. If there is someone behind the surname Xu, he will not care about this trial. All trials are just a cover. His real goal is the land of the sacred secrets, which is...Void Island!"

"Half a month ago, Gou Wuyue brought all the white clothes around and wiped out the white cave, and broke 700 white clothes in a small eighth palace. The world should have been turbulent, but the Holy Spirit Temple suppressed this information."

"Information that outsiders don't know, but we can get it."

"All of this is due to the fact that a saint slave was killed in the white cave, and the first saint slave is suspected to be the Eighth Sword Immortal."

Jiang Xian stretched out his hand, interrupted the other party's words, and corrected her mistake: "It's not a suspicion, it's ten percent!"

Jiang Qi was startled.

She and Jiang Si looked at each other, and they all saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Young Shao Jiang couldn't just talk in vain, he must know the inside story.

so…

Really the Eighth Sword Fairy!

That person, as expected, is not dead!

After turning my mind, how turbulent the world will be from now on seems to have suddenly become clear.

But Jiang Qi didn't dare to be distracted, and only tried his best to return his attention to the incident itself.

Indeed, the information I got is still weak.

This kind of information, Jiang Shao can still be so sure, it can only prove that the other party also learned more about the real reason for the loss of the Holy Temple in the White Cave through the family channel.

The Eighth Sword Immortal... Jiang Qi shook his head slightly, pulled back his thoughts, and continued: "Since it's ten percent, it's better to explain it."

"Young Shao Jiang should also be aware of the things that happened to the Eighth Sword Immortal, the place where he fell... well, it was the decades since he disappeared."

"Even if the people of the world don't know where they are going, but the Temple of the Holy Spirit can't deceive us Jiang family..."

"Void Island!" Jiang Xian's eyes lit up and suddenly interrupted.

He was not stupid, and was awakened by Jiang Qi all at once, knowing what she was going to say.

"I came from the Void Island and sought the matter of the Void Island. Therefore, this surnamed Xu, do you guess that he is the **** of the holy slave?" Jiang Xian probed.

Jiang Qi hesitated: "There is a second possibility."

"Say." Jiang Xian motioned to continue.

"In the Battle of the White Cave, it was not only the Saint Slave organization that appeared, but the shadow of Xuyue Grey Palace was also faintly visible."

"It's just that the situation behind is detached, it seems...well, the real Eighth Sword Immortal has appeared, so Xuyue Grey Palace's backhand immediately retreated."

"so…"

Jiang Qi stopped talking, and concluded that she didn't need to say it, because Jiang Shao would understand it.

"So it's possible that people from ghosts and beasts came to disrupt the situation?" Jiang Xian had a headache.

These two organizations are the semi-saint family, and they dare not easily provoke them.

However, the feeling of "Eye of God" fell on the group of people surnamed Xu. How could it be successful if he didn't do it?

"Is there a third inference?" Jiang Xian asked.

"No," Jiang Qi shook her head and paused for a while and she said again: "But I guess it's Saint Slave's chess piece. This is even more likely."

"How do you say?" Jiang Xian's appetite was lifted.

Jiang Qi is the head of his think tank, and even if it is an action at the level of cutting the road, he has to ask this woman every time before he knows that it is not feasible.

Being able to use the throne cultivation base to achieve this equal share shows that Jiang Xian trusts him.

And in the same way, every time Jiang Qi said, it can be proved by the final facts-invariably ten!

So Jiang Xian doesn't need to listen to other people's words.

But Jiang Xian never questioned Jiang Qi's words.

"Everything is just speculation."

Jiang Qi took the lead, then took out a copy of the information from the ring and handed it over, and then said: "This is the personnel information I obtained after investigating the saint slaves. Other people can ignore it for the time being. Jiang Shao can turn to it first. This person’s information comes."

She said that she started turning from the last few pages, and then stopped after a few clicks.

"Two lines of tears?" Jiang Xian said in a low voice, his pupils suddenly shrank, "Tears?"

"Yes."

Jiang Qi nodded and said: "There used to be a Taixuelei family in mainland China, author of "The Eye of the World", who is in charge of the punishment of the heavenly path. The highest power of the family is too vain, but even the half-sage dare not underestimate it, Jiang Shao I should have heard it."

"I know."

Jiang Xian frowned, paused for a moment, and said, "If it is too strong and easy to break, the prosperity will decline, and it will be annihilated."

Jiang Qi pointed to the name of the person on the profile and said: "This person's name is Tears. The last time he appeared, he was in the White Cave. At that time, he had a sword in his hand. , It is this Taixuelei family."

"The point is, he is still a blind man."

Jiang Qi moved his finger to the profile introduction of "Tears Double Line" at the bottom of the profile page. Jiang Xian's gaze stayed with the movement of her fingers.

He was silent for a long time before moving his gaze to the top, and then pointed to the information page as well and said: "Two lines of tears, gender: male."

After that, Jiang Xian lifted his eyes, and his three eyes rolled between his eye sockets, like three withered gray flowers.

Jiang Qi read out Jiang Shao’s question, and said calmly: “The Xu’s side is certainly a woman, but since the holy slave dares to accept a person from the Taixuelei family, he will not reject the second one... if there is one. The second word."

Jiang Xian lowered his eyebrows.

Indeed, Jiang Qi's remarks basically explained all the questions he needed to ask in advance, and it can only be said that he is worthy of the head of his think tank.

It seems that there is no other possibility except to explain it like this.

However, if you want to go to the saint slaves, then is the task important, or is the life important?

This kind of existence is simply not something that a small semi-holy heir like himself can face directly.

Although the surname Xu was only a congenital, Jiang Xian knew that, according to Jiang Qi's inference, Xu Deshou was the only one to make fun of.

What Jiang Xian really had to face was the real behind-the-scenes messenger who was standing behind Xu Dechi.

Suspected too imaginary!

At this moment, Jiang Xian was a little suspicious, at least the person behind the scenes was too imaginary!

"How big is your grasp?" Jiang Xian asked intently.

"Seven percent." Jiang Qi replied.

Although it was only 70%, Jiang Xian knew that in Jiang Qi's world, there was not even 10%.

The 70% probability, for others, is basically 90%, a certainty.

Even if there are any variables, it is just all the minutiae errors caused by lack of intelligence.

The overall situation is set!

Xu Deshou, Shengnu chess piece, can't run away!

"If you guess like this, you have directly replaced our opponent with one of the most terrifying organizations in the world." Jiang Xian put down the information book, only feeling one head and two big, and sighed helplessly.

"Just speculation, I will also make mistakes."

Jiang Qi stepped back and returned to Jiang Si.

When her mission is completed, she won't say any more, she will only continue to be her shadow.

Speculation... Jiang Xian's thoughts are flying away.

He furrowed his brows, and while thinking about what to do, he pulled up a chair. After removing the feet from the chair, he sat down and said to Jiang Si: "Tell them about this matter. , Please tell me if you want to continue to finish the job... eh?"

At this point, Jiang Xian suddenly stopped, and even his heart suddenly tightened.

He realized something was wrong.

foot?

If I remember correctly, when he pulled the chair, he removed a foot?

With cold sweat, Jiang Xian's scalp numb in an instant.

The room is just three of them.

Jiang Si and Jiang Qi are right in front of them.

Whose foot is this?

Suppressing the urge to turn back, Jiang Xian got up for the first time, swiped and rushed behind the two guards of the throne.

At the same time, Jiang Si and Jiang Qi seemed to have realized that something was wrong at the same time. They suddenly took a step forward, and while protecting Jiang Xian behind them, they immediately drew their swords against the side of the seat.

"Keng—"

The sound of melodious swords echoed in the slightly dim room.

Subsequently.

"Slap, slap, slap."

A crisp and indifferent applause sounded from the side of the table and chair. This sound was not rushed, and it further reflected the infinite tension in the hearts of the three Jiang.

"Who?!"

Jiang Si shouted angrily.

"Shhh."

A boo sounded.

At this moment, San Jiang, who had returned from his soul, finally saw the dark shadow sitting on the chair clearly.

He seems to be completely integrated into this world, like the bed, wardrobe, chair, etc., it seems that he should be there.

If you don't see it with the naked eye, you don't perceive it correctly.

I'm afraid that even Lingnian swept through it like this, and at this moment in a daze, no one would immediately find out what was wrong.

This was a figure covered in black clothes, and even the mask and gloves were black.

In the only exposed eyes, it was full of faint yellow and muddy, like a man in twilight, half of his foot stepped into the coffin.

But Jiang's three were determined at the same time, this is absolutely impossible!

How could an ordinary person hide so well that he didn't even know where the throne appeared in this room?

The point is, this figure, this dress...

If it was discovered early, Jiang Xian wouldn't realize there was anything.

But when Jiang Qi came out after giving the information book, wasn't it obvious, it was the appearance of the first seat of the holy slave and the eighth sword immortal on the front page of the information book?

"Eight Masters, come to my house?"

Jiang Xian's mentality exploded!

A moment ago, he wanted to order Jiang Temple to inform the clan. If he really wanted to fight against the saint slaves, he would at least send one Taixu and a few beheads, and it would be better to have a half-sacred moment to pay attention.

In the next second, the first person of the saint slave appeared directly in the house...

"What's this all about?!"

Jiang Xian almost exploded on the spot. The foot he moved a moment ago might be the source of all his nightmares in the future!

"you you you…"

Jiang Xian said incoherently, "you" for a long time, but after all, he couldn't say a word for a long time.

No matter how strong his mentality is, it is relative to his peers.

In the face of absolute mythology, after all, it is just a generation of ants with a little identity.

The point is that the other party is not afraid of his identity at all.

The Eighth Sword Immortal, that is a man who even dares to face hard steel in the Holy Temple!

Jiang Xian couldn't say anything. Jiang Si was still showing the figure on the first page of the information book on the table back and forth. Jiang Qi recovered from the panic for the first time.

"The Eighth Sword Fairy?"

With a little thump, Sanjiang's heartbeat stopped.

It's okay if you don't say this title. As soon as these four characters come out, even the breathing in the room is still, and Jiang Qi's is no exception.

"Shhh."

The figure sitting on the chair still has a finger upright, UU reading www.uukanshu.com hissed on his lips to beckon not to panic.

Jiang Qi was keenly aware of a tiny detail.

Ordinary people boo, inevitably have four fingers bent.

But the black robe-wrapped man, his hissing hand, the thumb in the black glove on his hand, stood upright, without any wrinkles, and he wanted to move like this normally.

He lowered his eyebrows again, and the black robe man's other hand, also the thumb on the glove was straight, without any creases.

Eight fingers...

At this moment, Jiang Qi, who had always been calm, became cold in his heart.

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