I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Dongtianwangcheng, Zhongcheng District.

The team of Xu Shao going out on the first floor of the sky today is truly spectacular!

There were indeed only a few people in the beginning.

But after the sound of the wind, outsiders learned that Xu Shao was out of the street, the first few people were walking, and a long line of people followed.

Some serve tea, some pour water, some bring wine, and some hold a large fruit plate...

Obviously these are not the people of the first floor in the sky, but they are still respectful, trying to make Xu Shao look at him, so as to get the position on the first floor in the sky.

But today's "Xu Shao", after all, is not yesterday's Xu Shao.

For such a scene that has attracted much attention, not only can it not be enjoyed, but it is also a response.

Xu Xiaoji is terribly scared!

He had no idea that Demon King Xu would go out... just out of the street, he could spontaneously line up in such a long queue!

What a terrifying influence is this?

But under Xin Gugu's advice, he was not good at driving people directly, so he could only agree with a stiff smile, while mentally hoping that the Great Devil would come back, so as to end his horrifying journey out of the street.

The Guards from the City Lord's Mansion came several times.

But after rushing several groups of people, it was found that this approach was ineffective. They could only separate out the small centaur at the end to maintain the order of Xu Shao's marching out of the street, strictly control the number of rear teams, and prevent traffic from being affected.

"You have been banned!" Mu Zixi was a little disappointed when he swam all the way from Zhongcheng District and then came out of Tianluochang. He looked at Xu Xiaoji and said, "Why are you banned? Kill the Quartet!"

"..."

Xu Xiaoji shuddered.

How good is he, and one day Mu Zixi and Xin Gugu can be protected by the black and white impermanence under the real Great Demon King?

Along the way, apart from the cold-eyed stare, and the humble voice transmission apology after the stare, in fact, in the strict sense, Xu Xiaoji seldom spoke.

-He was so vain that he couldn't speak, he could only be Xu Shao who was taciturn and cherishes words like gold for a day!

Seeing that no one took care of him, Mu Zixi could only retreat from boredom.

She hung at the back of the team, joking with the crowd who brought wine and fruit bowls behind, saying that Xiaoji Xu was really boring, not as interesting as her own brother, like a real wooden bump.

Holding a big peeled orange and stuffing it in his mouth, Mu Zixi walked around like no one, but he didn't put all his heart on the flattery of the crowd, but rather strange.

It is bright and sunny today, and the sun is shining brightly.

Why is there still a gloomy feeling of someone peeping behind?

"Xin Xiaoku," Mu Zixi jumped to the side of Xin Gugu, and said through the voice transmission: "I suspect that someone wants to kill me."

Xin Gu Gu: "..."

He looked speechless.

It was already no less than five times today, and he heard Mu Zixi's words.

When he heard it for the first time, Xin Gu Gu was still very alert, patrolling the rear team and the flow of people around, wanting to see where the assassin was.

But along the way, not only didn't realize the danger, but even revealed such information to Mo Mo, Mo Mo shook his head to deny, saying that he had not sensed anything abnormal.

If Xu Xiaoshou is here, he can't ask for advice, after all, this guy's sixth sense is more accurate than a woman.

But today's "Xu Shao"...

Xin Gugu glanced at Xu Xiaoji, who was a little stiff, and shook his head secretly, saying that Xu Xiaoshou, you can come back soon, and that this guy can act?

If it weren't for so many people to follow, and a throne would come up to strike up a conversation, this guy would have to kneel down!

"Your illusion, right?" Xin Gu grumbled back Mu Zixi, seemingly indifferent and a little bored, but in fact he dared not relax his concentration.

Maybe there is an assassin in the dark, staring at the ignorant "Xu Shao" or Mu Zixi alone?

When Xu Xiaoshou was absent, Xin Gu Gu, who shouldered the heavy responsibility of guarding, had never dared to cause trouble to the people in the team.

Especially, Mu Zixi!

"Maybe..." Mu Zixi chewed on the orange, bounced back and forth.

To be honest, for five consecutive perception errors, she has some doubts whether she has been with her brother for a long time. Once they leave, she is a manifestation of insecurity?

The team still marched aimlessly.

If Xu Xiaoshou himself were there, there should be many goals today.

Such as the badge of the Alchemist Association's examination, the Spiritual Array Master's Association is doing things...

But if Xu Xiaoji came to lead the team, the group tacitly had only one idea: to help the real Xu Shao make an alibi, as for making trouble...

Haha, Xu Xiaoji was lucky to be able to walk without having trouble with his feet.

…

The top of a tall building that no one pays attention to.

The north wind whispers, blowing the robe man who is independent of the top of the tall building.

This person is dressed in dark blue, and is hidden in the wide sleeves. There is a hideous mask of the Hades on his face. Under the mask, the direction of the line of sight is the direction of Xu Shao's team.

"Is this the owner of the'God's Eye'?"

The wind on the top of the tall building faded away from the muttering of the masked man.

This half-day attention, coupled with the information collected in the past, made the masked person actually a little jealous, hesitating whether to do it at this moment.

It can be seen that the true core of this team is not this little girl with "God and Magic Eyes" at all.

This optimistic, silly white sweet who is jumping all the way has only innate cultivation base, even if he is in control of the "God and Demon Eye", he can't make any waves in the hands of the consummate Throne Dao realm powerhouse.

The only thing that made the mask palpitate was another young man who was very young like him.

"Little hard work..."

The masked man rubbed the long sword around his waist, pushing his left thumb back and forth on the guard of the long sword. The long sword was repeated in the process of unsheathing and unsheathing, and the sound of "ta-ta" knocking was heard softly on the top of the tall building.

He is weighing and thinking.

"Obviously I can feel that the Throne Dao is not complete, and it is impossible to be a person who masters the profound meaning. How can this guy give me such a dangerous feeling?"

"Special ability?"

"But, I don't see how special it is..."

The masked man took off his gloves and scratched his head, seeming to think of the rules again, obediently put the gloves on, and touched the handle of the sword again.

He suddenly became cruel.

"Dry!"

But at that moment, the communication beads on his body rang.

"Deep toot~"

The mask man was startled, he squatted down on the tall building, and took out the communication beads: "Hey, Master Huang Quan? Miss me..."

"Return to the team." The other side just responded indifferently.

The masked man paused, looked at the group of people walking back towards the first floor of the sky, and said, "I have been staring for so long. It's very hard. If I just return to the team like this..."

"Return to the team."

"Oh, good."

The communication beads lost their sound, and the masked person didn't even know whether his last humble response could be heard by the other party.

But I am a little curious, how can I say that I will do it together today, Master Huang Quan is going to return to the team by himself so soon?

It's hardly possible that the others have finished their mission.

Own, it's been too long?

Crouching and turning his head, the masked man looked at the barbecue grill that was placed on the side covered by his own robe, and hesitated for a while, "It didn't take long, right?"

But the death is hard to violate.

He could only lift off the mask to reveal a young face, smashed the meat skewers on the shelf in one bite, and collected the barbecue grill by the way, and jumped off the top of the dozens of floors.

"Inexplicably..."

After a few tossing around, the masked man stepped into the dark place of the royal city and set foot in the dark zone of this bright land.

Deep in the wet alley, a rattlesnake threw out abruptly, bit the squeaky rat, and swallowed it three times.

The mask man stopped, took off the mask, squatted down again, and watched the rattlesnake eat.

It was quiet and lasted for a long time.

After a long pause, the masked man turned around and looked up at the little sunlight leaking under the eaves beside the road, stunned.

"When will I be able to eat a meal openly, my lord Huangquan..."

The masked man was holding his face, the scarlet and strange pupils were spinning, sometimes zooming in and sometimes shrinking, but inadvertently, they revealed a thread of confusion that was incompatible with this glamorous eyes.

"Da, da, da."

Behind him, suddenly there was a crisp, rhythmic percussion.

Following that, there was also the invisible sound of footsteps.

When the mask man's pupils moved, he immediately put on the Yama mask in his hand.

Get up, look back.

The visitor was a blind man on crutches. He was so blind at a young age.

What's more serious is that his face is gray, and he can tell at a glance that this person is not born blind.

"A dead end in front," the masked man pointed to the back, with a kind tone, "this way is nowhere, depending on how you look...do you need help?"

He looked like a normal young and strong guy. He was compassionate and compassionate to the poor man who was blind, and he didn't hesitate to help him.

The blind man stopped and pierced the ground with a cane in his hand. He opened his mouth and said with some difficulty: "Blind man, but alley."

The mask man was startled, "So?"

"Cross the alley and kill one person." The blind man raised his cane.

The masked man was shocked now.

When he put down his mask and took off his robe on weekdays, he had helped too many poor people in this world.

So I never thought of it at the beginning that this sea of ​​qi has only a few strands of spiritual essence, and it is about a half-blind spiritual refiner who has practiced for a few days, who can pose a threat to himself.

But, listening to this, the other party is going to kill someone?

"Kill who, kill me? I'm a good person..." said the masked man. He even took off the mask, with sincerity in his coquettish scarlet eyes, "What a good person!"

"Boundary," the blind man said.

"What?"

The mask man raised his eyebrows. Has the man on the other side been silent for too long? This word of cherishment is as golden...it makes it difficult for outsiders to understand what he means!

The blind man said: "If you are a good person, then when you die, don't speak up, so as not to frighten others."

The mask man really confirmed the other party's intention.

He lowered his head in silence, and looked at the rattlesnake that had just swallowed a mouse by the side of the street and was overwhelmed by the invisible aura.

"I don't like being a mouse, I am a snake." He said.

"Boundary." The masked person remained the same.

"Why are you like this? I don't want to kill you. I can see that you are more pitiful than me!"

"But I want to kill you."

"Why!" The masked man stared at the opposite side in a daze.

And, where does this person and this face seem to have been seen?

"There are too many evils in this world, and they inexplicably fall on too many innocent people. You already enjoy the dividends of the source of evil. Why should you be so greedy and stare at people you shouldn't be staring at? "

The blind man seemed a little agitated. He clenched the crutches hard and continued: "Snakes or rats, they are products of obscurity, and they are born to be the source of evil. Why do snakes and rats swallow each other? Seeking a secluded place and lingering on. , Is it bad?"

The mask man finally became cautious. He remembered the crutch and the man, and asked, "Holy slave?"

"Holy slave, tears go double." The blind man lifted his cane.

The moment the famous sword was drawn with the magic staff, the rattlesnake nestled in the corner broke and split into two.

"The end of the snake." Tear Shuangxing said solemnly.

"madman!"

The mask man didn't know what he had done wrong, and the opposite was so excited, he immediately stood up and wanted to leave this ghost place.

The holy slave, Master Huang Quan has explained, now that he can not provoke him, try his best not to provoke him.

However, his figure was only able to move, the already unsheathed magic staff volleyed a little, and the wall deep in the alley banged to pieces.

"Um..." At the same time, the masked man was holding his throat, blood spilling between his fingers.

He was a little unbelievable, this man, a sword pierced his throat?

"Sword Sect?"

But Jianzong, how can there be such a mighty power?

Even after that sword penetrated the throat, the special kendo power staying in the wound was something that the masked person had never seen.

That wisp of silver sword intent that seems to be sword aura, but not like a sword aura...

"You are not Sword Sect!"

The mask was shocked, "Gu Jianxiu, the throne of kendo?!"

"Boundary." Tears Shuangxing still said calmly.

"I asked you to provoke you? You want to come all the way to kill me?" The mask man panicked. Under the same realm, Gu Jianxiu is the strongest. This is indisputable.

Even if he is the Throne Dao Realm Consummation, even if he has this pair of "scarlet eyes"...

However, the opposite is the pure tears family, the saint slaves, the contemporary sword bearers with the famous sword and the scepter, and even the rare kendo throne!

Although I don't know why the information I got is wrong, I mistakenly believe that the other party is staying in the realm of Jianzong.

But right now, it's not the time to think so much.

"Snake and rat swallowing each other, aren't you just swallowing snakes and rats now?" The masked man talked and spoke very eagerly, "How can the'Holy Slave' be better than the'Hades'? In the corner, begging for mercy, can't you see the existence of light!"

"Boundary."

"madman!"

The masked person's body was pulled out again, this time blood burst into his eyes, and the whole person was shrouded in scarlet color, turned into mist, and disappeared.

Escaped from the alley, he directly cut through the space and plunged into it.

However, inside the black hole, there should have been a world of space fragmentation. After the masked man entered through the cracks in space, as far as he could see, it was still the streets of Dongtian King City!

The flow of people is still the same, the grandfather and aunt are shopping with a basket, and the vendors’ shouts are so clear...

"Boom!"

The mask man was taken aback, he stumbled and bumped into a passing middle-aged uncle.

The uncle looked back and found that it was a gray-faced blind man. After being hit, he pulled out a magic stick with his backhand and sent it to the chest of the masked man.

"puff…"

The blood spurted out, and the masked man only felt the picture in front of him, he still stayed in the small alley, and the sage and slaves who were supposed to be in the distance had already faced him at this moment.

The uncle is fake, it is real to draw a magic scepter!

This famous sword was really sent into his chest, with that strange...sword intent and sword aura?

The masked man trembling, combined the latest information about the first seat of the saint in his mind, and swept it over.

"Jiannian?" He bowed his head hard.

"Um."

"Phantom Swordsmanship?" The mask man thought of the scene he saw after entering the space fragmentation.

"Um."

"But, I obviously used blood to escape, and I don't want to fight with you, I have already escaped ahead of time!" The mask man was unwilling.

"Maybe, this is the illusion that illusion swordsmanship gives you. UU reading www.uukanshu.com and..." The tears paused, and he reached out and touched his eyes, "Don't forget, your eyes, it My surname is tears."

"I'm not reconciled, I haven't shot yet!" The masked man struggled violently.

It hurts too much!

This sword entered the chest, and there was a blow from the sword. It hurts too much!

The key is that this blow with sword thought almost sealed his whole body of spirits to death, and he couldn't resist no matter how hard he struggled.

"I'm such a good person..." The masked man shed tears of blood and tears. He hadn't even started to use his abilities, but the other party seemed to know him well.

All of his abilities were targeted, completely restrained.

A throne's realm is consummated, and it should not be knocked down when facing a kendo throne in such a way of being defeated and defeated.

This is ridiculous!

I didn't dare to write like this in small words, this should be a dream, and there is still such a trace of extravagance in the heart of the masked person.

"Maybe you are a good person, but it's a pity..."

Tears Shuangxing sighed and pulled out the magic scepter, the sword thought remained in the opponent's body, making the masked person realize that all of this is real, not an illusion.

"You shouldn't be looking at her."

Tears said, and a sword cut off the head of this man easily and sent it into the space ring. His eyes were closed tightly, and the light leaking from the eaves was shining in front of him.

But in front of him, it was still dark.

The scepter that had not been dripped with blood was taken into the sheath, and the double lines of tears stood under the dim light, with their own loneliness, responding to the gloomy embrace of the entire vast dark world.

He stopped and remained silent for a long time, his back facing the headless corpse that fell to the ground, his brows frowned, as if he was explaining, and as if he was murmuring himself.

"My sister, she is pitiful enough."