I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Xin Gu Gu is the old school.

Caramel sugar is also old school.

The last time the two of them received the task of going to the White Cave to find Feng Yujin was also the last struggle of the conservative school.

But it failed.

Feng Yujin never promised them to join the Xuyue Ash Palace, but was eventually taken down by Xu Xiaoshou.

Caramel Sugar also saw Xu Xiaoshou's potential, so he sent Greed God, and finally left Xin Gugu by Xu Xiaoshou's side.

This is a very important move for the old school.

Maybe if you go well, you can finally turn the tide and turn the building.

But these are just backhands.

Back to reality, back to the present.

When the old school Wu Xia and Yue Xie two seniors really appeared in front of them, and were to be taken down by the red shirt without any basis, Xin Gugu couldn't hold back.

This is his childhood faith.

Similarly, it is also the belief of most mellow ghosts and beasts.

They shouldn't be treated like this...

Senior Wu Xia is really a good person!

Xin Gu Gu knows everything.

He knows that war may bring peace, but the cost is absolutely enormous.

There must be another way to protect the ghosts and beasts that do not want to war, and at the same time, find true peace from the other side.

In this way, Senior Wu Xia was looking for, the old school of Xuyue Ash Palace was looking for, and he was looking for it too.

What is different from others is.

Maybe someone else finds one way.

But he grumbled, but he fell in love with someone.

"Mo Mo!"

Expecting this, Xin Gugu looked back and said with a serious expression: "Senior Wu Xia can't die. I must find Xu Xiaoshou. Can you contact him?"

"Usha?"

Mo Mo was taken aback, and immediately returned to his senses: "Xu Xiaoshou must be thinking of a way at this moment. Why are you contacting him?"

"too slow!"

Xin Gu Gu is eager to save people, how can you wait any longer?

He spread the voice again: "Now that the barrier is broken, we may be able to contact Xu Xiaoshou. I have an urgent matter. I must find him immediately and make it clear immediately."

"No..." Mo Mo shook his head, "The barrier is broken, but if you need to use communication beads, you may still be intercepted by white clothes, red clothes, etc., and Xu Xiaoshou's existence may not be exposed. This is absolutely unwise."

Xin Gu Gu dumb.

Really can't help it?

At this moment, Mo Mo had an idea, his eyes rolled, as if thinking of something.

"Perhaps, there really is a way..."

"What way?" Xin Gu grumbled with joy.

Without a word, Mo Mo turned his head and looked at Liu Changqing.

This newly promoted ghost beast body, the Taoist cultivation base is placed in this situation, and it is completely useless.

However, the mystery in his body is a celestial magician who dares to be called outside the firmament, no one can compare!

Maybe, what can be done?

…

Beicheng District, Tian Qilin.

The figure in white is rustling, the first wave of support, several teams have already arrived.

No way, holy power fluctuates, that can't be underestimated by anyone.

Once the sacred power leaks, it's just an accident.

If this is really a prelude to the flames of war, and the flames of war may even burn into the layout of white and red clothes, then the support is late, which is equivalent to no support!

However, even Baiyi's speed is surprisingly fast.

When they rushed to Tianqilin, the battle was still over.

The flower fairy eyes of the Yincao visitor are too strong.

If it weren't for the need to finally extinguish the half-sacred bloodline mark, perhaps in this wave of raids on the Jiang clan, Bai Yi could not even notice that they had acted.

Therefore, all the people who rushed to the scene could only find Jiang Chaotian outside Tian Qilin, and Jiang Xian, who was in a coma.

After getting a little understanding of the situation, Bai Yi immediately dispatched to search for the culprit, Yama, and the holy slave organization that made people even more palpitating.

Midtown.

Before the white clothes started the action, there were already three figures galloping at extreme speed under the night sky.

Xu Xiaoshou, one of the black hands behind the scenes, had already escaped from Tian Qilin under the cover of the storyteller's yin and yang life and death? The power of space.

He couldn't help but sigh at the power of space at this time.

One step to the sky plus the disappearance technique can enable him to travel freely in any realm under the premise of no blockade.

But once the space is banished, Xu Xiaoshou is powerless.

Storytellers are different.

This guy is the pinnacle of Slash Dao.

With the addition of the power of the space without a trace, even if it encounters ordinary Taixu, it can basically hide away.

In this crisis-ridden world, sometimes a strong cultivation base is of little use.

The means of escape is Xu Xiaoshou's opinion that can measure a person's level of combat power.

"So, uncle, are you really planning to go directly to Yan Wang's boss Huang Quan?"

While flying, Xu Xiaoshou looked back at the scruffy uncle carrying the sack.

This uncle followed him.

As for the reason...

After Xu Xiaoshou knew that he was running towards Yan Wang's Huangquan operation, he just said: "I know where Yan Wang's boss is."

After that, the uncle followed.

No too much nonsense.

There is also no sense of guard.

Xu Xiaoshou felt like he said: "I want to sell you, can you help me count the money?"

The uncle solemnly said "Okay", and started counting money without saying anything.

When Xu Xiaoshou realized that there might be fraud and wanted to stop it.

The other party still refuses!

The uncle insisted on counting the money for him.

It's not enough if the number is too small, and the sincere feelings of sending the Buddha to the west are bound to help to the end.

thus.

This same action made Xu Xiaoshou a little uncomfortable.

"Um."

On one side, facing a similar question on the same road, the uncle nodded and responded, cherishing words like gold.

Xu Xiaoshou was flustered by him: "Are you really afraid that I will use you?"

Uncle smiled: "Can you use me?"

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

"Is there really no other reason? I don't believe you don't know the situation in Nancheng...You are helping me!" Xu Xiaoshou said again.

Uncle: "I'm not helping you, I just want to hurt Xuanjian."

Xu Xiaoshou: "Your approach will help me by the way!"

Uncle: "You shouldn't be happy about this?"

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

He was speechless.

Yes!

I really should feel happy to say.

But…

How can there be such a good person in this world?

What is obvious is that others are about to start using you, and you are still silly to rub up. Isn't this extremely stupid?

But to say that the uncle is stupid...

Xu Xiaoshou could not agree.

He felt that there must be fraud in this, it was the kind of situation that he couldn't detect, and couldn't touch the half of the context at all.

-Very good skills!

Xu Xiaoshou groaned, rubbing his chin, flying and thinking deeply.

The uncle looked back and saw the young man's demeanor. He laughed and shook his head frequently.

The storyteller on the side was actually looking silly.

The strength of this sloppy uncle felt deeper than Xu Xiaoshou's.

The storyteller dare to say that his kendo cultivation base, except for his elder brother and Seven Sword Immortals, I am afraid that not many people in this world can compare it.

But such a character, without a name and no surname, is willing to be used by others...

Go crazy!

The storyteller is already a little mad inside. What kind of physique is Xu Xiaoshou, and how can he look like everyone else?

At this time, Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts were fruitless and gave up thinking.

He turned his head and asked seriously a question that had puzzled him for a long time: "So, who are you, uncle, why do you always help me?"

Tiansangcheng’s "Guardian Swordsmanship", Tian Qilin’s magical swordsmanship...

Xu Xiaoshou sometimes really doubted whether this sloppy uncle liked him, and then secretly followed, and when he saw that he was in danger, he would take action.

The uncle only replied indifferently: "I have said that, I am the eight masters."

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

He turned his head and looked at the storyteller: "You... uh, are you sure that we are the first one of the saint slaves, are the eight masters?"

The storyteller was also made a little unconfident now, "Brother, yes, yes, right?"

"What do you mean?" Xu Xiao suffered a pain in his brain.

He can be sure that the masked person is really eight masters, this sloppy uncle is a fake, how could he really be eight masters?

"Don't lie to me!"

Turning his head, Xu Xiaoshou glanced at the uncle.

"Really, you are such a big coffee, why do you like to tease juniors so much?"

"The'Guardian Sword Classic' was given by you, and you have saved my life."

"So, there is really no need to lie to me."

Xu Xiaoshou said very sincerely: "We are our own!"

The storyteller was astonished: "Guanjiandian, he gave it?"

"right!"

Xu Xiaoshou looked back: "You may not believe it. I didn't learn my Jian Nian from your brother, but from an ancient book he gave me called "Guan Jian Dian"."

This time the storyteller was shocked.

"Impossible..." He murmured, "Guanjiandian, it is my brother's thing. How could it be in the hands of others if he said that he had never left it outside?"

The two looked at the uncle again at the same time.

"who are you!"

The uncle smiled: "Eight masters are acquainted~"

At this moment, the three of them were quiet.

Xu Xiao's teeth tickled with anger.

The storyteller observed carefully, but still couldn't see the flaw.

And uncle...

The uncle is still carrying his big sack, like a conscientious hitting worker, in the dust, wherever there is a lack of bricks, he will add bricks and bricks.

Sometimes I will be late, but never absent.

"You are so justice..." Xu Xiaoshou murmured silently in his heart, and didn't intend to ask more.

Just then.

With a sudden movement of his ears, he noticed ripples in the void in front of him, and began to change.

The uncle and the storyteller were both vigilant and kept their pace.

Void ripples converge and transform into a heavenly array.

"Heaven's secret technique?"

The storyteller was taken aback.

For a while, he even thought it was Daoqiang who had found him, and then shot it himself.

I wanted to gather power to attack, but the uncle on one side immediately stopped him, "Wait, it's not that old-fashioned."

The storyteller was shocked.

Old way...

This uncle knew what he was thinking, and knew that Tao Tiantian's honorific name could not be called directly, but in his words, there was no awe at all.

Who the **** is this?

The heavenly secret array changed, and within a short while, an illusory image of a human head appeared.

"Small machine?"

Xu Xiaoshou reluctantly recognized this head.

"you know?"

The storyteller on the side was surprised.

This kind of heavenly secret technique, sent out personal conversations by airdrop, was something he had never seen before.

How long has Xu Xiaoshou been in the royal city, can he get acquainted with such a magician?

"Um."

Xu Xiaoshou nodded: "A ghost beast."

"Fart!"

The mysterious image in the Heavenly Array was furious, and corrected: "I am your ancestor of the mysterious!"

"Xuan Wu Wu?" The sloppy uncle also raised his eyebrows, "The Xuan Wu Wu who was directly sent in by the old Dao with the heavenly secret technique? Aren't you on the Void Island?"

In a blink of an eye, Xuan Wu saw the sloppy uncle's appearance, and the image that was transformed suddenly trembled violently, and the sound disappeared.

His mouth was open, as if exclaiming.

But half of the voice couldn't be heard, and it was obvious that the heavenly secret technique was unstable for a while.

Then, after a while, the picture began to stabilize.

"Who are you?!" Xuan Wuji was surprised.

"Eight masters." The uncle responded.

"You are not the eight masters of your mother, you scared me!" Xuan Wuyou was furious.

"Haha." The uncle smiled.

Xu Xiaoshou saw that the two of them were about to talk, and quickly interrupted: "Stop talking, what are you going to do with me? There was an accident at the scene, or did you escape?"

Although Xuan Wu used the heavenly secret technique to communicate with him, Xu Xiaoshou was very pleasantly surprised.

But when Mo Mo could be forced to think of using mysticism to communicate with himself, and perhaps even need to hide from Liu Changqing's level of humanoid level, Xu Xiaoshou felt that something was going to happen.

At the moment, things naturally matter.

"Escape, it is impossible to escape, Rao Yaoyao is here..."

Xuan Wuji snorted when he heard the words, and continued: "There is a kid named Xin who strongly urges you to come back quickly, saying that something big happened and wants you to save someone."

"Save people?" Xu Xiaoshou repeated.

"Or according to your statement, save a ghost beast."

"Ghost? Do I know it?"

"How do I know this? But it's a ghost beast of the too virtual level. I may do some tricks and work hard to get over it." Xuan Wuji started his suggestion.

Once people get on the thief ship, they will inevitably want to repair the broken ship.

At least, you need to have the least sense of security when sitting?

When Xu Xiaoshou heard the ghost beast of the too virtual level, he knew that he definitely didn't recognize it.

But as for the person Xin Gu Gu wants to save, Yue Mo has a little connection with Xu Yue Ash Palace.

He also wanted to ask more about the situation at the fair.

But at this moment, the untidy uncle suddenly waved his hand and directly shattered the heavenly formation.

"You are..."

Xu Xiaoshen looked back suspiciously.

At this moment, he saw the uncle and the storyteller, and looked at the ground at the same time.

On the ground, there is a short, humpbacked old man at this moment, who is trying his best to look up at the sky.

The direction he looked at was exactly where the three of them stopped in the air.

"Wang Dahui..."

The storyteller stared at the man and murmured, with a headache.

"Who?" Xu Xiaoshou could feel that it was not easy to come.

Moreover, this person has a very serious target for the three of himself.

"You leave first!"

Before the storyteller had time to explain, the sloppy uncle waved his hand and said:

"I will stop looking for the Huangquan of Hades, and when it is resolved here, I will go to the trade fair you mentioned to have a look at the scene."

"Now, you go first, after I break."