I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Are you crazy?

Xu Xiaoshou felt a little dizzy when he heard that he was one of the first six radicals.

He had never sensed that there were so many strong men in the wave of observations outside the trade fair scene before!

These people are too good to hide.

In the same way, compared to the last battle of Bai Kugou Wuyue, he can simply understand how powerful the Holy Spirit Temple is this time.

"How come so many people come?" Xu Xiaoshou asked in a low voice.

"Because Rao Yaoyao!"

The storyteller understood Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts very well and explained:

"At the White Cave meeting, Gou Wuyue can only be regarded as half of the holy temple after all. He played, the holy temple has the heart to test, and the combat power allocated to him will not be exceeded."

"But Rao Yaoyao is different...your mysterious partner said that if Rao Yaoyao leads the team this time, the rationing of combat power is absolutely top-notch."

"Why?" Xu Xiaoshou puzzled.

He understood that Rao Yaoyao was also one of the Seven Sword Immortals.

But there is no reason to treat it so differently!

The storyteller said in a condensed voice: "Rao Yaoyao is a sword immortal cultivated by the Holy Spirit Temple itself. Of course, more importantly, her surname is Rao..."

"Rao?"

Xu Xiaoshou frowned.

What can this have to do with the last name?

Inexplicably, there was a character in his mind, Rao Yinyin.

It’s not that Xu Xiaoshou has never seen a person with the surname Rao. There is that inner courtyard master sister in Tiansang Ling Palace.

In addition, the entire continent adds up, there is no such thing as hundreds of geniuses with the surname Rao, right?

These are all one family?

Half-holy family?

So, is the Temple of the Holy Spirit so prudent?

Not that... Xu Xiaoshou denied this idea.

Because if you want to think so.

His surname is Xu, and it is estimated that he can have something to do with a real Xu family in the five continents.

But this is obviously impossible.

I wanted to get a response, but the storyteller shook his head slightly at this time and didn't explain much.

He changed the conversation and said, "Xu Xiaoshou, there is an abandoned Cao’s blacksmith shop on Guxun Road, Fenghuang Street, Zhongcheng District. With the token of the slave, you can enter the secret basement through the teleportation formation. There is another teleportation formation in the basement, which can send you to my brother..."

"What do you mean?" Xu Xiaoshou narrowed his eyes and interrupted.

The storyteller is anxious: "Go there! Don't go to the trade fair site anymore. If Rao Yaoyao leads the team, it is likely that there are more than two six-part firsts here. The top priority is to hide!"

With this statement, Xu Xiaoshou even heard a bit of decisiveness.

The tall figure at the end of the long street, the oppressive feeling brought by this moment, became so full.

Xu Xiaoshou didn't have such obvious feelings after encountering Wang Dahui, the head of the body, and the sloppy uncle voluntarily broke him off.

Because he knows that the strength of the uncle is very strong.

But…

The storyteller slashed the pinnacle of the Tao, even though the nine deaths and thunder tribulations were all done.

The war leader not far away is too empty!

Moreover, this kind of character from the last era.

It's not that it's only now that it breaks through too much, right?

—That must be too old.

How can a storyteller be able to fight?

"how?"

At this time, a soft laughter sounded at the end of the long street: "Should the two decide, one-on-one singles, or to go together? This seat, but I have been waiting for a long time."

"Boom—"

At the right time, there was a loud thunder in the rainy night and the blue sky, and the silver electric snake was torn apart, and in a flash, it covered the entire void, and after the night was lighted up for a moment.

Everything, back into the darkness.

Xu Xiaoyu's heart contracted suddenly, then pounded and accelerated.

He never felt such a strong sense of tension even after using the holy slave.

Perhaps this is the reason why even if there are eight masters as the first saint slaves, a whole saint slave organization with many emptiness, and the slashing path as the nine saint slaves, it still needs to hide in the dark to avoid the light of the holy temple.

"Can you survive?" Xu Xiaoshou asked suddenly.

Seeing the storyteller suddenly smiled with relief, he said seriously again: "The kind that tells the truth."

The storyteller's pretty face condensed with a smile, and then converged back, and also solemnly responded: "Maybe it can."

maybe…

Xu Xiaoshou felt gloomy and asked again: "Where's Cenjof? Where are the other nine-seat slaves? Are the eight masters who don't value you so much, send you out like this?"

The storyteller was dumbfounded: "You also think people are too weak? Gou Wuyue can't beat them at Zhongyu's meeting. Do you think Teng Shanhai is better than Gou Wuyue?"

Xu Xiaoshou already understood something: "Gou Wuyue is an outsider and has no helpers."

The storyteller is humane: "Cen Qiaofu is currently recovering from injuries and try not to make any moves, but Haitang'er and the others are still in the royal city. Now they are estimated to have reached the trade fair scene, so you don't have to worry about that side, go back first."

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

This topic has changed too bluntly!

But he didn't say much.

Because at this time, Teng Shanhai has already taken steps, step by step, walking over from the opposite side of the long street.

Bang.

Teng Shanhai, covered in the blue **** armor, started its foraging action like a violent behemoth.

"go!"

The storyteller pushed Xu Xiaoshou away, "disappeared, don't show up."

Xu Xiaoshou withdrew a few steps and gritted his teeth.

He knew that to stay here, he was still just a burden.

"Live!"

At the end of the speech, Xu Xiaoshou disappeared and left.

Too weak...

No time…

No time to grow...

Xu Xiaoshou once again felt that time was so short.

Even though he practiced fast, he was flying fast.

He even felt that apart from the abnormal growth rate of the eight three-breath innate and three-year sword immortal, there were not many on the mainland that could rival him.

But this is still too slow.

But this is impossible.

How easy is it to say that you want to compare with the imaginary figures of an era with your youth?

On the long street.

As soon as the Tengshan Sea boundary opened, the world of storytellers confronted.

The two tacitly disappeared beyond the limit of Xu Xiaoshou's "perception".

The battle between Zhandao and Taixu can only be carried out in the realm.

Once it broke out in the royal city, it would be a disaster for the people and the people.

"A storyteller?"

Teng Shanhai had one eye, staring at the famous man in red dress in front of him.

He glanced over, and then leaned to the back: "The one just now, is Xu Xiaoshou, right?"

"Otherwise," the storyteller shook his head. "His name is Wen Ming."

"laugh!"

Teng Shanhai sneered: "I heard that the saint slave Xu Xiaoshou was gifted by evildoers, and his innate cultivation base was able to play the throne and cut the way round and round. When I look at it now, it doesn't feel good for those who are fleeing for a while?"

The storyteller sneered: "You are too empty, and you want to bully the junior?"

"That's also..." Teng Shanhai shrugged, and the blue god's armor clattered, and his conversation changed. "However, you really think that the person who can enter the first six-part Dharma Eye is the one who let him go in this seat, and he can be safe. Leave?"

The storyteller narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"

"Hahaha!"

Teng Shanhai laughed: "Ning Honghong? Really! This seat has checked you. You should be called by this name. If you don't want to be a storyteller and performer, why do you want to go to the muddy water of the holy slave?"

The mind of the storyteller is not here at all.

Teng Shanhai's words made him realize that there is a big horror. He asked: "Sixth, how many people have come this time?"

"Not many, only four."

Teng Shanhai actually answered, as if to state the reality of the world to a corpse, "Except for the Wang Dahui and me you saw, there is also the pair of Ye Xiao and Yi."

The storyteller's pupils shrank.

At this time, he broke the ancient book space immediately and returned to the outside world, shouting loudly: "Xu Xiaoshou, come back!!"

"late."

Teng Shanhai took advantage of the situation and took advantage of the boundary, and smoothly and smoothly enveloped the entire space, and completely won the geographical advantage.

He tilted his head and his bones snapped.

Afterwards, a fist was squeezed, and the fists touched each other, and a burst of air burst from the eyes of the fist, pushing the entire void space.

"bring it on!"

"Let me see how your storyteller can escape from Gou Wuyue's hands."

"Or, Gou Wuyue, really has been releasing water for so many years of missions!"

…

the other side.

Running too fast, Xu Xiaoshou, who couldn't hear the storyteller's call, ran wildly while feeling a little muddy in his brain.

"Phoenix Street, what's the way, and Cao's Blacksmith's Shop?"

He obviously has a good memory, but he can't remember anything at this moment.

Too much!

There are too many things in my mind!

The scene of the trade fair, the uncle, the storyteller, the eight masters...

Tonight is simply the moment when the overall situation of Wangcheng is unveiled, all kinds of wonderful, disturbing people's minds, if you are not careful, you will have to miss the game.

However, if one missed one step, the carts, horses, artillery and artillery headed and blasted, and there was no doubt that they would die in the end.

"Phoenix Street, Xungu Road...Yes, Xungu Road!"

"No, it seems to be Guxun Road..."

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly recalled.

But whether "Gu Xun" or "Xun Gu", he remembered this place, and immediately wanted to go there.

But then, the scene of Xuanwu calling for help from the air appeared in his mind.

It is conceivable that De Momo can use the signal for help from the air like this.

"Little Junior Sister..."

Xu Xiaoshen felt anxious.

Old Sang is gone, the little junior sister can't die!

He immediately turned his head and wanted to fly in the direction of the trade fair scene.

The words that can be told come to mind again.

Haitang'er has already passed. What's the point of going here?

It's better to find the teleportation array directly and go to the eight masters for insurance.

But is this really good?

Everyone is fighting, I hide...

Suddenly Xu Xiaoshou remembered another person.

Yes!

He has one more person to use!

"Mr. Siren..."

If it is said that the game of the Temple of the Holy Spirit tonight is led by Rao Yaoyao of the Seven Swords Immortal.

The only one who can resist her is Meisi, who is the same name as the Seven Swords Immortal!

unfortunately.

Mei Siren should still be sitting on the first floor of the sky.

"Invite him out of the mountain!"

Xu Xiaoshou made a decisive decision and wanted to go back to the first floor of the sky.

But at this moment...

"Patter!"

A crisp sound disturbed Xu Xiaoshou's various thoughts.

Escape from the nightmare of the heart demon, the sound of the sky raindrops falling to the ground returned to my ears, and the sound of the cold wind whistling on the rainy night appeared again.

Not far away, there was the sound of a little girl crying loudly.

Xu Xiaoshou knew that he was in a hurry.

He finally realized that he was only a young man after all, with too little experience.

No matter how smart he is, he can't compare with the methods of those old foxes.

Once drilled into the horns, it is tantamount to self-destruction.

The enemy’s multiple dilemmas, I’m afraid what I want, is the effect that resembles a delusion at this time!

"Wow-"

The cry in his ear became louder, and Xu Xiaoshou turned his eyes to look.

It was a little girl who was bathing in the rainstorm in the streets, kneeling between puddles, crying at the one in the dirty water that still had half of the unlicked candied haws.

"Whose child is so skinny?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked stunned.

In the middle of the night, I didn’t sleep, letting such a little girl run out of the deserted street...

Are you afraid of being abducted?

"Being bewitched, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou had suffered from the loss of Yu Lingdi last time, and has always kept one eye on the information bar.

When the information bar was refreshed again, his attention was immediately drawn.

However at this time.

The little girl with high pony tail in the puddle suddenly stopped her crying, grabbed the candied haws in the sewage, and delivered it straight to her mouth.

"Neuropathy?"

Xu Xiaoshou immediately rushed forward, "This can't be eaten!"

Swipe it.

The hand struck forward, but it was empty.

At this time, Xu Xiaoshou was still in a state of disappearance.

He staggered, his figure even pierced through the little girl.

Then she looked back and looked at the little girl who took a bite of the candied haws in the dirty water. She had already covered her throat and started to retching.

Obviously, the taste is not good.

"Being bewitched, passive value, +1."

The information bar jumped again.

Xu Xiaoshou turned his attention and realized that something was wrong.

But at this time, the little girl was suddenly clicked by the candied haws, coughing and rolling her eyes, beating wildly, but she couldn't vomit a foreign body.

"idiot!"

Xu Xiaoshou stretched out his hand.

He felt that his mind was a little out of his control.

At this moment, two thoughts coexisted in his mind:

One is to step back and stay aside.

But the other one, who is spurning this idea, is despicable and evil, kind people, it is absolutely impossible for even the half-point idea to come up.

In the end justice defeated evil.

Xu Xiaoshou held a fluke, and the speed of light relieved the disappearance of two fingers, and helped the trapped little girl pull out the candied haws.

"Wow wow-"

The little girl got out of her sleep and was moved to tears, but she was still crying.

With her two small hands, she quickly hugged the finger that appeared out of nowhere in front of her.

At this time, her speed has actually been slow.

Because Xu Xiaoshou pulled out the candied haws, immediately restarted the disappearance technique.

But the little girl still temporarily stopped crying among the sparks, her little hand grabbed the index finger where Xu Xiaoshou was slow to disappear.

"Woo, big brother, my candied haws are gone..."

During the rainstorm, the little girl raised her head, her big eyes were full of rain and tears, and her eyelashes were wet and stuck to her eyeballs and eyelids, causing her eyelids to blink and blink.

Her crying red cheeks, a twitching nose, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, and her small recurved mouth, combined with the big eyes that rained down from tears, made me feel like I couldn’t. pity.

Xu Xiaoshou was only caught with his index finger for a moment, and he felt cold all over his body.

In the next second, he forgot about this, forgot the information bar, and involuntarily touched the disappearance technique.

"Okay, brother will buy you new candied haws, don't cry..." Xu Xiaoshou's eyes became dull, kneeling down, and gently stroking the little girl's head.

The little girl was still crying: "Woo, where can I buy it, there is nowhere to buy it!"

"There is a place for sale..."

Xu Xiaoshou took the little girl's tightly held hand with a finger, got up in the rainstorm and looked in the direction of the trade fair scene, and said with a dazed expression:

"Look at that!"

"Then there is a big sister named Rao, she sells candied haws, we just ask her to go, don't cry~"