I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

"what?!"

The cracks in the Void Island, Teng Shanhai and several black-clothed law enforcement officers, all looked shocked.

Just now, when the time came, Rao Yaoyao called back all the intelligence personnel who went out to follow the clues about Xenomorphism on time.

But all the talents gathered here, and Wang Dazhui slapped his head and covered his face with a word, which shocked everyone.

"Yi, was the storyteller killed?"

Teng Shanhai stared at Wang Dazhui with one eye, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Rao Yaoyao shared intelligence with the operational executives of this mission.

Even the news that Yi had died in battle, which was still blocked by the outside world, was already known to all the black-clothed law enforcement officers present.

So, who doesn't know that the storyteller's deity, at this point in time, should still be familiar with the eight deities, in the city of the sky?

How could he make room to kill Yi silently?

"Impossible! I think it's deceitful, I can't say, this is the power of yin and yang life and death stolen by other forces, framed and blamed on the saint slaves, and wants to divert attention!" A man in black blurted out.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone on the side immediately retorted: "The yin and yang life and death of the saint slave storyteller? You have been working on information for so many years, have you understood his abilities? You can't even figure it out, how dare you say that in this world Can someone steal a storyteller's powers?"

"Your words are not unreasonable, but how do you explain that the storyteller's deity is in the city of the sky, can he teleport out to kill Yi?"

"He has an external incarnation!"

"Incarnation outside the body? Ridiculous! Not to mention the incarnation of the storyteller, it is not the incarnation of the semi-sage. The avatar's ability is not comparable to the deity at all, that is, the deity of the storyteller has come out. Do you think he can kill different things?"

"Although the storyteller is a slasher, his ability is too weak. In terms of the strangeness of his spiritual skills, he is second to none in the world. Maybe he can unite with the magician of the sky and successfully slay the strangeness!"

"Perhaps? Absurd! Chopping the Dao is Chopping Dao, and Taixu is Taixu. If you confuse the realm, it can be used on geniuses and mortals... But who is it? Is he ordinary Taixu? In terms of the strangeness of spiritual skills, No matter how weird the storyteller is, can it be weird?"

"Perhaps, it was a sneak attack?" Someone said weakly.

The man in black who spoke first shook his head and said solemnly: "Tai Xu has a sense of heart and soul, unless he is extremely weak, who can make a sneak attack? Slave a Seven Commander of Dao Slashing Realm?"

The scene quieted down for a while.

Everyone was suppressed by the aura of the man in black.

Teng Shanhai narrowed his one eye slightly.

Wang Dazhui's face was full of impatience.

But Rao Yaoyao was still silent, and the two of them did not dare to make trouble in the current tense situation, so they could only choose to watch from the sidelines.

It seems to be a very irrational thing to quarrel in front of Rao Yaoyao, the master of the red-clothed way, but the big men in black have absolutely no tendency to stop.

After only a moment of silence, someone woke up after thinking and immediately spoke up.

"You're right. The storyteller's ability is a little weird, but it's not weird enough. Maybe he can cooperate with the secret warlock to carry out an assassination operation that hides the sky and crosses the sea, but he does not have the ability to end."

"So, people are not necessarily killed by him, but the power of his yin and yang life and death appears at the scene of different death, it is definitely not as simple as the outsider you said.

"My guess is that in addition to the storyteller, there must be a third person, or even a fourth or fifth person!"

After a pause, he added heavily: "Too empty!"

"Haha..." The man in black who was the first to speak sneered when he heard the words, and his words were full of sarcasm, "Apart from the ability of Yin and Yang life and death, you seem to have forgotten about that day's mechanic? Situ Yongren said that, that day's mechanic The ability to rank in the top five in the mainland, or even the top three!"

"What do you mean, that day warlock mastered the power of termination, Yi, was he killed?"

"That's understandable."

"You didn't think that Yi was killed by someone else?"

"The Secret Warlock can be someone else, someone else, or someone else." The man in black who spoke first was very calm and said, "I mean, we didn't actually grasp the connection between the Magician and the Holy Slaves that day. , Speculation without evidence is meaningless, he may have formed an alliance with another organization, and framed the blame on the saint slave, or maybe."

Now everyone was silent again.

There is indeed no shortage of such bold possibilities.

No one has grasped the strong evidence that the secret warlock and the holy slave are wearing the same pair of trousers. This swinger, in the process of killing the alien, swayed to which side, and handed the butcher knife to which side...

Nobody knows!

"you are wrong."

At this moment, after calming down, someone retorted.

"Yi can't be killed by the Heavenly Secret Warlock. Don't forget, Yu Zhiwen was in charge of the cloud world at that time. Her ability may not be comparable to that of the Heavenly Secret Warlock, but..."

"Zhuji Xingtong!" Someone immediately echoed.

"Yes, Zhuji Xingtong, the power of this pair of star pupils can break the sky and be used to compete for the control of the cloud world. Even if the Taoist Temple Master comes, it cannot be completely ignored, and pressure must be given to let Yuzhiwen. to break it."

"But if this is the case, the secret warlock will be dragged in the rhythm and waste a lot of time."

"So, Yi, he couldn't possibly have killed him."

"At the scene, there is definitely a third party, even four or five!"

The strongest king of men in black who was the first to speak was finally blocked by everyone.

The guy who said in advance that there was a third party at the scene added a sentence excitedly: "Too imaginary! The third party, the guarantee must also have a Tai imaginary cultivation base, so that only the power of the end can be achieved!"

Wang Dazhui's eyelids jumped wildly when he heard it.

These guys, quarrels are not divided into occasions, right?

After the death, the situation was chaotic.

I am afraid that the thoughts in Rao Yaoyao's mind at this time are already messed up.

These guys don't think it's a big deal to watch the fun, and they want to add fuel to the fire?

"To shut up!"

Wang Dazhui thought of this, and immediately shouted.

He felt that as the head of the body department, he should stand up for Fairy Rao to stop the bad situation of this group of people, "Noisy, have you been noisy enough, don't you think it's very noisy?!"

All the men in black immediately held their breaths, so silent that only the sound of breathing remained.

Rao Yaoyao pinched his temples with a headache, and then turned his eyes faintly to meet Wang Dachui.

"What, what?" Wang Dazhui was frightened by Fairy Rao's terrifying eyes.

"You should just shut up!" Rao Yaoyao scolded angrily, turned to look at the major intelligence officers, and flicked her jade fingers, "Continue arguing."

Several intelligence officers looked at each other.

Soon, the anger that had been restrained from his body erupted again.

"Tell me, I'm speechless? I just talked about the third party, you have nothing to say, I will say that you have a brain problem, the power of yin and yang life and death has appeared, isn't it the storyteller?"

The powerful king with the man in black seems to have provoked everyone's anger, and now it is a group of Confucians fighting.

But he was not afraid, just frowned slightly, thinking sideways, as if he was trying to grasp some details.

Teng Shanhai could see it clearly from one side.

These intelligence officers are not adding fuel to the fire, but helping Rao Yaoyao clear his mind!

The strange death is strange, and there are too few clues.

Only when these shrewd people gather to brainstorm together, it is possible to help Rao Yaoyao to smooth her thoughts and remind her of some key details.

Just this way...

Teng Shanhai disagreed.

Because he had the same mentality as Wang Dachui before.

quarrel?

Go crazy!

Now that Wang Dachui was being trained, after Teng Shanhai calmed down, he found that these intelligence gangs were indeed as refined as ghosts.

At the beginning, an impossible guess came directly, aroused anger, and let everyone follow the trend.

As a result, the situation was arguing and quarreling like this. From the beginning of the cloudy and foggy, to now, it feels a little bit like the sky is clear.

Teng Shanhai looked at the strongest king of men in black who was thinking sideways.

He tried hard to identify it, and finally remembered that this guy was the big celebrity next to Rao Yaoyao, and he had met a few times during the previous mission.

Strictly speaking, this person is still the boss of this group of intelligence workers at the scene, and he was in charge of the most important interrogation of Mu Xiaogong more than a quarter of an hour ago—a different task.

It seems to be called...

Huan Yi?

Huan Yi, the powerful king of the man in black, was still thinking about it, and the other people had a tacit understanding and didn't bother.

Just as Teng Shanhai thought, their group was using an alternative method to help Rao Yaoyao clear his mind.

In the same way, they also used this kind of quarrel to summarize the various intelligence details that each person had.

Among the six divisions, it is well known that the head of the body and the head of the war are those with developed limbs and simple minds.

They didn't ask these two to see through anything.

Do not disturb is the biggest concern.

The quarrel of the fool is like a shrew scolding the street, which is unreasonable.

The quarrel of the wise is like a case in a public court, and the quarrel is stripped away.

Huan Yi, the man in black, was madly turning his head in the sound of his subordinate's voice.

He came up with a hypothesis he thought was impossible and took the lead as the correct answer.

Then, in order to refute this impossibility, subordinates must give a possibility that may be established.

Huan Yi does not seek the truth.

He just wanted to find that potential "possibility" through verbal confrontation in such a "quarrel".

"third party…"

"The bottom line is too weak..."

Huan Yi pondered.

After a long time, he finally seemed to have found a key clue, and his eyes lit up.

"The third party you are talking about, I agree that the secret warlock is restrained. The storyteller has the ability, but it is not enough to reach the end. Therefore, there must be a third party at the scene!" Huan Yi said firmly.

"Humph." His subordinate hummed proudly beside him.

"But that third party is definitely not too false!" Huan Yi looked back at him, and his words were like a nail in the coffin.

"Are you crazy? It's just that there is a problem with your brain, isn't it too empty? It's not too empty, who will kill Yi? Is Yi so easy to kill?"

Huan Yi did not explain.

He looked back at Teng Shanhai and said respectfully, "Senior, let me ask you a question, what would you do if you met a storyteller and a magician who wanted to kill you?"

Teng Shanhai was startled, and looked sideways at Rao Yaoyao.

Rao Yaoyao nodded lightly at him.

Teng Shanhai said, "Fight!"

"But what?" Huan Yi asked again.

"If there were only these two people, I wouldn't be able to beat this seat. The storyteller has fought in this seat, and his ability is indeed strange. It is no wonder that he has been able to walk on the line of life and death for so many years under the pursuit of white clothes, but if he really wants to fight, he will fight. But me." Teng Shanhai was sure.

"How about one more person?"

"Add who?"

"The Eighth Sword Immortal!" Huan Yi smiled, "Let's assume that the Eighth Sword Immortal and the storyteller who entered the Sky City are all fake. They all smuggled into the Yunlun Mountains and made a game for you."

Teng Shanhai's expression suddenly turned ugly, and he hesitated.

Rao Yaoyao said coldly, "Tell me the truth."

"Run." Teng Shanhai stared at the void with one eye, without any wave or surprise.

"Pfft, hahaha..." Wang Dachui laughed so hard that he wanted to spit out a few words, but it seems to everyone that now is a very serious moment?

He didn't say much.

Huan Yi turned his head and looked at Wang Dazhui: "How about you, senior?"

"Me? What am I?" Wang Dazhui froze with a smile.

"Three people beat you, the third person is the eighth sword immortal." Huan Yi smiled.

"You bastard..." Wang Dazhui stretched out his hand and wanted to pull a hammer out of the space ring and hit someone.

"Can you stop for a while?" Rao Yaoyao put one hand down on him, "Obviously answer the question, can't you?"

Wang Dachui: "…"

"Run." He sighed.

"Heh." Teng Shanhai laughed like a robot without laughter.

Wang Dazhui was so angry that he almost jumped up and hammered his knee.

"Don't make trouble!" Rao Yaoyao stopped the two guys.

Huan Yi took a deep breath and asked again: "If you can't escape, the secret warlock has blocked all escape possibilities, and Rao Jianxian can't find your abnormality through the cloud world, because at this time, you are on a mission, so you should It can't happen."

Rao Yaoyao's fists were slightly tight, as if being poked into a sore spot.

Maybe that time he told Yu Zhiwen not to pay attention to the realm of Yi, at that time, Yi had already fallen into a hard battle?

If only I could find out in advance... Rao Yaoyao felt a pain in his heart.

Wang Dazhui and Teng Shanhai were heartless and didn't think so much, and shook their heads together: "Run!"

"Still running?" Huan Yi asked.

"Still run!"

Wang Dazhui: "It is impossible to fight. Before breaking through the semi-sage, I will never fight with that eight-fingered crippled man in this life, and I will run away after drinking holy blood! Do you think I am really an idiot?"

Teng Shanhai: "If I have the confidence to run with all my strength, they can't stop it, and they can't kill it."

"Holy Blood..." Huan Yi looked thoughtfully, looked at Rao Yaoyao, turned his head, and said solemnly, "It's dead."

The two heads sank at the same time.

Yes, everyone is the first of the six radicals, and if they have the confidence to run with all their strength, no one can stop them.

Why is Yi still dead?

Is the difference weaker?

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Huan Yi did not explain, but asked again: "But Ru Ruo, the third person is not the Eighth Sword Immortal, but me. I went there, and I want to kill you too!"

"Just you?" Wang Dazhui's eyes were about to pop out, and he laughed, "I will knock you into mud first, then give the second one to the storyteller's dead motherfucker, and the third one will kill the quilt. The secret warlock who has been dragged, why is he running, isn't it good to fight?"

"Senior?" Huan Yi looked at Teng Shanhai.

Teng Shanhai's expression was calm, his one eye was like an eagle, and he said indifferently: "You can't even catch a look from this seat."

Just for a moment.

Teng Shanhai's momentum changed, and Huan Yi retreated again and again as if struck by lightning.

After recovering, he gasped loudly while clutching his chest, and finally looked at Rao Yaoyao.

"Senior Rao, Huan Yi doesn't know much. Asking here is already the limit of my ability."