"I lost it!"
The shocking five words directly hit everyone's eardrums.
The whole place was blown away.
At this time, whether they were watching the show, those who looked annoyed, those who had missed a step, or those who were still hesitant, they all looked up, trying to find the first person who dared to take the lead.
Xu Xiaoshou looked over in surprise.
He really had no hope at all.
He was very clear about the different concepts between nine-nine-eight and one thousand.
Same reason.
One hundred million, this kind of slogan just sounds like a dream, but Xu Xiaoshou actually shouted it to realize his dream.
I never thought that there are people in the world who can realize dreams.
This person would actually appear in front of him and even help him realize his dream?
However, his gaze was fixed, and Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.
The person who spoke out was a young man, neither tall nor thin, with a medium build, holding a cane in his hand. He was probably a few years older than him.
On one side is a woman in a white shirt who is more than half a head shorter.
Both of these two people were equipped with spiritual tools to prevent prying eyes. The spirit mind could not see why, and even their faces were blurred.
But Xu Xiaoshou's "perception" brought an extremely familiar feeling.
His gaze was fixed on the man's crutch.
Even though this thing has been changed again and changed beyond recognition.
As a true ancient sword cultivator, how could Xu Xiaoshou not be able to discover that unique and everlasting aura of a famous sword?
"Tears?"
Xu Xiaoshou's heart tightened.
The famous sword recognizes its owner.
What's more, the Tears Shuangxing I saw at that time was able to defeat Ye Xiaotian, the giant of the Spirit Palace, by relying on all kinds of treasures with his sword sect cultivation.
It is impossible for such a person to change the owner of a famous sword in such a short period of time.
Therefore, he must belong to the "Holy Slave" Tears!
If so, who is this woman next to me?
Xu Xiaoshou could guess it by thinking about it with his toes.
"Lorere!"
"These two guys..."
Xu Xiaoshou felt uncomfortable.
The difficulty of the White Cave is already terrifying enough. If these two guys come to interfere, it will definitely make it worse!
Others can say that they are here for a trial.
But if the "Saint Slave" appears here, you have to say that these two people are here to experience themselves...
What a ghost!
Wouldn't it fit the personality of a "holy slave" if he didn't turn the white cave upside down?
On the other hand, look back at the scene of Tears tearing open a crack in the void and taking Lorelei to escape.
What the hell, if they go in and complete their mission, will no one pick them up when they come out?
Xu Xiaoshou's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
At that time, I came to pick up undercover Lorelei in tears.
Now that the White Cave is open, the two of them are on a mission? Who will appear in the end? Who else?
"Masked man!"
"Or Cenchov!"
Xu Xiaoshou felt so tired. This damn white cave hadn't started yet? How come he had already seen the world war coming?
"Brother, do you really mean what you said?"
If it were anyone else? Xu Xiaoshou was determined not to ask this question.
After all, if you give the other party a way out, maybe your 100 million will really be wasted.
But the two lines of tears are different.
Xu Xiaoshou thought about what if he could really refuse 100 million, but instead let these two unstable factors not enter...
Seems? Not bad?
But then I thought? Without this exquisite stone, wouldn't they be able to get in?
well!
No solution!
"really."
Tears Shuangxing didn't even hesitate at all and spoke directly.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was no movement at all. A golden light flew out from his cuffs and pointed directly in the direction of Xu Xiaoshou.
"Click!"
Xu Xiaoshou pinched it with two fingers.
A card.
Xin Gugu raised his head at the right time, but after his pupils shrank, he suddenly retreated.
Seeing this, Mu Zixi couldn't help but stand on tiptoes, and then paused.
"Cursed? Passive value, +1."
She had to use the Lingyuan gauntlet to hold Xu Xiaoshou's shoulders and signal him to lower his height. Only then did she see the content on the card.
With a twitch in his heart, Mu Zixi silently put his feet back and looked at Xin Gugu with shock in his eyes.
Nine digits!
"Being envied? Passive value, +2."
"Mom?"
Ajie turned his head behind him and stood on tiptoes. Then he looked at the back of Xu Xiaoshou's head and stood up obediently with his arms crossed again.
It didn't understand what the two people beside it were looking at.
"Mom..."
Xu Xiaoshou pinched another card from Duojin Trading Company, feeling anxious.
I thought that if I really got 100 million, I would be so happy that I would be so happy.
He is not happy at all now.
But let’s talk about returning this card...
Not even that.
Silently putting the gold card away, Xu Xiaoshou took out the two exquisite stones from his chest, raised them once, and then retracted them.
"Brother, do you sell your crutches?"
This sudden question made everyone a little stunned.
Involuntarily, everyone's eyes focused on Lei Shuangxing's ordinary crutch.
The same is true for Lan Ling and Xin above the void.
Unlike the crowd of onlookers below who couldn't figure out what was going on.
The two of them felt something was wrong with just one glance.
But neither of them were swordsmen, so even if they noticed something was wrong, they couldn't immediately see what it was.
"sword?"
Xin scratched his bald head.
He had killed many people, but for the first time, he felt a faint sword intent on this crutch.
Just ridiculous.
Can a crutch and a sword be the same thing?
Lan Ling suddenly looked stunned.
She was still a little confused at first, but Xin's words really opened her mind.
"Famous sword!"
"If my guess is correct, famous sword, draw the magic staff!"
Xin was stunned for a moment, then relieved.
"It seems...yes!"
"I have indeed heard of the legend of the 'drawing staff'. It seems that this thing does not look like a sword, but a thin awl, extremely sharp."
"But unfortunately, the scariest thing about this thing is that it is not used to stab, but to draw."
"It is said that the last generation of sword holders and the magic staff had a perfect fit. After the Heavenly Dissolution, one staff could even disperse the completely solidified power of Taixu!"
Xin pondered: "So, the crutch is just a shell, and the real mystery is inside?"
Lan Ling nodded.
Although she was just a guess.
But with his experience of seeing many famous swords, Xu Xiaoshou would be fine if he didn't say anything.
This said, a note.
Even if there is only a trace of breath left from this crutch, there are still some signs.
Lan Ling was a little amazed.
"What time is this?"
"The two undisguised famous swords in front of them should be the people buried in the sword grave. It is understandable."
"I haven't seen the Xuyue Gray Palace yet. They probably won't come. If they come, they must be preparing to sneak across."
"But this one..."
Lan Ling frowned: "Who owns the magic wand?"
Xin thought for a while and hesitated: "The last sword holder, if I remember correctly, was from the Taixu family in the Central Region, the Lei family?"
"The Tears' Family?" Lan Ling's heart skipped a beat.
Xin nodded and said uncertainly: "The Ke Lei family was not destroyed..."
"Shh!"
Lan Ling instantly silenced the letter with Lingyuan.
Xin was stunned and turned around to look, only to see Lan Ling slowly shaking his head and saying nothing.
He was a little surprised.
I have long heard that the changes in the Lei family are somewhat mysterious, otherwise the mainland would not have kept silent on this matter.
Lan Ling seems to know something?
The letter didn’t ask.
Now that people have done this, I think there are some things that really cannot be said.
"Maybe it changed hands."
He speculated: "After all, famous swords know people. If... no one in that family can inherit it, it would be understandable if the famous sword spreads."
Lan Ling nodded, but didn't answer.
She didn't dare discuss it any further.
…
The gray face with tears hidden under the spiritual mask was very ferocious, like a ghost running out of the abyss, even the facial features were blurred.
Others couldn't see the expression, but Lorelei on the side felt the brief silence.
Something is wrong.
Lorelei frowned.
The two men in red above her head seemed to be communicating with each other through spiritual thoughts, but she couldn't hear anything.
But the masked straw hat man opposite...
How did this guy see Brother Shuangxing's magic wand?
That was something that had been sealed by the first one himself, and it would be exposed at least when he encountered a pure sword cultivator in red.
Theoretically speaking, one would never attract attention before entering the White Cave.
But this guy, judging from his voice, is not very old, and his cultivation is definitely not like those of Throne or Dao Zhan, how can he be so sharp?
Forget about being sharp...
"Is it intentional?"
Lorelei did not use his spiritual thoughts, but his eyes slightly glanced at the two red-clothed figures above.
"Is he reminding the two of you?"
Although I don’t know why Brother Shuangxing suddenly fell silent. Isn’t it just that he was recognized as a famous sword? It’s not a big deal.
But Lorelei still touched Lei Shuangxing's arm slightly, indicating that there should be some movement.
If you pause again, nothing will become something.
With tears streaming down his face, his ears moved slightly, and he came back to his senses.
"Not for sale."
His words were still flat, even emotionless.
"Well, that's a pity."
Xu Xiaoshou sighed softly and said with envy: "I think it's very impressive for you to walk with a cane like this. I'll get one next time, haha."
"Cursed, passive value, +2."
"Despised, passive value, +1310."
"Slandered, passive value, +2118."
No matter how the other party reacted, Xu Xiaoshou still threw the two exquisite stones in his hand.
If the purpose of the reminder is achieved, that's fine.
At least Hong Yi knows that this guy has a famous sword, so he should know it. This is also a strong contender for "having four swords".
In the end, more attention will be paid to the two of them.
in this way.
First, it can suppress the unknown actions of these two people after entering the white cave.
Secondly, relatively speaking, less attention is paid to oneself.
"You really don't want to sell it?"
Xu Xiaoshou looked at the Linglong Stone on the opposite side, feeling a little unsatisfied: "I have a lot of money."
"No matter what happens, if you want to change it to Linglong Stone, I still have it..."
"Cursed, passive value, +2."
Lei Shuangxing led Lorelei directly into the teleportation spirit array without looking back.
"besides?"
The onlookers were suddenly shocked.
Three Linglong Stones were sold. In addition, in this small area, news of the battle at the gate of Bagongli Town was spread. Everyone knew that the "Cao Li" organization in front of them was definitely a genuine Linglong Stone. Sales counter.
"Six of these have been sold, are there any more?"
"You're kidding!"
"Under suspicion, passive value, +2480."
But no matter how suspicious they were, the guys who were just annoyed that they didn't grab the exquisite stone couldn't help but look forward to it.
"Being expected, passive value, +2261."
"..."
Sure enough, the information bar filled the screen like crazy.
Xu Xiaoshou was not in a hurry.
After the restlessness in everyone's hearts subsided, he slowly took out two exquisite stones from his arms.
"Fuck!"
This time, even the letter in the void flew away from his eyes.
Lan Ling was in the air, his body swayed suddenly, and he almost doubted his life.
Is this the exquisite stone sent by Hongyi?
Which guy sent it?
Could it be that they are still in a relationship?
Not to mention the people below.
"Being amazed, passive value, +2666."
"Being envied, passive value, +2410."
"Being jealous, passive value, +2298."
"..."
"Everyone..."
Xu Xiaoshou opened his mouth with a smile, but before he could speak, a cool voice came from above.
"I don't have time to trade with you. Hurry up and enter the formation. The teleportation spirit formation will be closed immediately!"
Xu Xiaoshou looked bitter and raised his head: "Can't you wait a little longer?"
At this moment, even the people around him looked over with hope.
One wants to sell, and a group of people want to buy.
What a great thing to have the best of both worlds!
"no."
"..."
Lan Ling suddenly felt like she had become a sinner. Those angry looks almost dismembered her on the spot.
However, rules are rules, and even if the masked straw hat man below finds ten exquisite stones at this moment, it is impossible to break these rules.
"Hurry in!"
She said, turning her attention to the other people.
"The rest, as long as they are spiritual formation masters above the Grandmaster level, will immediately follow me to move positions."
"Remember, you can also go in, but until the 'Thirty-Six Days Sealing Formation' is unsealed, you are not qualified to leave the red team and move around at will."
"Follow up!"
After saying that, Lan Ling flew up, and the guy below him was immediately diverted.
In an instant, a large wave of unknown spiritual masters from all over the world followed, hoping that they would be free if they were lucky enough to break through the formation.
Xin stayed where he was and picked up a formation talisman.
His eyes fell on Xu Xiaoshou.
All we have left is this guy who is stalling for time.
"Let's go!"
Xu Xiaoshou waved helplessly.
it's over.
This wave of leeks can only be harvested here.
The foot moves.
A cold voice sounded immediately from above.
"With two exquisite stones, you can only bring one more person with you!"
Xu Xiaoshou stopped immediately and looked back.
Indeed, I only brought Mu Zixi with me, so there was nothing wrong with me!
But such a terrifying truth cannot be told directly.
Without saying anything, he tossed out four exquisite stones and disappeared at the entrance of the spiritual formation with everyone in the "Cao Li" organization.
"Fuck, what did I just see?"
Although it was only for a moment, the four beads flew up, as if four rounds of blazing sun suddenly rose in front of the eyes, so dazzling.
Everyone was confused.
"Four?"
"How much did he sell just now?"
"Three?"
"Yes, we also sold three at the gate of the town."
"That means that this guy alone has at least ten exquisite stones?"
"My mother..."
After a few thumps, those guys who were still stuck at the entrance of the spiritual array, unable to get in, directly offered their knees feebly.
"What's going on with this bitch? Is she so annoying?"
"One person got ten spots in the White Cave?"
"Is this something humans do?"
"Who is this guy?"
There was silence.
An out-of-place retort sounded out of nowhere.
"Actually, this guy is not the most disgusting."
"You know, I heard that there seems to be a more terrifying monster in Tiansang County and Tiansang City."
"What's wrong?" someone asked.
The man swallowed his saliva and then said uncertainly: "He alone got eighteen spots in the White Cave!"
"hiss!"
Feeling the coolness of the air, Xin rolled his eyes to the sky. He squeezed the formation talisman in his hand and the teleportation spirit formation instantly closed.
His figure also disappeared in an instant.
"Eighteen White Cave quota?"
"Who are you bluffing?"
"The Eighth Sword Immortal doesn't even dare to be so awesome!"
…
There are trails in the ancient city, where snakes and insects avoid dead grass.
At the gate of an unknown abandoned city in the middle of nowhere, three figures slowly walked out.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, you can faintly see the blood stains on the bodies of the three people.
The leader was a masked man who was wrapped very tightly, as if he was afraid of being frozen.
This person even walked with his eyes squinted, as if he was seriously ill.
The eyes are turbid and yellow, like a dying person.
"I really didn't expect that this poor place could hide people!"
"And this sword has a really good name."
"Crazy carved sword, cluck cluck..."
Next to him is a man holding an ancient book in one hand, covering his mouth with a smile, and holding a sword in the other hand, looking curiously...
man?
This person was wearing a long red gauze skirt, and even the slender fingers that were bent were curved and ridged, making him very delicate.
His makeup is very elegant, with willow-leaf eyebrows and watery eyes.
Looking down again, I see her breasts are voluptuous and her figure is slim.
Even when she talks, she looks like a lady.
If it weren't for the unusually protruding Adam's apple on her neck that couldn't be concealed, I'm afraid everyone would have wrong perceptions of her gender.
"Storyteller, could you please shut up? I feel so frightened when I listen to you talking."
"Why do you want to come back? Isn't it fun in the Central Region? Do you have to come over and get involved?"
"I have you here, that's enough!"
The person standing on one side of him, roaring with goosebumps all over his body, was an old man with a small ax on his waist.
This old man looked very ordinary and had nothing to say.
The woodcutter who chops wood on the mountain all looks like this.
"You're a woodcutter, what do you know?"
The man in red dress holding an ancient book in his hand tilted his head slightly, glanced at the old man, and then said sweetly:
"Aren't you worried about your brother's life?"
"If Gou Wuyue hadn't also come to the Eastern Region, would he have had to work so hard and suffer like this?"
As he spoke, he came closer to the masked man, put his delicate hands on his gently, and then exhaled like a blue breath: "Brother, do you think so?"
"Cough cough cough!"
The masked man coughed violently, and the smell of blood immediately filled the air.
The two people beside him immediately panicked.
The old man cursed angrily: "Storyteller, take your dirty hands away!"
The man in the red dress became angry instantly, pointed a finger at the old man, and raised the decibel level.
"Cenqiaofu, you bastard, what did you say!"
"What's wrong with people?"
"I just took a bath after killing someone. It's okay if my brother doesn't come with me. I don't mind it."
"You old fool, you don't wash yourself, but you accuse others of being dirty?"
Even when he was angry, his eyes were filled with tears.
No matter how high the pitch was, the volume was not loud at all. Instead, it seemed as if he was being bullied and was about to fall on the masked man.
"Brother, the old woodcutter bullied me..."
Even though the masked man was seriously ill, he still took a step faster.
Boom!
The man in the red dress, who trusted his "brother" so much, was completely unprepared.
He tried to lean on the latter with all his strength, but he made a mistake and hit the ground directly.
Cenqiaofu looked straight ahead, as if he hadn't seen this person at all, and stepped on his chest.
"Huh? What is it, a stone, so harsh?"
"you!"
The man in the red dress turned red with anger and panted: "You old fool, I will fight with you!"
After saying this, he opened the ancient book in his hand with one hand.
With a bang, the void exploded, and the surging spiritual energy of heaven and earth was sucked out in an instant.
In an instant, countless golden hieroglyphics gathered within the pages.
"Roar!"
With a roar, the words merged and turned into a dark dragon head, passing through the boundaries of the page, roaring away towards Cenchofu.
For a moment, the sky and the earth were covered, and the sunset faded into night.
"How dare a mere insect to be so rampant?"
Cenqiaofu snorted coldly and did not dare to hesitate. He took a few steps back and took out the small ax from his waist.
However, the moment he raised it high, the tens of thousands of feet-sized dragon head exploded directly in the void and turned into endless points of light and scattered.
Cen Qiaofu's old face didn't even have time to be surprised.
There was only a "pop" sound, and the man in the red dress who was still lying on the ground spurted out a mouthful of blood.
He pointed his orchid finger at the old man in front of him in disbelief.
"You, you actually made a sneak attack?"
laugh!
Before he finished speaking, the man in the red dress had his clothes split open at his heart, and he suddenly covered his chest.
"Brother, help!"
The masked man was in front, and even through the mask, you could see his face twitching.
There was a hint of gloom in his eyes, which was then replaced by helplessness.
"Don't mess around." He said weakly.
Cenqiaofu shuddered, trembling, silently turned away the ax, and walked away from the two of them.
"elder brother."
The man in the red dress looked at the masked man who turned around, his pretty face was filled with pain, he covered his chest and burst into tears: "It hurts so much..."
"stand up."
"People can't get up."
"stand up!"
"It has to be pulled to get it up."
He held out his hand.
The masked man took a deep breath, stepped forward, and slowly took action.
The man in the red dress turned his tears into a smile, carefully avoiding his thumb, and held the masked man's hand.
The intoxicating warmth came and the pores on his whole body relaxed.
"Hmm~"
"stand up!"
"You have to pull to get it up... ugh!"
The masked man pulled hard, and the man in the red dress almost felt that his wrist was not broken, and even his breath was cut off.
"Brother," he breathed quickly and suddenly smiled sweetly: "You are so powerful."
Masked man: "..."
He left without looking back.
"Hey, wait a minute!"
The man in the red dress picked up the ancient book and rubbed his painful wrist, "Huh, damn you!"
Seeing that there was no intention to stay in front of him, he put his elbows on his chest and jogged over.
"Brother, this place is so far away from the White Cave. Do you want someone to fly on your back?"
"No need."
"But if you walk, it will take a long time!"
"Not urgent."
"People will be tired!"
"That's your business."
"Hmph! Ignore you!"
The man in the red dress put his hands on his hips and added: "Ignore you for a quarter of an hour!"
Before even a second had passed, he was so distressed that he started to speak again as he watched the masked man step by step.
"Brother's injury hasn't healed yet? He has fallen to the eighth realm of spiritual refining."
"It won't get better."
"I will give my brother some treatment later, and he should be able to stop his decline. At least he can return to his original state, and we can fly together!" He cheered.
"Need not."
The masked man shook his head: "Walk over like this, and when we get to the White Cave, we'll be almost ready to pick people up."
