A drop of sweat seeped out from Xu Xiaoshou's forehead.
The next second.
"In tears (Lorelei), I have met Senior Wuxiu and thanked Senior for saving his life in the past!"
Sweat instantly ran across the grooved forehead, swirled half a circle from the eye sockets, and then slid down and dripped from the side of the high cheekbones.
Xu Xiaoshou's entire face turned pale.
Tears, Lorelei...
Isn't this the person from the "Saint Slave"?
Even if these two people don't reveal their identities.
With just the sentence "boy from the Lei family, Luo Yatou", Xu Xiaoshou completely understood everything.
At that time in Tiansang Ling Palace, Ye Xiaotian used his strength to break the spell and dealt the final blow to Lei Shuangxing and Lorelei who were trying to teleport away from the space.
When the space collapsed, these two masters alone had only a slight chance of escaping from the space debris, even if they had the means to save their lives.
After escaping, there is more possibility of getting lost.
But these two people still appeared in the Eighth Palace unscathed in the end...
"Sang Lao, saved them?"
Xu Xiaoshou's throat was dry and the corners of his lips were bitter.
yes!
Isn't this obvious?
Such a big thing happened in Tiansang Ling Palace, but Mr. Sang didn't show up in the back mountain until the last moment.
So, did he wait until that time to notice the movement in the Spiritual Palace?
impossible!
Those powerful people cannot escape the slightest disturbance, so how can they be indifferent to the tragic situation in the spiritual palace?
The most perfect explanation...
On one side were the disciples of the Spiritual Palace. As the vice-president, he wanted to help.
But on the other side, there is the "Saint Slave"!
The palms and backs of the hands are all flesh.
Even beings like Sang Laona might not know what action to take at the first time.
And when one of the parties faced a critical moment of death, he finally couldn't wait any longer.
Rescue the "Holy Slave", thereby delaying the rescue of the Ling Palace people and others, so he rushed back at the last moment and went to the back mountain?
Xu Xiaoshou clutched the straw hat tightly.
He couldn't believe it, and couldn't believe that the truth of all this was really like this!
"Sang Lao, are you the 'Saint Slave'?"
despair.
Xu Xiaoshou supported the side pit wall with his elbows and changed into a "comfortable" posture, perfectly eliminating his half-step stagger.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
Muzi Xi’s words stopped.
Looking up from her angle, she could just detect half of her pale, paper-like face under the straw hat.
What's going on?
What are they talking about? I really want to hear it!
What's wrong... Xu Xiaoshou laughed heartily and forced himself to raise his head, letting his once again rosy face fall to a place where he could feel it.
Your senior brother and I have lost our minds! ! !
Holy slave...
Your master is a member of the "Saint Slaves", you idiot, do you dare to believe it?
I dare not even think in this direction!
But the fact was just revealed.
Who can withstand this!
Oh my god, please kill me, Xu Xiaoshou, and celebrate your master’s acting skills?
This time, I, Xu Xiaoshou, am willing to call your master the strongest!
none of them!
Xu Xiaoshou restrained his trembling hands, slowly stretched out his hands, and gently patted his junior sister on the head with a kind look on his face.
"Yes, you said it very well, I listened to it."
Mu Zixi:? ? ?
Xu Xiaoshou, what’s wrong with you!
She blinked her big eyes and bowed, "Thank you Master for the compliment."
"Cursed, passive value, +1."
Secret skill: Chill your brain!
Xu Xiaoshou used the "power of freezing" to calm down his mind.
His strength was perfectly restrained, and he didn't dare to let out any breath at all.
If Mr. Sang is a "saint slave", then everything can be explained.
The masked man attacked Tiansang Ling Palace at night for the first time. Xiao Qixiu was defeated with a sword, Ye Xiaotian had his arm cut off, and the nine elders of the Ling Palace were almost hanged to death by sword energy.
As for Mr. Sang, he dismissed the leader of the "Saint Slave" with just a few words...
The masked man attacked Tiansang Ling Palace for the second time, and the famous sword "Tomb Name City Snow" was taken away, and he even brought an old woodcutter with a level of swordsman.
Everyone in the Ling Palace, even the one with the ax, couldn't resist.
Sang Lao used several magical skills and a few words to force the masked man back again...
is it possible?
This is impossible!
If the two didn't have an extremely close relationship, how could the old man be so powerful?
I should have thought of it a long time ago... Xu Xiaoshou felt weak.
He could tell that Sang Lao and the leader of the "Saint Slave" had some friendship.
But like others, he would never think of it.
This friendship, to put it bluntly, they are actually accomplices!
As both "holy slaves", why did Sang Lao try to protect the spiritual palace when masked men attacked the spiritual palace?
Xu Xiaoshou was confused.
At this time, he was no longer able to speculate on the inside story.
"His grandma is a bitch, and you are a dead old man. You want to trick me, Xu Xiaoshou, to death before you give up, right?"
Xu Xiaoshou cursed all this secretly in his heart, but on the outside he looked amiable.
"Keep talking, keep analyzing."
"Tell me everything you know and can guess!"
"Oh." Muzi nodded, "Bala, bala..."
"Yes, senior!"
The voice of tears was more solemn.
The storyteller dared to joke, but he didn't.
His impression of the second-in-command of the "Saint Slave" whom he had never met before was still stuck in the series of legends.
The Central Territory Branch was discovered, and Senior Wuxiu fought against them all on his own.
Before any support could arrive, he single-handedly shut out everyone in the Holy Temple, giving the new blood a way to escape.
Even when he was besieged by powerful men, he was able to severely injure Wuyue Sword Immortal, one of the Seven Sword Immortals, and find a way out of a certain death situation and escape to the Eastern Region.
Now, the Moonless Sword Immortal has only visited the Eastern Region.
Senior Wuxiu, who had not recovered from his serious injury, dared to attack the white-clothed men alone again.
And the result...
After arriving in Qinglong County, only less than half of the old, weak, sick and disabled people were left.
It can be said.
Senior Wuxiu's actions laid a good foundation for the "Saint Slave" to break through the white cave in the future.
How could such a madman and such achievements be imagined by his tears?
He solemnly said: "There are not many people in Lijian Grassland who have the opportunity to obtain the 'You Four Swords'."
"First of all, it's this guy."
Following the tearful words, a certain place in Xu Xiaoshou's spiritual thoughts was magnified.
There was the location of Lan Xinzi and the man with the magic pattern.
Not surprisingly, this should be the ability of the messenger.
"This man's name is He Yuxing. He has a 'Sacrificial Sculpture' in his hand, and he has also realized a hint of the sword intention of the Eighth Sword Immortal."
"If nothing unexpected happens, there is a high probability that 'You Si Jian' will recognize him in the end."
"I also have a piece of sacrificial sculpture in my hand, but unfortunately, I didn't realize anything."
There was regret in the tearful voice.
Xu Xiaoshou also looked away from the focus and nodded slightly.
It doesn't differ much from my own speculation.
"Continue." He said to Mu Zixi.
"good."
Tears sorted things out and continued: "The second one...Yu Zhiwen."
The image of Hongyi appeared vaguely, among which Yu Zhiwen, who was at the head, was particularly conspicuous.
Obviously, when they arrived at Hongyi's place, the messenger did not dare to mess around, so the picture transmitted was not very clear.
"The 'Pearl Star Pupil' has extremely terrifying power of heaven. With this power, it is enough to cause many accidents."
"In addition, this is the niece of the Taoist Palace Master and the direct descendant of Dao Xuanji. If she can come here, she must have some unknown trump card in her hand."
Xu Xiaoshou sighed in his heart.
Yes, the Black Sword Scabbard is in her hand.
At that time, Yu Zhiwen's words were vaguely audible. She was 90% sure about "there are four swords".
"this……"
A dull little monk appeared on the screen again, sticking his butt out and staring nervously at the "Four Swords" flying in the void.
"This is a disciple of 'The Buddha of Resentment'. You also know that Buddha of Resentment was also a close friend of the Eighth Sword Immortal during his lifetime."
"With this relationship, if he casually takes out some tokens of the Eighth Sword Immortal, it may resonate with the 'You Four Swords'."
"Moreover, one of the Eighth Sword Immortal's swords in the past - the Great Sword of Tears of Compassion, was given by the 'Resentful Buddha'."
"Now the famous sword is lost and its whereabouts are unknown. It is very likely that it belongs to this young monk."
Famous sword, great sorrow and tears without sword?
Xu Xiaoshou frowned.
Is this little monk hiding something from him?
Doesn't he only have the "Prison Sky Magic Wand" and the "Buddha-Slaying Knife"?
Didn’t he also get these two divine objects?
Why, there is still a famous sword hidden?
Good guy!
"The next one...no, the next three."
The scene flashed, and the familiar Three Musketeers appeared.
The three of them sat in separate courts, forming a triangle, silently.
But something seemed to be brewing, and the aura on his body became more and more terrifying as time went by.
"This is the man from the Sword Tomb. He brought two famous swords here. You can imagine his strength."
"But that's not the main thing. What I'm afraid of is that they have the tokens of Sword Immortal Wen Ting on them."
"No matter what happens, as long as they bring a hint of the sword intention of the Broken Sword 'Qingju', I'm afraid 'You Four Swords' will go directly with them."
Seven Swordsmen, Wen Ting?
Xu Xiaoshou was shocked.
He thought of the story told by Yu Zhiwen in Yuan Mansion.
Isn't this the transcendent existence whose light was concealed by the Eighth Sword Immortal for his entire life, and was only discovered by the world after the other person's death?
Damn it, are these three swordsman brothers from Wen Ting and Wen Jianxian?
Damn, I didn’t think so before, but now it seems like they all have a big background!
"Also, the people from 'Xu Yue Gray Palace'..." Tears continued.
The screen flickered, and Xin Gugu's shadow appeared.
"This is a reckless man. I have fought with him. He is very strong."
"Even if he doesn't transform into a ghost beast, he still has terrifying fighting power, but he is indeed a simple-minded person with well-developed limbs."
"He is not the person in charge of 'Xu Yue Gray Palace', that's for sure."
"But I haven't found anyone else. The only thing I need to be wary of is... this force that is a pure body of ghost beasts. It is the most likely to cause accidents. We have to be careful!"
"The last one..."
"Well, there's more?" The messenger's confused voice appeared, "I don't know where it is."
"there."
The picture faded, and a bunch of young faces appeared.
Xu Xiaoshou's pupils shrank.
People from Tiansang Ling Palace?
"These little brats?"
The messenger's voice sounded suspicious, "What can they have?"
"Others don't need to look. Seniors can focus on the person in charge." Tears Shuangxing said.
"Dangdou...this?"
The picture was fixed, and it was fixed on Rao Yinyin.
Xu Xiaoshou himself was confused.
What else is special about this senior sister from the inner courtyard?
The scenes of his contact with this girl flashed through frame by frame, but after recalling it, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't find anything special about her.
The tone of the tears was extremely cautious: "Her last name is 'Rao'!"
"Rao?"
"……hiss!"
The messenger only repeated one sentence, then seemed to think of something, and then the screen trembled, obviously he was shocked.
"Rao?"
Xu Xiaoshou also muttered in his heart.
Just one last name, is there anything special about it?
"Yes, my surname is Rao."
Tears Shuangxing did not explain too much, "A great chaos is about to break out. Seniors can kill everyone, but this person cannot be killed. Just pay attention to this."
"I'm throwing it!" Now it was Xu Xiaoshou's turn to be frightened.
Just because of a surname, Rao Yinyin cannot be killed?
Your surname is Rao?
Are you going to spare her?
What the hell is this? 1
You're a blind man, you have no eyes, can't you speak more fluently, and shake it all out?
What's the point of beating around the bush and hiding the truth?
I, the second son of the "Saint Slave", still don't know anything!
But what can Xu Xiaoshou do?
There is nothing he can do!
I wanted to follow the messenger and respond with a tone of surprise.
But then I thought about it.
Rao Yinyin is from the Spiritual Palace. As the deputy dean of the Spiritual Palace, he must know something.
This little detail can never go wrong.
"Um."
He nodded calmly, as if Mu Zixi had spoken well in front of the affirmation.
"Senior Wu Xiu, Senior Storyteller, that's all I've learned before and after I entered the White Cave. The rest is up to you," said the last words in tears, and then fell silent.
Senior storyteller...
Xu Xiaoshou sighed feebly.
He did roughly guess the identity of the messenger.
But after the sentence of tears fell, the truth finally emerged.
Storyteller, the seventh in command of the "Saint Slave".
He was there too!
That is to say, Vigil was not able to capture him at all near the Sun Spirit Fusion Lake that day.
And it was indeed intentional that he was frozen in the ice.
So, the ghost beast this guy mentioned before...
"The Gray Mist Man has been captured by him?"
Xu Xiaoshou didn't have time to marvel, and "Perception" immediately scanned it for a week.
No vigil!
Among the red-coated team, there is no one named Vigil.
"he died?"
His heart tightened, and Xu Xiaoshou suddenly felt sad.
Vigil, you died miserably...
Although in the end everyone turned into a confrontational situation.
But I have never forgotten the special care you gave me, Xu Xiaoshou, and the gift of the sword!
That’s all.
There is no resurrection after death, so go on well...
If I have the chance, I, Xu Xiaoshou, will definitely burn incense for you.
No.
Three sticks!
"Senior Wuxi."
Lorelei's voice suddenly appeared.
"Although the White Cave is about to break through, I also know that you are not afraid of Gou Wuyue."
"But now everything still has to wait until the first one comes out of the crack in the 'Void Island'. Then we can break through the boundary. After all, everyone is not very clear about the current situation outside."
"I don't know why you can't transmit the message, but..."
Xu Xiaoshou's heart skipped a beat.
This woman...
Lorelei said: "If there are any restrictions, why don't we come together to sit in the ancient book space of the senior storyteller and ask him to help remove the marks or something?"
"Being invited, passive value, +1."
"Under suspicion, passive value, +1."
