Minotaur?
Are you still thinking about my cute little minotaurs?
A big python can't satisfy you old devil, can it?
Depend on!
The storyteller almost jumped in anger.
But under the pressure of the nameless aura of the second child, no matter how unwilling he was, he did not dare to show it.
"Heh, heh heh..."
"Second brother, what do you mean?" The storyteller sneered and involuntarily covered his chest with his hands.
"What do you think?"
Xu Xiaoshou felt much better once his body stopped absorbing the evil spirit.
Even "Under Attack", which keeps refreshing the screen, seems to be slowing down at this moment.
"Fission, blood rebirth, immortality..."
Xu Xiaoshou said while counting his fingers, a perverted smile gradually appeared on his face, his eyes were slightly fiery, "You know, if this can be used as medicine, I can make a furnace of unparalleled elixirs!"
"impossible!"
The storyteller was so angry that he shouted loudly: "You took a snake out of someone's hands, but you haven't investigated anything yet, and now you want to..."
"Insatiable!"
"You are so greedy!"
The man in red who was watching from a distance directly pinched the orchid finger, and the storyteller who was holding his elbows and shaking his hands wildly and jumping around was frightened.
"What a pervert..."
Xin felt that his eyes were stained.
This may require water from the Forgotten River to wash away the scene just seen.
The corners of Vigil's mouth also twitched wildly.
He has fought against the Storyteller before, and he also knows that if this guy does something like this, it will really be a nerve-wracking thing.
But the scene in front of me is simply terrible!
"damn it……"
Xu Xiaoshou felt goosebumps all over his body and almost slashed forward with his sword.
But he suppressed the discomfort in his heart, his eyes sank, and he stared at the man in the red dress without speaking.
"Well……"
The storyteller felt that he was being presumptuous for a moment.
The last time he showed his excessive nature in front of this old ghost, he almost even had the hair on his body burned off.
This time...
"No."
The storyteller curled up his fingers, turned his head away, and said with a pout, "The cow is impossible to give to you. Just give it up. This is the gift I want to give to my brother."
"You already have the gift." Xu Xiaoshou was unmoved. ,
"This is the second serving!"
The storyteller said angrily: "Aren't you allowed to give me a second gift?"
"May."
Xu Xiaoshou nodded lightly, pondered for a moment, and said: "But what about me? You called me out in such a hurry, why don't you prepare to show your kindness and give me a gift?"
His eyes narrowed.
The storyteller suddenly felt a chill running down his spine.
Is this old ghost going to settle a score?
You are sick, but I just called you out in advance, and you didn't lose anything.
A snake as an apology is not enough.
Do you still want my cow?
Xu Xiaoshou seemed to know what he was thinking, and said calmly: "The gifts come in pairs, bring them here, I will delay my experiment, and I will train you directly, do you believe it?"
"I do not believe!"
The storyteller roared in his mind.
But there was a stiff smile on his face, and he took out a palm-sized piece of space paper from his arms.
"Here, give..."
Xu Xiaoshou said nothing, narrowed his eyes with a smile, and the big black circles under his eyes were condensed, "You want me to go over and get it?"
The storyteller's face instantly turned green.
You damn old guy!
Doesn’t it stop people from moving?
I did as you told me, and now you are discussing these seniority issues with me. Are you sick?
"Oh, yes, he is indeed sick."
The storyteller suddenly woke up.
If the second child was not sick, how could he have managed to reach the point where even his elder brother had to give him good advice after so many years?
Don't dare to stay.
The storyteller handed over his hands, and a spatial vortex appeared in front of him.
Then, a whirlpool appeared in front of Xu Xiaoshou.
The space paper was presented from the vortex.
Apparently, the storyteller was so cautious that he didn't even dare to get close to him.
Xu Xiaoshou shook his head with a smile, picked up the paper with two fingers.
In the small space of the paper, there are tens of thousands of blood droplets, like red duckweed, scattered in every corner of the space.
"do you died……"
As detected by "perception", there is no trace of life fluctuations in it.
Xu Xiaoshou felt sad.
If Xin Gugu died, what would be the point of coming out this time?
What's the difference between being unable to save a friend and being indifferent to seeing his death?
"Not dead yet."
When the storyteller saw the darkening look in Lao Er's eyes, he thought that the old ghost was in a bad mood because of the ghost beast medicine and died, so he hurriedly explained.
Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyes.
The storyteller immediately added: "This is also my ancient book space. Outsiders may not be able to detect it, but with the blessing of the power of 'Yin Yang Life and Death?', others can maintain a trace of his soul and wisdom."
"Can you wake up and see what fortune brings... But if you want to make elixirs, it should be possible."
"Not dead, haha, really not dead."
Xu Xiaoshou stared at the storyteller for a long time before turning over his hand and sending the space paper into Yuan Mansion.
In fact, if possible, he really wanted to ask the storyteller to unlock the power of the space paper.
In this way, as soon as Xin Gugu enters the Yuan Mansion, he can bathe in the life energy of the life spirit seal, and he is determined not to die.
But this approach is too risky!
Not to mention whether Mr. Sang understands the power of the storyteller or whether he can understand it.
My appearance alone...
If you still need to rely on others to help you, it will be a sign of a price drop.
In order to maintain his identity and... his integrity, Xu Xiaoshou had to pretend that he knew everything.
Although at this moment, he couldn't even defeat one tenth of the storyteller.
"very good."
Xu Xiaoshou, who no longer knew what to say, or even how to exit, had to look around, nodded his head, and said the words "not painful or not."
"You have given me enough time and face. What I have to do ends here."
"leftover……"
He looked at Hongyi, then at the storyteller, and said with a smile: "You can solve your own problems. I still have a mission. Goodbye."
Take a step forward.
You should recite the "Disappearance Technique" silently in your mind.
But at this moment, a voice of condolences came from behind:
"Senior, stay."
With a final sound, the whole place was dead silent.
Everyone looked at the person at the exit.
At this time, even the storyteller felt a little depressed.
You redcoat, what is your name?
This is the Holy Slave, do you understand?
Can you afford it?
It's easy to ask God to send God, but it's hard to send God away. Finally, this damn ghost is going to run away. Why do you keep him here?
Can you beat him?
Stay and continue grabbing gifts?
"This girl is sick... If I had known, I should have dug out those eyes first!" The storyteller swore, "I'm so angry!"
Everyone in red clothes also looked back in shock, and their eyes suddenly focused on Yu Zhiwen.
Yu Zhiwen felt extremely stressed for a moment.
If she could, she wouldn't want to bear the attention of more than ten thrones and even several Dao-killing level experts at the same time.
But now, I have to say it.
Xu Xiaoshou naturally saw the existence of Yu Zhiwen.
The girl had been frowning from the beginning, as if she had seen something with her exquisite star eyes.
When Xu Xiaoshou opened his mouth again at this moment, he felt his heart was tingling.
But, ignore it?
be honest.
If he ignored it, Xu Xiaoshou would have no idea how he could leave the scene after using the "disappearance technique".
The deadlock on the battlefield was directly broken by his sudden intrusion.
At this time, no one would destroy the storyteller’s ancient book space without a suitable reason.
Even Hong Yi wouldn’t dare.
The reason why I didn't let Hong Yi take action before was because Xin Gugu's matter hadn't been settled yet.
But now I want to.
The other party really didn’t dare!
As the second eldest son of the Holy Slave, Xu Xiaoshou had no reason to undermine his own family.
Therefore, I want to get out of the ancient book space.
Unless the storyteller's brain is caught in a space crack and he detonates the ancient book space.
Otherwise, this is the only chance left.
Because Yu Zhiwen said a few more words, Shengnu Laoer was inexplicably angry, and then Shengnu Laoer got angry, forcing Hongyi to take action, a good opportunity to break the ancient book space!
Anyway, it is the most normal thing for Old Man Sang to lose his temper for no reason.
"Little girl..."
Xu Xiaoshou stopped smiling and turned his head to glance.
With a bang, the space where Hongyi was located instantly collapsed and became unstable.
Yu Zhiwen, who was hiding in the shield of the Sealing Formation, immediately groaned and even the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood even under this indiscriminate injury.
Xu Xiaoshou: "..."
So weak?
right.
Forgetting that besides himself, Yu Zhiwen should be the only second "innate strong person" left here.
"Zhiwen!"
Lan Ling flew to Yu Zhiwen's side, supported him with one hand, and passed on the gentle spirit.
She lowered her eyebrows and didn't even have time to glare at the elder saint slave who bullied the younger ones. She just kept making gestures with her eyes, trying to understand Yu Zhiwen's reason for keeping this old guy.
"It's okay, he has already kept his hand."
Yu Zhiwen felt the oppressive force of this familiar momentum, as if he had seen the scene when Xu Xiaoshou suppressed the entire audience when the Dao Wen Chu Stone was born.
Thinking back again to the same familiar scorching heat...
I sighed in my heart.
I vaguely understood something.
"I dare to ask, senior, do you have an apprentice named Xu Xiaoshou?"
Yu Zhiwen expressed his doubts.
His eyes have always stayed on Yousi Sword.
After this statement was finalized, Xu Xiaoshou did not wait for a reaction.
The vigilante and the storyteller all trembled.
"Xu Xiaoshou?"
The storyteller raised his eyebrows.
This name shouldn't be that of the female apprentice I just met, right?
Why, does it still feel vaguely familiar?
After thinking for a moment, the storyteller's pupils suddenly shrank.
He has heard of this name!
When the previous incarnation fought against Vigil, the little brother who finally ran out from the ancient book space with the sealed ghost beast...
He is Lao Er's apprentice?
At this time, the storyteller looked at the old man Xiang Li and started to have fun.
devil!
You have such a handsome apprentice and you don't tell anyone?
If they can't beat you, they can only let you do whatever you want...
Okay, you will die, and others will wait for you!
"Xu Xiaoshou..."
"whee."
He suddenly covered his red lips, as if he had thought of something funny, and was secretly amused.
…
"Xu Xiaoshou?"
"No, it can't be..."
"Which Xu Xiaoshou?"
"That Xu Xiaoshou?!"
The sound transmission from inside the red clothes seemed a little noisy for a moment.
Lan Ling looked back at Vigil in disbelief, as if to confirm something.
"How do I know..."
Vigil was also confused.
Xu Xiaoshou is the second disciple of Saint Slave?
Even though I had previously felt the anxious power of the person in front of me similar to Xu Xiaoshou.
But due to subjective consciousness, Vigil never thought about this aspect at all.
According to the private information searched by Hongyi, shouldn't Xu Xiaoshou be suspected to be the vice-president of Tiansang Ling Palace and the secret disciple of Mr. Sang?
etc!
Mr. Sang?
Vigil was suddenly startled and broke out in a cold sweat.
Mr. Sang seems to be the vice president of the Alchemist Association.
Elder Sang seemed to have been the first dean of the Tiansang Ling Palace who burned half of Izuyun Peak.
Mr. Sang...
Is it the second son of the Holy Slave?
My heart suddenly tightened, and the vigil was extremely frightening.
Even if he has never dealt with this so-called vice president of Tiansang Ling Palace.
But I have also heard a lot of legends about that man.
Now.
All of a sudden.
The appearance of Xu Xiaoshou tied everything together?
"Understood!"
"I finally understand!"
At this time, Vigil suddenly had some understanding.
Why can the small Tiansang County and the small Tiansang Ling Palace cultivate such outstanding talents as Xu Xiaoshou?
If there is a saint slave who takes action in secret, with all the efforts to cultivate him, let alone the achievements he has achieved now.
It is possible for Xu Xiaoshou's strength to double again!
And why Xu Xiaoshou always refused to accept his big offers before.
It seemed that at this moment, everything was completely explained.
"Red clothes, holy slave..."
"Can you not refuse him?" Shouye smiled bitterly.
Lan Ling also realized something.
When he and Vigil looked at each other, each knew what the other was thinking.
When Xu Xiaoshou was put on the red blacklist during the vigil, Lan Ling didn't know why.
But now, each of those things are thrown into the corner of memory, and things that seem impossible to be related are all connected in series.
No one can stay calm.
Even Xin, who had always been confused, realized something now.
"Sister Zhiwen, what you said is true?"
Yu Zhiwen said nothing, and stared straight at the old man Cao Li in the distance with his beautiful star eyes.
real?
To tell the truth, Yu Zhiwen himself didn't believe it.
But if it is Xu Xiaoshou...
Everything is possible!
Even at this moment, in her heart, she had a bigger suspicion.
The original seed of Jinzhao, the power of frozen calamity, the original sword thought from the Eighth Sword Immortal, plus the vast momentum...
Even if they are master and disciple, from the same origin, is it possible for them to be so similar?
Although the old man Caoli never showed his sword intention from the beginning to the end, it seemed that everything was struggling with the four swords.
However, if he is Xu Xiaoshou...
Everything can be explained.
"No! Impossible!"
Yu Zhiwen was frightened by his guess.
If the person in front of him was really Xu Xiaoshou, it would be simply shocking.
Reprimanding the storyteller, shaking red clothes with a glance, turning hands to attract ghosts and beasts...
Xu Xiaoshou, given ten courages, he would not dare to commit suicide like this!
Although they didn't get along for long, Yu Zhiwen knew it.
Xu Xiaoshou's level of cherishing his life was even comparable to that of everyone present... gathered together!
"disciple?"
The "Second Saint Slave" in the void twitched the corners of his scary mouth and smiled inexplicably.
His expression also began to become gloomy and strange.
"I do have a disciple, but it's not the Xu Xiaoshou you little girl mentioned."
"he is……"
Xu Xiaoshou subconsciously wanted to move Zhou Tianshen out and take the blame, but then he thought about it.
Hongyi didn't know Zhou Tiancan among those present, but Yu Zhiwen had seen him before.
Zhang Xinxiong?
No.
Zhang Taiying is associated with ghosts and beasts, so Hongyi must have investigated the affairs of the Zhang family.
Pushing forward, who else can move out?
Zhang Xinxiong...yes, this guy seems to be the cousin of a certain guy?
Xu Xiaoshou thought about this, and finally the name of the first enemy from the outer courtyard of Tiansang Ling Palace appeared in his mind that he had almost forgotten and that everyone present would never recognize.
"Um……"
Xu Xiaoshou put his hands behind his back and raised his chin, "His name is Wen Ming."
