Crazy?
Xu Xiaoshou was a little dizzy when he heard that it was one of the six first titles.
When he was observing outside the trade fair before, he had never sensed that there were so many powerful people!
These people are hiding too well.
And similarly, by comparing the battle at Bai Cao Gou Wuyue last time, he could simply understand how powerful the troops deployed in the Holy Temple this time were.
"Why are there so many people here?" Xu Xiaoshou asked in a low voice.
"Because Rao Yaoyao!"
The storyteller understood Xu Xiaoshou’s thoughts very well and explained:
"At that time in the White Cave, Gou Wuyue was still only half a member of the Holy Temple. When he goes to fight, the Holy Temple has a testing heart. The combat power allocated to him will not exceed the quota."
"But Rao Yaoyao is different...your partner Xuan Wuji said that if Rao Yaoyao leads the team this time, the combat power ration will definitely be the maximum."
"Why?" Xu Xiaoshou was puzzled.
He understood that Rao Yaoyao was also one of the Seven Sword Immortals.
But there is no reason to treat them so differently!
The storyteller said solemnly: "Rao Yaoyao is a sword fairy trained by the Holy Temple itself. Of course, more importantly, her surname is Rao..."
"Rao?"
Xu Xiaoshou frowned.
What does this have to do with surnames?
Inexplicably, a character flashed into his mind, Rao Yinyin.
It's not like he, Xu Xiaoshou, has never seen anyone with the surname Rao. There is a senior sister from the inner courtyard in Tiansang Ling Palace.
In addition, if the entire continent is put together, there must be hundreds of geniuses with the surname Rao, right?
Are these all from the same family?
Semi-saint family?
That’s why the Holy Temple is so cautious?
Not that...Xu Xiaoshou rejected this idea.
Because if you want to think so.
His surname is Xu, and he probably has some connection with one of the real Xu family members in the five regions of the mainland.
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 topic and said: "Xu Xiaoshou, there is an abandoned Cao's blacksmith shop on Guxun Road, Fenghuang Street, Zhongcheng District. You go in and remove the bellows on the right side of the table in the middle. There is a teleportation array. Use the Holy With the slave's token, you can enter the secret basement through the teleportation array. There is another teleportation array in the basement that can send you to your brother..."
"What do you mean?" Xu Xiaoshou narrowed his eyes and interrupted.
The storyteller was anxious: "Go there! Don't go to the trade fair anymore. If Rao Yaoyao leads the team, there may be more than two six-part first seats here. The top priority is to hide!"
Xu Xiaoshou even heard a hint of determination when he said this.
The tall figure of the War Headquarters at the end of the long street, the sense of oppression brought by this moment has become so sufficient.
Xu Xiaoshou had not had such an obvious feeling before when he met Wang Dachui, the leader of the body, and the sloppy uncle voluntarily broke up.
Because he knows that the uncle is very strong.
But……
The storyteller reached the pinnacle of the Tao, even though he was able to survive the nine-death thunder disaster.
The war headquarters seat not far away is Taixu!
Moreover, this kind of character from the previous era.
It’s not like he only broke through Taixu now, right?
——It must be that the old brand is too weak.
How can you beat the storyteller?
"how?"
At this time, a chuckle sounded from the end of the long street: "Have you two decided whether to play one-on-one or together? I, I, have been waiting for a long time."
"Boom——"
At the right time, a loud thunderous roar exploded in the blue sky on the rainy night, and the silver electric snakes split into pieces and instantly filled the entire void, lighting up the night for a split second.
Everything falls back into darkness.
Xu Xiaoshou's heart contracted suddenly, and then the pounding accelerated.
He had never felt such a strong sense of tension even after using the Holy Slave.
Perhaps, this is the reason why even though there are eight masters as the leader of the saint slaves, and many Taixu and Zhandao as the nine saint slaves, the entire saint slave organization still needs to hide in the dark and avoid the light of the holy temple.
"Can you survive?" Xu Xiaoshou suddenly asked.
He smiled when he saw the storyteller suddenly look relieved, and then said seriously: "The kind that tells the truth."
The storyteller's pretty face smiled for a moment, then calmed down, and responded solemnly: "Maybe."
Maybe……
Xu Xiaoshou felt depressed and asked again: "Where are Cen Qiaofu and the other people from the Nine Saint Slaves? Do the Eight Masters not value you so much that they send you out like this?"
The storyteller couldn't laugh or cry: "Do you think that I am a little too weak? Back in the Central Region, Gou Wuyue couldn't defeat him. Do you think Teng Shanhai is stronger than Gou Wuyue?"
But Xu Xiaoshou already understood something: "Gou Wuyue is an outsider and has no helpers."
The storyteller said: "Cen Qiaofu is still recovering from his injuries and is trying not to take action. However, Haitang'er and the others are still in the royal city. They have probably arrived at the trade fair now, so you don't have to worry about that side and go back first."
Xu Xiaoshou: "..."
This topic change is a bit too blunt!
But he didn't say much.
Because at this time, Teng Shanhai had already taken steps, one step at a time, walking across the long street.
Banging noise.
Teng Shanhai, who was covered in Cang Shen Armor, looked like a violent giant beast starting its foraging action.
"Walk!"
The storyteller pushed Xu Xiaoshou away and said, "Disappear. Never show up."
Xu Xiaoshou took a few steps back and gritted his teeth.
He knew that if he stayed here, he would still be just a burden.
"Survive!"
After saying the last words, Xu Xiaoshou disappeared and left.
Too weak...
there is no time……
No time to grow...
Xu Xiaoshou once again felt that time was so insufficient.
Even though his cultivation speed is very fast, as fast as flying.
He even felt that except for the abnormal growth rate of the three-breath innates and three-year sword immortals such as Ba Zunzhen, there were not many people on the mainland who could rival him.
But this is still too slow.
But there's nothing we can do about it.
How easy is it to stand up to the great figures of a previous era with just a young man?
On the long street.
As soon as the Tengshan Sea boundary opens, the world of storytellers and ancient books confronts each other.
The two of them had a tacit understanding and disappeared beyond the limit of Xu Xiaoshou's "perception".
The battle between Zhan Dao and Taixu can only take place in the realm.
Once it breaks out in the royal city, it will be a disaster for all life and the common people.
"Storyteller?"
Teng Shanhai had one eye and stared at the famous man in red dress in front of him.
He looked around and then looked behind him: "That person just now is Xu Xiaoshou, right?"
"Otherwise," the storyteller shook his head, "his name is Wen Ming."
"laugh!"
Teng Shanhai sneered: "I have long heard that Saint Slave Xu Xiao was gifted by an evildoer and had innate cultivation skills that allowed him to juggle the throne and the Dao of Zhan. Now that I see him, he is just a man who just ran away from the battle. Isn't that good?"
The storyteller sneered: "You are so vain and you still want to bully the juniors?"
"That's true..." Teng Shanhai shrugged, his Cang Shen armor clanging, and he changed the topic, "But, do you really think that the person who can enter the Dharma Eyes of the Sixth Division is the one who can let me go, and he can Leave safely?"
The storyteller narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"
"Hahaha!"
Teng Shanhai laughed loudly: "Ning Honghong? Really! I have checked you, and you should be called this name. If you don't want to be a good earthly storyteller, singer, and dramatist, why do you have to wade into the muddy waters of a saint slave?"
The storyteller's thoughts are not on this at all.
Teng Shanhai's words made him realize the horror, and he asked: "Liubu, how many people came this time?"
"Not many, just four."
Teng Shanhai actually answered, as if he was stating the reality of the world to a corpse, "In addition to Wang Dachui and I you saw, there are also Ye Xiao and Yi Na."
The storyteller's pupils shrank.
At this time, he immediately shattered the ancient book space and returned to the outside world, shouting loudly: "Xu Xiaoshou, come back!!!"
"late."
Teng Shanhai took advantage of the situation and spread the boundary, covering the entire space smoothly, completely winning the geographical advantage.
When he tilted his head, his bones crackled.
Then he clenched his fists and collided with each other. With a bang, a wave of air exploded from the fist hole and pushed the entire void space.
"bring it on!"
"Let me see how you, the storyteller, escaped from Gou Wuyue's hands."
"Or maybe Gou Wuyue has really been slacking off while performing tasks for so many years!"
…
the other side.
Xu Xiaoshou, who was running so fast that he couldn't hear the storyteller's call, felt as if his brain was turning to mush as he ran wildly.
"Phoenix Street, which way is it? Also, Cao's Blacksmith Shop?"
He obviously has a good memory, but now he can't remember anything.
Too much!
There are too many things in my mind!
The trade fair site, the uncle’s place, the storyteller’s place, the Eight Masters’ place…
Tonight is simply the moment when the overall situation of the royal city is unveiled. There are all kinds of exciting things, which makes people panic. If you are not careful, you will miss the move.
If you miss a step, the chariots, horses and artillery will attack them head-on, and you will definitely end up dead.
"Phoenix Street, Xun Gu Road...yes, Xun Gu Road!"
"No, it seems to be Guxun Road..."
Xu Xiaoshou suddenly remembered.
But regardless of "ancient times" or "ancient times", he remembered this place and immediately wanted to go there.
But then, the image of Xuan Wuji asking for help from the air appeared in his mind.
For Demomo to be able to use the air-to-air rescue signal like this, one can imagine how chaotic the trade fair scene was.
"Little junior sister..."
Xu Xiaoshou was anxious.
Elder Sang is gone, and Junior Sister cannot die!
He immediately turned around and wanted to fly towards the trade fair site.
But the words of the book appear in the mind again.
Haitang'er has already passed, so what's the point of him going this time?
It would be better to find the teleportation array directly and go to Ba Zunzhen's side for safety.
But, is this really good?
Everyone is fighting, I am hiding...
Xu Xiaoshou suddenly remembered another person.
Yes!
He still has someone he could use!
"Mr. Si Ren..."
For example, tonight's situation in the Holy Temple is led by Rao Yaoyao from the Seven Swordsmen.
The only one who can resist her is probably Mei Si, who also has the title of Seven Swordsmen!
unfortunately.
The Meisi people should still be sitting on the first floor of the sky.
"Ask him to come out!"
Xu Xiaoshou made a prompt decision and wanted to return to the first floor of the sky.
But at this time...
"Crack!"
A crisp sound disturbed Xu Xiaoshou's various thoughts.
Escaped from the nightmare of inner demons, the sound of raindrops falling from the sky to the ground returned to my ears, and the sound of the cold wind howling on a rainy night also appeared again.
Not far away, there was the sound of a little girl crying.
Xu Xiaoshou knew that he was anxious.
He finally realized that he was still just a young man with too little experience.
No matter how smart you are, you can't compare to those old foxes.
Once you get into trouble, it is tantamount to self-destruction.
The enemy's multiple predicaments, I'm afraid, what he wants is the effect of being possessed by him at this time!
"Whoaaah——"
The crying in his ears became louder, and Xu Xiaoshou turned to look away.
It was a little girl bathing in the heavy rain in the street, kneeling in the puddles, wailing at the candied haws that was mostly unlicked in the dirty water.
"Whose child is so naughty?"
Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.
Staying awake most of the night, letting such a little girl run out onto the deserted street...
Aren't you afraid of being abducted?
"Being bewitched, passive value, +1."
Xu Xiaoshou had suffered the loss of Yu Lingdi last time and had always kept an eye on the information column.
When the information bar refreshed again, his attention was immediately drawn.
But at this time.
The little girl with a high ponytail in the puddle suddenly stopped crying, grabbed the candied haws in the sewage, and put it straight into her mouth.
"Neuropathy?"
Xu Xiaoshou immediately rushed away, "You can't eat this!"
Brush it.
He moved his hand forward, but the shot came up empty.
At this time, Xu Xiaoshou was still in a state of disappearance, and even if he wanted to destroy the candied haws, there was nothing he could do.
He staggered, and his body even penetrated the little girl.
Then he looked back at the little girl who had taken a bite of the candied haws in the dirty water. She was holding her throat and starting to retching.
Obviously, the taste is not pleasant.
"Being bewitched, passive value, +1."
The information bar jumped again.
Xu Xiaoshou turned his attention and realized something was wrong.
But at this time, the little girl was suddenly grabbed by the candied haws. She coughed and rolled her eyes, and was beaten wildly, but she couldn't vomit out the foreign object.
"idiot!"
Xu Xiaoshou stretched out his hand.
He felt that his thoughts were somewhat out of his control.
At this time, there were two thoughts coexisting in his mind:
One wants to retreat and stay out of the situation.
But the other one is scorning the despicability and evilness of this idea. It is absolutely impossible for a kind person to have even the slightest idea.
In the end, good triumphed over evil.
Xu Xiaoshou took a chance, and at the speed of light, the two fingers disappeared and helped the trapped little girl pull out the candied haws.
"Wow wow wow——"
The little girl was moved to tears when she got out of trouble, but she was still crying.
Her two small hands quickly hugged the finger that appeared out of thin air in front of her.
At this time, her speed was actually slowing down.
Because Xu Xiaoshou pulled out the candied haws and immediately reactivated the disappearing technique.
But the little girl still temporarily stopped crying in the electric light, and her little hand grabbed the index finger of Xu Xiaoshou that disappeared slowly.
"Uuuuu, big brother, my candied haws on a stick is gone..."
In the heavy rain, the little girl raised her head. Her big eyes were filled with rainwater and tears. Her eyelashes were wet and stuck to her eyeballs and eyelids, making her eyelids flicker and keep blinking.
Her cheeks that were red from crying, her nose that was twitching, and her small mouth that was curled up in a curl, combined with her big eyes that were dripping with tears, made me feel pity for her.
The moment Xu Xiaoshou was caught on his index finger, he felt a chill running through his body.
The next second, he forgot about this, forgot about the information column, and involuntarily came into contact with the disappearing technique.
"Okay, brother will buy you a new candied haws, don't cry..." Xu Xiaoshou's eyes became dull, he knelt down and gently stroked the little girl's head.
The little girl is still crying: "Woo, where can I buy it? There is no place to buy it!"
"There is a place that sells it..."
Xu Xiaoshou held the little girl's clinging hand with one finger, stood up in the heavy rain, looked in the direction of the trade fair, and said with a dull expression:
"Look at that!"
"There is a big sister named Rao. She sells candied haws. We can just go find her. Don't cry~"
