I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

"Can you feel this too?"

Xu Xiaoshou, who was lurking underground, was surprised.

His heart was pounding immediately.

In the disappearing state, it is obviously impossible to notice everything.

But the feeling of the masked man...

"Is it an illusion?"

"No."

"uncertain."

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly remembered the time when Shou Ye caught up with him, as if he was also following Lu Ke's famous sword Qinglinji.

It's different!

At any rate, he also lifted the disappearing state that time.

Can this masked man really feel it just by feeling?

"Illusion?" The masked man on the ground murmured, then glanced at the two people beside him with unbelieving faces, and added.

Then, he turned his gaze to the direction of the explosion.

"Old Qi, the space is solved, it's time to go out."

"oh."

The first point that the storyteller doesn't care much about.

...

Lift the space?

When Xu Xiaoshou heard this, he was overjoyed immediately.

really!

My inference just now is not wrong.

This perverted man in the red dress is really an extremely cautious person.

Even the first seat of the holy slave who met him here still blocked the whole space uneasy.

That is to say, if he really took a step to escape from this place at that time, he would only kill himself!

"Snapped."

After hearing the crisp fingers snapped by the storyteller above, the void also seemed to shake.

Xu Xiaoshou's heart became active.

Just dormantly eavesdropping on such a short period of time, he was almost emptying out his elixir storehouse.

The disappearance technique consumes too much spiritual energy.

If the storyteller doesn't unravel the technique of space exile, Xu Xiaoshou may really explode himself.

In the current situation, there is only one road left.

"One step at a time..."

I drank in my heart.

But when his spirit was almost at its peak, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly restrained his impulse.

Because of this time, a casual glance.

Information Bar……

"Being watched, passive value, +1."

"Being framed, passive value, +1."

watch?

Xu Xiaoshou's first reaction was why there were still people watching him when he disappeared.

But in the next second, he was completely attracted by the second message.

"Framed..."

Xu Xiaoshou was able to forcefully suppress the steps he was about to take by almost tapping the ground with his toes.

He was dumbfounded.

Who else could be here besides the saint-slave trio?

Then, the meaning of framing is not the same as saying...

"Tat-tat-tat."

He raised his head.

The three people above paced past overhead, without any strange emotion.

But in this tacit cooperation, Xu Xiaoshou used his "perception" to take a closer look.

The slight curve of the storyteller's mouth...

Tzenchov's hand resting lightly on the small ax at his waist...

The slightly curled ring finger and little finger of the masked man...

In other words, it is to stretch out the sword finger!

"Nimma, these three people are playing me?"

Xu Xiaoshou's heart almost jumped out of his throat.

He "perceived" and explored into the distance.

The sights that come into view are all the familiar landforms of the White Cave.

Even the slightest bit of wind and grass, and the dancing of gravel, are so realistic.

But at this moment, Xu Xiaoshou was extremely determined.

I am still in the ancient book space!

One step to the sky.

God, it collapsed!

"despair."

The three people above walked directly above Xu Xiaoshou, the masked man paused, and sighed in disappointment, "I'm not taking the bait, this man."

"Oh, it's been a long time since I've seen such an ingenious concealment technique that can even be tricked by cutting Dao."

Tzenchov smiled and took out his small axe, "Who could it be?"

Only the storyteller's expression was completely stiff.

If it was a day ago,

He even dared to assert that the people lurking here must be at least at the level of Taixu, otherwise it would be impossible to deceive his brother.

but now.

In the White Grotto.

There is such a young man who has a hiding technique that even he himself cannot see through.

"Wen Ming..."

"Huh?" The masked man and Cenchov turned their heads at the same time.

"Wen Ming."

"What do you mean?" Cenchov couldn't say the rest of the sentence.

"Wen Ming!"

The storyteller increased his tone.

This time, even the masked man understood what he meant.

"You mean, you have fought against him, and he has a hiding technique that even you can't see through?"

"Gulu."

The storyteller swallowed.

It was hard for him to imagine that Xiao Wenming had eaten the bear's heart and leopard's guts or what, how he dared to come here.

but now……

"Um."

The storyteller nodded slightly, and Tzenchov's entire face changed color.

Can Wen Ming, who is innately cultivated, have such a hiding technique?

"One day's absence is like three autumns. The ancients were sincere and never deceived me."

The masked man slowly stretched out his hand, patted his palms, his eyes wandered, but he couldn't tell where Wen Ming was at all.

"Come out, don't hide."

He was silent for a while, and persuaded: "You should know, I can't hurt you, because of... various reasons."

Xu Xiaoshou clenched his fists in pain.

I know that because of Sang Lao's reason, you may not hurt me.

But that pervert...

And just in case...

And don't hurt me, why are you trying to catch me...

All of this is even more heartbreaking than hurting me!

"I, Xu Xiaoshou, can't appear in front of the three of you even if I'm dead." Xu Xiaoshou swore secretly.

brush.

At this moment, the three people above turned around in unison, casting their gazes on the ground at the same time.

Judging from the degree of dilation of the pupils, the three of them could not be staring at the ground.

Rather, where is he?

Xu Xiaoshou tensed up.

In the next second, he felt a squeezing force coming from the depths of the ground.

Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts froze.

"extrusion……"

"Disappearing technique, how can there be a squeezing feeling?"

With a difficult movement of his head, Xu Xiaoshou felt a piece of mud being pressed into the ear canal.

This real touch made him feel like he was struck by lightning.

"I……"

Take a look at the sea.

empty.

"Fuck!"

This time, Xu Xiaoshou's heart was full of tens of thousands of beasts, and his whole body almost split open on the spot.

Just such a mistaken effort, just because I forgot to take another pill...

The sea bottomed out.

Can't maintain the disappearing technique?

"Xiao, Wen, Ming—"

The corners of the storyteller's lips were almost grinning to the edge of the earlobe, and the smile became more unbridled and perverted as he called out word by word.

"hiss."

Xu Xiaoshou was silent like a cicada, and shuddered on the spot.

"Being called, passive value, +1."

"Scared, passive value, +1."

"Being watched, passive value, +4."

"I'm hasty..."

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou was full of mixed emotions, and Xu Xiaoshou simply didn't know what expression to use to express the emotions in his heart.

A smile welled up in the masked man's cloudy eyes.

He raised his fingers.

"boom!"

The ground was directly torn apart by the invisible sword intent, and a deep ditch about Zhang Xu wide was split open on the spot.

Xu Xiaoshou felt naked under three scorching gazes.

One is perverted.

One is the old man's.

The last one is a cripple...

"hiss!"

The pores all over his body exploded, and Xu Xiaoshou suddenly discovered a way to instantly orgasm without taking drugs.

He subconsciously tightened his shirt.

The clothes are still there.

But the fig leaf of the earth has disappeared under the two fingers of the masked man!

"Heh, heh heh..."

The atmosphere froze.

slightly...

No.

For Xu Xiaoshou, it was extremely embarrassing.

"You are Wen Ming?"

Cenchov looked at the man in the ground carefully with eyes like a new acquaintance, as if he was looking at a monster.

With that appearance, it seemed as if he wanted to see through and see through every pore of the young man's body under his gaze.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Fan smiled in the cloudy eyes of the masked man, and slowly loosened his ring finger and little finger, "If I remember correctly, this is our third...um, fourth meeting for you?"

Four?

Xu Xiaoshou's mind was suddenly awakened.

at this point.

Now that he is exposed, he will no longer worry about everything he worried about when he was not exposed.

and……

"Four?"

Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts turned wildly.

The first time I met the masked man was at the bank of the Big Goose Lake in Tiansang Linggong. At that time, he killed Feng Kong, and then stabbed him into the heart with Tibetan bitterness.

Well, a little bit.

The second time we met was at the back mountain, at a turn, he sent Zang Ku into the masked man's chest.

Meeting for the third time...

Can not remember!

"I, have amnesia?"

Xu Xiaoshou realized that since the passive skill "Perception" was activated, his memory is definitely the best in the world.

can now.

I don't know if it's because of nervousness or something else, but he can't remember the third meeting with the masked man at all?

Will the other party remember wrongly?

Not so.

That is to say, at a certain moment that he didn't realize, the masked man met him for the third time.

And, judging from the sentence "for you" that the other party said.

I also know the existence of the masked man!

"More than that."

Thinking of this, Xu Xiaoshou immediately shrugged his shoulders, a little stiff, but also a little relieved, and said, "Should it be the fifth time?"

The masked man frowned: "If you say five, then it must be five!"

Not the fifth time!

Xu Xiaoshou immediately understood that the masked man didn't intend to tangle with himself on this small issue.

But looking at the micro-expressions of the other party, they don't agree with their own statement at all.

That is to say, only four times.

I did have a third meeting with the masked man.

which time?

Two scenes flashed through Xu Xiaoshou's mind.

One is the uncle Sang who said goodbye to Elder Sang and was about to leave Tiansang Linggong, the uncle who met in Lingzang Pavilion.

Another time, Sanzhuxiang's killer Red Dog, and the sloppy uncle.

which one?

"Five times!" He said again decisively.

"Um."

The masked man nodded with a smile.

Xu Xiaoshou was about to collapse.

Not five times!

That is to say, only one of these two times was the real masked person?

My previous speculation was that the sloppy uncle was the first saint slave.

But the relationship between Sheng Nushou and Sang Lao brought out the sculpted man in Lingzang Pavilion who looked very similar to the sloppy uncle.

And Ruoruo only met four times.

These two people will not be the same person.

So, which one is the head of the Holy Slave?

No, it doesn't matter at all!

The important thing is...

Which one is, the Eighth Sword Immortal? !

Xu Xiaoshou seriously suspected that the one who gave him the "Guide to the Sword" was the real first saint slave and the real eighth sword fairy.

But if he is.

The fact that the person from the Lingzang Pavilion can appear in the Lingzang Pavilion shows his relationship with Sang Lao, and he looks so similar to the sloppy uncle, and they are not the same person...

how to explain?

And Ruoruo is not a masked man, nor is he the Eighth Sword Immortal.

His "Sword Viewing Code"...

And how could You Sijian attack a person he had never met before so madly...

"I'm going to explode!"

Xu Xiaoshou's temples bulged, and he was about to be fainted by himself.

Thinking about it, his eyes suddenly fixed on the masked man, and Xu Xiaoshou felt the big rocks in his heart shatter.

Stupid!

The person is right in front of you, just ask directly, isn’t that enough?

"Who are you?"

Xu Xiaoshou discarded all thoughts and got straight to the point.

The masked man didn't seem surprised at all why the other party came to ask such a sidetracked question, and only responded: "Holy slave, the first seat."

"So your surname is Sheng Nu, and your name is Chief?" Xu Xiaoshou clenched his fists, a little nervous.

This time, even the two people beside him could hear the implication of Xu Xiaoshou's words.

But something weird happened.

Storyteller and Cenqiaofu both took a half step back, and at the same time looked at the masked man expectantly.

The scene was quiet for a few breaths.

"laugh."

The masked man smiled softly, turning a blind eye to the burning gazes of the two people on one side, just staring at Xu Xiaoshou and said: "Are you sure, you want to ask my name?"

"I……"

Xu Xiaoshou almost blurted out "I'm sure".

But when the words came to his lips, he suddenly couldn't speak them again.

yes!

Is it important?

Who is the head of the holy slave, does it matter?

I don't know everything, but I can still stay away from the center of the vortex of the storm.

Knowing everything about myself now, I feel at a loss and helpless, as well as the irresistibility of external forces.

If I knew a little more, even just a little...

Could it be the straw that broke the camel's back?

In this world, some causes and effects, some mysteries, some indescribable things, and some secretive people all have their reasons.

Is it really good for me to know too much?

Xu Xiaoshou asked himself back.

"Name taboo..."

He didn't know what he was expecting.

It is the title that was deified by the world in the past.

Or, the other party will blurt out a name that he has never heard in his life?

have no idea.

But just like the moment when a coin is tossed, when I am forced to make a decision, the gears of fate have already engaged.

Do you know?

know, or not...

Is it important?

important!

But because it was too important, Xu Xiaoshou felt that he couldn't afford it.

"Hold on."

Xu Xiaoshou covered his forehead with one hand, and stretched out the other hand, stopping the other party from continuing to speak, "Let me stroke it..."

"You're scared."

The masked man was still full of smiles, "As an ancient sword cultivator, going forward bravely is the correct path that the world should pursue. Now, a title can suppress you."

"No, you are wrong."

Xu Xiaoshou categorically denied it.

"The Gu Jianxiu who went forward bravely, without exception, all fell to the ground, including..."

He paused, did not continue, and continued: "What the world thinks may not be true."

"What's more, I'm not just an ancient sword cultivator."

As Xu Xiaoshou said, he let go of his fist, and the tense muscles of his whole body also relaxed.

"I'm not interested in your title and what you holy slaves want to do now."

"Even if I was accidentally involved in it before, it was only because Mr. Sang...that is, the second in command of your holy slaves, involved me without my knowledge."

"Now!"

The more Xu Xiaoshou spoke, the more excited he became, but when he broke his mouth, his momentum weakened.

"I just have one small request..."

"No." The masked man shook his head.

"That means please let me go, I'm not worthy, I can't participate in your plan...huh?" Xu Xiaoshou bowed halfway, and seemed to hear the masked man's voice.

"cannot."

The resounding word directly crushed the young man deep in the ground until he couldn't straighten up.

The screen is quiet again.

Everything is silent, only the lonely sound of the broken world remains, as if the unbreakable divine dawn is about to come.

The masked man raised his head, looked towards the dying world of the White Cave, and said, "The world is so big, but you have come to me and stood by my side over and over again. Isn't this just fate?"

"Fate is destined, where else do you want to go?"

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PS: April 1st, Xiaoshou's first anniversary, celebrate??