I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

East Heavenly King City, Midtown.

On the first floor of the sky, Xu Shao's team out of the street today is really spectacular!

There were really only a few people in the beginning.

But after the news came, outsiders learned that Xu Shao was out on the street, the first few people walked, and then followed a long line of people.

Some served tea, some poured water, some carried wine, and some held a large fruit plate...

Obviously these are not the people on the first floor in the sky, but they are still arrogant, trying to make Xu Shao fancy themselves so that they can get the position on the first floor in the sky.

But today's "Xu Shao" is not yesterday's Xu Shao after all.

For such a highly anticipated scene, not only can't enjoy it, but it's also shocking.

Xu Xiaoji was terrified!

He didn't expect Big Demon King Xu to go out... just out of the street, and then he could spontaneously form such a long queue!

What kind of terrifying influence is this?

But under Xin Gugu's urging, he couldn't drive people away directly, so he could only agree with him with a stiff smile, while mentally hoping when the big devil would come back, so that he could end his grueling trip out of the street.

The imperial guards of the City Lord's Mansion came several times.

But after chasing several groups of people, they found that this approach was ineffective. They could only separate out the small centaur at the end to maintain the order of Xu Shao's parade in the street, and strictly control the number of people in the rear to prevent traffic from being affected.

"You've been suspended!" Mu Zixi was a little disappointed after swimming all the way through the Zhongcheng District and then came out of Tianluo Field. He looked at Xu Xiaoji and said, "Why are you suspended? Kill the Quartet!"

"..."

Xu Xiaoji trembled when he heard it.

How could he be able to let Mu Zixi and Xin Gugu, the black and white impermanence of the real big devil's subordinates, come to protect him one day?

Along the way, apart from staring coldly and humbly apologizing from Transsion after the staring, in fact, strictly speaking, Xu Xiaoji seldom spoke.

——He was so vain that he was speechless, so he could only be the taciturn Xu Shao who cherished words like gold!

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Mu Zixi could only go back and back out of boredom.

She hangs at the back of the line, joking with the crowd carrying wine and fruit plates, thinking that Xu Xiaoji is really boring, not as interesting as her senior brother, like a real lump.

Holding a big peeled orange and stuffing it in his mouth, Mu Zixi walked around as if no one was there, but he didn't focus on the flattery of the crowd, but was a little strange.

Today is sunny and sunny.

Why is there still a gloomy feeling that someone is peeping from behind?

"Xin Xiaoku," Mu Zixi jumped to Xin Gugu's side, and said via voice transmission, "I suspect that someone wants to kill me."

Xin Gugu: "..."

He was speechless.

Today has been no less than five times, he has heard Mu Zixi's words like this.

When hearing it for the first time, Xin Gugu was still very vigilant, patrolling back and forth between the rear team and the surrounding crowd, wanting to see where the assassin was.

But along the way, not only did he not notice the slightest danger, even when such information was disclosed to Mo Mo, Mo Mo shook his head and denied it, saying that he hadn't sensed anything abnormal.

If Xu Xiaoshou is here, maybe he can ask for advice, after all, this guy has a better sixth sense than women.

But today's "Xu Shao"...

Xin Gugu glanced at Xu Xiaoji whose gait was a bit stiff, shook his head secretly, and said to Xu Xiaoshou, you can come back soon, and said that this guy can act?

If there weren't so many people following him, if any throne came up to strike up a conversation, this guy would have to kneel down!

"Your delusion, right?" Xin Gugu replied to Mu Zixi, seemingly indifferent and a little annoyed, but in fact he did not dare to relax his attention.

Maybe there really is an assassin in the dark, and they only stared at the ignorant "Young Master Xu", or Mu Zixi alone?

Without Xu Xiaoshou, Xin Gugu, who was shouldering the heavy responsibility of guarding, would never dare to cause accidents to the people in the team.

Especially Mu Zixi!

"Maybe..." Mu Zixi chewed the orange,

Bouncing, bouncing and bouncing away.

To be honest, after five consecutive sensory errors, she wondered if she had been by her brother's side for a long time. Once he left, would it be a sign of her insecurity?

The team continued to move aimlessly.

If it was Xu Xiaoshou himself, there should be many goals today.

Such as the Alchemist Association's badge test, the Spirit Array Master's Association's troubles...

But if Xu Xiaoji came to lead the team, there was only one unspoken idea in the group: to help the real Young Master Xu to make an alibi, and as for making trouble...

Hehe, Xu Xiaoji's ability to walk without spraining his feet is already a blessing in misfortune.

...

The top of a tall building that no one pays attention to.

The north wind was blowing, blowing the robed man standing independently on the top of the tall building.

This person was dressed in dark blue, and his whole body was hidden in a robe with wide sleeves. He had a ferocious Hades mask on his face. Under the mask, the direction his eyes were facing was the direction of Young Master Xu's team.

"This, is the owner of the 'God and Demon Eye'?"

The sound of the wind on the top of the tall building slightly dissipated the muttering of the masked man.

This half-day attention, plus the information collected in the past, made the masked man a little apprehensive, hesitating whether to do it now.

It can be seen that the real core of this team is not this little girl with "God and Demon Eyes" at all.

This optimistic, bouncing silly Baitian only has innate cultivation, even if he controls the "God and Demon Eye", he can't make any waves in the hands of the consummated Throne Dao Realm powerhouse.

The only thing that makes the mask palpitate is another very young man like him.

"Xin Xiaoku..."

The masked man stroked the long sword at his waist, and pushed his left thumb back and forth on the guard of the long sword. The long sword went back and forth in the process of unsheathing and returning to the sheath, and there was a soft "click" sound on the top of the tall building.

He is weighing, thinking.

"Obviously I can perceive that the Throne Dao Realm is not perfect, and it is impossible for him to be a person who has mastered the mysteries. Why, this guy can bring me such a dangerous feeling?"

"A person with special abilities?"

"But, I don't see how special it is..."

The masked man took off his gloves and scratched his head, as if thinking of the rules again, he put on the gloves obediently, and touched the handle of the sword again.

He suddenly became cruel.

"Dry!"

But at that moment, the communication beads on his body rang.

"Did beep beep~"

The masked man was stunned, squatted down on the tall building, and took out the communication beads: "Hello, Master Huang Quan? Miss me..."

"Return to the team." There was only an indifferent two-word response on the other side.

The masked man paused for a moment, looked at the group of people walking back towards the first floor in the sky below, and said, "I've been staring at you for so long, it's been hard work, if you just return to the team like this..."

"Return to the team."

"Oh, great."

The communication beads lost their sound, and the masked man didn't even know whether the other party could hear his last humble response.

But I was a little curious in my heart, why did I agree to fight together today, Master Huang Quan will return to the team by himself so soon?

Could it be that others have already finished their mission.

Myself, dragging on for too long?

Squatting and turning his head, the masked man looked at the grill on the side which was covered by his robe, and hesitated for a while, "It's not long, is it?"

But fate is inevitable.

He could only lift off his mask, revealing a young face, licked all the meat skewers on the shelf, put away the barbecue grill by the way, and jumped off the top of dozens of floors.

"Inexplicably..."

During the slander, a few tossed and turned, and the masked man stepped into the dark place of the king's city, and set foot in the dark area of ​​this land of light.

In the depths of the damp alley, a rattlesnake jumped out, bit the squeaky mouse, and swallowed it three times and five times.

The masked man stopped, took off the mask, squatted down again, and watched the rattlesnake eat.

It was quiet for a long time.

After a long pause, the masked man turned around, looked up at the sunlight leaking from the eaves beside the road, and lost his mind in a daze.

"When will I be able to eat a meal openly, my Master Huang Quan..."

The masked man held his face, his red and weird pupils were spinning, sometimes enlarged, sometimes shrunk, but inadvertently, revealing a trace of confusion that was incompatible with these bewitching eyes.

"Tap, tap, tap."

Behind him, there was suddenly a clear and rhythmic knocking sound.

Followed by that subtle footsteps.

The pupils of the masked man moved, and the Hades mask in his hand was immediately put on.

Get up and look back.

The person who came was a blind man with a cane. He was so blind at such a young age.

What's more serious is that his face is pale, and one can tell at a glance that this person's eyes are not born blind.

"There is a dead end ahead," the masked man pointed to the back, with a kind tone, "This road is blocked, look at you...do you need help?"

He is very much like a normal young and strong guy, for the poor man who is blind, he is not stingy in wanting to help the poor man who is blind.

The blind man stopped, the crutch in his hand pierced the ground, he opened his mouth, and said with some difficulty: "Blind man, don't pass the alley."

The masked man was startled, "So?"

"Cross an alley and kill one person." The blind man raised his crutch.

The masked man was startled.

When he put down his mask and robe on weekdays, he has helped too many poor people in this world.

So at the beginning, I didn't think that this sea of ​​energy only had a few wisps of spiritual energy, and it was probably a half-blind spiritual master who had practiced for a few days, and could pose a threat to himself.

But, listening to this, the other party is coming to kill?

"Kill who, kill me? I'm a good man..." the masked man said, he even took off his mask, and there was sincerity in his bewitching scarlet eyes, "What a good man!"

"Boundary." The blind man said.

"What?"

The masked man raised his eyebrows. Has the man opposite him been silent for a long time? This precious word is like gold... It is difficult for outsiders to understand what he means!

The blind man said: "If you are a good person, then when you die, you should not make a sound, so as not to frighten others."

Only then did the masked man truly confirm the other party's intention.

He lowered his head in silence, and looked at the rattlesnake who had just swallowed a mouse by the side of the street and was overwhelmed by the invisible momentum here.

"I don't like being a mouse, I'm a snake," he said.

"Boundary." The masked man remained the same.

"Why are you like this? I don't want to kill you. I can see that you are more pitiful than me!"

"But I want to kill you."

"Why!" The masked man stared blankly at the other side, his eyes fell on the other side's crutches, and he felt vaguely familiar.

Moreover, it seems that this person and this face have been seen before?

"There are too many crimes in this world, which inexplicably happen to too many innocent people. You have already enjoyed the dividends of the root power that caused the crimes. Why are you so greedy and target people you shouldn't be targeting? "

The blind man seemed to be a little excited. He squeezed his cane tightly and continued, "Whether snakes or rats are products of darkness, they are born to be the source of evil. Why should snakes and rats eat each other? Find a secluded place and live on." , isn't it good?"

The masked man finally became more cautious. He remembered the crutch and this person, and asked, "Holy slave?"

"Holy slave, tears flow together." The blind man raised his crutches.

The moment the famous sword pulled out the wand, the rattlesnake nestled in the corner of the wall broke and split into two.

"The fate of the snake." Tears and Shuangxing said in a strict voice.

"madman!"

The masked man didn't know what mistake he had made. If the other party was so excited, he immediately stood up and wanted to leave this ghost place.

As a saint slave, Master Huang Quan has already explained that if you can not provoke him now, try not to provoke him.

However, he barely moved his figure, and the unsheathed wand vacated a little, and the wall deep in the alley shattered with a bang.

"Hmm..." At the same time, the masked man clutched his throat, with blood spilling from his fingers.

He couldn't believe it. This person pierced his throat with a sword?

"Jianzong?"

But Jianzong, how can he have such great power?

Even after the sword pierced through the throat, the special kendo power that remained at the wound was something that the masked man had never seen before.

That ray of silver sword intent that seems to be sword energy, but not sword energy...

"You are not Jianzong!"

The masked man was shocked, "Gu Jianxiu, the throne of swordsmanship?!"

"Boundary." Tears Shuangxing said calmly.

"Did I provoke you? You want to come all the way to kill me?" The masked man panicked. Under the same realm, Gu Jianxiu is the strongest, which is indisputable.

Even if he is a perfect throne, even if he has this pair of "scarlet eyes"...

However, on the opposite side is the pure Lei family, a holy slave, a contemporary swordsman with a famous sword and a magic staff, and even more so, the extremely rare throne of swordsmanship!

Although he didn't know why the information he got was wrong, he mistakenly thought that the other party was staying in the realm of Jianzong.

But right now, it's not the time to think so much.

"Snakes and rats swallow each other, aren't you just swallowing snakes and rats now?" The masked man spoke eagerly, "'Holy Slave' can be much better than 'King of Hades', isn't it that it can only be treated in filthy places?" In the corner, begging for pity, can't you see the existence of light!"

"Boundary."

"madman!"

The masked man pulled out again, and this time his eyes exploded with blood, and his whole body was shrouded in scarlet color, turning into mist and disappearing.

Escaping from the entrance of the alley, he directly cut open the space and plunged into it.

However, inside the black hole, there should be a world where the space is broken, but the masked man entered through the space crack, and as far as he could see, it was still the streets of the East Heavenly King City!

The flow of people coming and going is still the same, the uncles and aunts are shopping with vegetable baskets, and the shouts of vendors are so clear...

"Boom!"

The masked man was startled, he stumbled and bumped into a passing middle-aged uncle.

The uncle looked back and saw that he was a blind man with pale complexion. After being hit, he pulled out a wand with his backhand and sent it into the masked man's chest.

"puff……"

The blood spurted out, and the masked man only felt that the scene in front of him blurred. He was still staying in the alley, and the saint slave who should have been in the distance was already facing him at this moment.

The uncle is fake, but the magic wand is real!

This famous sword was really sent into his chest, with that strange... sword intent, sword energy?

The masked man trembled, combining the latest information about the head of the holy slave in his mind, and smoothed it all at once.

"Sword Nian?" He bowed his head with difficulty.

"Ok."

"Illusive sword technique?" The masked man thought of the scene he saw after entering the spatial fragmentation flow.

"Ok."

"But, I obviously used the blood escape, and I don't want to fight you, I have already escaped ahead of time!" The masked man was not reconciled.

"Perhaps, this is the illusion created by the phantom sword technique, and..." Lei Shuangxing paused, and reached out to touch his eyes, "Don't forget, your eyes are called tears."

"I'm not reconciled, I haven't made a move yet!" The masked man struggled violently.

It hurts so much!

This sword pierced his chest, and there was a blow from Jian Nian, it hurts too much!

The point is, this blow with the sword thought almost sealed all the spiritual energy in his body, and he couldn't resist no matter how hard he struggled.

"I'm such a good person..." The masked man shed blood and tears in two lines. He hadn't started to use all his abilities yet, but the other party seemed to know him well.

All of my abilities were firmly targeted and completely restrained.

A throne with a perfect Dao realm should not be defeated in such a way of expressing defeat like a mountain and an army when facing a sword throne.

This is ridiculous!

I didn't even dare to write like this in a small story, it should be a dream, there is still such a little bit of extravagant desire in the heart of the masked person.

"Maybe you are a good person, but unfortunately..."

Lai Shuangxing sighed and pulled out the wand, and the sword thought remained in the opponent's body, making the masked man realize that all of this is real, not an illusion.

"You shouldn't be following her."

Tearfully speaking, he easily cut off the man's head with a sword and sent it into the interspatial ring. His eyes were tightly closed, and the faint light leaked from the eaves was sprinkled in front of his eyes.

But in front of him, there was still darkness.

The wand that was not stained with blood was put back into its sheath, and the two lines of tears stood in the twilight like this, responding to the gloomy embrace of the entire vast dark world with their own loneliness.

He stopped and remained silent for a long time, facing the headless body that fell to the ground with his back, he frowned, as if he was explaining, but also as if he was blaming himself.

"My sister, she is poor enough."