Chapter 1546: The Saint Slave Puts a Hat on His Head, and the Five Evil Men Are Silent

"embarrassed--"

Dead silence!

Incomparable silence!

Everyone seemed to hear the invisible crow coming from the distant sky.

Burning the harp and cooking the crane, the holy slave has no sleeves, the Tiansang Linggong has seven leaves of mulberry...

This giant of the Five Realms who was once world-famous and admired and hated by thousands of people is now so miserable that he doesn't even have a straw sandal to cover his shame.

His dirty, charred toes were so naked and exposed to the gaze of everyone, clinging to the ground.

Others are like being electrocuted and shaking like chaff.

His silence was deafening.

The world suddenly turned gray, and there was no sense at all. Sang Lao's dull eyes unconsciously glanced at many people around him...

so many people!

Really, so many people!

There has never been a moment when Mr. Sang felt that the ruins of the gods were so crowded, as if there were hundreds of millions of human beings here.

They all had suppressed smiles on their faces, and their eyes were full of sarcasm.

very noisy!

There was never a moment when Mr. Sang felt that the silent world could be so noisy:

The sound of boots scraping against the gravel on the ground...

The sound of clothes rustling and fingers curled tightly...

The sound of breathing, sniffling, and the uncontrollable shaking of shoulders...

Even the rumblings of the battlefield in the distance seemed to be deliberately attacking one's own soul, with a clearer goal than to enshrine a god and proclaim one's ancestor.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Like a heavy hammer, one hit after another, full of rhythm, pressing his injured heart against the hammer board, hammering it to pieces.

But if we really want to die like this, what a happy and wonderful thing it would be!

When Mr. Sang came back to his senses, he found that he was still alive and in great health. He was stronger than everyone present except Xu Xiaoshou!

"Uh-huh..."

He finally made a hesitant sound that didn't sound like human words, but he didn't know whether it was regret or something else.

——Some people are alive, but they are already dead.

…

"I……"

His lips curled up.

The trouble should end it.

Sang Lao has seen a lot of people in the world, and he knows that in order to break this embarrassing situation, he has to speak out.

Rely on Xu Xiaoshou?

The sky is falling, he can wait until everyone is dead before moving!

This "movement" can only be made out loud to ridicule, adding insult to injury.

However, in the past, he boiled cranes ruthlessly in the burning piano, and in the holy slave, a roll of sleeves could dominate all directions and even challenge the eight masters. At this moment, Sang Lao really didn't know how else to speak out to turn the situation around.

His mind turned over and over countless times, except Xu Xiaoshou, it was still Xu Xiaoshou, and besides "calling Master", it was still "Call Master".

"you?"

Xu Xiaoshou repeated the sentence, looking with a smile at the old man Sang who had humbled himself into the dust. He refused to step down even to the death. He just wanted to drive people in the direction of jumping over the wall, and he specifically pointed out:

"Stop picking your feet first, the three bedrooms and one living room are already out."

Swish, brush, brush...

Everyone's eyes followed Master Shou's chin and eyes to the shameless toes.

Quiet.

Still quiet.

Ling Chi quietly, being cut into pieces quietly, this is far too much than decapitating him with one knife!

Sang Lao's whole body shook violently, and his charred toes curled up quickly like mimosa after being caressed, wishing he could shrink into his bones.

"you!"

He raised his head and looked at the traitor.

All the shock and embarrassment were quickly liberated and turned into endless fierce light.

The killing intent could no longer be suppressed. This charred corpse was like an evil beast that was pushed into the ground and tried to jump up to fight back. It even wanted to kill everyone in the room who witnessed this scene.

But they can't be killed...

The water ghost and Cenjoufu are all here, and they can't be killed.

This incident has become a nail that cannot be removed, nailing Sang Qiye to the pillar of shame!

"I?"

I! Shouye!

Am I afraid of you?

On the opposite side, Xu Xiaoshou completely put his mind aside, refused to retreat, and said in a relaxed tone:

"And I, your Sang Qiye's new master, Xu Xiaoshou."

hiss……

Everyone in the audience gasped.

Even Water Ghost, Yue Gongli and others were retreating subconsciously.

Compared to the pink and purple striped underwear, Sang Qiye is no longer alive, so why should I care? The water ghost thinks so.

Compared to having a caesarean section and becoming famous in the five realms, I only need to reveal the sleeveless thing. It can’t be said to be more outrageous than me, but it can also be said to be on par. You will die and I will be injured... Yue Gongli has been found. The response plan is, if you can’t deal with Xu Xiaoshou, then deal with his master.

"Too cruel!"

Some of the people watching had already evacuated.

Master Shou is no longer a ruthless person, he is a wolf destroyer, more than a bit more ruthless.

He seemed to be holding the person in his arms, holding his knees with his hands, and putting it on the hot stove to bake, expecting that the person in his hands would show the most shameful parts to the public, and at the same time, he would also take out the big lump. It was also pulled down with a bang in front of everyone.

Forget it’s a child!

That is already a mature, even "famous" adult!

This killing is more ruthless than killing someone. The poison of a tiger is not as strong as its own, but he is yours... Uh, Master, why is it like this?

…

As for.

For Xu Xiaoshou, Mr. Sang was both a teacher and a friend, a friend and an enemy.

It was this man who led him into the dirty world of the spirit refining world, and it was he who personally opened the most mysterious door to the new world.

Thanks should be given.

But this was all forced!

He should be resentful.

But he also made sufficient guarantees behind the scenes!

He should be relieved.

But he put the deadline under his feet again and again, without giving him any buffer time!

He should be hated.

But he used his body as a shield to protect himself...

Human emotions are complicated.

Today, Xu Xiaoshou finally understood what this sentence meant.

Because he could no longer explain what kind of feelings he had for Sang Lao, and what kind of relationship the two should maintain.

That was not something that could be summarized in one sentence.

He only knew that things that were too complicated might not be necessary to delve into.

He had always had a grudge against Sang Lao, that is, the fire seed of the embers came too abruptly at that time.

He tried to retaliate many times, including putting fire seeds into his nose, blasting the Lingzang Pavilion, punching and kicking maliciously...

Not enough.

Far from enough.

It seemed that there was still a little discomfort in his heart, which had not been eradicated, and it was very unpleasant to think about it.

But today...

"Awesome!"

Xu Xiaoshou was calm on the surface, but fireworks had already bloomed in his heart.

It's so cool!

There has never been a moment in life that is more enjoyable than this moment!

There have been many times when I exploded the corpse of Dao Xuanji, but it is not as cool as this moment when I let Old Sang die in public!

It is true that the master belongs to the master and the apprentice belongs to the apprentice.

But there is also a special relationship, in a stable relationship of brothers, if possible, I also want you to call me "Dad" in public.

Brothers are like this, and so are the master and apprentice.

"Call me!"

When Xu Xiaoshou thought of this, the corners of his mouth were bright, "Call me master, Sang Qiye, what are you waiting for?"

He knew that it was impossible for Old Sang to call him master.

But this did not affect him to strangle this matter to death, so that this dead old man would sweat every time he woke up from a nightmare in the future, and there would always be this little tail in his hand, squeezed to the last limit:

"A real man, once a word is spoken, it cannot be taken back. If you don't want to call me master, you can call me "adoptive father."

He killed people like this?

As soon as this was said, the water ghosts all dodged and retreated.

As expected, Sang Lao was like the last moment of a volcanic eruption, frowning and ready to soar into the sky.

Xu Xiaoshou not only did not retreat, but also took out a photo bead, laughing and retreating:

"Scream or not!"

"You scream or not!"

"You can't kill me, Sang Qiye, you have to scream your throat out today, this matter can be over, I have recorded everything just now..."

Sang Lao's head trembled, and his momentum was stopped. He looked at the people around him who were scattered like birds and beasts, retreating three steps, and his eyes were dizzy.

He thought he was a low-key person.

He could hide his identity of Fenqin Zhuhe and Shengnu Wuxiu from several good brothers who were also the four sons of the Holy Palace. His endurance can be imagined.

He just wanted to be a little high-profile for this meeting and give Xu Xiaoshou a big surprise.

But he never thought...

One time of extroversion would bring him a lifetime of regret.

"Boom!"

There was an explosion in the distance.

Old Sang shook his head fiercely to make himself more sober.

"Huh..."

He let out a long breath and finally realized that he could not be led by Xu Xiaoshou anymore.

If he didn't jump over this matter, he would never be able to jump over it.

"Xu Xiaoshou, come here, I have something serious to tell you." Old Sang gritted his teeth and waved forward, ignoring all the strange looks around him.

What can I do?

In addition to ignoring it, in addition to making my face thicker, is there a better solution to this mess?

I can't just stomp my feet and turn around and leave, that's too shy and too cheap. I'm an ordinary Taixu, but who am I? I'm Shengnuwu...

Hehe, I'm nothing, you damn traitor... Huhu, tolerance, generosity... Sang Qiye, hold on, this is not the first time, you can do it, this will only be...

Hehe, it's probably not the last time! Old Sang looked up at the sky without a soul, and suddenly felt his nose sore, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

What sin did I commit to accept this traitor?

Oh, I did, and I did a lot more.

I should!

…

"Puff!"

In the distance, Cen Qiaofu, who got the "save me" look, finally laughed out loud and dared to approach the terrifying master and apprentice.

He had no intention of rushing to help this former chess friend.

Provoke Xu Xiaoshou?

It was good that he didn't accommodate others.

Going up to share the firepower by himself would not only be thankless, but also cause trouble.

"Come over here!"

But Cen Qiaofu thought he was qualified to be a peacemaker. After all, he was old enough and had mastered the skills of taking advantage of his age.

He waved his hand and greeted Shuigui and Xu Xiaoshou:

"The matter of master or godfather is important! Very important!"

First, he affirmed this point - between men, even if the sky fell, it would not be as big as this matter. Cen Qiaofu dared to say: "But don't forget that Shen Yi is still beating the evil tree. We don't have time to watch and wait."

What a cunning old man, I will remember you.

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't find any fault with what he said.

He was unwilling to let Sang Lao off, but there were indeed priorities.

Sang Lao wouldn't show up for no reason and then slap himself in the face. He must have brought something important to have the nerve to come here.

"Yue Gongli is missing."

The water ghost frowned and approached, looking around and talking casually, also covering up in an extremely roundabout way.

Xu Xiaoshou laughed at this.

You pink and purple striped underwear, how could I not know that the caesarean section man ran away?

You changed the topic very abruptly, and you and I will remember it!

Everyone who dared to help old man Sang today will be recorded in a small notebook!

"That fox is not very important anymore. It is difficult to kill it, and it takes too much time to grind it. Know what he is going to do, just stop it... Come here."

Old Sang said righteously, never mentioning the shameful thing just now, and after speaking, he waved his hand and called the trembling old subordinates of Fenqin.

The people in the back were still passing on the God's destiny star, as if they were the people of the Holy Temple, and they were not afraid of any spiritual refiners in the world blocking their way.

In fact, there was no point in hiding.

This place gathers half of the holy slaves. When the Holy Spirit Temple comes, they have to act like grandsons. These people say one thing and two things, and call a deer a horse. Who dares to raise any objections?

At this moment, the only thing that the old subordinates of Fenqin are worried about is whether the old boss will vent his anger on them for the embarrassing incident just now.

Obviously, after not seeing each other for many years, the memory will only precipitate the good things - they overestimate the capacity of the old boss Fenqin.

Old Sang did not blame them.

He just took these faces in his eyes one by one, and woven a small shoe in his heart to wear them in the future...

But think about it and forget it.

In a person's life, how big a storm can't be encountered? It's miserable now, won't there be something worse tomorrow?

Think about it in a positive way. If you give someone a handle, won't the way he will rule me in the future be traceable?

Just go around him.

The world does not revolve around him, and the beautiful scenery is in the mountains.

So, don't let bad emotions affect yourself. Tolerance and generosity are the kingly principles of dealing with people.

"Don't force these people to Xu Xiaoshou's command. Now there is indeed another master..." In fact, Sang Lao frowned and thought to himself.

When everyone was gathered, Xu Xiaoshou also came over reluctantly and shyly. Sang Lao waved his hand and smiled without flattery:

"Here are six God's Destiny Stars, my gift to you."

Where is the master?

Xu Xiaoshou snorted and thought to himself, why don't you call yourself "master"? Give me a chance.

Six?

Cen Qiaofu raised his eyebrows and looked at the bag in his hand, which was three times the size, with a slightly unnatural look. He glanced at the water ghost and his eyebrows moved again: How could he have six?

The water ghost looked at him expressionlessly: Six is ​​considered a small number.

Cen Qiaofu's mouth twitched: Aren't you scolding yourself for being a bad boy? The two of us fought side by side and only got two!

The water ghost sneered and shook his head: Sorry, don't count me in, I'm just a spectator who was dragged into the game, I don't have that kind of desire.

Cen Qiaofu smacked his lips, feeling that these people in the underworld were really boring, full of calculations everywhere, and then he met his former chess friend Sang Lao's anxious winking eyes, and flattered him indifferently:

"Wow, six, so many."

Xu Xiaoshou laughed, looking at the God's Destiny Star passed from Sang Lao's back, and also flattered:

"Wow, six, only one less than my seven."

That's it?

You want to cancel what happened just now?

Don't dream, old man Sang, either master or godfather, you choose one!

Old Sang could hear the sarcasm of this traitor and glared at Cen Qiaofu, "What about yours?"

Mine is mine, I am also very talented, I also want to get the fate of the ancestor god, okay... Cen Qiaofu curled his lips, but took out the God's Fate Star and handed it to Xu Xiaoshou, "Give it to you."

"Hey, thank you, Senior Cen, I accept this favor, and I will repay you in the future!" Xu Xiaoshou bowed solemnly and promised solemnly.

You! Old Sang opened his mouth, and finally his lips twitched and he couldn't speak.

Cen Qiaofu tilted his head slightly and shrugged very slightly, his eyes seemed to say: There is no way, your disciple is too smart, I want to give this favor to you, but you don't recognize it, refuse to accept it, and don't accept it!

Old Sang gritted his teeth: Why didn't you give it to me first, and then I gave it to you?

Cen Qiaofu: Why didn't you say so earlier!

What are you doing? What are you doing... Xu Xiaoshou's hesitant eyes moved back and forth on the faces of these old saint slaves, and he couldn't help but said: "Do you have your own set of encrypted languages?"

Hiss!

The water ghost took a breath, took a step back, and immediately withdrew from the silent battlefield.

Fortunately, I was on guard against this kid and didn't communicate too deeply.

"Ah? Language? What language?" Cen Qiaofu scratched his head in confusion, and just wanted to whistle with his mouth, but was glared at by Sang Lao and held it back, then pulled out the small axe from his waist and started playing with it.

You are so busy... Xu Xiaoshou was simply unable to complain, and was too lazy to decipher their language. After taking the things together, he said bluntly:

"Not enough."

Counting his own seven, Sang Lao's six, and Cen Qiaofu's two, there are a total of fifteen God's Fate Stars.

There are still three missing, and the ancestor god's fate can be exchanged.

Of course, Elder Sang knew what the traitor meant by "not enough". After a while of grinning, he pretended not to understand and looked at the distance and said: "Palace Master Baizhou, there are three more." Swish, swish, swish... In an instant, the people around who dared to stand and watch, waiting for miracles and signs, all looked at the beautiful woman with purple hair. Palace Master Baizhou? Until then, everyone realized that this was the one on the Ancestral God List and the leader of Xuyue Gray Palace. But... That's not to say.

Is he a man?

With everyone watching, Bai Zhou poured the wine gourd, drank a mouthful of wine, stepped on a big stone with his thigh, and let out a wine burp.

"belch……"

Then, with a few shakes, he poured out the three God's Fate Stars from the gourd:

"You saved my life, I'm very grateful."

"But I only need these three God's Life Stars in my hand, but I can't give them to you directly."

Mr. Sang stepped forward and was about to speak.

Palace Master Bai Zhou shook his head, his face flushed, as if he was still very clear-headed after drinking too much:

"Don't talk to me about whether life is important or not. It's worth a few life stars. If you die and get nothing, it's all yours."

"They are all smart people. You know what I am talking about, especially you, Xu Xiaoshou... Hiccup, I want you!"

you want me?

Are you really sober, or are you pretending to be confused?

Do you know that the last woman who dared to speak like this has already been classified as the first floor in our heaven?

Xu Xiaoshou just wanted to speak to talk about cooperation.

Mr. Sang took a step to the side to block him. He looked at the beautiful purple-haired woman with a cold expression and said:

"Cooperation is not what we talk about."

"It's a rare place to live, but it's not like this."

Xu Xiaoshou woke up with awe.

Yes, cooperation is negotiated on the basis of equal status between both parties.

Now you are weak and I am strong, you have less and I have more. What you live in is not my necessity, and your greedy family lives in my home. Why should we talk about cooperation?

In an unequal situation, if you continue to talk about equal cooperation first, this is not respecting others, but devaluing yourself.

In the eyes of others, they wouldn't think this is respect, this is just a little fat sheep - ready to be slaughtered!

The mentality changed.

Looking at the former famous master of Xu Yue Gray Palace, Xu Xiaoshou's eyes also changed.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw the figure of Mr. Sang standing in front of him. He paused for a moment, laughed and chose to shut up.

Who is this?

He is the famous Boss Fenqin!

In the past, I had no choice. I had to survive in the world of intrigues and intrigues, and I had no choice but to mediate with those old men.

There is someone in front of me now!

We can fight among ourselves, this is our own business, but it does not prevent us from uniting against the enemy!

He can silence the minds and mouths of everyone in front and behind him with one word, so why should I bother to come forward?

Just lie down!

A glance out of the corner of my eye...

The water ghost turned sideways, stroking his wet hair and holding half of the golden mask, as if it was nothing to do with him.

Another glance...

Cenjov was playing with his small ax out of boredom, staring blankly in the air, as if his brain had been taken away, leaving him with only one thought: What kind of meal should we have after leaving the ruins?

So skillful!

They lie down so skillfully!

Life is countless times more nourishing than this involution monster like myself!

Xu Xiaoshou finally understood that in this rush, he always felt that something was missing.

It’s an experience!

Why should I plan?

Why should I be proficient in everything and reach the full level in combat, calculation, layout, and cultivation?

I just need to learn how to distribute, leave my brain to Sang Lao water ghost, and leave the battle to Cenqiaofu water ghost... Isn't it enough that I can become the Eight Masters?

etc!

It turns out that the eight acquaintances are this kind of experience?

Xu Xiaoshou was greatly admired, looked forward, then remained silent, completely emptying his mind.

All around, it suddenly became quiet.

"Are you forcing me?"

Bai Zhou's face looked very ugly.

As soon as he said something, after waiting for a long time, there was no response from Shengnu and the others, not even the child Xu Xiaoshou.

He could only look at Mr. Sang and wait for Mr. Sang's answer.

Mr. Sang stretched out his hand to his forehead, paused for a moment, touched the top of his skull, and said nothing.

He just looked at the white-coated master of Xuyue Gray Palace indifferently. His brows around his big eyes seemed to have moved, but nothing seemed to have moved.

The wind blew, and the legs that were exposed outside the high-cut skirt felt slightly cold as they stood on the big stone.

Bai Zhou squinted his eyes, feeling that the atmosphere around him suddenly became dangerous, so he brought his thighs back together.

He looked forward again...

The semi-saint woodcutter who was holding an ax in a daze, the semi-sage of profound meaning who leaned sideways and touched his face, the half-bald black man who was still rubbing his scalp, Xu Xiaoshou who was harmless to humans and animals...

Aren’t these the Four Great Evils?

"boom!"

There was another explosion in the distance.

Bai Zhou's heart pounded, something was wrong, God would not attack without reason... Five evil people?

"Crack."

Ahead, Xu Xiaoshou pulled out a straw hat from nowhere and covered the head of the bald donkey in front of him who was shorter than him.

The picture is completely formed!

The charred saint slave was sleeveless, and now he could reach out and touch things.

He pressed the straw hat, his gloomy eyes were hidden in the dark circles, the dark circles were hidden in the shadow of the straw hat, and his whole withered body was completely integrated into the darkness.

There was a bit of murderous intent in the wind.

Bai Zhou finally realized that something was wrong. He was alone and helpless, but on the other side...

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