Chapter 540: Do You Want to Come Into the Ancient Book Space and Sit for a While?

A drop of sweat oozed from Xu Xiaoshou's forehead.

The next second.

"Lei Shuangxing (Luo Leilei), meet Senior Wuxiu, thank you for saving my life in the past!"

Sweat instantly ran across his forehead full of ravines, circling half a circle from his eye sockets, and then slid down and dripped from the side of his high cheekbones.

Xu Xiaoshou's face turned pale.

Lei Shuangxing, Luo Leilei...

Aren't these people among the "Saint Slaves"?

Even if these two people didn't reveal their identities.

Just the sentence "Lei Family Boy, Luo Girl", Xu Xiaoshou had completely understood everything.

At that time in Tiansang Ling Palace, Ye Xiaotian used force to break the law and dealt the final blow to Lei Shuangxing and Luo Leilei who tried to teleport away from the space.

When the space collapsed, with only these two masters, even if they had means to save their lives, there was only a slight possibility of escaping from the space fragments.

After escaping, there was a greater possibility of getting lost.

But the two of them still appeared in the Eight Palaces unscathed in the end...

"Old Sang, did you save them?"

Xu Xiaoshou's throat was dry and the corners of his lips were bitter.

Yes!

Isn't this obvious?

Such a big thing happened in Tiansang Ling Palace, and Old Sang didn't appear in the back mountain until the last moment.

So, he didn't notice the movement of Ling Palace until then?

Impossible!

A strong man like that, who can't escape any slight movement, how could he be indifferent to the tragic situation of Ling Palace?

The most perfect explanation...

On one side is the disciples of Ling Palace, and as the vice president, he wants to help.

But on the other side, it's the "Saint Slave"!

The palms and backs of the hands are all flesh.

Even if it's an existence like Old Sang, he may not know what action to take at the first time.

And when one side is in danger of death, he finally can't wait any longer.

Rescue the "Saint Slave", thereby delaying the assistance to the people of Ling Palace, so he rushed back at the last minute and went to the back mountain?

Xu Xiaoshou tightly grasped the straw hat.

He couldn't believe it, and didn't dare to believe it, that the truth of all this was really like this!

"Old Sang, is it a 'holy slave'?"

Tap.

Xu Xiaoshou used his elbow to support the side pit wall, changed to a "comfortable" posture, and perfectly resolved his half-step stagger.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Zixi stopped talking.

From her angle, she could just see the half-pale face under the straw hat.

What's going on?

What are they talking about? I really want to listen!

What's wrong... Xu Xiaoshou laughed bitterly in his heart, and raised his head by force, so that his face, which was ruddy again, fell to a place where he could feel it.

Your senior brother, my mentality is broken!!!

Holy slave...

Your master is a "holy slave", you idiot, do you dare to believe it?

I dare not think in this direction even if I die!

But the facts are just like this.

Who can stand it!

Oh my god, someone come and kill me, Xu Xiaoshou, to celebrate your master's acting skills?

This time, I, Xu Xiaoshou, would like to call your master the best!

No one else!

Xu Xiaoshou restrained his trembling hands, slowly stretched out, and gently patted the head of the little junior sister with a kind face.

"Yes, you said it very well, and I heard it all."

Mu Zixi: ? ? ?

Xu Xiaoshou, what's wrong with you!

She blinked her big eyes and bowed, "Thank you for the compliment, Master."

"Cursed, passive value, +1."

Secret technique: ice brain!

Xu Xiaoshou used the "power of freezing" to calm his mind.

The power was perfectly restrained, and he didn't dare to leak any breath at all.

If Mr. Sang was a "holy slave", then everything could be explained.

The masked man attacked Tiansang Ling Palace for the first time at night. Xiao Qixiu was defeated with one sword, Ye Xiaotian had one arm cut off, and the nine elders of Ling Palace were almost hanged by the sword energy.

And Old Sang drove away the head of the "Holy Slave" with just a few words...

The masked man attacked the Tiansang Palace for the second time, and the famous sword "Mingchengxue" was taken away, and an old woodcutter of the level of Zhandao came with him.

The people in the Palace couldn't even resist the axe.

Old Sang used a few spiritual skills and a few words to drive the masked man back again...

Is this possible?

This is impossible!

If the two didn't have an extremely close relationship, how could the old man have such great prestige?

I should have thought of it earlier... Xu Xiaoshou felt powerless.

He could see that Old Sang and the head of the "Holy Slave" had some friendship.

But like others, he could never think of it.

This friendship, to put it bluntly, they are actually accomplices!

And as both "Holy Slaves", why did the masked man attack the Palace, but Old Sang wanted to protect the Palace?

Xu Xiaoshou didn't know.

At this time, he was powerless to speculate on the inside story.

"You old bastard, you're going to kill me, Xu Xiaoshou, before you stop, right?"

Xu Xiaoshou cursed all this in his heart, but he was amiable on the surface.

"Keep talking, keep analyzing."

"Tell me everything you know and can infer!"

"Oh." Mu Zixi nodded, "Blah blah..."

"Yes, senior!"

The voice of Lei Shuangxing became more serious.

The storyteller dared to joke, but he didn't.

For the second-in-command of "Saint Slave" whom he had never met, his impression was still stuck in the series of legends.

The Central Region branch was discovered, and Senior Wuxiu took on all the responsibility by himself.

Before any support arrived, he single-handedly shut out all the people in the Holy Temple, giving fresh blood a way to escape.

Even when he was besieged by the strong, he was able to severely injure Wuyue Sword Immortal, one of the Seven Sword Immortals, and escaped from a dead end to the Eastern Region.

Now, Wuyue Sword Immortal has only been to the Eastern Region.

Senior Wuxiu, who was seriously injured and not yet recovered, dared to kill the group of white-clothed people alone again.

And the result...

After the white-clothed people who came from the Central Region in large numbers arrived in Qinglong County, only less than half of the old, weak and sick remained.

It can be said that.

Senior Wuxiu's actions laid a good foundation for the "Saint Slave" to break through the boundary from the White Cave.

Such a madman, such a record, how could he Lei Shuangxing imagine?

He said solemnly: "There are not many people who have the chance to get the 'Four Swords' in the Lijian Grassland."

"First, it's this person."

As Lei Shuangxing spoke, a certain place in Xu Xiaoshou's mind was magnified.

There was the location of Lan Xinzi and the man with the magic pattern.

Not surprisingly, this should be the ability of the voice transmitter.

"This man is He Yuxing, he has the 'Sacrificial Carving Fragment' in his hand, and he has also realized a trace of the sword intent of the Eighth Sword Immortal."

"If nothing unexpected happens, there is a high probability that the 'Four Swords' will recognize him in the end."

"I also have the Sacrificial Carving Fragment in my hand, but unfortunately, I didn't realize anything."

There was regret in Lei Shuangxing's voice.

Xu Xiaoshou also retracted his gaze from the focus and nodded slightly.

It was not much different from his own speculation.

"Continue." He said to Mu Zixi.

"Okay."

Lei Shuangxing sorted it out and continued: "The second one... Yu Zhiwen."

The image of the red-clothed person appeared vaguely, among which Yu Zhiwen, the leader, was particularly conspicuous.

Obviously, the messenger did not dare to act recklessly when they arrived at the place where the red-clothed man was, so the picture transmitted was not very clear.

"'Pearl Star Pupil' has extremely terrifying power of heaven, and with this power, it is enough to produce many accidents."

"In addition, this is the niece of the Taoist Palace Master and the direct disciple of Dao Xuanji. She must have some unknown cards in her hand to be able to come here."

Xu Xiaoshou sighed in his heart.

Yes, the black sword sheath is in her hand.

At that time, Yu Zhiwen's words were vaguely audible. She was 90% sure about the "Four Swords".

"This..."

Another silly little monk appeared in the picture, sticking his butt out, staring nervously at the "Four Swords" flying in the void.

"This is a disciple of 'You Yuan Buddha'. You also know that You Yuan Buddha was also a close friend of the Eighth Sword Immortal when he was alive."

"With this relationship, he can easily take out some tokens of the Eighth Sword Immortal, which may resonate with 'You Si Jian'."

"Moreover, one of the Eighth Sword Immortal's former swords, the Great Compassion Tears Sword, was given by 'You Yuan Buddha'."

"Now that the famous sword is lost and its whereabouts are unknown, it is very likely that it is in the possession of this little monk."

Famous sword, Great Compassion Tears Sword?

Xu Xiaoshou frowned.

This little monk, is he hiding something from me?

Doesn't he only have the "Hell Void Magic Wand" and the "Buddha Slashing Knife"?

Didn't I get these two magical objects?

How come there is also a famous sword?

Good guy!

"Next... No, the next three."

The scene changed, and the familiar three swordsmen appeared.

The three sat in a triangle, silent.

But it seemed that something was brewing, and the aura on his body became more and more terrifying as time went by.

"These are people from the 'Sword Burial Tomb'. They brought two famous swords alone. You can imagine how powerful they are."

"But this is not the main point. What I am afraid of is that they have the token of the sword fairy Wen Ting."

"At worst, as long as they bring a trace of the sword intent of the broken sword 'Qing Ju', I am afraid that 'You Si Jian' will go directly with them."

The Seventh Sword Fairy, Wen Ting?

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked.

He thought of the story told by Yu Zhiwen in Yuan Mansion.

Isn't this the extraordinary existence whose light was covered by the Eighth Sword Fairy for a lifetime, and was not discovered by the world until the other party died?

It turns out that these three swordsman brothers are the ones under the seat of the sword fairy Wen Ting?

Damn, I didn't think so before, but now it seems that they are all big backgrounds!

"And the people of 'Xu Yue Hui Gong'..." Lei Shuangxing continued.

The screen shook, and the shadow of Xin Gugu appeared.

"This is a reckless man. I have fought with him. He is very strong."

"Even if he does not transform into a ghost beast host, he still has terrifying combat power, but he is indeed a simple-minded person with strong limbs."

"The person in charge of the 'Xu Yue Hui Gong' is not him, that's for sure."

"But I haven't found the other person. The only one we need to be wary of... this pure ghost beast host force is the most likely to cause accidents, so we have to be on guard!"

"The last one..."

"Well, there is another one?" The voice transmitter's puzzled voice appeared, "I don't know where he is?"

"Over there."

The screen blurred, and a group of young faces appeared.

Xu Xiaoshou's pupils shrank.

People from Tiansang Ling Palace?

"These little brats?"

The voice transmitter's voice became suspicious, "What can they have?"

"You don't need to look at the others. Senior, you can focus on the leader." Lei Shuangxing said.

"The leader... this?"

The picture was fixed, and it was fixed on Rao Yinyin.

Xu Xiaoshou himself was confused.

What else is special about this senior sister from the inner courtyard?

The scenes of his contact with this girl flashed by frame by frame, but after recalling it, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't find anything special about her.

The tone of the tears was extremely cautious: "Her last name is 'Rao'!"

"Rao?"

"……hiss!"

The messenger only repeated one sentence, then seemed to think of something, and then the screen trembled, obviously he was shocked.

"Rao?"

Xu Xiaoshou also muttered in his heart.

Just one last name, is there anything special about it?

"Yes, my surname is Rao."

Tears Shuangxing did not explain too much, "A great chaos is about to break out. Seniors can kill everyone, but this person cannot be killed. Just pay attention to this."

"I'm throwing it!" Now it was Xu Xiaoshou's turn to be frightened.

Just because of a surname, Rao Yinyin cannot be killed?

Your surname is Rao?

Are you going to spare her?

What the hell is this? 1

You're a blind man, you have no eyes, can't you speak more fluently, and shake it all out?

What's the point of beating around the bush and hiding the truth?

I, the second son of the "Saint Slave", still don't know anything!

But what can Xu Xiaoshou do?

There is nothing he can do!

I wanted to follow the messenger and respond with a tone of surprise.

But then I thought about it.

Rao Yinyin is from the Spiritual Palace. As the deputy dean of the Spiritual Palace, he must know something.

This small detail can never go wrong.

"Um."

He nodded calmly, as if Mu Zixi had spoken well in front of the affirmation.

"Senior Wu Xiu, Senior Storyteller, that's all I've learned before and after I entered the White Cave. The rest is up to you," said the last words in tears, and then fell silent.

Senior storyteller...

Xu Xiaoshou sighed feebly.

He did roughly guess the identity of the messenger.

But after the sentence of tears fell, the truth finally emerged.

Storyteller, the seventh in command of the "Saint Slave".

He was there too!

That is to say, Vigil was not able to capture him at all near the Sun Spirit Fusion Lake that day.

And it was indeed intentional that he was frozen in the ice.

So, the ghost beast that this guy mentioned before...

"The Gray Fog Man has been captured by him?"

Xu Xiaoshou didn't have time to marvel, and "Perception" immediately scanned it for a week.

No vigil!

Among the red-coated team, there is no one named Vigil.

"he died?"

His heart tightened, and Xu Xiaoshou suddenly felt sad.

Vigil, you died miserably...

Although in the end everyone turned into a confrontational situation.

But I have never forgotten the special care you gave me, Xu Xiaoshou, and the gift of the sword!

That’s all.

There is no resurrection after death, so go on well...

If I have the chance, I, Xu Xiaoshou, will definitely burn incense for you.

No.

Three sticks!

"Senior Wuxi."

Lorelei's voice suddenly appeared.

"Although the White Cave is about to break through, I also know that you are not afraid of Gou Wuyue."

"But now everything still has to wait until the first one comes out of the crack in the 'Void Island'. Then we can break through the boundary. After all, everyone is not very clear about the current situation outside."

"I don't know why you can't transmit the message, but..."

Xu Xiaoshou's heart skipped a beat.

This woman...

Lorelei said: "If it's because of any restrictions, would you like to come together and sit in the ancient book space of the senior storyteller and ask him to help remove the marks or something?"

"Being invited, passive value, +1."

"Under suspicion, passive value, +1."