Chapter 745 "Tanghulu"

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 amount."

"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 middle table. 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 strong.

Xu Xiaoshou did not have such an obvious feeling 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 the entire Saint Slaves organization has eight masters as the first Saint Slaves and many Taixu and Zhan Dao as the nine Saint Slaves, it 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, 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 and have probably arrived at the trade fair, 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, 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 a burden.

"Survive!"

After saying this, Xu Xiaoshou disappeared.

Too weak...

No time...

No time to grow...

Xu Xiaoshou once again felt that time was not enough.

Even though he practiced very fast, as fast as flying.

He even felt that apart from the abnormal growth speed of the three-breath innate and three-year sword immortals like Ba Zun'an, there were not many people on the continent who could match him.

But this was still too slow.

But there was nothing that could be done.

How easy is it to compare with the Taixu figures of the previous era with the talent of a young man?

On the long street.

Once the Tengshanhai boundary was opened, the storyteller and the ancient book world confronted each other.

The two of them understood each other and disappeared beyond the limit of Xu Xiaoshou's "perception".

The battle between Zhan Dao and Taixu can only be carried out in the boundary.

Once it breaks out in the royal city, it will be a disaster for the people and the people.

"Storyteller?"

Teng Shanhai had one eye, staring at the famous man in red skirt in front of him.

He looked around, then looked behind him: "That guy just now was Xu Xiaoshou, right?"

"No," the storyteller shook his head, "his name is Wen Ming."

"Tsk!"

Teng Shanhai sneered: "I've heard that the Saint Slave Xu Xiaoshou is a monster, with innate cultivation, and can play around with the throne and the way of killing. Now I see that he is just a deserter. It doesn't look good, right?"

The storyteller laughed: "You are Taixu, and you still want to bully the younger generation?"

"That's true..." Teng Shanhai shrugged. Shoulders, the Cang Shen armor clanged, he changed the subject, "However, do you really think that if I let him go, he can leave safely if he can catch the eyes of the six heads of the six departments?"

The storyteller narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"

"Hahaha!"

Teng Shanhai laughed: "Ning Honghong? Right! I checked you, you should be called this name, why do you want to wade into the muddy water of the Holy Slave instead of being a good storyteller and opera singer in the secular world?"

The storyteller's mind was not on this at all.

Teng Shanhai's words made him realize that there was a great terror, he asked: "Six departments, how many people came this time?"

"Not many, only four."

Teng Shanhai actually answered, as if he was stating the reality of the world to a corpse, "In addition to Wang Dachui and me you saw, there is also the pair of Ye Xiao and Yi."

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!!!"

"Too late."

Teng Shanhai took advantage of the situation to expand the boundary, smoothly covering the entire space, and completely seized the advantage of the terrain.

He tilted his head, and his bones cracked.

Then he clenched his fists, and the two fists collided. With a bang, the air wave burst out from the fist hole, pushing the entire void space.

"Come on!"

"Let me see how your storyteller escaped from Gou Wuyue's hands."

"Or, Gou Wuyue, has really been letting him go all the time when carrying out missions for so many years!"

...

The other side.

Xu Xiaoshou, who ran too fast and couldn't hear the storyteller's voice at all, felt that his brain was a bit muddled while running wildly.

"Fenghuang Street, what road is it, and 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 his mind!

The trade fair, the uncle, the storyteller, the Eight Masters...

Tonight is simply the moment when the big game of Wangcheng is unveiled. There are all kinds of wonderful things, which make people panic. If you are not careful, you will lose one move.

If you miss one step, the chariots, horses and artillery will hit you head-on, and you will definitely die.

"Fenghuang Street, Xun Gu Road... Yes, Xun Gu Road!"

"No, it seems to be Gu Xun Road..."

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly recalled.

But no matter "Gu Xun" or "Xun Gu", he remembered this place and wanted to go there immediately.

But then, the picture of Xuan Wuji asking for help from a distance appeared in his mind.

It can be imagined how chaotic the trade fair was that made Mo Mo use the signal for help from a distance.

"Junior sister..."

Xu Xiaoshou was anxious.

Old Sang is gone, and the junior sister can't die!

He turned his head immediately and wanted to fly towards the trade fair.

But the storyteller's words appeared in his mind again.

Haitang'er has already gone, what's the point of him going there this time?

It's better to find the teleportation array directly and go to the side of Ba Zun'an for safety.

But is this really okay?

Everyone is fighting, I'm hiding...

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly remembered someone again.

Yes!

He still has someone to use!

"Mr. Siren..."

If the game in the Holy Temple tonight was led by Rao Yaoyao of the Seven Swordsmen.

The only one who can resist her is Mei Siren, who is also one of the Seven Swordsmen!

Unfortunately.

Mei Siren should still be in charge of the first floor of the sky.

"Ask him to come out!"

Xu Xiaoshou made a quick decision and wanted to go back to the first floor of the sky.

But at this time...

"Pah!"

A crisp sound disturbed Xu Xiaoshou's complicated thoughts.

Freed from the nightmare of the inner demon, the sound of raindrops falling to the ground in the sky returned to his ears, and the sound of the cold wind whistling in the rainy night also appeared again.

Not far away, there was a sound of a little girl crying loudly.

Xu Xiaoshou knew he was getting anxious.

He finally realized that he was still a young man after all, with too little experience.

No matter how smart he was, he couldn't compare to the methods of those old foxes.

Once he got stuck in a dead end, it was tantamount to self-destruction.

The enemy's multiple predicaments probably wanted the effect of being possessed by a demon at this moment!

"Wow--"

The crying sound in his ears became louder, and Xu Xiaoshou turned his head to look.

It was a little girl bathing in the heavy rain in the streets and alleys, kneeling in the puddles, crying loudly at the candied haws that had not been licked halfway in the dirty water.

"Whose child is so naughty?"

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.

He didn't sleep in the middle of the night and let such a little girl run out on the empty street...

Aren't you afraid of being kidnapped?

"Bewitched, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou had suffered a loss from Yu Lingdi last time, so he always kept an eye on the information bar.

When the information bar refreshed again, his attention was immediately drawn.

However, at this time.

The little girl with a high ponytail in the puddle suddenly stopped crying, grabbed the candied haws in the dirty water, and put it straight into her mouth.

"Psycho?"

Xu Xiaoshou immediately rushed over, "This can't be eaten!"

Swipe.

He hit forward, but missed.

At this time, Xu Xiaoshou was still in the disappearing state, even if he wanted to knock down the candied haws, he was powerless.

He staggered, and his figure even passed through the little girl.

Then he looked back and looked at the little girl who had taken a bite of the candied haws in the dirty water. At this time, she was already holding her throat and retching.

Obviously, it didn't taste good.

"Bewitched, passive value, +1."

The information bar jumped again.

Xu Xiaoshou turned his attention and realized that something was wrong.

But at this time, the little girl was suddenly caught by the candied haws. She coughed and rolled her eyes. She kept beating, but couldn't vomit out the foreign objects.

"Idiot!"

Xu Xiaoshou stretched out his hand.

He felt that his mind was somewhat out of his control.

At this time, there were two ideas in his mind:

One was to withdraw and stay out of it.

But the other was to spit on the meanness and evil of this idea. A kind person would never have even a half of this idea.

In the end, justice defeated evil.

Xu Xiaoshou, holding a fluke mentality, quickly lifted the disappearance state of two fingers and helped the trapped little girl pull out the candied haws.

"Wow wow wow——"

The little girl was freed and moved to tears, but she was still crying.

Her two little hands quickly hugged the finger that appeared out of thin air in front of her.

At this time, her speed was actually slow.

Because Xu Xiaoshou immediately reactivated the disappearance technique as soon as he pulled out the candied haws.

But the little girl still stopped crying temporarily in a flash, and her little hand grabbed the index finger that disappeared slowly.

"Woo woo, big brother, my candied haws are gone..."

The little girl raised her head in the rainstorm, her big eyes were full of rain and tears, her eyelashes were wet, sticking to her eyeballs and eyelids, making her eyelids flicker and blink.

Her red cheeks, twitching nose, and small mouth pursed into a reverse curve, combined with her big eyes that were crying, were simply pitiful.

Xu Xiaoshou felt a chill all over his body only when his index finger was grabbed.

The next second, he forgot about it, forgot about the information bar, and involuntarily contacted the disappearance technique.

"Okay, brother will buy you a new candied haws, don't cry..." Xu Xiaoshou's eyes became dull, he bent his knees and squatted, gently stroking the little girl's head.

The little girl was still crying: "Wow, 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 hand tightly with one finger, stood up in the heavy rain and looked in the direction of the trade fair, and said dully:

"Look there!"

"There is a big sister named Rao, she sells candied haws, we can just go find her, don't cry~"