Chapter 229: Big Chess

"Xu, Xiao, Shou!"

The ten-finger seeding technique had not yet been successfully developed, and a gritting voice came from behind.

Turn around.

Zhao Xidong!

"Ah, why are you here?" Xu Xiaoshou was a little surprised.

"Why can't I be here? If I don't come, you will bury more law enforcement officers!"

Zhao Xidong's face was green. He pointed angrily at the two carrot pits on the ground. The two people in the pit lowered their heads in shame and just wanted to dig a crack in the ground to bury themselves.

It's so embarrassing!

Xu Xiaoshou quickly gathered the energy in his hand. Since Zhao Xidong had arrived, it was really a pity today.

"No, they wanted to go in by themselves. I'll send them off." He looked at the two people in the pit and asked, "Right?"

"..."

The two were completely confused. Who the hell wanted to go in?

Zhao Xidong was there, and they wanted to refute it, but then they thought, Zhao Xidong is not here every day...

Xu Xiaoshou, on the contrary, is very likely!

For a while, the two couldn't say anything.

Zhao Xidong was furious when he saw these two idiots were silent. He pointed at Lan Xinzi behind him and said, "What's going on with this?"

He said this, but he was a little surprised in his heart.

The name of Blue Fairy is not false. It was the first time in all these years that he saw this woman appear in front of him in such a miserable state.

"She?"

Xu Xiaoshou also turned around and looked at Lan Xinzi who was already taking drugs silently. He said with regret, "She wanted to kill me, I fought back in self-defense."

Lan Xinzi's hand froze.

"Cursed, passive value, +1."

Zhao Xidong was furious.

"Fight back in self-defense, law enforcement officers are here and you fight back in self-defense? What's the matter with this big tripod?" He pointed angrily at the bathtub beside Xu Xiaoshou.

"Big tripod?"

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned. How could he tell that this was a big tripod?

That's right, this guy might have seen Old Sang...

He puffed his chest: "You said it was a big cauldron, of course it's used to make pills, can it be used to hit people?"

Two people in the pit: ???

"Cursed, passive value, +1."

The onlookers burst into tears, saying that, but your actions are inconsistent!

Zhao Xidong calmed down, enough, today's conversation with Xu Xiaoshou has been enough, if he continues, something will probably happen.

He said lightly: "Let's go to the Lingfa Pavilion, no need to say more."

How could Xu Xiaoshou go with him?

It's ridiculous to be enforced by law without killing anyone!

"Private fighting is not prohibited in the inner courtyard!" he said loudly.

"Haha, you know the rules very well, but do you know what crime it is to beat up law enforcement officers?" Zhao Xidong sneered.

"It's none of my business, it's his hand."

Xu Xiaoshou pointed to the bathtub beside him, and Zhao Xidong was immediately trembling with anger.

The fucking hand from the bathtub...

"If you don't use it, can it hit people?"

"Someone wants to kill me just because I'm standing in the inner courtyard!" Xu Xiaoshou argued.

The smiles on the faces of the onlookers froze after hearing this.

The young man in front of him was indeed a little funny, but to be honest, this guy was also a tragic figure!

He had offended the biggest boss in the inner courtyard for no reason, and lived a life of fear every day.

If it were me, could I have persisted for so long?

Zhao Xidong was speechless immediately, and he thought of Wen Chong.

So, all the blame, in the final analysis, should be attributed to me?

After all, it was his fault as the referee that day...

Hmm?

No!

We were clearly discussing Xu Xiaoshou's beating of law enforcement officers, why did it go off track?

He took a deep breath, looked at Xu Xiaoshou's somewhat aggrieved expression, and couldn't help but feel fucked up.

This kid, you can't guard against him!

"Okay, if you don't want to leave, hand over the weapon you used. If you dare to do it again, I'll take it from you!" Zhao Xidong said coldly.

He didn't believe that he really couldn't cure this kid!

"You want this bathtub?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked strange, "To be honest, this thing is really not mine, it belongs to Old Sang, do you want it?"

Old Sang?

Zhao Xidong suddenly had a toothache, why is it Old Sang again, how come you can always be related to Old Sang?

But the thing in front of him seemed to be somewhat similar to Old Sang's alchemy furnace.

No, except that it was a size smaller, it was simply the same lineage!

Thinking of the previous things, it seemed that every time he wanted to attack Xu Xiaoshou, there was always an irresistible and inexplicable force that hindered his actions.

Or various coincidences, or the pull of the dark, or in a very direct way expressed by man:

Sometimes it was Ye Xiaotian, sometimes it was Boss Xiao, or even the masked man?

Zhao Xidong felt that he had found some clues, and he pushed on further...

Could it be that Xu Xiaoshou really had some relationship with Sang Lao?

Master and disciple?

He was shocked again. This was not the first time he had this idea, but Sang Lao clearly had a disciple!

Mu Zixi...

No!

Zhao Xidong's pupils shrank suddenly.

Mu Zixi?

That's right!

Every time he pushed to this point, his thoughts would always be blocked by this seemingly ordinary, but actually the greatest irresistible existence!

"Is Xu Xiaoshou really related to Mr. Sang, and Mu Zixi is just a cover-up?"

Coming to such a conclusion, Zhao Xidong's heart suddenly beat wildly.

"Why?"

If Xu Xiaoshou is really Sang Lao's disciple, why can't he tell him?

Although this guy sounds ridiculous, his strength is truly incredible, and his qualifications are almost unparalleled in the inner courtyard. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the number one person in the Spiritual Palace.

Why hide it?

As mentioned before, perhaps because he had had many girlfriends, Zhao Xidong felt that his intuition was very accurate, and he seemed to smell an unusual smell.

Not in the spiritual palace, it's more like a big game of chess that hasn't started yet, and Xu Xiaoshou's majesty has not yet been revealed!

However, the young man in front of him is already like this, and he still has to say that he has not yet revealed his talents...

What will it look like when the market actually opens?

"Hoo~"

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Zhao Xidong looked at the young man who still had a harmless smile on his face, feeling frightened in his heart.

He had learned the methods of those old guys before.

If it weren't for their reasons, I probably wouldn't be a mere law enforcer in the Spiritual Palace...

"Poor creature?"

Sometimes Zhao Xidong really didn't want to be so smart. When he was confused, his mind would just spin.

He doesn't want to be the one in the middle!

The further away the better!

"Xu Xiaoshou, let's go." There was suddenly a hint of weakness in his voice.

Xu Xiaoshou was about to sacrifice Mr. Sang's token, but he didn't expect that the famous man from Lingfa Pavilion would let him go.

Looking at the large number of "under suspicion" in the information column, he really didn't know what this guy was thinking.

But it doesn’t matter!

Xu Xiaoshou packed up his things and pointed behind him: "She is injured, let me help her leave!"

Lan Xinzi:? ? ?

Veins popped up on Zhao Xidong's forehead in an instant. This guy was just trying to push his limits!

"Xu Xiaoshou, don't go too far..."

"Xu Xiaoshou?"

A soft voice interrupted his words. When everyone turned their heads and looked, they saw a man whose body seemed to be able to hold up the sky.

"Gulu!"

The eyes of the onlookers were all glazed over, and they swallowed saliva unconsciously.

"coming?"

Xu Xiaoshou also moved when he heard the sound. When he turned around, he saw the burly figure more than two meters tall behind him.

The man had a black beard, his muscles under the linen clothes showed amazing curvature, and a half-shirt-length shawl fluttered in the wind.

Xu Xiaoshou lowered his eyelids, as if he knew who the visitor was.

Taking a step forward, he extended his hand in a friendly manner.

"first meet."

Zhang Xinxiong took out a piece of paper from the clothes that were half wrapped around his huge chest. Like a giant looking down, he patted Xu Xiaoshou's chest, which was lower than his own by more than a head.

With a thud, the paper fell to the ground.

On it is Xu Xiaoshou's portrait.

"We have been friends for a long time!"