Chapter 561: Turning the Tide, Turning the Tide

The whole audience was dumbfounded.

At that time, there were only a few people who could keep up with Lan Ling and Yu Zhiwen's rhythm and judgment.

But when the sentence "I am Xu Xiaoshou" really popped out of the mouth of Shengnu Laoer in a tone that was extremely absurd.

No one dares to believe it anymore.

It’s ridiculous!

This is simply a ridiculous and extremely stupid inference that makes people laugh and cry!

Holy slave’s second child!

The person standing in front of me is the second-in-command of the Saint Slaves, Wu Xiu!

A peerless being who was able to escape from the hands of Wuyue Sword Immortal more than ten years ago, and even today, more than ten years later, dares to fight Gou Wuyue alone.

And Xu Xiaoshou...

Everyone knows that "the one who is born strong".

No matter how powerful the personal skills he has mastered, such as Grandmaster's Body, Grandmaster's Sword Intention, Spiritual Array Master, Furnace Alchemist...

After all, he is just a genius.

Can be installed again.

Momentum, insight, courage, overall view, etc...

Can it be done?

Can you pretend it?

Yu Zhiwen's ability to calmly reason and state his opinions in an orderly manner in the battle between the thrones and Zhan Dao has already amazed everyone in red.

But that was the insight she could have as a direct descendant of Dao Xuanji of the Holy Temple Hall and ranked second on the Dao Ministry's Heavenly Ranking. With an extremely strong background and resources, she could only have the knowledge to have the beauty of heaven.

These were enough for her to maintain a sense of calmness in such a situation.

You can stand up and say a few words without your feet being weak or your legs shaking.

How many young people are there in this world who have such background and resources?

And who is Xu Xiaoshou?

A junior who started his career in Tiansang Ling Palace and grew to his previous level only took a few months.

yes!

His qualifications are good!

But what about your vision and experience?

How could he hide it from the storyteller, suppress the whole audience in a situation where there are many thrones and slaying roads, and make everyone keep secret?

A 10,000 percent possibility...

impossible!

Among the people in red, Lan Ling was laughing crazily in a low voice.

She also realized and figured this out clearly.

There are too many mysteries, and they really have to be boiled down to their root causes.

Everything has actually been solved for a long time.

Not to mention that Xu Xiaoshou would not be able to appear with such strength.

To put it another way, he would really pretend to be the second son of a holy slave.

Would the storyteller, who is also a slave of the saint, not be able to see this and let him scold him?

He is at the top of the Dao of Cutting!

The pinnacle powerhouse of the world who has survived all nine death thunder tribulations!

Can he doubt Hongyi, but can he also doubt his own family, the Saint Slave?

Can you still doubt that such a peak powerhouse would cooperate with Xu Xiaoshou, who may have never heard of it, to act in this scene?

impossible!

To sum up.

The starting point of the previous inference itself was wrong.

And any reasoning that attempts to deceive oneself and others based on a wrong starting point is, at best, just self-justifying.

At a certain moment, I couldn’t keep my mouth straight.

I can only go back and take a look.

Then you will find...

Devastated!

The existence of the storyteller already proves everything!

"Zhiwen..."

Lan Ling smiled bitterly.

She was so sorry for this girl.

At the same time, I trust this girl too much.

No matter how outstanding he is, no matter how big his background is, he comes from the headquarters of the Holy Temple to help.

Yu Zhiwen's mission itself was just to help crack the "Thirty-Six Days Sealing Formation". ,

No one ever said...

Even the senior leaders of Shengnu have never said that she, Yu Zhiwen, can play a field-controlling role in high-end wars.

We are really going to encounter a war.

Yu Zhiwen is just a child!

Lan Ling didn't blame her thinking for being misled step by step by Yu Zhiwen.

She only hated herself, because because the little girl was from the Holy Temple Headquarters, she was entrusted with such an important task and allowed her to independently solve the situation in front of her that even she could not solve.

And the ending...

One word "run" finally ends all delusions!

…

"Second brother..."

The storyteller looked at his second son who was laughing wildly and even wiping away tears.

To be honest, the panic in his heart at the moment was no less than that of Lan Ling.

I have never seen the second child lose his temper like this before, even unable to stop smiling. This is simply...

"Are you crazy? What am I doing?"

"Just because of what the little girl in red said, did you suspect the second child?"

"Then no matter how good Xu Xiaoshou is, can he be as good as the second child, as if he is carved from the same mold?"

"The twins are not like this, right?"

"Ability, appearance, behavior, demeanor..."

The storyteller pressed his chest and retreated step by step.

There seemed to be Lorelei's voice in his ears, but this time, he blocked it directly.

No one can imagine what the completely crazy Er Er will do next.

He didn't even dare to be distracted!

"Second brother, you..."

The storyteller swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty: "Are you okay?"

"Being cared for, passive value, +1."

"I'm fine..."

Xu Xiaoshou panted and waved his hands. After his breathing became smoother, he finally woke up and said, "Hey, I'm fine, I'm fine. How big of a problem can I, Xu Xiaoshou, do?"

"Even you are intimidated by me. Is there anything that I, Xu Xiaoshou, can't do?"

"Being questioned, passive value, +19."

The storyteller's mouth began to twitch.

"Second brother, take it easy. No, don't mess around. Xu Xiaoshou and the like, everyone is joking!"

"Those people..."

He pointed at the scattered red clothes and sneered, "Ordinary idiots, there is no need to bother with them."

"Yes."

Xu Xiaoshou nodded, looked up, and said solemnly, "But with you, I really need to see it, don't I?"

"I..."

The storyteller was speechless for a moment.

This time, his hair stood on end. He almost blew up the ancient book space and fled to the ends of the earth.

Brother, help me...

Second brother wants to kill him!

"Hehe, hehe..."

"I'm not, I'm not..."

The storyteller's eyes rolled quickly, and his eyes focused on the Tianshu Jipan in the second brother's hand. He suddenly noticed it and changed the topic, saying:

"Isn't I scared by your Tianshu Jipan?"

"Didn't that little girl say that this thing is on Xu Xiaoshou?"

Xu Xiaoshou sighed deeply: "You believe whatever Hongyi says... Storyteller, this is what you mean, right?"

The storyteller's legs went weak.

"Being feared, passive value, +1."

"I didn't mean that!"

He explained in a panic: "It's because what they said is too real, I, I..."

Looking back at Lan Ling, whose face was full of distraught.

At this moment, the storyteller also realized that he had been led by Hongyi's attitude before.

Look at Lan Ling.

This loss of composure is equivalent to them recognizing the reality-the person in front of them can't be the so-called Xu Xiaoshou pretending, right?

If that's the case, why would I doubt him!

This is the real Lao Er standing in front of me.

But just because of a few words from Hong Yi, I doubt him?

The storyteller was really stupid at this moment.

He wanted to slap himself hard to eliminate the hatred of his own stupidity.

"Then this Tianshu Jipan..."

Although he was afraid in his heart, the storyteller knew that he must not let Lao Er's attention be on him at this moment.

Otherwise, he would definitely use him to vent his anger.

Divert his attention and ask him how he got the Tianshu Jipan, that's right... The storyteller had an idea.

"So, it was also obtained from Xu Xiaoshou?" The storyteller asked with his eyes dodging.

"You guys are really going to make me laugh so hard."

Xu Xiaoshou took back the Tianshu Jipan, followed the breath, shook his head and sighed: "I did meet a junior before, but I didn't know him."

"The Tianshu Jipan was not my intention."

"These things..."

Xu Xiaoshou sighed, "I'm not interested at all."

The red-clothed people were all stunned.

If you are not interested, you still want it?

"Despised, passive value, +12."

Not even interested in the Tianshu Jipan?

At this moment, Lan Ling suddenly realized that in all the inferences just now, she had overlooked an important factor.

"Coincidence!"

What if Xu Xiaoshou and the second Saint Slave met in this small white cave?

"Impossible."

"There will be no such coincidence."

"Unless, the second Saint Slave personally went to Xu Xiaoshou and took the Tianshu Jipan from him."

"But this is also a doubt." Lan Ling's thoughts turned wildly.

"Saint Slave Wuxiu should be an alchemist and would not be interested in the Tianshu Jipan, as can be seen from what he said just now."

"He did not seek Xu Xiaoshou for this reason..."

Lan Ling had no time to feel guilty.

She cast her eyes on the storyteller who was in deep thought.

Although there was a little more fear in her eyes, she was still waiting for an answer that would be recognized.

If even the storyteller knew why Saint Slave Lao Er wanted to find Xu Xiaoshou, and it was not Saint Slave Lao Er who was just making up his own story...

Then my previous reasoning was simply a joke.

Because the only remaining key factor was that Xu Xiaoshou was dead!

Saint Slave Lao Er got everything from him!

So, what could it be?

What made such a powerful person go after the insignificant Xiantian who was as small as an ant?

...

The storyteller was also confused by Lao Er's words.

He pondered for a long time.

Suddenly, the scene he saw in Ling Rongze at that time appeared in his mind.

When I arrived at that place, the icy realm had just collided with the flame aura and exploded once.

But at that time, everyone was looking for the "Three Days of Frozen Tribulation".

Even I was attracted by the "Three Days of Frozen Tribulation".

After all, the "Jinzhao Original Seed" on the other side was a ghost thing that I didn't want to touch, and those juniors were even more powerless.

But!

At that time!

On the eve of the second explosion, although the picture flashed, I still saw a vague figure shooting out from the direction of the "Jinzhao Original Seed".

That was Xu Xiaoshou!

"So..."

The storyteller's eyes lit up, and he slapped his forehead suddenly, and cold sweat splashed out.

"Stupid!"

"I'm really stupid!"

"This wave..."

The storyteller almost buried himself in the space cracks out of shame.

The "Jinzhao Original Seed" that no one dared to touch, Xu Xiaoshou dared to find it because he got a little chance from Lao Er, and he dug it out.

Later, Xu Xiaoshou and the sealed ghost beast came out of the ancient book space, and he never felt the slightest breath of Jinzhao on the sealed ghost beast.

This means that the Jinzhao Original Seed fell on Xu Xiaoshou.

And the Jinzhao Original Seed that no one dared to touch and feared like thunder.

For Lao Er, it is a great tonic!

At that time, I went to find the "Three Days of Frozen Tribulation", and I was thinking that if I could get the "Jinzhao Original Seed", maybe I could help Lao Er recover from his previous injuries?

Now, Lao Er himself has entered the White Cave.

Feeling the power of the same origin as himself, coupled with the battle with the surname Gou, his vitality was severely damaged and he urgently needed to be replenished.

In this situation, would he not look for the so-called Jinzhao original seed?

And the Jinzhao original seed is on Xu Xiaoshou...

At this moment, the second brother also got the Tianshu machine disk.

Doesn't this mean...

"It's very simple!"

The storyteller squatted down in mid-air with his head in his hands.

He was about to cry because of his stupidity!

Isn't all this very simple?

"So the second brother, you sensed the breath of the 'Jinzhao original seed', found Xu Xiaoshou, and got something from him?"

"By the way..."

The storyteller raised his head with tears in his eyes, "By the way, you also recovered from your injuries?"

Boom.

Hearing this sound, Lan Ling felt weak all over, stumbled directly, and fell softly into Xin's arms.

Wrong.

All wrong!

It turns out that the last factor is really not a coincidence.

The second brother of the Holy Slave found Xu Xiaoshou just because of the same source of power, just because of the Jinzhao original seed, just because he urgently needed to recover from his injuries after the battle with Wuyue Sword Immortal?

So, he swallowed the original seed of Jinzhao on Xu Xiaoshou?

Lan Ling felt her heart breaking.

At this moment, the worldview seemed to be disintegrating, collapsing, and disintegrating, and it was difficult to form again.

Shouye's heart was suddenly tightened.

According to this inference...

"Xu Xiaoshou, dead?"

"Questioned, passive value, +1."

...

"Is it difficult to understand?"

Xu Xiaoshou, who was in mid-air, laughed dumbly, "Isn't this obvious?"

He was silent for a long time.

Looking at the completely silent audience.

After Xu Xiaoshou realized that he had lost Yu Zhiwen.

Even after Lan Ling, who was completely led astray by the word "run" at the end and could not be pulled back on track, completely lost her judgment.

No one's brain was available at the scene.

The storyteller had ideas.

Shouye also had ideas.

But their thinking was not really big picture thinking, and they could not control the situation at all.

At best, their thinking could only be regarded as combat thinking.

It is the kind of battle thinking that can grasp a certain detail in the battle and thus turn the tide.

As for controlling the situation, after the two leaders Yu Zhiwen and Lan Ling were gone.

Xu Xiaoshou said bluntly.

None of the people present were his opponents!

He pondered for a short while, and after everyone had barely recovered their emotions, he slowly turned his hand.

"Buzz--"

In an instant.

Not only did the other hand have four swords trembling, but also the swords in the red clothes were trembling.

"Famous sword, Yanmang!"

Shouye's eyes bulged out directly.

At this moment, the second Saint Slave took out was struggling and trembling.

It was the famous sword that he gave away in the name of the red clothes, Yanmang!

"So..."

"Xu Xiaoshou..."

Shouye's eyes dimmed.

He did see Xu Xiaoshou's upright character and admired it very much.

But in the same way, it can be expected.

If that guy develops according to his temper, one day, he will encounter an external force that he cannot resist with his own strength.

And people with Xu Xiaoshou's temperament, to put it bluntly, would rather die than surrender!

"So..."

Shouye shook his head, still in disbelief.

He had expected the result.

But he never expected that just because of such an accident, just because the second Saint Slave happened to enter the White Cave, and just happened to fall in love with the original seed of Jinzhao.

Xu Xiaoshou, 10,000 steps ahead, encountered that kind of irresistible force!

"What's wrong with him?"

Shouye took a step forward and asked unconsciously.

There was even a bit of solemn murderous intent in his words.

"Worried, passive value, +1."

"Him?"

Xu Xiaoshou glanced at the information bar, turned his head, and smiled lightly.

"Very powerful, didn't the little girl just say that Xu Xiaoshou is his friend, and he can even teach her a lot of things."

"What I'm asking is..." Shouye's anger was accumulating, and he said bluntly: "What did you do to him?"

"A lot of things."

Xu Xiaoshou's reply was irrelevant. He weighed the famous sword Yanmang in his hand, which was constantly shaking and "resisting", turned his head and looked at the storyteller and smiled: "Another famous sword, an unexpected gain."

"Hmmmm..."

The storyteller nodded like pounding garlic.

He regretted it so much.

The second brother still remembered his brother's desire to collect famous swords.

Why did he go to such trouble?

Storyteller, are you crazy? You doubt the second brother?

You are sick!

"Second brother, so Xu Xiaoshou... died?" The storyteller asked weakly. He didn't dare to lead the topic to himself at all.

When he saw the second brother's meaningful eyes, he felt his neck was very cold, very cold...

"Not dead."

Xu Xiaoshou smiled and put the famous sword into the ring.

Shouye's heart suddenly relaxed, and even his breathing became much smoother unconsciously.

Then.

But the second brother of the holy slave straightened his straw hat and added again: "I said he is not dead, does anyone dare to believe it now?"

Click.

At this moment, Shouye's body stiffened and his face was as pale as paper.

"Being stared at, passive value, +1."

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