I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

he ignored it, Xu Xiaoshou didn’t know how she could leave the arena after using the Vanishing technique.

The stalemate on the battlefield was broken by his sudden intrusion.

At this moment, without a suitable reason, no one would shatter the space of the Storyteller’s ancient book.

Even Red-robed didn’t dare.

Previously, he didn’t allow Red-robed to make a move because Xin Gugu’s matter hadn’t been settled yet.

But now, he wanted to give up.

The other party really didn’t dare!

As the second son of the Saint Servant and the person who had received the double gift, the current Xu Xiaoshou had even less reason to undermine his own family.

Thus, if he wanted to get out of the ancient book’s space.

Unless the Storyteller’s brain was caught in a spatial crack and he detonated the ancient book’s space.

Otherwise, there was only this one chance left.

One was because Yu Zhiwen had said a few more words and had inexplicably angered the second son of the Saint Servant.
Then, the second son of the Saint Servant had lost his temper and forced Red-robed to make a move, a good opportunity to break the ancient book’s space!

In any case, it was normal for Elder Sang to lose his temper for no reason.

“Little girl…”

Xu Xiaoshou stopped with a smile and turned his head to glance at her.

With a boom, the space where Red-robed was was instantly collapsed and became unstable.

Yu Zhiwen, who was hiding in the barrier of the Heaven Sealing Array, even let out a muffled groan and blood oozed out of the corner of her mouth under the indiscriminate damage.

Xu Xiaoshou: “…”

So weak?

That’s right.

She had forgotten that Yu Zhiwen was probably the only remaining ‘innate expert’ other than herself.

“Zhiwen!”

Lan Ling flew to Yu Zhiwen’s side and supported her with one hand, passing her gentle spiritual source over.

She lowered her eyebrows and didn’t even have the time to glare at the Saint Servant who was bullying the weak.
She just kept signaling with her eyes, trying to figure out the reason why Yu Zhiwen kept this old guy.

“It’s okay, he has already held back.”

Yu Zhiwen felt this familiar aura of oppression, as if she could see the scene of Xu Xiaoshou being suppressed when the Path Pattern Initial Stone was born.

She thought back to the same familiar scorching high temperature..

She sighed in her heart.

She vaguely understood something.

“May I ask, Senior, do you have a disciple named Xu Xiaoshou?”

Yu Zhiwen voiced out her doubts.

However, her gaze had been fixed on the fourth sword.

After this was said, Xu Xiaoshou did not wait for any reaction.

The bodies of the Night Guardian and the Storyteller trembled.

“Xu Xiaoshou?”

The Storyteller raised his eyebrows.

This name should not be the female disciple that he had seen just now, right?

Why, there was a faint sense of familiarity?

After pondering for a moment, the Storyteller’s pupils suddenly constricted.

He had heard of this name before!

Previously, during the battle between the Incarnation and the Night Guardian, the little brother who had finally escaped from the ancient book’s space with the Seal Ghost Beast..

He was Second Brother’s disciple?

This time, the Storyteller looked at the straw hat old man with a playful expression.

Dead man!

You have such a handsome disciple, why don’t you tell him?

He can’t beat you, so he can only let you do whatever you want..

Fine, you give it to the dead man, just you wait!

“Xu Xiaoshou…”

“Hehe.”

He suddenly covered his red lips, as if he had thought of something funny, and secretly laughed.

..

“Xu Xiaoshou?”

“No, it can’t be…”

“Which Xu Xiaoshou?”

“That Xu Xiaoshou? !”

Red-robed’s telepathic communication instantly became a little noisy.

Lan Ling looked back at the Night Nuardian in disbelief, as if she wanted to confirm something.

“How did I know…”

Night Guardian was also dumbfounded.

Xu Xiaoshou was the disciple of the Second Brother of the Saint Servant?

Even though he had felt the anxious power of this person in front of him similar to Xu Xiaoshou before, the Night Guardian had never thought about it.

But due to his subjective consciousness, the Night Guardian had never thought of this.

According to the private information that Red-robed had searched, shouldn’t Xu Xiaoshou be the secret disciple of Elder Sang, the Vice Dean of Tiansang Spirit Palace?

Wait a minute!

Elder Sang?

Night Guardian was suddenly shocked and broke out in cold sweat.

Elder Sang seemed to be the Vice Dean of the Magic Pill Alchemy Association.

Elder Sang seemed to be the first dean of Tiansang Spirit Palace who had burned down half of Chuyun Peak.

Elder Sang..

Is the Saint Servant’s Second Brother?

His heart seized, and the Night Guardian was horrified.

Even if he had never dealt with the so-called Vice Dean of Tiansang Spirit Palace.

But I’ve heard a lot about the man.

Now.

And all of a sudden,.

The appearance of a Xu Xiaoshou, all things, all linked together?

“Got it!”

“I finally understand!”

At this moment, Night Guardian suddenly understood.

How could a small Prefecture and a small Tiansang Spirit Palace nurture a peerless talent like Xu Xiaoshou.

If a Saint Servant had acted in the dark, then with all his efforts, he would have been able to achieve such achievements, let alone now.

It was possible for Xu Xiaoshou’s strength to double again!

As for why Xu Xiaoshou had always refused to be recruited by him, he had always kept a distance from him.

At this moment, everything seemed to make sense.

“Red-robed, Saint Servant…”

“How can I keep a distance from him without being rejected?” Night Guardian smiled bitterly.

Lan Ling also realized something.

She looked at Night Guardian and each knew what the other was thinking.

When Night Guardian put Xu Xiaoshou on the Red-robed’s blacklist, Lan Ling didn’t know why.

But now, those things that were thrown into the corner of her memory, seemingly impossible to be related to, were all connected together.

No one could remain calm.

Even Xin, who had always been slow-witted, suddenly realized something.

“Sister Zhiwen, is what you said true?”

Yu Zhiwen did not speak.
Her beautiful starry eyes stared straight at the distant straw hat old man.

Really?

Yu Zhiwen herself didn’t believe the truth.

But if it was Xu Xiaoshou..

Anything was possible!

At this moment, she even had an even greater doubt in her heart.

Infernal Original Seed, the power of the Frozen Tribulation, the sword cognition created by the Eighth Sword Deity, and that vast aura..

Even if they were master and disciple, how could they be so similar?

Even though this straw hat old man had never displayed sword will from the beginning to the end, as if everything was a struggle with the Fourth Sword.

However, if he was Xu Xiaoshou..

Everything could be explained.

“No! Impossible!”

Yu Zhiwen was shocked by her own guess.

If the person in front of her was really Xu Xiaoshou, then it would be too shocking.

Scolding the Storyteller, shocking Red-robed with one glance, taking in the ghost beast with a flip of his hand..

Xu Xiaoshou wouldn’t dare to court death even if he had ten guts!

Although they hadn’t been together for a long time, Yu Zhiwen knew.

Xu Xiaoshou cherished his life as much as everyone present… gathered together!

“Disciple?”

In the air, the “Second Brother of the Saint Servant” pulled the corner of his scary mouth and smiled inexplicably.

His face also started to become gloomy and strange.

“I do have another disciple, but it’s not Xu Xiaoshou like you said.”

“His name is…”

Xu Xiaoshou subconsciously wanted to use Zhou Tianshen to take the blame, but then he thought about it.

Red-robed didn’t know Zhou Tianshen, but Yu Zhiwen had seen him before.

Zhang Xinxiong?

No.

Zhang Taiying was connected to the ghost beast, so Red-robed must have investigated the Zhang family.

Who else could move forward?

Zhang Xinxiong… That’s right, this guy seemed to be a cousin of some guy?

Xu Xiaoshou thought about it, and finally, the name of the original enemy from the outer yard of Tiansang Spirit Palace, which he had almost forgotten, appeared in his mind.

“Well…”

Xu Xiaoshou put his hands behind his back and raised his chin.
“His name is Wen Ming.”