Fantasy: All my skills are passive

Yu Huaxue suddenly took a breath of cold air.

This is too shameless!

How could he be so mean?

Gathering wool into a contest to recruit a bride? Kicked in the brain by a donkey?

"That's mine!"

Yu Huaxue frowned, and her chest hurt with anger.

"I know, you threw it away!"

Fan Jian said.

"Is that a throw? That's an attack!"

Yu Huaxue gritted her teeth and said.

"Whatever you say, what you throw away, I pick up, spin around, it's mine!" Fan Jian said with a smile.

"puff!"

The crowd suddenly became noisy.

"Being insulted, the small reception value is +437."

"When ridiculed, the small receiving value is +376."

"Received..."

Hearing the system constantly jumping numbers, Fan Jian felt as sweet as honey. He held his fists in his hands and thanked the surrounding audience.

The ancient saint looked at Ye Qingqing dumbfounded and said.

"Has he always been like this?"

Ye Qingqing said with a smile.

"Yes, when brother Jian took part in the Qingmumen examination, many people were so angry that they vomited blood and couldn't even eat."

When the saint heard this, she immediately shook her head. She recalled the scene when she first met Fan Jian in her mind, and she couldn't help but bring a smile to her lips.

However, Yu Huaqing was already so angry that the three corpse gods jumped violently, and red smoke erupted from his seven orifices.

Looking coldly at Fan Jian who was showing off his power, he only had one thought in his mind.

Even if you die, you can't marry him!

Immediately, my heart skipped a beat, and I raised my hand and chanted.

"Three thousand crows in the world have been killed, and the love of a hundred thousand flying feathers has been cut off!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw her hands coming out, and the true energy in her palms was churning and stirring up a black mist, which then condensed like a feather.

Yu Huaqing was shocked when he saw this.

"No! Go and save people!"

Yun Tianye was stunned for a moment and said.

"Save who?"

"Save both of them!"

Before he finished speaking, he heard Yu Huaxuejiao shout.

"One Hundred Thousand Feathers Killing Tribulation!"

The mist suddenly came out of the sky and surged towards Fan Jian.

The flight feathers were tumbling, and the surrounding land was suddenly thorned with black feathers and turned into dust.

The two of them were instantly enveloped in the black mist and flying feathers.

The saint-gu frowned when he saw this, and immediately stepped out. Just as he was about to take action, he heard Fan Jian say.

"Help her and leave me alone!"

The saintess immediately raised her hand and waved, and the red gauze flew out, wrapping Yu Huaxue tightly in it.

Fan Jian looked at the flying feathers, and his feet suddenly flickered frequently.

Jiujiu Divine Palace Step is the only technique that Fan Jian can use now.

Because it only needs to follow the footwork chart.

However, Fan Jian did not hide at this time, but deliberately faced the black feather.

He would chase Black Feather wherever he went.

Just as the system prompts kept ringing, Fan Jian's point value was also rising.

In less than a moment, it had climbed to 999999.

There is only one last point left and you are done.

But at this moment, the feathers stopped completely.

Fan Jian seemed to have been scratched twice near the most itchy area on his body. He was about to reach the area that needed the most relief, but the other person stopped abruptly.

The feeling of being unable to go up or down immediately made him angry.

Yu Huaxue on the other side used this move and already had the mentality of dying together.

However, a red gauze floated before her eyes, immediately covering all her flying feathers.

After a moment, the flying feathers dispersed, and a figure stood in front of Yu Huaxue.

"He" has black hair tied behind his head, his eyes are bright, his face is delicate, he is not too tall, but he is very handsome, and he has an incomparable temperament in his every move.

"He was the one who saved me!"

Yu Huaxue felt her heart pounding.

She had been waiting for eight years, from the day she was nineteen until now, and she finally found her right man!

Gu Shengren put away the red gauze, lowered her voice, looked at Yu Huaxue and said.

"Is the girl okay?"

"He has a nice voice too!"

Yu Huaxue's eyes flashed with peach blossoms and she said quickly.

"The little girl is fine. Thank you for saving me, sir! Do you know your surname?"

The saint was stunned for a moment, then raised his hands and said.

"Xia Yun... Yun Shu."

"I have a nice name..."

Yu Huaxue was almost drunk.

A person who has resolved death for himself, a person who has abandoned the most annoying person he has ever seen in his life, a person whose everything is in line with the most perfect image in his heart!

"My name is Yu Huaxue, sir, do you have time? How about we come to the inner hall and have a good chat?"

Fan Jian's jaw almost dropped to the ground when he saw what he saw in front of him.

What's going on?

My woman was seduced by someone else in front of her?

Is the other party a woman?

Fan Jian immediately stepped forward and said to Gu Shengren.

"Boy! You are so cool! Don't you know this is my home court?"

As he spoke, he whispered into the ear of Saint Gu.

"My beautiful lady, Yu Huaxue has taken a liking to you!"

The aunt's face turned red, and she spat immediately.

"What should we do?"

Fan Jian said: "I'll hit you, and then I'll run. You chase me, and we'll be far away as we run!"

The Saint Gu nodded and said.

"that's all."

The two immediately separated, and Fan Jian pretended to be furious: "You bastard, steal a woman from me! Look at my Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

As he said this, he raised his hand and hit Gu Shengren on the chest.

The saintess immediately bit her lip and frowned.

Just as he was about to speak, Fan Jian shouted.

"Oh! I'm so angry! Why was I knocked away!"

After saying that, he turned around and jumped up the steps, pulling Ye Qingqing and running towards the inn.

The ancient saint gritted her silver teeth and cursed angrily: "Don't leave!"

Then he flew out.

Yu Huaxue said with blurred eyes.

"He looks so handsome even when he's running, he's so handsome! I won't marry him unless I have you!"

Yun Tianye and Yu Huaqing had saved half of the people, and then they saw this situation. Standing on the fence, it was neither down nor down.

The people next to them looked at the two of them and said.

"What are you two doing standing so high?"

"Stand high...see far!"

"Do you even need to say that? Come down!"

Yun Tianye jumped down awkwardly, helped Yu Huaqing to the ground, and said doubtfully.

"Let's catch up!"

"Walk!"

Fan Jian pulled Ye Qingqing and ran back to the guest room in one breath. As soon as he sat down, he saw Gu Shengren walk in with a dark face and glared at Fan Jian.

"shameless!"

Fan Jian said dumbfounded: "I can't slap you in the face in that situation, right?"

The Saint Gu immediately pinched his shoulder.

Ye Qingqing said dumbfounded: "If you run away like this, that girl will die of grief!"

Fan Jian immediately smiled and said, "Why, do you really want the beauty to marry her?"

Gu Shengren glared at Fan Jian and said, "It's all the trouble you caused! Are your meridians healed? If you are, let's fly away quickly! It would be bad if they chase us out!"

Fan Jian said quickly: "Wait a minute, there is still one last step left, give me a slap!"

The saint squinted his eyes and said, "Really?"

Fan Jian suddenly sensed a hint of murderous intent and quickly changed his words: "Well, Qingqing, come on!"

The saint-gu raised his hand and slapped him, saying, "I will do it gently!"

"Poof!"

Fan Jian immediately fell onto the bed and fainted.