I have a passive skill.

This guy……

Good guy!

You have something!

"continue."

Xu Xiaoshou pinched his fingers in thought, he was the only one who didn't find Xiao Wanfeng's statement absurd, and even somewhat agreed with it.

After all, if it were him, he might do the same.

Dead man, what a great identity!

"Unfortunately, I don't think so..." However, Xiao Wanfeng changed the subject and directly denied his own thoughts, "In fact, many people would have this idea, but it doesn't make sense at all."

"Why?" Xu Xiaoshou was puzzled.

"Obvious reason!"

Xiao Wanfeng spread his hands, and said longingly: "The sky is one foot tall and eight gods, who dares to be half a Qingju? It seems that such a bold and reckless person, how can he plan to use death to maintain his seal?" The stable period of the sword? Such an approach, the Eighth Sword Immortal, simply disdains it!"

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

He didn't expect such an answer.

"But what if it happens, is it really because you think and do this?" Xu Xiaoshou asked.

"No way." Xiao Wanfeng looked determined, he didn't believe that the Eighth Sword Immortal was such a person.

Xu Xiaoshou thought of the Eighth Sword Immortal he knew.

That is a character who is a bit different from myths and legends.

To be sure, arbitrariness does exist.

But there are actually quite a few despicable little tricks!

It's like the whole process of forcing someone Xu into prostitution, and the people around him...

Those who are close to the ink are black, gangsters, gangsters... For some reason, when thinking of the storyteller, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly has a lot of words in his mind.

"I don't think so."

Xu Xiaoshou thought about it and said, seeing Xiao Wanfeng's expression of disbelief, he asked again: "Okay, then do you think the Eighth Sword Immortal drinks alcohol?"

"What a joke!"

Xiao Wanfeng looked like a rooster with fried hair all of a sudden, his eyes glared: "Young Master Xu, I'm afraid you don't know that sword cultivators in the world don't drink alcohol, and the saying that drinking drunk swords is the Eighth Sword Immortal Bar!"

Now Xu Xiaoshou shook his head and laughed.

Young man, you only know one thing about the Eighth Sword Immortal, but not the other!

You sword cultivators hid all the wine that you don't drink, and he probably instigated it all by himself. He is such a despicable person!

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Chapter 694 Something went wrong, call someone at any time~

The two chatted for a while.

Xu Xiaoshou discovered that Xiao Wanfeng was actually a very talkative person, but even if he had ideas on weekdays, he didn't speak much because of his inferiority complex and his low status in the first floor of the sky.

"If you have any ideas in the future, you can always ask Ben to mention them."

Xu Xiaoshou finally warned: "Remember, you are also an important member of the first floor in the sky. Serving tea and pouring water is just a formality. Don't treat yourself as someone else."

Xiao Wanfeng nodded gratefully, but he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

At this time, Xu Xiaoshou's ears moved, as if he had sensed something.

He pondered for a while, took out a card from the ring and handed it over.

"Tomorrow night there will be an important trade fair, you have to follow, so now you take this card and go change into some luxurious clothes, the kind that can be on the stage."

Xiao Wanfeng was startled, not knowing whether to answer it or not.

"This is the face of the first floor in the sky!"

Xu Xiaoshou shouted heavily, looked him up and down, and said, "Although I don't mind your personal attire, if you have always been dressed in sackcloth, then going out with me is actually a waste of money." Less face."

"Uh..." Xiao Wanfeng looked down at himself, and only then did he understand why Young Master Xu made such a statement.

Indeed, among the first floors in the sky, the most shabby one should be only myself.

"Thank you Young Master Xu." He no longer hesitated, took the card and thanked him.

Xu Xiaoshou nodded, signaling him to leave immediately, and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, take another [-] spirit crystals from the card, and treat it as your salary for this month's work. Take it first, lest I forget .”

Xiao Wanfeng froze when he got up.

This……

In the past, I have only seen bosses in arrears of wages and not paying their bills for a long time.

Why did Young Master Xu do the opposite? He only worked for a few days, and he wanted to settle all the salary of his subordinates for the month?

The point is, what was agreed earlier is only [-] spirit crystals!

Xiao Wanfeng consciously didn't do much exhausting work, didn't he just go through life and death in the Tianluo War?

But in the end, he broke through and became Jianzong, this reward is enough!

What about the spirit crystal, which has also been doubled by ten times?

"Go!"

Xu Xiaoshou waved his hand with a look of indifference.

Xiao Wanfeng was stunned for a few more confirmations, until he realized that Xu Shao was not short of this little money at all, and he was ecstatic.

"Thank you Young Master Xu!"

After saying that, he quickly ran out of the first floor in the sky.

"Remember to buy more gorgeous clothes," Xu Xiaoshou added a few words in a raised voice, "It doesn't matter if it looks good or not, the important thing is that it should be expensive! It must be on the stage!"

"Know……"

Xiao Wanfeng's wry voice came from far away, and Xu Xiaoshou nodded in satisfaction.

As soon as the boy left, the first floor in the sky was empty at this moment.

Except for another Jiang family throne who was still imprisoned in the training room without seeing the light of day, all decent people went out of the building.

"Okay, come out!" Xu Xiaoshou looked around and said to the void.

"Tap, tap, tap."

A crisp sound came from outside the building at the right time.

Xu Xiaoshou was familiar with this sound.

This is the sound of the crutches being stationed, even if he doesn't deliberately look around, he can still know who is coming this time.

Xiao Wanfeng was sent away just now, for the sake of these two uninvited guests.

A figure in a coquettish red dress rushed over first.

Before they met each other, Xu Xiaoshou smelled a gust of fragrant wind.

"Yo~"

The storyteller appeared on the opposite side of the table and chair with a swipe, crossed his legs and sat sideways, the red skirt with high slits slid down with the movement, revealing two lustrous jade legs.

He rested his chin, as if he hadn't seen an acquaintance for a long time, stared at Xu Xiaoshou with his big eyes, and his red lips flowed brightly: "Little brother is so majestic, he cares about money and power, even buying clothes, you have to buy clothes." The most expensive?"

"Hehe..." Xu Xiaoshou looked at the storyteller, leaned back a little, and even dragged the chair back a little, then laughed a few times, "Senior joked, it's because of his lack of status, so and so, It’s all about duty.”

"What kind of senior are you calling? How many points!" The storyteller Liu Mei frowned, with displeasure written all over her pretty face, "Call me elder sister, it sounds intimate."

Xu Xiaoshou: ? ? ?

"Sister, sister?" His face was darkened, and his fingers twitched a little.

"Hmm~"

The storyteller squinted his eyes fascinated, and happiness suddenly appeared on his face.

Xu Xiaoshou didn't know what to do for a while.

He turned his head, looked at the tears on the crutches and walked slowly to the table, and unceremoniously opened the chair and sat down.

Ever since the bonfire outside the White Grotto last night, Xu Xiaoshou still had such close contact with the two holy slaves.

But at this moment, there are no eight masters around him who can support him.

So Xu Xiaoshou was not used to it.

If this bastard really wanted to do something messy, he reckoned that he was alone and alone, and he really couldn't do any meaningful resistance.

"You two, why did you come here? Do you have any new instructions?" Xu Xiaoshou asked reluctantly.

He came to Dongtianwang City because of the task of "stirring shit stick" issued by the Eighth Sword Immortal.

Outsiders may not know their identity.

As a holy slave, if you go into the city and inquire casually, even if you don't know it before, you can know who Xu Xiaoshou has transformed into.

Naturally, Xu Xiaoshou was not surprised that the storyteller could find the first floor in the sky.

"The instructions are too harsh. It's just that I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you a little, so come and have a look." The storyteller squeezed his fingers, blinked blinkingly, and said tenderly.

"Being seduced, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou almost died on the spot when he saw the bullet box on the information column. He felt a chill, and leaned back again, opening the distance between him and the storyteller from the soul level.

"What about the first seat?"

"Everyone come here, have you all entered the city?"

In a hurry to change the topic, Xu Xiaoshou was the first to mention his biggest backer, hoping to calm down the storyteller and stop messing around.

"That's not..." The storyteller shrugged.

He actually understood what the little brother on the other side was thinking, and continued after prolonging the sustain: "No, yes, yes, my brother has his own affairs, and the big troops haven't come here yet, he is the vanguard... can't wait Nai is the kind of pioneer who wants to meet you, so why not come here first!"

"That's it..." The corners of Xu Xiaoshou's eyes twitched, he looked at the tears, and decided to change his conversation partner, "So what important wind blows the two of you into the first floor of the sky?"

"Two o'clock." Tears said taciturnly.

He was also fed up with the storyteller, and he didn't want that guy to continue to make gestures by his side, so he said to himself: "One is that your pace is slow, the trial is about to start, but the royal city is still in chaos, the first one, let me rush it."

"Is this still slow?" Xu Xiaoshou felt that he had heard it wrong.

"Do you know that I have only been here for a few days, and I have already figured out the structure here. This job is really difficult, and I have to hide my identity..."

After a pause, Xu Xiaoshou said again: "Besides, the night cat's information has just spread, and if you come a few days later, you will be able to see the turbulent situation in the royal city, and the situation related to the 'Void Island' that has made the city full of wind and rain. gone."

"To sum up, it's because you guys came early!" Xu Xiaoshou finally concluded.

The storyteller's expression was also straightened, and his thinking was pulled to the business, and he said: "The Holy Spirit Hall will not let you make troubles, they have a lot of means, and your information must be suppressed before it spreads."

"That's impossible." Xu Xiaoshou was still confident about this.

"Oh?" The storyteller was surprised, "How do you say it?"

Xu Xiaoshou chuckled: "The person I'm looking for is naturally reliable. At least in this matter, the night cat is absolutely spared no effort to engage in it, and the leader of underground intelligence, as long as he doesn't think about it, he can't be caught. Press down."

"Why are you so sure that they will spare no effort to help you?" The storyteller was full of disbelief, "The surname of this Wangcheng is Sheng, not the 'Sage' of the 'Saint Slave', but the 'Sage' of the 'Holy God Hall'."

"Ha ha."

Xu Xiaoshou shrugged indifferently, he thought of how Yuan Haisheng and Jian Lao were frightened to death by the Seven Sword Immortal Meisi that day, the corners of their lips curled up mysteriously, and he didn't explain much.

"Well, I don't have to do anything, you just watch."

"Suspected, passive value, +2."

The storyteller was silent for a while.

Tears and two lines are actually a little unbelievable.

Both of them knew how difficult Xu Xiaoshou's task was.

Without the help of the high-level Saint Slave, you must be a shit-stirring stick in the East Heavenly King City, and you must protect yourself wisely and not be invaded by the smell of shit...