I have a passive skill.

Jiang Chaotian stopped his retreat, wiped the bloodstains on his face, and found that the Lingyuan was all used to restore the remaining power in it.

He was startled, raised his eyes to look at the masked man, suddenly realized something, and said in shock: "This is... Jian Nian?!"

at the same time.

Jiang Qi and Jiang Si, who had been watching and did not dare to speak out, looked at the familiar figure, and suddenly the person who trespassed in Tianyang Village appeared in their minds.

At that time, both of them took half a step back in fright, their faces clouded with suspicion: "The number one, the eighth sword fairy?!"

The storyteller was even more dumbfounded in mid-air.

He looked at the figure who should have been in the Yunlun Mountains, but appeared in Tianqilin inexplicably, and his whole body fell into a dazed state.

"Brother, brother?"

Hearing the sound, Xu Xiaoshou looked back at the storyteller, his expression turned back, his tone became angry, and he scolded: "How do you do things so slowly?"

Storyteller:? ? ?

At this moment, he immediately reacted.

This is not brother!

This is Xu Xiaoshou!

"you……"

"people……"

The storyteller stretched his neck, and his face suddenly turned red.

After thinking about the triple realm of whether a mountain is a mountain, not a mountain, or a mountain, he realized that it might really be Xu Xiaoshou...

At this moment, the whole person was shocked again and couldn't make a sound.

again? !

This kid pretends to be someone else, is he addicted to acting?

How dare he?

In such a chaotic situation, how could he be so innate?

What picture?

Not at all, it's because of that drop of holy blood...

The storyteller roared wildly in his heart, while trying his best to cooperate with the acting, rolled his fingers, and muttered: "Yes, it's my mistake..."

As soon as the words came out, the storyteller suddenly realized again.

Xu Xiaoshou came out now, wouldn't he want to take revenge on him just now?

day!

It's not that...

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Chapter 735: At the scene of the death of the society, "Eight Masters 2" also appeared

The sudden appearance of the first seat of the holy slave obviously stunned everyone.

Yan Wang and the other two had doubts in their hearts.

Even if Xu Xiaoshou is not here at the moment, there is a slight chance that the person in front of him is pretended by Xu Xiaoshou.

But Jian Nian, how to explain?

How can a storyteller cooperate with Xu Xiaoshou's nonsensical performance?

Besides, what is he planning?

The storyteller is the strongest combat power here, do you need to cooperate with the first fake saint slave?

It won't happen, the two cooperate just to get that drop of holy blood!

Jiang Chaotian was even more frightened.

The two members of the mysterious organization who have Lei family pupils, the Saint Slave Storyteller, are already menacing.

Now, the sudden arrival of the first saint slave has even taken his final means of turning the tables in one fell swoop.

He is not Jiang Xian.

There are not three cards for life-saving cards like the Holy Blood, only one!

Immediately after the holy blood was lost, as soon as the holy slave with a sword in his hand came out, Jiang Chaotian immediately thought of the fear of Jiang's group being dominated by this masked man in Tianyang Villa.

At that time, the opponent didn't even need to make a move, and everyone lost their resistance!

At this time, Xu Xiaoshou saw that everyone was very embarrassed, and they stopped doing anything anymore, and the passive values ​​of "fear" and "surprise" were continuously transmitted, so he nodded quite satisfied.

Then he looked back at Jiang Chaotian, and said in a hoarse voice:

"This seat has something to do, so I won't play with you for the time being. I will also take the storytelling book away. You can resolve your disputes by yourself."

"It's worth mentioning that I'm not interested in the Three Eyes."

He said and looked at Jiang Qi who was on the side.

Jiang Qi was still there in a daze.

In the Dao Slashing game here, she is only a throne, and she can't make any waves.

Even if he is resourceful, at this moment Jiang Qi can read from the cloudy eyes of the first slave, only a little appreciation from this person.

Immediately afterwards, everyone heard a low sigh from the masked man:

"Sanyan Tongmu, if I want it, you, Young Master Jiang, won't be able to keep it at that time..."

As soon as this remark came out, the Jiang family and the three were instantly determined.

This is a true first seat of the Holy Slave!

This person is the same person as the person who went to Tianyang Manor as a guest at that time!

Hearing the sound, Jiang Chaotian's object of hatred was instantly transferred.

He knew that the purpose of trying to capture the three tired pupils must be the two people in front of him who don't know where they came from.

After all, Jiang Chaotian couldn't even see the face of the chief slave of Tianyang Village that day, so he was kicked out.

But just because he also knew that Sheng Nushou had been to Tianyang Manor, he lost the possibility of lying to Convenience about the matter here.

The disdain that the chief slave said.

It should be really disdainful.

"Yama……"

The hatred in Jiang Chaotian's eyes flashed, and he glanced at the two on the other side.

At this time, the Hades and Wang already felt that they would not be able to cleanse themselves by jumping into the Yellow River.

Three tired pupils, they really only got one!

The other one is in Xu Xiaoshou's hands!

However, it was too late when the Saint Slave first appeared here.

He may not have seen it, but he can also disdain the three disgusting pupils.

But Xu Xiaoshou is rare!

This kid snatched half of the pupils of San Yan. I'm afraid even the chief slave doesn't know about it at this moment!

But now, who dares to say more?

The saint slave appeared first, regardless of the status of the saint slave that he and the king of hell pretended to be, it was a blessing.

At this moment, Yincao and Hundred Ghosts, who would dare to say one more thing in front of this existence that is comparable to Master Huang Quan, "You may not know, but one of the eyes of the three disgusting pupils was really taken by Xu Xiao, your holy slave!" superior"?

Who dares?

Talk too much and die.

"Let's go."

Seeing that the audience was speechless, Xu Xiaoshou just turned to look at the storyteller: "The matter over there in the Yunlun Mountains hasn't been resolved yet."

Said it was the Yunlun Mountains.

But what Xu Xiaoshou cared about was only the trade fair site.

Although Tianqilin's actions don't take much time, but every second counts now. I don't know how the trade fair is progressing, whether the other support from Shenglao is in place, whether everyone is dead...

The illusion of Yincao covering the sky and Qilin was forced to be interrupted once.

Holy power leaked.

In this place, there are definitely many people who arrived last.

All in all, one sentence: this place is not suitable for long stay.

With Pang Si in mind, it took Xu Xiaoshou a while to react.

As soon as he said it, the storyteller on one side didn't respond in time.

The other party was grimacing at this moment, as if he was resisting something, and there was a wave of spiritual energy emerging from his body.

Everyone noticed this change and realized it immediately.

Outside the small world of storytelling, there are visitors.

No way, the opponent is trying to break through this space at this moment!

"storytelling?"

The only person in the field who didn't realize this was Xu Xiaoshou.

He is innate, even though he is well-informed, he has too little knowledge of this kind of space combat methods, and only frowns at the storyteller's failure to cooperate with him in time.

"Damn..."

At this time, the storyteller spoke.

As if his constipation had been unblocked, he suddenly turned his face and smiled bitterly at Xu Xiaoshou.

I haven't said much yet.

"Tap, tap, tap."

In the distance of Tianqi Lin, footsteps suddenly came.

No matter how ignorant Xu Xiaoshou was, he realized that it was the power of the world of storytelling, who couldn't resist outsiders and was forcibly barged in.

"White clothes are here?" At that moment, Xu Xiaoshou panicked.

Everyone looked sideways.

The two Yan Wangs also became nervous.

The incident tonight got bigger and bigger, just because one of the three eyes was stolen, the situation started to snowball and became more and more out of control.

If Bai Yi's support arrived at this moment, the only happy person in that scene would be Jiang Shi, the real victim.

Jiang and the others looked away.

If you say look forward to...

Only the three members of the Jiang family had that ray of hope in their hearts.

……

"Tap, tap, tap."

The footsteps are getting closer and closer, not too fast.

Accompanied by some rattling noises.

Everyone's spiritual thoughts went out at the same time.

However, at this time, even Xu Xiaoshou's "perception" could only vaguely see the outline of a figure covered in mosaics when he checked the person.

This is a big guy!