I have a passive skill.

Whatever you do, Xu Xiaoshou who can barely do [-]/[-].

even if...

Congenital battle too virtual!

"Lan Ling."

Vigil looked to the other side in mid-air, and called out softly.

At this time, Lan Ling obviously also noticed the subtle movement of box 209 under her feet. She obviously understood everything and was shocked by it.

But in the end, he made the same choice as Vigil.

Moreover, Lan Ling is more rational.

"Night watch, don't worry."

"Box No. 209 is after all a semi-saint family, if he is really okay, then there will be big troubles in the future."

"If he has, investigate in order, and he will definitely not be able to escape."

"And if he dares to run..."

"There must be a demon, and it's in my arms!"

Lan Ling smiled, patted Vigil on the shoulder, and signaled not to be in a hurry.

In the bottom of his heart, Vigil actually wished he could jump straight down, tear up the No. 209 box, and ask him thoroughly.

But he knew that Lan Ling's words were the right answer.

"The old man understands."

……

the other side.

The trade fair is located outside the small wine pavilion, not far from the tea shop.

In fact, when Xu Xiaoshou was fighting Taixu, when the power of Long Rongjie suddenly appeared, when that round of Bai Yan Lie Yang came to the world.

Yu Zhiwen already knows who is on stage.

And when she realized all the truth, for some reason, an inexplicable impulse emerged in her heart.

This impulse drove her to take a step forward.

Maybe more than one step.

In fact, more, Yu Zhiwen knew that he suddenly wanted to go directly to the scene of the battle in Zhongcheng District. This feeling was very urgent.

——See you!

Weird feeling.

It's just a meeting, not worried, and I don't want to talk, and there are no other miscellaneous reasons, or there is no reason at all.

Good to see you.

One side is enough.

Because when that flash of white flame lights up the entire night sky.

In Yu Zhiwen's pair of star pupils, inexplicably, all the colors in front of him will be lost.

The image that came out of her mind was that she survived near death under the apocalyptic scene where the famous Jianyan Python was born in the White Cave, the magma soared into the sky, and the world was like the end of the world.

Open your eyes for the last time.

In fact, he has already stood in the most dazzling gold in that doomsday world, on the palms of that golden giant.

The golden color within reach, the lingering warmth.

however.

Impulse is the devil.

Yu Zhiwen, who knows his own position, has finally triumphed over reason over impulse.

She didn't move a muscle, didn't raise her footsteps.

Even except for that moment of confusion, he never showed any emotional fluctuations on his face.

Such self-made.

Until Rao Yaoyao left and went to support Zhongcheng District.

Until the leaders in white and red, such as Vigil and Lan Ling, left the tea house and went to the fair to support them.

Until Chu Lisheng put down the tea-burning stove and went to Cheng Ji's side to guard, only she and Situ Yongren were left at the scene.

Yu Zhiwen finally couldn't help floating in the air, and opened the Pearl Star Pupils high and silently, and glimpsed the figure of the young man in the Mo Dalong fusion world that seemed to divide the world into two distinct halves.

"Xu Xiaoshou..."

After it was confirmed that it was that person, Yu Zhiwen had a calm mind, and under the veil, the corners of his lips could not help but lift up slightly, his star pupils were shining, as if he had a look on his face.

Just a moment.

Realizing that there was someone beside her, she closed her star pupils, and her pretty face returned to normal.

"Junior Sister, do you know this person?"

Situ Yongren beside him spoke suddenly.

This keen insight even taught Yu Zhiwen's heart to miss a beat.

"do not know……"

Yu Zhiwen subconsciously denied it, and then added in a silent voice, "It counts as an acquaintance. In the small world of the White Cave, we have met a few times."

"Oh."

Situ Yong made a firm statement and did not ask questions.

But what Yu Zhiwen didn't know was that she consciously hid it very well. In fact, all of this fell into Situ Yongren's eyes.

Just as you stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, the people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs.

Long Rongjie adorned your eyes, and you ruined someone's dream.

In the hall of the Holy God, in the Ministry of Taoism, and even in front of many holy sons, Situ Yong was also blatantly pursuing Yu Zhiwen wantonly.

His clear goal and firm will even provoked other people, so he had no choice but to back away.

And the two of them.

One Dao Ministry's Tianbang is first, and the other Dao Ministry's Tianbang is second.

A closed disciple of Dao Qiongcang, and a personal disciple of Dao Xuanji.

A match made in heaven.

Nothing more than that.

At least, Situ Yong thought so.

His background, cultivation, celestial skills, self-cultivation, style of conversation and even character are all the best, the best, the kind that no one can match.

Even Master Dao Qiongcang once joked about him, Situ Yongren and Yu Zhiwen: "It's really a good match!"

At that time, Yu Zhiwen waved his hands repeatedly and shook his head.

Situ Yong was serious with a smile on his face.

However, even though he was studying Tianji in the Taoist Ministry, Situ Yong had seen Yu Zhiwen open the pearl star pupils only three times.

These three times, Situ Yong's memory is still fresh.

In his impression, this pair of star pupils is the most wonderful treasure in the world, an unparalleled beauty.

Situ Yong didn't even know about it, except for studying the most mysterious technique of heavenly secrets.

What else could make Yu Zhiwen like a peacock spreading its tail, those pair of astonishing star pupils that flashed in the pan?

And now.

Got it!

not a thing.

but a person!

Yu Zhiwen thought she hid it well, but Situ Yong was paying attention to his junior sister all the time, so how could he not notice it?

Her sudden floating, her eyes opening in a flash, the faint smile under the veil...

Just to look at that person.

a man!

—The Arabian Nights, isn't it?

Situ Yongren was suddenly on fire with jealousy, but all his emotions were restrained, and his face was as warm as a spring breeze, without any fluctuations.

This dream-like thing finally appeared...

this moment.

Situ Yongren didn't even know how to describe his mood.

A wolf who stares at the meat all the time will not be so dazed that he doesn't even know that the meat has been bitten by a mosquito.

And Situ Yongren, who is always paying attention to his junior sister, is even less likely to misunderstand such a small detail as Yu Zhiwen, who is actually spying on other things.

What puzzled Situ Yong was...

When did this guy come out?

He and Yu Zhiwen met each other in the white cave, what happened in between?

The White Grottoes have only existed for a short time, how did they develop so fast?

And, most importantly!

Situ Yong's muscles twitched, his eyes shook, and his heart was screaming like a mountain torrent.

"Xu Xiaoshou, who is it?!"

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take time off

It's a little bit of a trivial matter, I was delayed by the hateful, I'm afraid I won't be able to update it today, everyone~

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Chapter 753 The Buddha crosses the world of mortals, the bitter sea is divided, and the Buddha cuts!

"Holy slaves?"

After pondering for a long time, Situ Yongren felt that it was necessary to confirm the position of the other side and his side.

"Ah."

Yu Zhiwen nodded slightly, obviously his thoughts were not here, but in the distant Midtown.

Situ Yong gritted his teeth, and then asked tentatively: "He is also of the younger generation. Among the younger generation, it seems that there are very few people who can own holy images and surpass Taixu with such a cultivation level?"

Having said that, Situ Yong raised his chest slightly.

He also has a holy image, which is still a holy image from Master Daoqiong.

As long as he summons the holy image and gives enough time to accumulate, let the holy power rise.

What Xu Xiaoshou can do, so can he!

Never thought about it.

Facing such questions, Yu Zhiwen still stared into the distance without squinting.

"Only this one person."

At that moment, Situ Yongren's blood stagnated and he almost choked.

Xu Xiaoshou was just fighting with the power of the icon.