I have a passive skill.

"Very good, we are watching us chatting!" The storyteller smiled sweetly.

Czenchov could bear it no longer.

"Storyteller, can you fucking talk about people..."

The masked man suddenly raised his hand.

The scene suddenly became quiet.

"what happened?"

Tzenchov was startled.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

The storyteller said worriedly.

"fine."

The masked man put down his hands: "You guys are a bit noisy."

"..."

Tzenchov was lonely.

"Hmm~"

"Brother, you are so bad!"

When the storyteller squeezed his fist, he was about to hit the masked man's chest.

The latter dodges and disappears immediately.

When it reappeared, it had already arrived at the wreckage of the Bagongli town gate.

"Oh, brother, wait for me!"

The storyteller pinched his elbows, Lan Hua raised his fingers, and ran over with small steps twisting and twisting.

Seeing everything, Zenchov gritted his teeth.

Even the blue veins on his neck almost exploded.

"Don't look, don't look..."

"Don't be angry..."

"call."

"Suck!"

"Old woodcutter, you're talking bad about him again!" The storyteller suddenly turned his head in the rain and said angrily, "He's been watching us all the time!"

Cenchov almost chopped off the red skirt's face with an axe.

"Don't be noisy."

The masked man spoke up a second time.

He squatted down and picked up a stone on the ground.

"What's wrong?"

This time, neither of them dared to mess around.

The first seat must have discovered something.

"Sword Qi..."

There was a smile in the masked man's cloudy eyes, "He really came."

"Who?"

The storyteller keenly hugged the masked man's hand, full of jealousy, "Male or female?"

The masked man withdrew his hand, moved his steps, and said, "Man, you should like him, a very handsome young man."

"Oh?"

The storyteller's eyes lit up all of a sudden.

"What kind of person can be so appreciated by my elder brother? People want to see him?"

He paused, and said, "But brother, don't worry, I'm just watching, and I won't make you jealous."

Masked man: "..."

"It's okay, just go, this is also part of the plan."

"It would be best if you could bring him back completely." The masked man smiled even more.

"Oh?"

At this moment, even Tzenchov was surprised.

Sword Qi?

lad?

He immediately thought of the hedgehog he bumped into when he entered the Tiansang Ling Palace that night.

It was the first time he had seen someone who could invite the first seat so warmly, but still refused.

So, that guy is still a sword cultivator?

But the sword cultivator in the world can enter the first Dharma Eye, so far, there is only one tearful double line!

that hedgehog...

"bring back?"

The storyteller's high-pitched voice pierced everyone's eardrums.

He couldn't believe it.

The meaning of bringing back can only be bringing back the holy slave.

So, that little guy who was favored by his brother is already so good?

"what is his name?"

Even though he hadn't met, the storyteller felt his heart beating faster and pounding loudly.

"Let's go ahead and talk about it. At that time, the soldiers will be divided into two groups."

The masked man said, looking at Cenchov, "I won't go through the teleportation formation, just cut it off!"

Tzenchov nodded.

The storyteller was not happy, and he held Czenchov's hand for drawing the axe.

"elder brother!"

"Tell me first, what's his name?"

Cenchov's face turned dark, and he felt as if he had been stained, and he bounced off like an electric shock: "Storyteller, don't touch me with your dirty hands!"

"Hmm, I'll touch it, I'll touch it!" The man in the red skirt was angry and wanted to grab the old woodcutter's hand.

"Go to the old man—"

"I touched, oops, it's rough!"

"Me! I cut you off!"

"Come on, come and chase me~"

"..."

The masked man has a headache.

This is the consequence of the storyteller coming suddenly.

It is always a headache for two people who do not deal with each other to act together.

"what is his name?"

The storyteller ran, ran behind the masked man again, grabbed his shoulders, and breathed in his ear.

"Say it!"

Eyes filled with anticipation, the storyteller urged: "What's his name?"

Finally, the masked man couldn't help playing a witty trick, like a shield, and blurted out: "Wen Ming, his name is Wen Ming, he is very good, you can go and meet him!"

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Chapter 485 The Man Riding A Ring

white cave.

Two masked straw hats of similar height and very short were walking leisurely on the road.

"Ajie, Ajie, when do you think we will reach the end? There is no map in this white cave, and there is no Xu Xiaoshou. There is no direction at all!"

"..."

"Ajie, Ajie, you said you Xu Xiaoshou, that is, you Mama, where are you now?"

"..."

"Ajie, Ajie, why don't you speak?"

"..."

Ah Jie finally turned his head slightly.

"Mama..."

Mu Zixi sighed deeply.

She also never thought that the teleportation array entering the White Cave would be teleportation immediately.

This wave directly separated her from Xu Xiaoshou.

For a moment, she didn't know where to go.

It was a coincidence that I ran into Ah Jie on the road.

This guy was like an idiot, he didn't speak, just silently stood there with his chest in his arms, as if he was obeying some order.

On his side lay scattered bone fragments and a number of broken weapons.

Come to think of it, even Ah Jie, after entering this white cave, has withstood many attacks.

Mu Zixi is different.

After entering the White Cave, she seemed to have some mysterious guidance, and she had hardly encountered any enemies.

And every few hours, you can see an illusory space crack in the distance.

There seems to be a hint of thought conveyed there.

It's nothing more than letting yourself go and see.

But how dare Mu Zixi?

As soon as this inexplicable thing came out, she thought of the so-called "source of the world" she had swallowed.

For the call from the depths, at the beginning, she was indeed moved.

After all, that may be the power that can directly transform oneself.

but……

"Go ahead."

Another voice in my mind came out from time to time to be annoying.

As long as I have the urge to change direction, that guy will definitely appear.

This is a female voice.

It is completely opposite to my own style, full of charm and mystery.

"elder sister?"