I have a passive skill.

He felt that Xu Xiaoshou was his nemesis.

Every time that kid makes a move, he will hit his own weakness.

To choose righteousness, or to escape...

"brush!"

Thoughts don't last long.

After seeing the pros and cons of the White Cave clearly, Vigil could not choose to be alone.

Some people, some things, are born and destined.

Wearing such a red robe on his body, he was doomed to watch the night. It is impossible to choose to run for his life at this moment!

"Damn Xu Xiaoshou, don't let this old man catch you—"

When his heart was roaring, at the moment when the sky was completely shattered, Vigil turned to meet him.

a mouth.

"Ah concave."

Swallow it!

"boom!!!"

The scene was on the verge of breaking out, and Vigil's swallowing action was a little slow after all.

The energy that was just leaked out was scattered within a radius of dozens of miles, and was instantly wiped out.

What space, what land...

Can't bear the power of such blasting at all!

At the moment when ice and fire intertwined, the movement of destruction played, the gray air flow broke through the dam, and the entire space of the white cave trembled violently.

……

"Buzz!"

In Lijian Grassland, which is far away, at almost the same time, everyone turned their heads at the same time and focused their attention in the same direction.

"what's the situation?"

Xin's pupils shrank, the force of the explosion was even more violent than any explosion he had seen in the White Cave in the past.

Even, as far as single-point blasting is concerned.

The movement this time was almost comparable to the time when the ancient book space was blown up.

"You and Vigil, are you fighting?"

Turning to look at the storyteller, Xin couldn't help asking.

"Scared the baby to death, scared the baby to death..."

The storyteller entrenched in the air kept beating his little heart, with lingering fear on his face.

"This Wenming, it's too messy!"

He also stared at the direction of the explosion from a distance, with a complicated look in his eyes.

Since fear, but also admiration, and deep love.

"It's too strong, you can do this at such a young age, if you cultivate it..."

"Wen Ming?"

The party in red couldn't pay attention to the storyteller's soliloquy at all.

They are very familiar with this title.

Wen Ming, isn't that what Sheng Nu's second-in-command said, his disciple?

Isn't it the suspected Xu Xiaoshou... that person?

He made this explosion?

"impossible!"

Xin was immediately dumbfounded.

This movement, at first glance, is the level that can only be triggered by the confrontation between Zhan Dao and Zhan Dao, that is, the confrontation between the night watchman and the storyteller.

How could a junior do it?

"Nothing is impossible."

Hei Ming said with a sullen face: "It's all come to this point, can't you see clearly?"

"The so-called second child of the holy slave may not exist at all."

"If there were storytellers, sleeveless, and night watchmen over there, it would be impossible for them to break out such a battle..."

Hei Ming couldn't speak anymore.

He is not stupid.

As the former conductor of Red Clothes, at this moment, he could already think of something.

If the Holy Slave really had two people there, even if it was a night watch, it would be impossible to make any waves.

The only explanation is that there is no such thing as a two-person accomplice in the place of the explosion, where the three pillars stand together.

But who can be left in the White Grotto at this moment?

Except for these people in Lijian Grassland, only the incarnation of the storyteller, the second child of the holy slave, and the vigilante went to other places.

According to the above speculation, it is impossible for the second son of the holy slave to be in the blasting place.

Coupled with the murmur of the storyteller.

"Wen Ming..."

Heiming closed his eyes heavily.

been played!

The so-called Second Son of the Holy Slave is very likely to be a fake, and he is that Wen Ming.

It is also very possible that he is that Xu Xiaoshou!

"Lan Ling."

Hei Ming turned to look at Lan Ling with doubts in his eyes.

If it is true.

Then, there is only one last mystery that has not been solved.

——These questions should have been reasoned out in the White Cave, why did everyone not realize until now?

"Lan Ling, that Yu Zhiwen..."

"Zhiwen is fine."

Lan Ling was also in a trance, and the three views were about to be cracked by the bombing.

But she still shook her head and interrupted Heiming's questioning.

"Yu Zhiwen is fine!"

Repeating the sentence repeatedly, Lan Ling seemed to be more certain of her inner thoughts, saying: "The people who come from the headquarters cannot be the accomplices of the holy slave."

"So, it's not Zhiwen who should be suspicious, but..."

Lan Ling spoke, her voice weakened.

How she did not want to admit it!

But the fact is that everyone has really been tricked!

"The second child of the holy slave is Wen Ming and Xu Xiaoshou."

When this sentence was blurted out, all the red clothes present were buzzing, and the scene went blank.

"what?"

I looked over in disbelief, hesitated to speak, and couldn't say a word.

Then, he turned his shocking eyes to the storyteller.

Even without speaking, everyone had the same question in their minds.

"If it's Xu Xiaoshou, the storyteller, how could he fail to recognize him?"

Lan Ling also turned his gaze to the direction of the storyteller.

This is also what she doubted.

And, the key node that confused everyone's thoughts!

The storyteller's face suddenly burned red.

"Look at what!"

He stomped his feet angrily, and said angrily: "Are you stupid? Do you really think that people from the headquarters will not lie to you?"

"Don't change the subject..."

Before the letter could finish, it was interrupted by the storyteller loudly.

"According to others, what kind of fish knows temperature, and Wen Ming is that kind of relationship."

"Don't forget, that girl is a woman!"

"A woman's mind, understand?!"

The storyteller asked back, and Lan Ling was also dumbfounded.

Yes!

She was able to avoid doubting Yu Zhiwen's position.

But as a woman, how can I not know.

Sometimes, some things are indeed involuntary, making people ignore where they stand.

"impossible!"

After a long silence, Lan Ling shook his head decisively again: "Xu Xiaoshou can become the second in command of the Holy Slave, and you still can't recognize the storyteller."

"That 'run' sound, do you think he can't imitate it?"

All the red clothes were stunned.

This is a very bold speculation.

but……

Similarly, at that critical moment, Xu Xiaoshou was able to be so quick-witted that he used the word "run" to directly destroy everyone's speculation?

This is not a simple word!

To say this word means that he, Xu Xiaoshou, must have a clear understanding of all the red clothes, and even the storyteller's thoughts in the space of ancient books.

but!

How could he know how far Hongyi's speculation about him had gone?

How could he know that what he knew about Hong Yi's guess would be exactly the same as what he knew?

Can't do it at all!

If he was the second in command of the Holy Slave, he might be so sophisticated and vicious, and his grasp of people's hearts was so good.

But all these inferences are based on "the second in command of the holy slave is actually Xu Xiaoshou".

And if it's really Xu Xiaoshou...

Such a young man, how could he be like an old fox, playing with everyone in the audience between applause?

"Crack!"

When Lan Ling thought of this, a thunderbolt flashed across her sudden brain, which made her brows and eyes ache a little.

wrong.