I have a passive skill.

Everyone is wrong.

——Thinking inertia!

This is the answer to everything!

Before starting all the inferences, everyone unconsciously and preconceived stood on a commanding height to judge the young man.

No one would think that a young man could reach that level in a place where so many Dao Slashers are entrenched.

But according to the current deduction, Xu Xiaoshou did it when he was in the ancient book space!

He really managed to make everyone applaud!

So, Xu Xiaoshou, who has such a record, may really be thinking of a young man?

No matter how bad it was, his brain was definitely stronger than everyone standing on the Lijian Grassland at this moment.

It also includes her, Lan Ling herself!

"Blacklist, top of the list..."

Lan Ling suddenly woke up, and after understanding everything, she felt that the practice of vigil was really terrible.

At this moment, she hated herself why she didn't realize earlier that what Vigil had said was correct.

"That young man Xu Xiaoshou is more dangerous than sealing ghosts and beasts!"

It's more than "only high but not low"!

Lan Ling's sight lost focus.

She sees farther than a vigil.

Judging from the achievements in the ancient book space, it doesn't even take long.

As long as five or six years...

No, it may even be three to two years, one year!

As long as Hongyi fails to arrest Xu Xiaoshou in the shortest possible time...

In the future, there will be no chance at all to touch the corner of his clothes again!

"Xu Xiaoshou, it's too scary..."

At this moment, Lan Ling could hardly imagine what the real face of that young man who had never met before looked like.

Does he have three nostrils and two tongues, can he do this? !

……

The White Cave, an unknown place.

This side is like a sleeping world, and you can't see your fingers.

But the second time, he was a little disturbed by the sudden movement.

"hiss!"

The huge gap in the space tearing apart everything in the void.

The old woodcutter lay on the ground bored, staring at the darkness overhead.

"Is it going to explode outside?"

"Who is doing it?"

"Didn't you already tell that damn sissy not to conflict with Hongyi?"

Cenchov turned over and stood up a little uneasy, and looked sadly at the crack in space.

"It's business, it's not over yet..."

Obviously, in this place protected by the great power of the Holy Emperor, it is impossible for any movement of the White Grotto to be transmitted.

It is almost impossible for outsiders to discover the location of this side.

But this is the second time!

If it wasn't for the kind of movement outside that would cause the White Cave to explode, it would be impossible to affect this space.

"Is it really working?"

Cenchov lingered on the spot, frowning from time to time to glance at the space crack.

Even in this place where there is no concept of time passing at all, he can figure it out very clearly.

It has been a long time since the first seat entered the crack.

"Not coming out yet?"

If it weren't for the other party's "wait for me here" when he entered, Cenchov would definitely rush in through the gap in the space at this moment.

"Could it be that the person failed to find it and fell into the dimensional shattered current?"

"Can you bear it?"

Tzenchov shuddered at his guess.

He thought of the weak body and bones of the first seat, even a gust of wind seemed to be able to destroy it when it was not moving.

Do not……

To a lesser degree.

There is no "like" at all!

"Could it be that it really fell into the broken space flow?"

Cenchov tightened the small ax on his waist, thought for a while, and after all, he didn't dare to waste time on the spot, so he got up and was about to go into the space crack.

"call out."

At this moment, a figure flew away in the crack.

In the next second, it seemed as if he had run too far, he turned back from the front, and shot out in a jiffy.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"Cough cough..."

The severe coughing after the depression echoed endlessly, followed by...

"puff!"

The pungent smell of blood spread, and Cenchov's entire face turned green, "Are you lost?"

"Nothing."

The masked man subconsciously wiped his mouth, but only a layer of soaked cloth was wiped.

He pressed hard on his lips to squeeze out the blood stains, and then he took a breath and wanted to say something.

"puff!"

As a result, another mouthful of blood was spurted out.

Tzenchov: "..."

The corner of his mouth twitched a few times, he was too lazy to comfort him, and went straight to the point: "Where is the person, have you found it?"

"Yeah." The masked man took a few long breaths, and the ups and downs of his chest finally calmed down.

"How about it?"

"As far as the results are concerned, it's not bad."

"In terms of consequences?"

When Cenchov heard this, his eyes narrowed: "What about the process? Are you doing it again?"

"It can't be helped. The old guy said he found a candidate. He didn't want to cooperate at all at first. If I didn't make a move, he wanted to expel me directly." The masked man sighed.

"The candidate?" Cenchov was taken aback, "Who?"

The masked man immediately rolled his eyes: "Do you think he will say that?"

"Uh, that's true." The old woodcutter smiled sarcastically.

"But it's not hard to guess."

The masked man breathed a sigh of relief, and without waiting for Tzenchov to ask questions, he said to himself:

"It's not easy for the cracks on the Void Island to appear. It's a one-in-a-million chance that it will appear in the White Cave this time."

"Even, as far as I personally speculate, this is probably the result of their layout for many years."

"Those old guys who want to come out must seize such an opportunity."

"And the crack is in the White Grotto, where can they find candidates?"

"There's simply nowhere else to go."

Cenchov responded with a "hmm", he watched the masked man spread his hands, and couldn't help baring his teeth, "Speak slowly."

"it is good."

The masked man nodded, exhaled, and then continued:

"Dare to pick the fruit when the White Cave is opened this time, which means they have seen a satisfactory candidate."

"So, in this White Cave, is there anyone they can look up to?"

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Chapter 575 Forgotten Memories

"Which one?" Tzenchov asked subconsciously as he was brought in.

"Red clothes?"

"Holy slave?"

"Ghost?"

The masked man listed three items and laughed to himself, "I don't even like these existences, so they will?"

Tzenchov's face darkened.

You are the first saint slave, is there anyone who belittles yourself like this?

"Heh." The masked man seemed to know what he was thinking, and immediately laughed.

"But in this white cave, apart from these three, who else can enter the eyes of the Holy Emperor?"

Cenchov didn't care, and continued to ask: "The rest are all insignificant young people... Could it be that they are stowaways?"

"They even look down on sneaky people." The masked man said.

"That's...the trainer?"

Czenchov was startled. "So it's really a young man?"

It was hard for him to imagine that the layout of the Holy Emperor finally locked his eyes on the young man.

"Young people, don't you still have to grow up?"

"Let's not say whether they will die halfway, they can wait for the young people to grow up?" Cenchov didn't believe it.

The masked man laughed.

"You've been waiting for so long, why are you still in a hurry?"

"Who the hell!" Zenchov was anxious.

He had no idea that there would be any young people in the White Cave who would be able to enter the Holy Emperor's eyes.

Lorelei?

Two lines of tears?

will not.

One does not qualify.

One has its own mission, how can it be free?