I have a passive skill.

"Is it an illusion?"

"Do not."

"uncertain."

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly remembered the time when Shou Ye caught up with him, as if he was also following Lu Ke's famous sword Qinglinji.

It's different!

At any rate, he also lifted the disappearing state that time.

Can this masked man really feel it just by feeling?

"Illusion?" The masked man on the ground murmured, then glanced at the two people beside him with unbelieving faces, and added.

Then, he turned his gaze to the direction of the explosion.

"Old Qi, the space is solved, it's time to go out."

"Oh."

The first point that the storyteller doesn't care much about.

……

Lift the space?

When Xu Xiaoshou heard this, he was overjoyed immediately.

really!

My inference just now is not wrong.

This perverted man in the red dress is really an extremely cautious person.

Even the first seat of the holy slave who met him here still blocked the whole space uneasy.

That is to say, if he really took a step to escape from this place at that time, he would only kill himself!

"Snapped."

After hearing the crisp fingers snapped by the storyteller above, the void also seemed to shake.

Xu Xiaoshou's heart became active.

Just dormantly eavesdropping on such a short period of time, he was almost emptying out his elixir storehouse.

The disappearance technique consumes too much spiritual energy.

If the storyteller doesn't unravel the technique of space exile, Xu Xiaoshou may really explode himself.

In the current situation, there is only one road left.

"One step at a time..."

I drank in my heart.

But when his spirit was almost at its peak, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly restrained his impulse.

Because of this time, a casual glance.

Information Bar……

"Watched, passive value, +1."

"Being framed, passive value, +1."

watch?

Xu Xiaoshou's first reaction was why there were still people watching him when he disappeared.

But in the next second, he was completely attracted by the second message.

"Framed..."

Xu Xiaoshou was able to forcefully suppress the steps he was about to take by almost tapping the ground with his toes.

He was dumbfounded.

Who else could be here besides the saint-slave trio?

Then, the meaning of framing is not the same as saying...

"Tattoo."

A head up.

The three people above paced past overhead, without any strange emotion.

But in this tacit cooperation, Xu Xiaoshou used his "perception" to take a closer look.

The slight curve of the storyteller's mouth...

Tzenchov's hand resting lightly on the small ax at his waist...

The slightly curled ring finger and little finger of the masked man...

In other words, it is to stretch out the sword finger!

"Nimma, these three people are playing me?"

Xu Xiaoshou's heart almost jumped out of his throat.

He "perceived" and explored into the distance.

The sights that come into view are all the familiar landforms of the White Cave.

Even the slightest bit of wind and grass, and the dancing of gravel, are so realistic.

But at this moment, Xu Xiaoshou was extremely determined.

I am still in the ancient book space!

One step to the sky.

God, it collapsed!

"despair."

The three people above walked directly above Xu Xiaoshou, the masked man paused, and sighed in disappointment, "I'm not taking the bait, this man."

"Oh, it's been a long time since I've seen such an ingenious concealment technique that can even be tricked by cutting Dao."

Tzenchov smiled and took out his small axe, "Who could it be?"

Only the storyteller's expression was completely stiff.

If it was a day ago, he even dared to assert that the people hiding here were at least at the level of Taixu, otherwise it would be impossible to deceive his brother.

but now.

In the White Grotto.

There is such a young man who has a hiding technique that even he himself cannot see through.

"Wen Ming..."

"Huh?" The masked man and Cenchov turned their heads at the same time.

"Wen Ming."

"What do you mean?" Cenchov couldn't say the rest of the sentence.

"Wen Ming!"

The storyteller increased his tone.

This time, even the masked man understood what he meant.

"You mean, you have fought against him, and he has a hiding technique that even you can't see through?"

"Gollum."

The storyteller swallowed.

It was hard for him to imagine that Xiao Wenming had eaten the bear's heart and leopard's guts or what, how he dared to come here.

but now……

"Ah."

The storyteller nodded slightly, and Tzenchov's entire face changed color.

Can Wen Ming, who is innately cultivated, have such a hiding technique?

"One day's absence is like three autumns. The ancients were sincere and never deceived me."

The masked man slowly stretched out his hand, patted his palms, his eyes wandered, but he couldn't tell where Wen Ming was at all.

"Come out, don't hide."

He was silent for a while, and persuaded: "You should know, I can't hurt you, because of... various reasons."

Xu Xiaoshou clenched his fists in pain.

I know that because of Sang Lao's reason, you may not hurt me.

But that pervert...

And just in case...

And don't hurt me, why are you trying to catch me...

All of this is even more heartbreaking than hurting me!

"I, Xu Xiaoshou, can't appear in front of the three of you even if I'm dead." Xu Xiaoshou swore secretly.

brush.

At this moment, the three people above turned around in unison, casting their gazes on the ground at the same time.

Judging from the degree of dilation of the pupils, the three of them could not be staring at the ground.

Rather, where is he?

Xu Xiaoshou tensed up.

In the next second, he felt a squeezing force coming from the depths of the ground.

Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts froze.

"extrusion……"

"Disappearing technique, how can there be a squeezing feeling?"

With a difficult movement of his head, Xu Xiaoshou felt a piece of mud being pressed into the ear canal.

This real touch made him feel like he was struck by lightning.

"I……"

Take a look at the sea.

empty.

"Fuck!"

This time, Xu Xiaoshou's heart was full of tens of thousands of beasts, and his whole body almost split open on the spot.

Just such a mistaken effort, just because I forgot to take another pill...

The sea bottomed out.

Can't maintain the disappearing technique?

"Xiao, Wen, Ming—"

The corners of the storyteller's lips were almost grinning to the edge of the earlobe, and the smile became more unbridled and perverted as he called out word by word.

"hiss."

Xu Xiaoshou was silent like a cicada, and shuddered on the spot.

"Being called, passive value, +1."

"Frightened, passive value, +1."

"Watched, passive value, +4."