I have a passive skill.

It's okay to see the first seat.

The Holy Emperor of the Void Island actually fell in love with this person?

terrible!

"What do you mean, is there any secret that others don't know?" The storyteller saw the two people flirting in front of him, and was furious.

The masked man didn't explain, but looked at Xu Xiaoshou, answering his question just now.

"Sanctification does not necessarily mean breaking free from the cage."

"After all, there are more than one pair of eyes staring at you in the sky all the time."

Xu Xiaoshou looked up again and saw the rain curtain.

He already knew that the masked man was not lying.

After all, the "Attention" on the information bar, which is refreshed every once in a while, basically has no other explanation except that it comes from the rain curtain of the White Cave.

"It's hard to sing alone, but the mountains are hard to break."

The masked man stared at Nine Heavens Rain Curtain, and said earnestly, "If there are too many cages that Du Sheng can't break, they won't be able to lock them."

Xu Xiaoshou felt a little ridiculous.

Half Saint is already very difficult.

In this world, how can there be so many saints for you to find and organize?

Arabian Nights!

But when he thought about it again, he recalled what the masked man had said.

How many talents are there in the world?

Is it true that everyone can only stop at cutting the way and being too empty?

more than this.

Why is it that the master of the Taoist Temple of the Holy God Hall can surpass the world with his mere semi-holy qualifications?

Isn't the Holy Emperor the pinnacle of combat power in this world?

Xu Xiaoshou, who had already known the situation of some of the peak powerhouses in the Holy Spirit Continent, had doubts about this statement for the first time.

Either the sky is more than a semi-sacred realm.

Or, the metaphor of caramel sugar at that time is not a metaphor!

"I have one more question, the last one." Seeing the expression of the masked man who was exhausted, Xu Xiaoshou spoke again.

"Say."

The masked man looked away from the nine-day rain curtain, he really didn't want to say any more.

But the last word...

Forget it, let's answer it again!

Xu Xiaoshou held the Yan Mang in his hand, flashed in his mind the figure of Su Qianqian who seemed to have grown up overnight after the sword was seized, and for a while didn't know how to speak.

"What's the problem?" The masked man turned around.

"sword."

Xu Xiaoshou paused for a moment, and asked resolutely: "As for the famous sword, why did you...take it away?"

"Famous sword?"

The masked man looked at the Yan Mang in his hand, not knowing why.

"The famous tomb city Xue!" Xu Xiaoshou looked at death as if at home.

"Oh, you said it..."

The masked man laughed, and said: "Just like you, if you can't hold the sword-bearer, you will eventually sacrifice the famous sword, and I just need this strength."

"It's still the same sentence, instead of falling into the hands of others, it's better to put it in my hands for the time being, understand?"

temporary……

Is this really the case?

Thinking of Su Qianqian's pain, Xu Xiaoshou looked at the masked man who didn't look like he was talking, and asked again: "But why, you want to kill everyone in the Su family?"

This time, the storyteller and Cenchov frowned at the same time.

After Xu Xiaoshou's questioning, he felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he took a step back and blocked Yan Mang in front of his chest.

"Ah."

The masked man laughed out loud and didn't care at all.

"kill?"

"No, not to mention that I didn't kill everyone, just a few guys who dared to strike at me."

"It's just that level, it can't even be called 'killing', such a serious word."

"Mmm." Xu Xiaoshou's tone sank, but his expression was questioning.

He didn't say much, quietly waiting for the masked man's next words.

"I actually don't like killing people." The masked man spread his hands.

He didn't really want to explain.

But guessing that the little sword-bearer in Tiansang Linggong, if this Wenming also knows, it will be a knot in the heart, so I have to say it.

"Do you know what is the greatest honor for a real swordsman?"

Xu Xiaoshou shook his head.

The masked man continued: "The greatest honor is to die by my sword."

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

"not lying to you."

The masked man looked at him and said seriously: "They choose to defend, and I choose to fulfill. If you want to understand it as killing, that's fine too. After all, that's the truth."

"Of course, it's impossible for you to understand what I'm telling you now."

"When you can fully understand it, that is when you have truly mastered the mysteries of the sword. At that time, I welcome you to 'perfect' me..."

"If you dare to strike me with a sword."

There was a relieved smile in the masked man's eyes, showing some respect and appreciation for his opponent at that time.

"This question, I can only explain so much."

"If you really want to fully understand the situation, maybe you can go to Su's house and you will understand."

Xu Xiaoshou was silent.

He really can't understand.

He obviously wanted to seize the sword, and even killed all the high-level officials who held the sword, so it can be said so grandly.

However, after thinking about it, during several fights with Sheng Nu.

The sentence the other party yelled the most seems to be "don't hurt people"...

Looking at the awe-inspiring righteousness of the masked man, it doesn't seem like he is lying.

"Are you sure you're not making something up?" Xu Xiaoshou asked.

"Sure." The masked man replied.

"You said yes."

"Huh?" The masked man raised his eyebrows.

The storyteller also twitched the corner of his mouth.

Hearing the tone of the order, he almost couldn't hold back and wanted to make a move.

The masked man didn't say "yes."

"Whenever you really have the strength to verify whether what I said is true or not, I may answer you with such a tone."

"but now……"

The masked man smiled, but his voice was very serious: "In this world, no one dares to order me like that."

Xu Xiaoshou felt chills in his heart.

He really just got used to it unconsciously, and wanted to pass on the masked man's words and let the information bar verify it.

But to no avail.

That's it.

Look!

Seriously go to death, kill and respect, the glory of sword repair...

Xu Xiaoshou felt very funny.

But when these words came out of the masked mouth, there was another illusion that this was the case.

He couldn't tell whether the man was confident or talking to himself.

But obviously, by now, he was already in the maelstrom of the holy slave.

Just one Su Qianqian, just such a small obsession, can't shake the overall situation at all.

"The Su family..."

Xu Xiaoshou murmured softly to himself, and didn't pursue too much.

He is a sanctified slave.

But you still have to see your own way, no matter how gaudy the other party says.

Indeed, to put it bluntly, this is just a "choice".

And under this choice, if you can give yourself more time.

Xu Xiaoshou believed that in the not-too-distant future, even the holy slave wanted to use a cage to frame himself, but at that time, he probably couldn't.

"All I need is time."

"Time will also prove everything, whether you are a masked man, the first saint slave, or... the eighth sword fairy?"

I feel relieved.

Xu Xiaoshou looked up at the sky.

"What's the next step, how do we go?"

The masked man turned and stepped out, and the storyteller and Cenchov immediately followed.

"Use your feet."

Click.

The masked man stepped lightly on the ground with his raised foot, and the four swords behind him trembled suddenly, and then flew over again.

"go back."

He tilted his head slightly.

The momentum of the fierce sword froze on the spot and stopped in front of Xu Xiaoshou.

"This……"

Xu Xiaoshou opened his hands, thinking about it, but not daring.

"Hold it, when you can get the identity of this sword, then you are qualified to ask me questions."

"Oh."

Xu Xiaoshou grasped it.

Fierce Sword did not resist, and became quiet again, as if...

The gas has been vented.