I have a passive skill.

Xu Xiaoshou was keenly aware that he still ignored the existence of this person.

After Haitang'er hugged the eight statues and disappeared, Cenqiaofu went to battle, and the storyteller's sense of presence was greatly reduced.

Where did he go?

Did he guard Cenchov on the battlefield, or did he flee with the eight masters?

Xu Xiao's offer is not clear.

But what he can be sure of is that if he bumps into Bai Yi, he may die. If he bumps into a storyteller, at most he will be taken back, which is harmless.

"So, from the bright side, as long as Gou Wuyue fails to catch Haitang'er and Ba Zunfu, the combat power will be dispersed, and no one will have time to take care of me?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked down from the top of the mountain, feeling a little overwhelmed for a while.

How weak!

This is the advantage of not having a strong sense of presence.

Inexplicably, he escaped, the kind that even he couldn't figure out why.

"No, no, what else was overlooked..."

Before he had time to be more happy, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly thought of the seven or eight hundred "attention" when he first came out of the White Cave.

At that time, he concluded that not only were there dozens of people in the battle.

In white, there must be other people hiding elsewhere, surrounding the entire mountain.

Quantity, not a lot!

"How to do?"

Xu Xiaoshou hesitated.

When I came here, I entered the official road in the Eight Palaces, so I can't use it to go out now.

And it doesn't seem very realistic to sneak out of the sparsely populated farmer's house.

What if there is eyeliner in white among the two?

"Stand out?"

Thinking of this, Xu Xiaoshou's scalp tingles.

That's more than 700 white clothes!

It's impossible to force it.

In today's situation, I guess I can only continue to fish in troubled waters and just survive!

Weak...

Alas, the sorrow of the cowardly is also obvious!

"Let's go."

"One step is one step."

"If you really want to bump into Bai Yi, you will hand over You Sijian and Lu Ke, oh yes, and Xiao Yu..."

Xu Xiaoshou felt a little headache, rubbed his temples, and took a step forward.

"despair."

Before his feet landed, there was a crisp sound from "Perception" in the distance, and Xu Xiaoshou's pupils shrank.

He is now a bird of fright.

Isn't this sound similar to the sound he made just now when he stepped on a dead branch?

So it's really...

What are you afraid of? Why are you here?

……

The other side of the forest.

"Search mountains, search mountains..."

"What did Jiang Bianyan think, to disperse the manpower and send it out to search the mountains?"

"Brother Lin, do you think this is reasonable?"

A man in white slapped the palm of his hand with the back of his hand, with a somewhat resentful expression: "That can be the Eighth Sword Immortal! I really want to find it for us, I'm afraid the first ones to die will be the two of us!"

"Brother Tong Feng, you have to think this way... If you can die under the sword of the Eighth Sword Immortal, that would be considered an honor."

Lin Ruohuan in white beside him smiled, and tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.

It could be seen from his expression that he was actually a little nervous.

But he still pretended to be relieved and smiled dryly, and said: "Besides, we don't really want us to fight. Once we find someone, just sound the alarm. Hundreds of people will come, are you still afraid?"

"Scared! Of course I'm afraid!"

Tong Feng's voice was a little higher, and he said angrily: "You are a slasher, you can hold on for a little longer."

"I'm just a throne, even if it's a step away from Zhan Dao, it's not enough for the Eighth Sword Immortal to grasp with one finger."

"Didn't you see..."

He pointed to the turbulent battle situation in the west.

"Just what you saw in the previous screen... Jian Nian! That's Jian Nian!"

"Even Senior Wuyue can be injured, how long do we have to sound the alarm? A face-to-face meeting, maybe people have not reacted yet, and died on the spot!"

"You are alright..."

Tong Feng looked frustrated, and said sadly: "You are a sword cultivator, and it is an honor to die under the sword of the Eighth Sword Immortal. I have not been in white clothes for a long time. If you were not with you, I might not be able to participate in the battle in the Eighth Palace. , I don’t want to die yet.”

"Oh?"

Lin Ruohuan was amused: "From what you said, you're still blaming me?"

"Hey, no, no, I can't understand this..."

"Shh!"

Before Tong Feng finished talking, Lin Ruohuan was startled, and raised a finger to indicate silence.

The expressions of the two changed slightly at the same time, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Anything?"

Tong Feng lowered his voice.

Lin Ruohuan didn't reply, squinting his eyes to perceive the surrounding space.

"Spatial fluctuations..."

"Very obscure spatial fluctuations!"

"If nothing else, someone has been here before!"

Tong Feng's heart trembled when he heard this, he took out the red alarm bead from the ring, and was about to crush it.

"and many more."

Lin Ruohuan was not so impulsive, and stopped his teammates, saying: "The mountains and forests are so big, there is no reason for us to be such a coincidence, we will be the son of destiny, maybe a teammate who escaped from the blood bushes."

Tong Feng's fingers trembled a little, but he still resisted the urge to crush the alarm beads.

This thing really can't be messed around.

With everyone on high alert, once someone crushes this thing, hundreds of people may be summoned in no time.

If when the time comes, people will find that the expected "opponent" turns out to be "one of us"...

That's a good show, but it's a big one!

Moreover, once people gather here, the defenses elsewhere will definitely drop in manpower.

It could be said that it was such a delay that the holy slaves were able to escape from this siege!

"Shh."

Lin Ruohuan hunched over, even his booing turned into sound transmission.

As the two voices disappeared.

The forest also became dead silent.

……

"Pounding!"

"Pounding!"

"Frightened, passive value, +1."

"Attention, passive value, +2."

"Be sought, passive value, +2."

Xu Xiaoshou felt that his state of mind at the moment was like encountering a ghost with disheveled hair in a secret room of horror, and was ruthlessly blocked by his teammates, leaving him alone.

——That's a complex!

"This shit, is it really here?"

He hadn't even had time to prepare much.

The chasers are here!

So in fact, the white clothes are the rats, right?

Not even the smell of blood, just relying on the intuition of rice, can you come to the door?

The mountains and forests are so big...

This is the end?

"One throne, one beheading."

Xu Xiaoshou in the disappearing state was full of powerlessness.

Forget about the throne.

With a cruel heart and courage, he can still force himself to lose his mind and just go up.

With A Jie's terrifying output, it is impossible to beat him unconscious before crushing the alarm bead.

Can be cut...

Xu Xiaoshou thought of the scene of Ah Jie confronting the storyteller.

He didn't know how strong this white-clothed Zhan Dao named Lin Ruohuan was.

It might not be the pervert of a storyteller who survived nine deaths, but looking at the spirit sword in his hand...

Yes.

This is a spirit sword, not a famous sword.

But at this moment, Xu Xiaoshou, when he saw the sword, felt that his feet were about to go limp.

Even if he is not an ancient sword cultivator, nor is he at the level of Bazun Familiar and Gou Wuyue, but who is easy to mess with the sword-wielding swordsman in the Eastern Region?

This guess, it doesn't look like the kind of master who can be won in a short while!

Xu Xiaoshou hid in the canopy of trees.

Obviously the disappearing technique cannot be perceived, but he can't do it if he is to face the white clothes frankly in this mountain forest without any cover.

"Be sought, passive value, +2."

From time to time, two scary messages popped up on the information bar, and Xu Xiaoshou's face turned green.

"Ling Yuan..."

Suddenly alerted, Xu Xiaoshou realized that from the blood forest to this point, he had maintained the "disappearing technique" for a long time, and used a lot of "one step to the sky".

He immediately looked inward with his spiritual thoughts, and looked towards Qihai.

In the next second, his face turned from green to white.