Chapter 569: Xiaoshou Bowed
No, no, no⊠It canât be? !
When he saw the person in front of him clearly, Xu Xiaoshouâs face bulged as if he was constipated, full of discomfort.
âThe Heavens want me dead?â
If the person in front of him wasnât the Storyteller and Luo Leilei, who else could it be?
But why were these two guys here?
Shouldnât the Storyteller strictly abide by the words of the so-called second son of the Saint Servant and help him guard the group of Red-robed in the Lijian Grassland?
âNow, they have appeared?â
Screw his Grandpa!
How can I, Xu Xiaoshou, live with this?
Is he crazy? Why is everyone targeting me?
Xu Xiaoshou cursed in his heart. He could feel the deep malice of this world towards him.
In the front, it was like a wolf watching the Night Guardian, and in the back, it was like a tiger reading a book.
Was it possible that even if he could pass this test, he would still have to go through 99-81 trials before he could successfully escape from the White Cave?
âHehe, HeheâŠâ
Xu Xiaoshou laughed dryly. Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong and changed to âHehehe.â
âIâŠâ
Before he could finish, the Storyteller interrupted him with a smile, âLittle brother, have you forgotten? You are not in disguise now.â
Xu Xiaoshouâs smile froze on the spot.
Thatâs right!
What thehell, why did they turn off the âTransformationâ just now?
Why? !
âDonât blame yourself.â
The Storyteller pinched the orchid finger and gently stroked his chest. âThe so-called suspicion is not what I noticed. Itâs all thanks to my sister.â
He pointed the orchid finger to the side, and Xu Xiaoshouâs gaze followed and fell on the young girl at the side.
âXu XiaoshouâŠâ
Luo Leilei looked as if he was sizing up a monster. His eyes were filled with surprise. âLong time no see?â
âCough Cough.â
Xu Xiaoshou suddenly started coughing violently. He choked on his own saliva.
âLuo Leilei, long time no see.â
You, why did you lie to me like this!
The last sentence was choked to death in his stomach.
Xu Xiaoshou squeezed out a trace of a forced smile and forced the corners of his mouth to show his friendliness.
âWhat kind of spiritual technique is that?â Luo Leilei asked without any hesitation.
âWhat kind of spiritual technique?â
Xu Xiaoshou stole a glance at the Storyteller and did not respond directly.
Even though the man in the Red Dress was beaming with joy.
However, Xu Xiaoshou knew that he had done something that angered the heavens and people.
Reprimanding, scolding, interrupting, ordering, scolding..
It was almost any kind of suicidal method that would make people die without a burial place. He, Xu Xiaoshou, had tried it all on the Storyteller.
Oh no!
More than once!
Under such circumstances, it was hard to imagine how the Storyteller could maintain such a magnanimous smile after understanding all the truth.
Or rather..
Xu Xiaoshou was more inclined to the second inference.
At this moment, other than using a smile to hide his emotions, the Storyteller did not know what expression to use to face himself.
That meant..
Under the disguise of a clear sky, dark clouds filled the sky. It was raging thunder. It was him who did not know much. If he said anything wrong, it would be a terrifying ending that would end on the spot!
God, save me!
I, Xu Xiaoshou, am still a child!
..
Luo Leilei, who was opposite him, knew that Xu Xiaoshouâs state of playing dumb was too profound. He went straight to the point, âItâs the kind that can even deceive a Storyteller SeniorâŠâ
The moment the word âdeceiveâ came out, the Storytellerâs facial expression froze.
Xu Xiaoshou instantly stopped thinking and interrupted with a roar:
âTransformation!â
âItâs called âTransformationâ. It can simulate the appearance of any person. Itâs the kind of effect that youâve seen before.â
Luo Leilei was stunned. Apparently, she was stunned by this roar.
Then, the corner of her lips lifted slightly.
âOh, is that so?â
She tilted her head and asked again, âTransformation⊠This kind of special spiritual technique, how did you learn it?â
âHa.â
Xu Xiaoshou heaved a sigh of relief. Seeing that the Storyteller had no reaction, he did not even want to answer.
Luo Leileiâs voice rose again, âAfter all, even the Storyteller Senior canâŠâ
âTalent!â
Xu Xiaoshou suddenly shouted, âSimilar to talent skills, blood boundary and so on⊠Ah Pei, similar to spiritual physique, similar to sacred physique. Can you understand this explanation?â
âIf I canât teach you, you donât have to count on me to teach you!â Xu Xiaoshou added.
âOh, talentâŠâ
Luo Leileiâs smile grew wider.
She seemed to know how to communicate with Xu Xiaoshou, who couldnât communicate with her.
âThen the Fourth Sword. How can you master them?â
âEven Brother Shuangxing couldnât last that long. I think you didnât get the recognition of the Fourth Sword, but only the recognition, right?â
Xu Xiaoshouâs facial muscles began to twitch.
You lass..
You better remember this!
You are definitely taking revenge!
As expected, women..
Ha, the enmity from the Tianxuan Gateâs black cliff can still be remembered until now?
âSword Cognition.â
Xu Xiaoshou lowered his head and said dejectedly, âI know Sword Cognition, so the Fourth Sword is closer to me. In addition, I have the master physique, so I can hold on longer.â
âBut now Iâve reached my limit, I canât hold on any longer.â
âDo you want this sword?â
Xu Xiaoshou said as he picked up the Fourth Sword and wanted to throw it.
The Storyteller and Luo Leilei were shocked at the same time.
Obviously, the âSecond Brother of the Saint Servantâ in the ancient book had left a lot of shadows in their hearts.
âWait, donât move!â
Luo Leilei immediately stopped Xu Xiaoshouâs action and said, âI have another question⊠Brother Shuangxing also knows sword cognition. He admitted that he didnât last as long as you did. So, whatâs the problem?â
Xu Xiaoshou didnât know whether to put his hands down or lift them up. He could only stand in the air and said helplessly, âNot lasting? Then itâs his problem. It has nothing to do with me.â
Luo Leilei: ââŠâ
âCursed, passive points + 1.â
Her gums itched and she said hatefully, âXu Xiaoshou, youâŠâ
âAsk away!â
Xu Xiaoshou simply relaxed. He had thought it through.
âIâm doomed.â
âWhat do you want to ask? Iâll definitely tell you everything I know.â
âIn the end, if you can spare my life, then Iâm very grateful.â
âIf you canâtâŠâ
âItâs okay!â
âIt doesnât matter!â
Xu Xiaoshou shouted heavily and said righteously, âBut before that, please allow me, Xu Xiaoshou, to express my deepest apologies to the storyteller.â
Ignoring the other partyâs reaction, Xu Xiaoshou immediately bowed deeply more than 90 degrees.
âIâm sorry! ! !â
It was not until his head touched his knee that he bounced up and said, âIt was my fault earlier. I shouldnât have lied to Senior Storyteller.â
âBut thereâs a reason for it. Itâs a long story, and I canât explain it clearly in a short time.â
âI wonât go into details here.â
âI only hope that Senior can see that my master, Elder Sang, who is also the second-in-command of Saint Servant, Sleeveless, and the chief of Saint Servant, the masked man, as well as Lei Shuangxing, that⊠fellow, and Luo Leileiâs friendship, and let this kid live!â
âThank you very much!â
Xu Xiaoshou bowed again.
The corner of Luo Leileiâs mouth twitched as if it was cramping.
Absolutely!
Xu Xiaoshou, should I say that youâre a man who can bend and stretch, or should I say that youâre really too smelly and shameless!
Brother Shuangxing, you can get involved in this too?
Do you think that since heâs not present, you can spout nonsense as you please!
Why donât you bring up Senior Cen as well?
âOh, thatâs right!â
Xu Xiaoshou seemed to have remembered something and added, âThereâs also Senior Cen Qiaofu. Ever since I met him at Tiansang Spirit Palace that day, Iâve been yearning for him for a long time. I hope that seniorâŠâ
Seeing that the Storytellerâs eyes were becoming more and more uncertain, Xu Xiaoshou quickly changed his target.
He looked at Luo Leilei and said, âYou. After you ask Senior Cen on my behalf, say that we havenât seen each other for a long time and that we miss each other very much. When we meet again, we will definitely drinkâŠâ
âPerceptionâ looked at the Storytellerâs face, which was as dark as ink.
Xu Xiaoshouâs voice gradually weakened.
â⊠Yan Huan.â
âAhem.â
âDid I say too much?â
He muttered to himself as if he was mumbling to himself, âIt doesnât matter. Although it was for a very special reason, I still deceived senior storyteller.â
âIf Senior wants to kill me, I, Xu Xiaoshou, will not complain!â
Then.
Xu Xiaoshou directly raised his head and closed his eyes, with a face of death.
He pushed his âPerceptionâ to the limit, and with the âVanishing techniqueâ and âTake the easy way outâ, he was completely prepared.
If there was anything wrong with the Storyteller, he would immediately abandon his words and run away.
âWatched, passive points + 1.â
âLiked, passive points + 1.â
The Storyteller stared at him.
Although his face was no longer full of smiles, it was filled with frost.
However, a message suddenly popped up in the information bar, causing Xu Xiaoshouâs body to tremble uncontrollably.
Liked, liked?
He froze on the spot.
Even his thoughts were a little hard to process.
âLiked?â
âLike the hell!â
âAre you crazy? I, Xu Xiaoshou, have already said this much. A normal person can either attack in a fit of rage and directly solve the problem.â
âOr treat the person as a junior. For the sake of bowing twice, treat it as farting.â
âYou⊠like, what does that mean?â
Xu Xiaoshou was trembling in fear.
Facing the Storyteller was even more painful than facing ten Night Guardians.
The emotions of the Saint Servantâ could not be captured.
You never knew what he was like one second and what would happen the next.
Night Guardian appreciated him, so Xu Xiaoshou could accurately control his thoughts and then control them.
But facing the Storyteller..
Let alone control him!
A âLikeâ almost made Xu Xiaoshou cry.
âIâm sorry, if I made you like anything just now, can you tell meâŠâ
âIâll change it! ! !â
Xu Xiaoshou roared in his heart. He couldnât afford to offend this pervert in a red dress!
..
âAs expected of the person that Big Brother has taken a fancy to!â
The Storyteller held it in for a while, then finally shook his head and clapped his hands in praise.
âLuo girl, are you sure you didnât recognize him wrongly? He is Wen Ming?â
Compared to other questions, and even when Xu Xiaoshou was taught a lesson by the disguised Second Brother of the Saint Servant in the ancient book space, the Storyteller seemed to be more concerned about this question.
âYes.â
Luo Leilei nodded and said, âOther than Xu Xiaoshou, there is no other person in Tiansang Spirit Palace who could catch the chiefâs eye.â
âOkay.â The Storyteller pursed his red lips and asked again, âThen are you done asking?â
âYesâŠâ
Luo Leilei wanted to continue speaking. She still had too many problems to solve, so she had to get Xu Xiaoshouâs reply.
But now, the Storyteller Senior couldnât wait any longer.
Forget it.
She nodded and took half a step back.
The Storytellerâs smile bloomed once again.
âWen Ming, Iâve finally met you. So youâre Wen Ming!â
Xu Xiaoshou instantly had goosebumps all over his body.
He finally understood that in this world, there were things that were more unbearable than death.
âLive!â
âTo live in front of this perverted man in a red dress, and as a man, this is even more painful than death!â
The Storyteller shook his head and sighed, the scenes from the ancient book kept flashing through his mind.
One moment he was filled with killing intent, the next moment he was filled with admiration.
After a long time, his final gaze froze..
Kind!
Extremely kind!
âWen Ming, are you curious as to why I came here when I should have listened to you?â The Storyteller blinked as he asked.
âIâm not curious, Iâm not curiousâŠâ
Xu Xiaoshou immediately closed his eyes and shook his head like a rattle-drum, âSenior has great powers, thereâs nothing that you canât doâŠâ
âJust call him Big Brother.â The Storyteller folded his hands in front of his chest and looked at Xu Xiaoshou. The more he looked at him, the more he liked him.
He was someone Big Brother admired
âWhat?â When Xu Xiaoshou heard this, he couldnât even keep his eyelids open. He immediately opened his eyes and his eyeballs popped out.
âBig BrotherâŠâ the Storyteller shyly shook his waist and said, âJust call him that.â
Xu Xiaoshou: ? ? ?
He turned his head in disbelief and cast his gaze in the direction of Luo Leilei.
â?â
He used his gaze to slowly type out a question mark.
However, what he got back was Luo Leileiâs expression that said, âI canât do anything. You have to pray for yourself.â.
âBig Brother.â
Xu Xiaoshou cried, his eyes filled with tears.
âNo, no, noâŠâ
The storyteller bit his lower lip and said, âLearn from me, Big BrotherâŠâ
âBig Brother.â
âBig Brother.â
âBig BrotherâŠâ
âBig Brother! ! !â The Storyteller suddenly roared.
With a boom, the void directly exploded, and the world instantly collapsed.
Xu Xiaoshou was suddenly scared out of his wits, and he almost felt like his fart was about to be blown out.
His body trembled, and a quiver jumped up from the bottom of his feet and swam all over his body, closing the top of his head.
âBig BrotherâŠâ
Xu Xiaoshou said these words with tears in his eyes. He felt that he had been humiliated.
But a scholar could be humiliated, but he could not be killed.
So what if he had been wronged?
Under the influence of power, choosing to lower his head was something that Xu Xiaoshou often did.
âEverything, in order to live⊠No, to linger on at deathâs Door!â
He secretly sized up the void around him that had completely collapsed, but he was not affected at all.
Xu Xiaoshou knew that with just this one move, he could tell that the strength of the Storyteller was definitely several times higher than the Night Guardian.
Such control was perfected.
Cowardly..
Yes, cowardly enough!
âAhemâ
The Storytellerâs elbow was in front of his chest, as if his soul had been cleansed by a single call.
He disappeared from the spot with a swish.
Under Xu Xiaoshouâs horrified pupils, he had already gently wrapped a hand around his shoulder and whispered into his ear, âThen, little brother, do you want to know why I can come from the Lijian Grassland?â
âI donât want to, I donât want to!â
Xu Xiaoshouâs soul was almost shattered by a breath of hot air.
He wanted to pull away, but at this moment, he realized that he was completely trapped.
He wasnât trapped by the Storytellerâs palm.
He was trapped by space, the Way of the Heavens, and everything in the White Cave.
Or, to put it another way.
With the Storytellerâs embrace, Xu Xiaoshou was directly abandoned by the Order of the heavens in the White Cave.
The heavens and earth were vast.
But at this moment, there was no place for him to stay!
Thus, there was no way to escape!
âHiss.â
Taking a deep breath, Xu Xiaoshou closed his eyes.
âI want to.â
âI want⊠to ask Senior to explain. I, Xu Xiaoshou, really want to know!â
âSenior?â The Storyteller tilted his head. His hair fell down and slid to his lips. He was very charming.
Xu Xiaoshou looked at Luo Leilei again as if he had saved his life.
At this moment, he really hoped that the other party could forget about the past and save him.
There was still a long way to go. He, Xu Xiaoshou, expressed that he would repay Luo Leilei by doing anything.
However, the other party turned his body slightly to show that he did not see anything.
Tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.
Xu Xiaoshou felt that he had been strengthened by life. He felt that the world was so screwed up.
Why was a Night Guardian not enough.
Why did a Storyteller come? In the blink of an eye, because of a âWen Mingâ, the other party had become like this?
It shouldnât be..
It shouldnât be! ! !
He pursed his lips, and the two words, which contained a trill, were squeezed out from between Xu Xiaoshouâs teeth.
âBig Brother ~â
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