I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

　　 Xin Gu Gu is going crazy.

　　 Previously, his impression of Xu Xiaoshou was that of a strange and untuned flower with intricate brain circuits.

　　 But today, this guy refreshed his worldview.

　　 By virtue of his innate cultivation base, he dared to pretend to this point in front of the pinnacle throne?

　　 Even if it was suppressed by the sword just now, Xin Gugu understood that it was a hole card.

　　 is the absolute hole card that completely drained the body after Xu Xiao was hit.

　　 With such a weak posture, he can still keep himself and A Jie behind...

　　 This is no longer courage, this is a neurosis!

　　 a proper neurosis!

　　 But it's just such a neurosis, these words, combined with the movement he caused before...

　　 Even if it was Xin Gu Gu, a strange thought rose in his heart.

　　 "Xu Xiaoshou, really can't cut that sword again?"

　　 No one answered, Zhang Taiying was equally silent.

　　 a breath.

　　 Two breaths.

　　 "I already have the answer."

　　 Xu Xiaoshou smiled sarcastically, raised his chin, and the slightly raised eyelids, as if pitying the saddest person in the world.

　　 He turned around and beckoned.

　　 "Let's go!"

　　 "Ma Ma..." A Jie whispered, the red light in her eyes dimmed, and she paced to keep up.

　　 Xin Gu Gu looked at Xu Xiaoshou's undefended back, and his heart was filled with admiration.

　　 He looked back at Zhang Taiying, his face was so dark that he could drip ink.

　　 took another look at the two thrones behind.

　　 The humiliation in that woman's eyes is almost overflowing.

　　 And that old man...

　　 This is the only one in the field who can still maintain a normal mentality!

"Do not!"

　　 "At this time, if you can still maintain this mentality, I'm afraid it is already a psychopath!"

　　 Xin Gu grinned at the corner of his lips.

　　 He wanted to restrain his smile, but he couldn't help it.

　　 "Hahaha!"

　　 Cool!

　　 is so cool!

　　 It turns out that a truly pleasurable battle is not a punch that blasts the opponent into flesh.

　　 It is obvious that I can no longer make a move, but you still dare not move.

　　 This is a battle that is not like a battle, and it is truly disgusting to live the opponent from the body to the heart, and even the soul level!

　　 Xin Gu Gu looked at those uncomfortable expressions like constipation, and felt relieved.

　　 "Go away~"

　　 This is a master who feared that the world would not be chaotic. After realizing that these guys in front of him were afraid to move, he was completely released.

　　 With a flick of his arrogant and arrogant sleeves, Pi Dian Pi Dian followed Xu Xiaoshou's pace.

　　 "Niu Bian!"

　　 "Xu Xiaoshou, I don't take it anymore, even if it's the banana candy girl who is here, I don't take it."

　　 "But today, I will convince you!"

　　 He was happily spreading the sound, reaching out to pat Xu Xiaoshou's shoulder.

　　 Xu Xiaoshou had been prepared.

　　 He has counted the enemies thoroughly, how can he forget that there is another existence beside him that might destroy the plan.

　　 Tons of sound, A Jie suddenly turned around.

　　 reached out and caught Xin Gugu's palm.

　　 That appearance, as if to say, "I'm numb, is it possible for a ghost beast in your body to shoot?"

　　 Xin grumbled for a moment, and immediately realized that under his palm, Xu Xiaoshou might really have to kneel on the spot, and immediately stopped.

　　 walked a mile away, there was still no movement behind him.

　　 "Don't look at it."

　　 Xu Xiaoshou exhaled a sulky breath, and said: "The first step, they didn't dare to take the first step, how can they have the courage to take another step under their wild thinking?"

　　 "啧啧……"

　　 Xin Gu Gu shook his head, he was completely conquered by Xu Xiaoshou.

　　 The brain circuit of this guy is used in battle, he is simply a genius!

　　 "By the way, how did you cut that sword just now?"

　　 "Also, the one in the Dongting District earlier was really fried by you for alchemy?"

　　 "By the way, the thing you said last can really cut another sword?"

　　 "……"

　　 Xin Gu Gu only felt all kinds of doubts in his mind, if this is not solved, I really can't sleep tonight.

　　 Xu Xiaoshou's eyelids flicked, and he wanted to continue to act at this moment.

　　 But the danger is relieved. After completely relaxing, how can he regain his strength?

　　咚, he just lay down.

　　 A Jie has eyesight and quick hands. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the princess picked him up.

"died?"

　　 Xin grunted and snorted, and found that this guy's breath is extremely stable, death is impossible, just...

　　Very empty!

"Fell asleep?"

　　 His eyes widened, feeling the surging vitality in Xu Xiaoreceptor.

　　 If it weren't for this guy's heavy eyelids, he wouldn't believe that this was the young man who seemed to have been hollowed out.

　　 "Is this a human being?"

　　 "After that sword, he didn't consume at all, he was just exhausted?"

　　 "In other words, his words are true in the end, as long as there is a trace of clarity in consciousness, can he really cut another sword?"

　　 Xin Gu Gu was shocked.

　　 He thought of the sloppy uncle, and suddenly realized that Xu Xiaoshou would not be easy to be seen by that kind of guy.

　　 "Sword..."

　　 To be honest with the sword, Xin Gu Gu doesn't know much.

　　He is not from the Eastern Territory, and all his geniuses are in the Xuyue Ash Palace in the Southern Territory.

Between 　　 Jian Xiu, a truly famous existence, he also heard of a "Seven Sword Immortal".

　　 Plus the "eighth sword immortal" who barely counts as the first half, but has been passed down by the world to be a little too magical.

　　 "Then uncle, who would it be?"

　　 If Xu Xiaoshou could cut this sword with his innate cultivation base, Xin Gugu would absolutely not believe it, and there must be outsiders helping him.

　　 Outsiders, it could only be that uncle.

　　 But that guy, when I saw it in the morning, although he was very strong, he never reached the level of the legendary sword fairy.

　　 While viewing Xu Xiaoshou's sword tonight, its artistic conception is completely beyond ordinary sword repair.

　　 Even the kendo throne can not necessarily cut this sword.

　　 "Can a kid cut such a terrifying sword, but the uncle himself is somewhat powerless?"

　　 Xin Gu Gu felt a contradiction.

　　 He didn't think much about it, for fear of being followed by others, leading A Jie to escape into the dark.

　　……

"ended."

　　 Like the crowd on Dongqing Street looking up in awe, the City Lord’s Mansion is also paying close attention to this shocking battle tonight.

　　Fu Xing held his hand and looked back at Liu Jing, with a serious face.

　　 "Father hasn't come back yet?"

　　 Liu Jing nodded: "Still studying his new crystallization in the back garden. Today, the city lord's mansion was beheaded, and he didn't get a look at it."

　　 "How can he leave so far tonight?"

　　I felt a headache when I paid the line to help.

　　 It is clear that at my own age, I should be like the children of those aristocratic families, wandering around the flowers, hooking up with daughters.

　　 But because the old father is addicted to spiritual formations and is not doing business, he has to inherit part of the housework ahead of time.

　　Using the master to handle throne affairs~www.ltnovel.com~Fu Xing said that he was really a bit busy.

　　 "What about the Holy Temple, how do you say?" he asked.

　　 After all, the throne shot and violated the holy law, and in the end, he had to use the white clothes of the holy temple to suppress it.

　　 Liu Jing smiled lightly: "I'm afraid Tiansang City won't be put in the eyes anymore recently."

　　 "Oh?" Fu Xing was puzzled, "What's the answer?"

　　 Liu Jing paced forward, her expression dignified looking at the smoke and dust that had not yet dispersed from the horizon.

　　 "The sword in the white cave is born, four swords are born, it is a foregone conclusion."

　　 "Everyone can't control this, even if the dimensional crack is not opened, someone has already started smuggling!"

　　 "The red clothes in the Holy Temple are not moving, but the white clothes have already been transferred to the sixth batch."

　　 Fu Xing was surprised: "Six batches?"

　　 Compared to the past, this is simply unimaginable.

　　The white clothes of the Holy Temple, one group, one group!

　　 A group, ranging from five to ten!

　　 all start from the throne!

"Correct."

　　 Liu Jing nodded, turned her head and smiled: "Outside the white cave, the throne that is now dead, it is estimated that there are no less than double digits."

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