Perhaps, this old guy caught me here not necessarily to do bad things, but to...

Give me a chance?

Something like being accepted as a disciple?

Only in this way will he feel that he can suppress him, which is also a sign of good ability!

"I was careless..."

Xu Xiaoshou never thought of this level just now.

At this moment, he was a little annoyed that he had exposed too much of his excellence.

Being attracted by an old man Sang is already so troublesome.

Now, he was stared at by such a powerful person and invited in personally.

Is it possible that the other party is just trying to give me a chance?

Everyone knows this simple and easy-to-understand principle of not going to the Three Treasures Hall for any reason!

What’s more, in this world where everyone is seeking profit!

This old guy has no good intentions!

The person on the other side was still laughing, the laughter was filled with joy coming from the heart, which made Xu Xiaoshu panicked.

But he didn't dare to interrupt.

Too many words are wrong.

To be honest, in this situation, Xu Xiaoshou really didn't know whether what he said was better or worse than not saying it at all.

"You are very smart, smarter than I imagined."

After the old voice had laughed enough, it became calmer and said without emotion: "Since you are so smart, let me guess what is the purpose of inviting you in here."

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes darkened.

What happened?

Who knows what the heck you are doing!

If I knew, would I shed that drop of blood?

I have long kept away from him and run away from him!

But he didn't show his thoughts.

Since you can even act smart to this extent, and you don’t know if talking more is better than not talking at all, then just go down the dark road and look for a bright and unexpected turn.

Xu Xiaoshou was serious.

He carefully recalled what had happened previously.

From the battle of the White Skull, to the tide of white beasts, to the birth of the famous sword.

The business part can be ignored.

After that, Mingjian rejected others, but only preferred himself, until he shed blood and recognized his master...

To be honest, Xu Xiaoshou really couldn't see anything bad about him if he followed this path.

So, this old man is actually a kind old man?

What a joke!

Xu Xiaoshou rejected this idea instantly.

This is just an illusion that the other party wants to have.

Whoever thinks so is a fool!

"The famous sword was given to me by you."

Xu Xiaoshou said firmly: "Although I don't know what method you used to bring this sword out of the world, or how you adjusted it in front of me, but this is what you want to give me."

"good."

The other person was a little surprised.

After a pause, Jin Ji explained: "I'm far away, so I can't move the famous sword."

"but……"

His voice seemed to have finally regained a trace of the confidence he should have had when talking to Xu Xiaoshou, "This sword was planted by me hundreds of years ago!"

Far away.

Xu Xiaoshou first remembered this important message that was revealed inadvertently.

Those who can be lifted far away by this kind of power are probably not far apart in space!

At the very least, it has to be the kind that is separated by several small worlds?

But the next moment, he was shocked by the second half of the other party's sentence

"Hundreds of years?"

"What do you mean, you buried this sword hundreds of years ago?"

"Not bad." The old voice became even more confident.

Xu Xiaoshou was horrified.

"So, you planned this game hundreds of years ago, and you calculated that I would come?"

Is this a joke?

This is a fairy!

How can hundreds of years be calculated so clearly?

"good!"

But the person on the other side still replied in the affirmative as always, "The plan I set up is just waiting for the right person, and you just happened to meet some of the conditions."

Xu Xiaoshou was completely shocked.

He used to think that Sang Lao's strategy was terrifying enough.

After all, he has never escaped from the old man's calculations from the beginning to now.

But now, such a comparison is simply too weak!

Hundreds of years?

Wait exactly?

Even if he didn't wait for him deliberately, how did he manage to perfectly preserve his layout amidst the tremendous changes in the world for hundreds of years?

You know, in the past hundred years, the Eighth Sword Immortal has died twice!

"Why do you fall in love with me...?"

Xu Xiaoshou swallowed back his last tearful "he".

He felt like he had stepped into a bigger chess game.

The people who play the game may be the top few in the world.

century.

horrible!

"Aren't you very smart? You should know why I like you." The voice was a little more playful.

Xu Xiaoshou almost cried.

I know shit about me.

I just hope you can let me out right now. I'm very sorry for my impulsive first blood, okay?

I shouldn't tarnish your famous sword!

"Then let me guess?"

Although he was filled with bitterness, Xu Xiaoshou looked up with only confidence on his face.

"Being expected, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiao smiled bitterly and lowered his eyebrows.

Looking at the white and hot world in front of him, he felt certain in his heart and said:

"First of all, famous sword, fire element, either you like me because of my swordsmanship qualifications, or because of my status as a master, or in other words, my skills..."

Embers shine in the sky and burn!

The hot and anxious atmosphere in this small world is very similar to that of Jinzhao.

But, we must be stronger!

Just standing there being burned made Xu Xiaoshou feel like he was about to die.
To be continued...