He looked at Hongyi, then at the storyteller, and said with a smile: "You can solve your own problems. I still have tasks to do. Goodbye."

 Take a step forward.

 You should recite the "Disappearance Technique" silently in your mind.

 But at this moment, a voice of condolences came from behind:

 “Senior, stay behind.”

 With a final sound, the whole place was completely silent.

 Everyone looked at the person at the exit.

At this time, even the storyteller felt a little depressed.

You red-coat, what is your name?

 This is the Holy Slave, do you understand?

Can you afford it?

It’s easy to ask God to send God away, but it’s hard to send God away. Finally, this damn ghost is about to escape. Why did you leave him behind?

 Can you beat him?

 Stay and continue grabbing gifts?

"This girl is sick... If I had known, I should have dug out her eyes first!" the storyteller muttered, "I'm so angry!"

The people in red clothes also looked back in shock, and their eyes suddenly focused on Yu Zhiwen.

Yu Zhiwen felt a lot of pressure for a while.

If possible, she would not want to bear the attention of more than ten thrones, or even several Dao-killing level experts, at the same time.

 But now, I have to say it.

  Xu Xiaoshou naturally also saw the existence of Yu Zhiwen.

This girl has been frowning from the beginning, as if she has seen something with her exquisite star eyes.

 At this moment, when Xu Xiaoshou opened his mouth again, he felt that his heart was filled with tingles.

 Can you ignore it?

be honest.

 If he ignored it, Xu Xiaoshou would have no idea how he could leave the scene after using the "disappearance spell".

 The deadlock on the battlefield was directly broken by his sudden intrusion.

 At this time, no one will destroy the ancient book space of storytellers without a suitable reason.

Even if you are in red, you won’t dare.

 The reason why I didn't let Hong Yi take action before was because Xin Gugu's matter hadn't been settled yet.

 But now I want to.

The other party really didn’t dare!

 As the second eldest son of the Holy Slave, Xu Xiaoshou had received double gifts. At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou had no reason to undermine his own family.

 Hence, I want to get out of the ancient book space.

Unless the storyteller’s brain is caught in a space crack and he detonates the ancient book space himself.

 Otherwise, this is the only chance left.

 Yu Zhiwen said a few more words, which inexplicably angered Shengnu Laoer, and then Shengnu Laoer got angry, forcing Hong Yi to take action, a good opportunity to break the ancient book space!

Anyway, it is the most normal thing for Old Man Sang to lose his temper for no reason.

 “Little girl…”

Xu Xiaoshou stopped with a smile and turned his head to glance.

With a bang, the space where Hongyi was located instantly collapsed and became unstable.

Yu Zhiwen, who was hiding in the protective shield of the Sealing Formation, immediately groaned and even the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood even under this indiscriminate injury.

 Xu Xiaoshou: “……”

So weak?

right.

 Forgetting that besides myself, Yu Zhiwen should be the only second "innate strong person" left here.

 “Know the temperature!”

 Lan Ling flew to Yu Zhiwen's side, supported him with one hand, and passed on the gentle spirit.

 She lowered her eyebrows and didn't even have time to glare at the bully Saint Slave. She just kept signaling with her eyes, trying to understand Yu Zhiwen's reason for keeping this old guy.

 “It’s okay, he has already kept his hand.”

Yu Zhiwen felt the oppressive force of this familiar momentum, as if he had seen the scene when Xu Xiaoshou suppressed the entire audience when the Dao Wen Chu Stone was born.

 Thinking back again to the same familiar scorching heat...

 I sighed in my heart.

  I vaguely understood something.

“I would like to ask you, senior, if you have an apprentice named Xu Xiaoshou?”

Yu Zhiwen expressed the doubts in his heart.

His sight has always stayed on Yousi Sword.

 This statement was finalized, and Xu Xiaoshou did not wait for a reaction.

 The night watchman and the storyteller were all shocked.

 “Xu Xiaoshou?”

 The storyteller raised his eyebrows.

This name shouldn’t be that of the female apprentice I just met, right?

 Why, does it still feel vaguely familiar?

After a brief thought, the storyteller’s pupils suddenly shrank.

He has heard of this name!

 When the previous incarnation fought against Vigil, the little brother who finally ran out from the ancient book space together with the sealed ghost beast...

 He is Lao Er’s apprentice?

At this time, the storyteller looked at the old man in the grass hat and started to have fun.

 Dead ghost!

You have such a handsome apprentice and you don’t tell others?

  They can't beat you, they can only let you toss...

 Okay, you will die and others will wait!

 “Xu Xiaoshou…”

"whee."

 He suddenly covered his red lips, as if he had thought of something funny and was secretly amused.

 …

 “Xu Xiaoshou?”

 “No, it can’t be…”

 “Which Xu Xiaoshou?”

 “That Xu Xiaoshou?!”

Hongyi's internal sound transmission suddenly seemed a bit noisy.

Lan Ling looked back at Vigil in disbelief, as if to confirm something.

 "How do I know..."

 Shou Ye also looked confused.

 Xu Xiaoshou, is Shengnu Laoer’s disciple?

Even though I had previously felt the anxious power of the person in front of me similar to Xu Xiaoshou.

 But due to subjective consciousness, Vigil has never thought about this aspect at all.

According to the private information searched by Hong Yi, shouldn’t Xu Xiaoshou be suspected to be the vice president of Tiansang Ling Palace and the secret disciple of Mr. Sang?

etc!
To be continued...