"Xu Xiaoshou?" Gou Wuyue was slightly startled.

"Golden giant!" Yu Zhiwenxing's eyes were full of worry.

Gou Wuyue understood immediately.

Xiaoshi Tanji...

It turns out it's not his real name.

Would Xu Xiaoshou also be a false title for that young man?

"You know him very well?"

Gou Wuyue asked softly.

His eyes caught sight of Sang Qiye, who was still roaring and struggling in the void.

The second-in-command of the Saint Slave had lost consciousness and only had violent desires. Even though his head had not yet recovered, the "Man is a Sword" gesture could freeze him in place, preventing him from making any random moves.

"Cooked!"

Yu Zhiwen nodded solemnly and turned to look as well.

He knew that the arrow of love for the common people was shot at Xu Xiaoshou.

Although I don’t know the reason, but judging from the results...

"He He……"

Yu Zhiwen pointed at the magic mist, his voice trembling, "Did you get hit by an arrow?"

Looking at this scene on the 33rd, I already noticed something.

He retreated silently and disappeared.

What follows is obviously not something he can listen to.

"not him."

Gou Wuyue shook his head: "The one who was hit by the arrow was his master, Sang Qiye, and the Xu Xiaoshou you mentioned...is gone."

Yu Zhiwen looked stern.

Then, as if he breathed a sigh of relief, his voice calmed down.

"Here?"

She seemed to be muttering to herself, repeating it unconsciously.

Gou Wuyue looked at her reaction, raised the corners of her lips, took a step forward, and asked, "You two are familiar with each other, what's the relationship?"

"I……"

Yu Zhiwen suddenly heard the overtones of the words and his ears turned red.

"No, Senior Wuyue."

"It's not what you think. I met him in the White Cave. This man is very powerful. I just want to... win him into the Holy Temple."

"That's all."

Gou Wuyue smiled slightly: "That's it?"

"Um."

Yu Zhiwen's eyes wandered and he looked away.

She saw a crowd of white clothes and realized that at this moment, she had left the white cave and was in the eighth palace.

That means that the battle between them is most likely over.

What I just encountered was just the scene at the end.

"Xu Xiaoshou..."

Gou Wuyue muttered to himself and did not pursue the relationship between the two too much.

In other words, the focus on the young Saint Slave has at this moment suppressed his pure curiosity about the private affairs of the Saint in front of him.

"You said you met him among the saint slaves. Do you know him well?"

"Um."

"How deep?"

Gou Wuyue paused for a moment and added: "You said you wanted to recruit this person into the Holy Temple. Why?"

Xu Xiaoshou's ever-changing look flashed through Yu Zhiwen's mind, a little anxiously.

"This person is very powerful, whether it's his potential, strategy, or skills..."

"He's different from anyone I've ever met."

Yu Zhiwen turned his head, looked at Gou Wuyue intently, and emphasized: "Among all the young people I have met at the headquarters."

After a pause, she concluded.

"He is very strong. Given time, he will surely reach the heights of his predecessors. He must be recruited into the Holy Temple and into the headquarters."

"Because he is now in a decision-making period. If one of them fails, it is very likely..."

Seeing Gou Wuyue's expression that suddenly fell into deep thought, Yu Zhiwen's words were halted.

"senior?"

My height... Gou Wuyue ignored it and looked directly at the magic mist in mid-air.

Xu Xiaoshou's performance in loving the common people really shocked him.

And this person is not only a disciple of Sang Qiye, but also a training target of Bazunzhen.

The fish knew what Wen said, and Gou Wuyue never despised it.

He even felt that with such help, the young man could really grow up.

"Maybe it's more than just my height..."

Thinking in her heart, Gou Wuyue did not express her thoughts.

He looked at Yu Zhiwen and sighed: "Xiaoyu, you know a lot about that young man, but you seem to have forgotten something."

"ha?"

Yu Zhiwen's red lips opened, a little confused.

"I already said that."

Gou Wuyue pointed at the demonic aura and said, "He is Xu Xiaoshou's master!"

"?"

Yu Zhiwen couldn't react for a while.

Gou Wuyue sighed: "Don't you know yet that your so-called Xu Xiaoshou has completely joined the Saint Slave?"

Boom.

Yu Zhiwen's heart suddenly shrank.

When she reacted, her face instantly turned pale.

Stiffly casting his gaze on the demonic aura again, Yu Zhiwen suddenly woke up.

Yes.

This is the second in command of the Holy Slave, sleeveless.

That is to say, this is the vice-president of Tiansang Ling Palace, Mr. Sang.

Xu Xiaoshou’s master...

In other words, is he really a Saint slave?

At that time, the conclusion that I had deduced in the white cave, but was directly denied from my heart, suddenly popped into my mind.

Yu Zhiwen was speechless for a while.

There is no way around it...

This is the true feeling in her heart at this moment.

"So all this has been doomed a long time ago?"

…

"well."

As someone who has experienced this, how can Gou Wuyue not see through the little Jiujiu in the heart of the girl in front of her that is not only about righteousness?

But the positions are different and the camps are different.

Some people and some fates are destined to be this way and cannot be changed.

He didn't say much or persuade.
To be continued...