Hot potato...

Xu Xiaoshou knew that Hua Shi took it for granted that his status as a saint slave was not so easy to clean up.

There are two opinions on whether the Holy Palace protects him or not.

The key is, is that completely unfamiliar place really his last "home"?

Xu Xiaoshou pondered.

Hua Yi stood aside with hope in her eyes, still waiting.

"How do you say it?" she asked.

Xu Xiaoshou didn't respond. He paused for a long time before gritting his teeth and nodding: "I'll take it."

Putting everything else aside, this little girl came all the way from the Central Region just to deliver this letter. She wouldn't be here to trick anyone, and she wouldn't die after receiving it.

Semi-Saint Jinzhao really wanted to harm others. If he was really on the team in the Holy Temple, the person who came this time would not be such a cute and easy-to-deceive little girl, but a law enforcer.

Besides, why does a semi-saint need to put so much effort into dealing with a junior grandmaster?

Taking ten thousand steps back, Old Man Sang said that his next supporter after he leaves is Long Rongzhi.

If you don’t even believe in your own master, what else in the world can you believe in?

"Give me the letter." Xu Xiaoshou stretched out his hand.

Hua Wei retracted her hand like a baby and said weakly: "You haven't said anything yet..."

Xu Xiaoshou rolled his eyes and said, "I am your Uncle Xu, okay!"

Does it have to be so obvious?

Walls have ears. Do you, a little girl, know that?

After saying this, Hua Shi finally took off her last layer of defense, took a step forward, and giggled: "It would be great to be like this earlier, Master Xu."

She smiled and handed over the envelope.

Xu Xiaoshou took it carefully, and under Hua Shi's gaze, he tore open the envelope and took out the folded letter paper inside.

A faint medicinal scent...

"Who wrote this letter?"

Xu Xiaoshou asked while opening the letter paper.

"I don't know." Hua Shi shook her head and poked her head to take a closer look. "It's either my master or my ancestor. If not, it was written by Taishizu!"

You are not talking nonsense...Xu Xiaoshou complained secretly.

A piece of letter paper.

He looked around, only to find that there was no word on it.

"This?" Xu Xiaoshou was stunned and turned the letter in the direction of Hua Shi to show her.

"No words?" Hua Yi was also confused, "I haven't read it. I don't dare to peek at Master's mission, and it's not the words I erased."

If it was really written by those powerful people, could you erase it... Xu Xiaoshou was speechless for a moment.

He frowned, as if he thought of something.

Hua Yi was so stupid that she came to the door directly. She nodded and said, "It's her uncle," and she handed over the envelope.

People of Jinzhao's lineage are not all as stupid as her. Wouldn't you have thought that Hua Xi might have found the wrong person?

So, what can be used as the only basis to make the contents of the letter paper visible to the designated target across two domains?

"Jinzhao Baiyan!"

Xu Xiaoshou thought for a moment and came up with this answer.

He shook the letter with a smile.

"Plop!"

As soon as the white flames ignited, the letter was burned to the ground.

"You are indeed my Master Xu..." Hua Shi was happy. No matter what happened before, when she really saw Jinzhao Baiyan, she could be sure that the person in front of her was really her Master Xu.

In Jinzhao's lineage, there are only four generations of direct descendants, a total of only six people.

Besides, who in the world can possess the White Flame of Jizhao?

"Why do you have Jizhao White Flame instead of Jizhao Tianyan when you are just an innate cultivation?" Hua Wei suddenly remembered something and looked surprised: "I am practicing in the Holy Palace and have many resources.

Not long after he cultivated Bai Yan, Master Xu is so powerful..."

At this time, Xu Xiaoshou no longer had time to answer Hua Shi's questions.

After Bai Yan burned the letter, a mysterious and mysterious energy burst into his mind using the power of the embers as a medium.

"Xu Xiaoshou."

In his mind, along with the sound, black light gradually rose up, gradually outlining a figure.

This man was dressed in a black shirt and had black hair. He had a fierce look under his high cheekbones and a pair of sharp eagle-like eyes in his deep eye sockets.

No eyebrows, dark circles under eyes, thin lips...

Just one glance gave Xu Xiaoshou the first impression of being extremely mean, ruthless and unjust.

"Who are you……"

Xu Xiaoshou's heart was pounding wildly. He looked like a villain, right?

So are you really sending people to find me to kill me, or... are you taking me back and burying me alive?

With this unsympathetic face, Xu Xiaoshou really couldn't tell that there was anything remotely "family" about him.

"My name is Mu Lin. Strictly speaking, you have to call me uncle."

The figure of the eyebrowless man is sometimes blurry and sometimes clear.

The only good thing is that his voice does not seem to be like his face. Not only does it not have any cold meaning, but as soon as the words are spoken, the warmth in the words washes away a lot of the coldness in his body.

"Uncle Pastor..."

Xu Xiaoshou understood who this person was.

Old Man Sang's junior disciple, Jin Zhao's second disciple, and the master of Hua Shi's lineage.

"Hello?" Not knowing how to say hello, Xu Xiaoshou hesitated and greeted.

Mu Lin obviously had no intention of making small talk: "I don't have much time, so I just want to ask you. If Sang Qiye is arrested, do you want to return to the Holy Palace?"

After a pause, he continued: "Your master has judged the Holy Palace a long time ago, but his affairs have nothing to do with you. As long as you think about it, you are just another disciple in my name, just living outside.

That’s all, there’s no need to worry about anyone’s investigation regarding the ability issues such as the power of Jinzhao.”

This is too arrogant to say.

Mu Lin specially emphasized the word "anyone".

Xu Xiaoshou immediately realized that the "anyone" he was referring to might also include half-saints.

So fierce?

The performance of this eyebrowless hero shows that he does not look down upon the Holy Temple!

But think about it, the Holy Palace and the Holy Temple are essentially on the same level, but their directions are different.

After asking, Xu Xiaoshou hesitated slightly.

Anyone who is suddenly hit by such a huge piece of pie will have a hard time making a decision.

"I……"

Xu Xiaoshou opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer.

He knew that as soon as he accepted the offer, he would skip all the bullshit Holy Slave missions, the Royal City Trial, and the Holy Palace Trial.

In one fell swoop, you can reach the other side of the sea of ​​suffering and reach the highest peak.

In the past, Xu Xiaoshou might have really agreed.

After coming out of Tiansang Ling Palace, you can directly change places, change the environment, use the passive system to pick up another group of people's wool, and there are big trees behind you to lean on, and you are not afraid of offending anyone. Isn't this delicious?

But he soon calmed down.

The Holy Palace is just the Holy Palace.

The Holy Temple is also just the Holy Temple.

To put it bluntly, the two are just larger "cages".

If the Holy Palace's path to cultivating saints was really feasible, this continent would not have produced a Sang Qiye who defected to the Holy Palace, and a Bazun who wanted to crush the Holy Temple with the same status as the Holy Palace.

Xu Xiaoshou calmed down and asked seriously: "Putting aside your questions for now, I want to know first why my master defected to the Holy Palace?"

Mu Lin smiled slightly, as if he had expected that the young man would ask this question, and responded: "He is too stupid."

The words stopped abruptly.
To be continued...