I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1619.5

[Chapter 1546 The Holy Slave has a hat on his head, and the five evil people are silent (2/2)]

“Everyone come together!”

But Cenchofu thought he was qualified as a peacemaker. After all, he was old enough and had mastered the skill of relying on his elders and betraying them.

He waved to say hello to Water Ghost and Xu Xiaoshou:

“The matter of master or adoptive father is of course important! Very important!”

After confirming this point first – among men, it is not a big deal if the sky falls. Only then did Cenchofu dare to say: “But don’t forget that God is still beating the evil tree. We don’t have time to watch or wait. .”

What a cunning old man, I remember you.

This is true, Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t find anything wrong with him.

He was unwilling to let Mr. Sang go, but he did have priorities.

Mr. Sang would not show up for no reason and then slap himself in the face. He must have brought something important to have the dignity to come here.

“Yue Gongli is missing.”

The water ghost frowned and approached, looked around and then said casually, covering up in an extremely roundabout way.

Xu Xiaoshou laughed at this.

You pink and purple striped underwear, don’t you know if the caesarean section man ran away?

You changed the topic very abruptly, and you and I also remembered it!

Everyone who dares to help Old Man Sang today will be recorded in the notebook!

“That fox is no longer important. It’s hard to kill, and it takes too much time to kill. If you know what he’s going to do, just stop him… Come here.”

Sang Lao spoke righteously, never mentioning the shameful incident just now. After speaking, he waved his hand and summoned the trembling Fenqin old men.

The people behind are still passing on the God’s Fate Star, so openly and openly that they seem to be members of the Holy Temple, and they are not afraid of any spiritual refiner in the world blocking their way.

In fact, there is no point in being secretive.

Half of the Holy Slaves have gathered here, and they all have to pretend to be grandsons when they come to the Holy Temple. These people say that one is two, and a deer is a horse. Who dares to raise objections?

At this moment, the only thing that Fenqin’s old men are worried about is whether the boss will take the embarrassment just now to them.

Obviously, after so many years of not seeing each other, only good memories will accumulate – they had a high opinion of Boss Fenqin.

Mr. Sang never blamed them.

I just took in these faces one by one and knitted little shoes in my heart, planning to put them in in the future…

But think about it and forget it.

How many storms can one encounter in this life? It’s miserable now, but won’t things be even worse tomorrow?

If I think about the good things, if I give someone a handle, won’t there be traces of how they will treat me in the future?

Just go around him.

The world does not revolve around him, and the beautiful scenery is in the mountains.

Therefore, don’t let bad emotions affect you. Tolerance and generosity are the rules of life.

“Don’t force these people to work under Xu Xiaoshou, there is indeed another master now…” In fact, Mr. Sang frowned and thought to himself.

When everyone was gathered, Xu Xiaoshou walked over reluctantly. Mr. Sang waved his hand and said with an unflattering smile:

“Here are the six God’s Fate Stars, my meeting gift to you.”

What about being a teacher?

Xu Xiaoshou said “嘁” and thought to himself, why don’t you call yourself “teacher”? Give me a chance.

Six?

However, Cenqiaofu raised his brows and looked unnaturally at the bag in his hand that was three times the size. Then he glanced at the water ghost and raised his eyebrows again: How could he have six?

The water ghost glanced at him expressionlessly: six pills are too few.

The corner of Cenqiaofu’s mouth twitched: Aren’t you scolding yourself?

There are only two of us fighting side by side!

The water ghost sneered and shook his head slightly: Sorry, don’t count me. I’m just a spectator who was dragged into the game. I don’t have that kind of desire.

Cen Qiaofu clicked his tongue, feeling that the lives of these people in the underworld were really boring and full of calculations. Then he met his former chess friend Sang Lao who winked irritably and complimented:

“Wow, six, that’s a lot.”

Xu Xiaoshou laughed, looked at the God’s Fate Star that came from behind Sang Lao, and also praised:

“Wow, six, only one less than my seven.”

That’s it?

Is this what you want to cancel?

Don’t dream, Old Man Sang, either the master or the adoptive father, you choose one!

Sang Lao could certainly hear the treacherous traitor’s strange aura, and glared at Cenqiaofu, “Where’s yours?”

What’s mine is mine, I’m very talented, and I also want to take the Ancestral God’s Fate… Cen Qiaofu curled his lips, but took out the God’s Fate Star and handed it to Xu Xiaoshou, “Send it to you.”

“Hey, thank you, Senior Cen. I accepted this favor and will repay you generously in the future!” Xu Xiaoshou solemnly bowed and made a solemn promise.

you!

Old Sang opened his mouth, but in the end his lips twitched and he couldn’t make a sound.

Cen Qiaofu tilted his head slightly and shrugged his shoulders slightly, his eyes seeming to say: There is no way, your apprentice is too good, I also want to send this favor to you, but I can’t stand it if others don’t recognize it, refuse it, and don’t accept it. ah!

Sang Lao gritted his teeth: Why don’t you give it to me first and I’ll deliver it to you?

Cenqiaofu: You told me earlier!

What are you doing, what are you doing… Xu Xiaoshou’s hesitant eyes moved back and forth on the faces of these old saint slaves, and he couldn’t help but said: “You have your own encryption language?”

hiss!

The water ghost took a deep breath, took a slight step back, and immediately withdrew from the silent battlefield.

Fortunately, I was wary of this kid and didn’t communicate too deeply.

“Ah? Language? What language?” Cenqiaofu scratched his head in confusion. He pursed his lips and was about to whistle, but Sang Lao glared at him and stopped him. Then he took out the small ax from his waist and started playing with it.

You are so busy… Xu Xiaoshou was unable to complain, and he was too lazy to decipher their language. After they both took the things, they said bluntly:

“not enough.”

Counting his own seven, Sang Lao’s six, and Cenjou’s two, there are a total of fifteen God’s Fate Stars.

There are still three pieces left before the Ancestral God’s destiny can be redeemed.

Of course, Mr. Sang knew what the traitor meant by “not enough”. After baring his teeth secretly, he pretended not to understand and looked not far away and said:

“Palace Master Baizhou, there are three more.”

Swish, brush, brush…

In an instant, all the people around who dared to look around, waiting for a miracle and a miracle, all glanced at the beautiful purple-haired woman.

Palace Master Baizhou?

Only then did everyone realize that this was the person on the Ancestral God List and the leader of Xuyue Gray Palace.

but……

Not to say.

Is he a man?

With everyone watching, Bai Zhou poured the wine gourd, drank a mouthful of wine, stepped on a big stone with his thigh, and let out a wine burp.

“belch……”

Then, with a few shakes, he poured out the three God’s Fate Stars from the gourd:

“You saved my life, I’m very grateful.”

“But I only need these three God’s Life Stars in my hand, but I can’t give them to you directly.”

Mr. Sang stepped forward and was about to speak.

Palace Master Bai Zhou shook his head, his face flushed, as if he was still very clear-headed after drinking too much:

“Don’t talk to me about whether life is important or not. It’s worth a few life stars. If you die and get nothing, it’s all yours.”

“They are all smart people. You know what I am talking about, especially you, Xu Xiaoshou… Hiccup, I want you!”

you want me?

Are you really sober, or are you pretending to be confused?

Do you know that the last woman who dared to speak like this has already been classified as the first floor in our heaven?

Xu Xiaoshou just wanted to speak to talk about cooperation.

Mr. Sang took a step to the side to block him. He looked at the beautiful purple-haired woman with a cold expression and said:

“Cooperation is not what we talk about.”

“It’s a rare place to live, but it’s not like this.”

Xu Xiaoshou woke up with awe.

Yes, cooperation is negotiated on the basis of equal status between both parties.

Now you are weak and I am strong, you have less and I have more. What you live in is not my necessity, and your greedy family lives in my home. Why should we talk about cooperation?

In an unequal situation, if you continue to talk about equal cooperation first, this is not respecting others, it is devaluing yourself.

In the eyes of others, they wouldn’t think this is respect, this is just a little fat sheep – ready for slaughter!

The mentality changed.

Looking at the former famous master of Xu Yue Gray Palace, Xu Xiaoshou’s eyes also changed.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw the figure of Mr. Sang standing in front of him. He paused for a moment, laughed and chose to shut up.

Who is this?

He is the famous Boss Fenqin!

In the past, I had no choice. I had to survive in the world of intrigues and intrigues, and I had to mediate with those old men as a last resort.

There is someone in front of me now!

We can fight among ourselves. This is our own business, but it does not prevent us from uniting against the enemy!

He can block the minds and mouths of everyone in front and behind him with one word, so why should I bother to come forward?

Just lie down!

A glance out of the corner of my eye…

The water ghost turned sideways, stroking his wet hair and holding half of the golden mask, as if it was nothing to do with him.

Another glance…

Cenjov was playing with his small ax out of boredom, his eyes were unfocused and he was staring into the air, as if his brain had been taken away, leaving only one single thought: What kind of meal should we have after leaving the ruins?

So skillful!

They lie down so skillfully!

Life is countless times more nourishing than this involution monster like myself!

Xu Xiaoshou finally understood that in this rush, he always felt that something was missing.

It’s an experience!

Why should I plan?

Why should I be proficient in everything and reach the full level in combat, calculation, layout, and cultivation?

I just need to learn how to distribute, leave my brains to Sang Lao, the water ghost, and leave the battle to Cenqiaofu, the water ghost… Isn’t it enough that I can become the Eight Masters?

etc!

It turns out that the Eight Masters are familiar with this kind of experience?

Xu Xiaoshou was greatly admired, looked forward, and then remained silent, completely emptying his mind.

All around, it suddenly became quiet.

“Are you forcing me?”

Bai Zhou’s face looked very ugly.

As soon as he said something, after waiting for a long time, there was no response from Shengnu and the others, not even the child Xu Xiaoshou.

He could only look at Mr. Sang and wait for Mr. Sang’s answer.

Mr. Sang stretched out his hand to his forehead, paused for a moment, touched the top of his skull, and said nothing.

He just looked at the white-coated master of Xuyue Gray Palace indifferently. His brows around his big eyes seemed to have moved, but nothing seemed to have moved.

The wind blew, and the legs that were exposed outside the high-cut skirt felt slightly cold as they stood on the big stone.

Bai Zhou squinted his eyes, feeling that the atmosphere around him suddenly became dangerous, so he brought his thighs back together.

He looked forward again…

The semi-saint woodcutter who was holding an ax in a daze, the semi-sacred semi-sage who was leaning sideways and touching his face, the half-bald black man who was still rubbing his scalp, Xu Xiaoshou who was harmless to humans and animals…

Aren’t these the Four Great Evils?

“boom!”

There was another explosion in the distance.

Bai Zhou’s heart pounded, something was wrong, and God would not attack without reason… Five evil people?

“Crack.”

Ahead, Xu Xiaoshou pulled out a straw hat from nowhere and covered the head of the bald donkey in front of him who was shorter than him.

The picture is completely formed!

The charred saint slave was sleeveless, and now he could reach out and touch things.

He pressed the straw hat, his gloomy eyes were hidden in the dark circles, the dark circles were hidden under the shadow of the straw hat, and his whole withered body was completely integrated into the darkness.

There was a bit of murderous intent in the wind.

Bai Zhou finally realized that something was wrong. He was alone and helpless, but on the other side…

Holy Slave·Complete Body!

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