I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Duang!

Zhao Xidong was thrown to the ground by Xiao Qixiu's slap again.

Filled with grievances, he scratched his head and got up, tears in his eyes: "Guess! I said it was just a guess!"

"Heh!" Xiao Qixiu sneered and said, "Put away your insignificant guesses. Who is Mr. Sang? The vice-principal of Tiansang Linggong, can he be a 'holy slave'?"

"Do you know that sometimes just relying on your delusional thinking can bring disaster to the spiritual palace?"

"How many times have I said that the Lingfa Pavilion must pay attention to evidence!"

He poked the head of the young man next to him, and asked angrily, "Do you want to go to Xingtai?"

Zhao Xidong immediately shrank his neck and kept silent, not even daring to answer.

"Eat!" Xiao Qixiu slapped the table and said angrily, "After eating, get out of here!"

He is really angry, who is wrong to suspect, you suspect old man Sang?

If you want to say that he is a pawn hidden in the "Palace of the Holy Spirit", that remains to be seen.

but……

Holy slave?

Not to mention that the closest old guys in the room can't see it, just based on the grievances and grievances between the grass hat old man and that shit organization for many years, it is impossible for him to be one of them!

"I don't know the shit, I'm still talking here..." Xiao Qixiu scolded in a low voice, grabbed the flagon and put it down with a bang.

Wrong!

Zhao Xidong trembled in response, and quickly pushed the water glass over to Boss Xiao, "Calm down!"

After speaking, he immediately grabbed a goose leg on the table, gnawed it all, and got up directly.

"I'm stuffed!"

He wants to slip back.

This place was too scary, he couldn't stay any longer just by sitting there.

In addition, Boss Xiao was a little angry, even though Zhao Xidong was usually fearless, he couldn't help but feel a little weak at this time.

There is no way, after being trained for so many years, I have a psychological shadow.

"and many more!"

Before taking two steps, Ye Xiaotian's voice suddenly came from behind, and Zhao Xidong couldn't help turning his head.

The white-haired boy lowered his head,

His fingers tapped on the table lightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Xiao Qixiu cried out in surprise, "Do you believe this kid's nonsense?"

Qiao Qian also looked at Ye Xiaotian in disbelief, but saw the latter shaking his head slightly.

"Do not believe!"

The words resonant and full of unprecedented trust, this is all he has known about the old man for so many years.

But in the next second, Ye Xiaotian was discouraged.

"But what he taught me, in this world, no one can believe it, except yourself!"

After sighing, the light in Ye Xiaotian's eyes flashed away, then he looked at Zhao Xidong, and said in a concentrated voice:

"Go and find out where Sang Lao has been outside all these years, what he has done, who he has killed..."

"Especially, I want all the information related to 'Holy Slave'!"

After Zhao Xidong was stunned, even his eyes became excited.

Investigating the Vice President? This is something he didn't even dare to think about!

"Yes!"

Ye Xiaotian looked at the two old men who were a little shocked, shook his head slightly, and picked up the chopsticks by himself.

"Always check, not afraid of 10,000, just in case!"

"correct……"

Zhao Xidong bowed before leaving, but Ye Xiaotian seemed to remember something, rubbed his temples with the tip of his chopsticks, and said with a headache:

"By the way, keep an eye on Xu Xiaoshou, let him rest for a few days, I can't take it anymore!"

...

...

"Xu Xiaoshou, wait for me!"

A call followed Xu Xiaoshou who was missed by everyone.

"Received request, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou stopped with a headache, turned around and looked at the tall one-armed man, and said worryingly: "How many times have I said that it's not a knife, it's an iron block!"

"Besides, I don't know how to use a sword at all!"

Zhou Tianshen didn't believe it at all.

If that wasn't a knife, without the technique of a knife, what had he seen before?

The Jie Dao, which was about a foot long, swept across the sky, and Zhang Xinxiong's head was in a different place!

Such domineering, even stronger than the golden domineering knife on his back!

No, dozens of points!

"I'll just take another look, I'll touch it, I don't want your knife." Zhou Tianshen begged.

"Put your drool away!"

Xu Xiaoshou was in a bad mood. He was annoyed all the way, and he couldn't continue talking. He suddenly said, "Do you still remember the last scene in Tianxuanmen?"

Zhou Tianshen froze for a moment, the last picture...

It seems that a child beat himself up?

"That's right, that's it!"

Xu Xiaoshou took out the iron ball from his arms, and Zhou Tianshen's eyes lit up immediately.

It was this thing, and everyone was deceived by its appearance, even Zhang Xinxiong.

Unexpectedly, with such a transformation, he intimidated the audience!

"Change!"

"Change the knife!" He excitedly said.

"Really want to see it?" Xu Xiaoshou asked seriously.

Zhou Tianshen didn't see the irritable eyes of the young man in front of him at all, swallowed his saliva and nodded.

Xu Xiaoshou sighed and threw the iron ball up, and the latter instantly turned into a puppet child.

"Ah Jie, take back some strength."

When Zhou Tianshen heard something was wrong, he raised his head suddenly, and found a fist enlarged rapidly at the pupil.

"???"

boom!

My eyes went dark and I fell unconscious!

"Huh, it's finally quiet..."

Xu Xiaoshou heaved a sigh of relief, picked up the tall man before it hit the ground, and carried it on his shoulder.

This guy is too noisy, from chasing after life and death, from Tianxuanmen's change to Dajie Dao... How could Xu Xiaoshou have the heart to talk to him so much?

If I really want to explain, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it for a long time!

My own doubts have not been answered yet, so I simply solved it with one punch, and it was settled once and for all.

After finishing Zhou Tianshen, he looked at Ah Jie.

This guy still looks like a child who doesn't grow up, but it seems that the taste is different again.

"Can you change into a knife or a sword?" Xu Xiaoshou asked.

"Ma Ma..." Ah Jie murmured, his eyes glowing red.

"..."

Xu Xiaoshou was a little speechless, if he wasn't in a fighting state, would he be disobedient?

Or is it that I don't have enough intimacy with it to command it perfectly?

He tried a few more times, but after asking him to call "Ma Ma" a few more times, there was no response at all.

"Tsk, it's not good enough!"

Xu Xiaoshou touched his chin and thought about it, iron ball, child, Jie Dao...

What the hell is this guy? Apart from these three forms, does it have any other functions?

"there must be!"

"But I just don't know how to trigger it..."

Xu Xiaoshou had a headache.

When he thought that even a grandmaster of Zhang Xinxiong's level would be directly terminated by the slash of Jie Dao, he felt itchy for a while.

Holding such a treasure in your hands, but you can't control it perfectly, it's really worrying!

laugh!

He cut his finger casually, and a drop of blood dripped on Ah Jie's head.

Xu Xiaoshou watched with some anticipation as the blood slipped from Ah Jie's head, crossed the root of the mountain, and flowed into the corners of his lips.

"Buzz!"

A red light flashed in his eyes, and he could clearly feel that the puppet child's emotions were high.

"efficient?"

Xu Xiaoshou was overjoyed immediately, and shouted: "Change the sword!"

"Mama..."

Baby Ah Jie tilted his head and stared at the young man in front of him stupidly.

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

God, what I got is this sub!

The "hidden bitterness" of the devourer, a cute and precious treasure?

"I#%……"