I will cheat! I will cheat! I will cheat!

Dao Qiongcang didn't seem to expect that Xu Xiaoshou would be so persistent in the great god's art. After going around so many times, he still didn't believe in himself.

He sighed helplessly:

"yes."

Xu Xiaoshou glanced at the information bar in his mind, and the message bar popped up:

"Being deceived, passive value, +1."

Damn it, you are really lying to me, you are a bad dog who can kill a thousand swords...

Xu Xiaoshou's face turned livid and he was about to curse loudly.

After Dao Qiongcang sighed deeply, he continued: "But actually, there is another method that cannot be called a method... But if we want to continue the conversation, the friend fee I paid will be too much."

"Not many, I am a good friend." Xu Xiaoshou smiled like a good friend.

Dao Qiongcang stared at him for a long time, seeming to discern whether this "enough" was enough or not enough, and said for a long time:

"The way of memory!"

"As long as someone has a better understanding of this path than me, they can also find the mark and remove the great god's spell."

memory……

Xu Xiaoshou finally found where the weird place was.

What I master is the Yi Dao Disk - memory is also a part of "Yi", so the Yi Dao Disk includes the "memory" part.

But, after all, there is no essence in the bag.

Dao Qiongtian's great divine art is based on "memory", and it can be ridden like a dust.

This is the fundamental reason why 90% of the meaning of the disk is traced back to the imprint and I don’t know where to start.

However, as long as he knows that it is the way of "memory" and looks for it in this direction, Xu Xiaoshou will be sure to find the imprint even if he only relies on the mind disk and spends some time.

"If you start with one and end with ten, how much of your memory method have you mastered?" Xu Xiaoshou looked curious.

Dao Qiongcang curled his lips and said nothing, just staring at Xu Xiaoshou and smiling.

That expression seemed to say...

Xiao Shou, you have a lot of questions!

Look at me, do I still look like a doll?

"Scorned, passive value, +1."

Well... Xu Xiaoshou was defeated and said: "I am a man of my word. It is your turn to ask, my friend."

Dao Qiongcang suddenly stopped his joking expression and became extremely serious.

All the details he had just observed flashed through his mind, including what Xu Xiaoshou was pretending to do, what his true feelings were revealed subconsciously, and whether it was a disguise or a natural expression...

In the end, all the questions came together. Dao Qiongcang's eyes were bright, as if they could penetrate people's hearts. He stared straight at Xu Xiaoshou and asked the question in a positive tone:

"Xu Xiaoshou, you just asked that because you have mastered a spiritual skill similar to 'mind reading'... no, ability?"

With a flick of the brush, the eyes of the four saints on the side also converged on Xu Xiaoshou.

Sang Lao's expression did not change, and he was horrified.

He remembered that when he was with Xu Xiaoshou during the Ling Palace period, he had tried to trick himself many times in this way?

not good……

I can't remember what exactly I was tricked into... Mr. Sang was even more frightened.

"Being frightened, passive value, +1."

On the other side, facing several looks, Xu Xiaoshou's expression did not change even though his heart was palpitating.

There was one third of surprise in his eyes, then he acted a third of confusion, and then it just turned into a third of feigned suspicion...

He opened his mouth and was about to answer:

yes!

When facing friends, Xu Xiaoshou is sincere.

He felt that if he said this, Dao Qiongcang would think too much, go around to the third or even fourth level, and come up with an answer that was ambiguous to him.

Who would have thought that the person opposite Dao Qiongcang pursed his lips, leaving only a meaningful expression, then raised his hand to stop him:

"You don't have to answer this question."

Grass!

Xu Xiaoshou felt like he had held back a big drink but didn't reach the finish line. It only leaked into his pants halfway, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Master!

He is such a master!

From the Tiansang Ling Palace to the White Cave, from Dongtianwang City to the Yunlun Mountains, from Void Island to the Relics of the Gods...

Xu Xiaoshou has played against too many people, and it is really difficult to find such a few words that can arouse people's curiosity to this point, and people can't help but want to ask:

You're such a slut!

Did you see it or not?

Let's put it this way, Moon Fox is disgusting enough, but his level of disgust, in Xu Xiaoshou's eyes, is really not one ten thousandth of that of the old slut.

Because what Dao Qiongcang possesses is not that kind of "disgusting", but that kind of "disgusting"...

Why don't you ask!

Xu Xiaoshou himself is a good player at playing hard to get. He knows very well that when the enemy retreats and we advance, ordinary people are fine, but as far as Dao Qiongtian is concerned, he can only step into a trap.

At that time, you don’t even need to pay attention to the content of the question. Once you enter, Dao Qiongcang’s answer that may have been ambiguous in your mind will directly become certain.

The scene froze for a moment.

Xu Xiaoshou stopped talking.

Dao Qiongtian also has a large urn waiting there quietly.

The two dirty men were smiling face to face, their smiles were so obscene... brilliant!

Bai Zhou looked left and right, up and down, and finally took a breath and smelled a chilling smell of decay.

He realized...

Some people look like humans, but in fact they are rotten to the core, not to mention their hearts are black!

"My Xu, why don't you speak?"

"My way, you asked me not to answer."

"Then don't you ask anything else, or should you just pay the friend fee here?"

"You even took the initiative to mention it. It seems you like paying friends very much, I mean?"

"Since you want to pay, then let's do it all at once. I don't like to feel like I owe someone, my Xu."

"Oh~ my crotch..."

"That's enough for you two, shut up!"

Mr. Sang really couldn't bear the disgusting behavior of these two guys here, so he gave Xu Xiaoshou a hard look, "Can you talk nicely? Can you talk nicely?"

oh.

Xu Xiaoshou glanced at Mr. Sang.

Thinking that Old Man Sang had just been controlled by the Great Soul-stealing Technique, he casually asked: "Friend, does my master have the imprint of the Great God's Subjugation Technique?"

"have."

Several people on the side were stunned when they heard the sound, as if they didn't react to the straightforward answer.

Soon, the expressions of several people looking at Mr. Sang turned to horror, and there was also a hint of sympathy.

Sang Lao's expression became stiffer and he looked at Dao Qiongang uncertainly. He nodded slightly and his pupils suddenly dilated.

"Do you want me to help you remove it?" Dao Qiongcang expressed his kindness to his friend's master.

Mr. Sang shook his head and retreated without saying a word.

How could he believe Dao Qiongcang? In fact, from beginning to end, he had listened to the conversation between Xu Xiaoshou and Dao Qiongcang and put it aside.

I don’t dare to forget it, and I don’t dare to pay attention to a word of it.

At this moment, the only thing he could do was to look at Xu Xiaoshou.

"let me try."

Xu Xiaoshou frowned, stepped on the guide plate under his feet, and started searching.

He also didn't dare to let Dao Qiongcang touch Old Man Sang's body. If there were any hands or feet left secretly, it would explode at a critical moment, which would be terrible.
To be continued...