He was stunned speechless.

yes!

I should really feel happy to say that.

But……

How can there be such a good person in this world?

It's obvious that others are going to take advantage of you, but you still foolishly try to take advantage of you. Isn't this extremely stupid?

But to say that the uncle is stupid...

Xu Xiaoshou disagreed.

He felt that there must be a fraud involved, the kind of situation that he couldn't detect and couldn't grasp the slightest clue.

Very clever technique!

Xu Xiaoshou pondered for a while, rubbed his chin, and thought deeply while flying.

The uncle looked back and saw the young man's expression, laughed out loud and shook his head frequently.

The storyteller on the side was actually dumbfounded.

He felt the strength of this sloppy uncle even more deeply than Xu Xiaoshou.

The storyteller dares to say that with regard to his swordsmanship, except for his elder brother and the Seven Swordsmen, there may not be many people in the world who can compare with him.

But it is this kind of person who is nameless and willing to be taken advantage of...

Crazy!

The storyteller was already going crazy in his heart. What kind of physique did Xu Xiaoshou have? Why did he always look so popular wherever he went?

At this time, Xu Xiaoshou's search was fruitless and he gave up thinking.

He turned around and seriously asked a question that had puzzled him for a long time: "So, uncle, who are you and why do you always want to help me?"

Tiansang City's "Sword Viewing Code", Tianqilin's Illusion Swordsmanship...

Sometimes Xu Xiaoshou really doubted whether this sloppy uncle liked him and was following him secretly. He would take action when he saw that he was in danger.

The uncle just replied calmly: "As I said, I am the Eight Masters."

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

He turned his head and looked at the storyteller: "You... uh, are you sure that the head of our Saint Slave is the Eight Lords?"

The storyteller was now a little unconfident, "Brother, yes, it should be, right?"

"What do you mean you should!" Xu Xiaoshou's head hurt.

He was sure that the masked man was the real Eight Masters, and this sloppy uncle was just a fake. How could he really be the Eight Masters?

"Stop lying to me!"

Turning his head, Xu Xiaoshou glanced at his uncle.

"Really, you are such an elder, why do you like teasing juniors so much?"

"The 'Guan Sword Manual' was given to me by you, and you also saved my life."

"So, there's really no need to lie to me."

Xu Xiaoshou said with great sincerity: "We are our own people!"

The storyteller was surprised: "Guan Jian Dian, did he give it to you?"

"right!"

Xu Xiaoshou looked back: "You may not believe it, but I didn't learn my sword reading from your brother. I learned it from an ancient book called "Guanjian Canon" that he gave me."

Now the storyteller was shocked.

"Impossible..." He murmured in a low voice: "The sword-watching manual belongs to my brother. He said it has never been left outside, how could it be in the hands of others?"

The two of them looked at the uncle again at the same time.

"who are you!"

The uncle smiled: "I know you all~"

This time, the three of them were quiet.

Xu Xiao was so angry that his teeth itched.

The storyteller observed carefully, but still could not see any flaws.

And uncle...

The uncle is still carrying his big sack, like a conscientious laborer. He is dusty and adds bricks and tiles wherever there is a shortage of bricks and tiles.

Sometimes late, but never absent.

"You are so righteous..." Xu Xiaoshou complained silently in his heart, not planning to ask any more questions.

At this time.

His ears suddenly twitched, and he noticed ripples in the void in front of him, and it began to change.

The uncle and the storyteller were alert at the same time and stopped.

The ripples in the void gathered together and turned into a heavenly secret formation.

"Tianjishu?"

The storyteller was shocked.

For a moment, he even thought that Dao Qiongcang had found him and took action himself.

I wanted to gather all my strength to attack, but the uncle on one side immediately stopped me, "Wait a minute, I'm not that experienced."

The storyteller was shocked.

Seasoned...

The uncle knew what he was thinking, and he also knew that Dao Qiongang's honorable title should not be addressed directly, but there was no trace of awe in his words.

Who is this person?

The Heavenly Secret Formation changed, and after a moment, an illusory image of a human head appeared.

"Small machine?"

Xu Xiaoshou reluctantly recognized this head.

"you know?"

The storyteller on the side was surprised.

He had never seen such a magical technique, where a person's head was dropped from the air to have a conversation.

How long has Xu Xiaoshou been in the royal city to get to know such a celestial magician?

"Um."

Xu Xiaoshou nodded: "A ghost beast."

"Fuckmon!"

The Xuan Wuji image in the Tianji Formation became furious and corrected: "I am your Inji Ancestor!"

"Xuan Wuji?" The sloppy uncle also raised his eyebrows, "The Xuan Wuji who was sent directly in by the old Taoist using Tianji Technique? Aren't you on Void Island?"

Xuan Wuji saw the sloppy uncle's appearance in the blink of an eye. Suddenly, the transformed image shook violently and the sound disappeared.

His mouth was open, as if he was exclaiming.

But half of the sound could not be transmitted, and it was obvious that the Tianji Technique was not stable at this moment.

Then, after a while, the picture began to stabilize.

"Who are you?!" Xuan Wuji was surprised.

"I know you all." The uncle responded.

"You're not the damn Eight Masters, you scared me, Ancestor Wuji!" Xuan Wuji was furious.

"Haha." The uncle smiled.

Seeing that the two of them were about to chat, Xu Xiaoshou quickly interrupted: "Stop chatting, Xiaojiji, what do you want from me? Was there an accident at the scene, or did you escape?"

Although Xuan Wuji used Tianji to communicate with him, Xu Xiaoshou was very surprised.

But when Mo Mo was forced to think of using Xuanwuji to communicate with him, and possibly having to hide it from Liu Changqing's level of human form, Xu Xiaoshou felt that something big was going on.

Right now, business matters are of course important.

"Escape, it's impossible to escape, all the monsters are here..."

Xuan Wuji sneered when he heard this, and continued: "There is a boy named Xin who strongly urges you to come back quickly, saying that something big has happened and he wants you to save someone."

"Save people?" Xu Xiaoshou repeated.
To be continued...