Chapter 1546: The Holy Slave has a hat on his head, and the five evil people are silent
"embarrassed--"
Dead silence!
Incomparable silence!
Everyone seemed to hear the invisible crow coming from the distant sky.
Burning the harp and cooking the crane, the holy slave has no sleeves, the Tiansang Linggong has seven leaves of mulberry...
This giant of the Five Realms who was once world-famous and admired and hated by thousands of people is now so miserable that he doesn't even have a straw sandal to cover his shame.
His dirty, charred toes were so naked and exposed to the gaze of everyone, clinging to the ground.
Others are like being electrocuted and shaking like chaff.
His silence was deafening.
The world suddenly turned gray, and there was no sense at all. Sang Lao's dull eyes unconsciously glanced at many people around him...
so many people!
Really, so many people!
Never before had Sang Lao felt that the ruins of the gods were so crowded, as if there were hundreds of millions of human beings here.
They all had suppressed smiles on their faces, and their eyes were full of sarcasm.
very noisy!
There has never been a moment when Mr. Sang felt that the silent world could be so noisy:
The sound of boots scraping against the gravel on the ground...
The sound of rustling clothes and curling fingers...
The sound of breathing, sniffling, and the uncontrollable shaking of shoulders...
Even the rumblings of the battlefield in the distance seemed to be deliberately attacking one's own soul, with a clearer goal than to enshrine a god and proclaim one's ancestor.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Like a heavy hammer, one hit after another, full of rhythm, pressing my injured heart against the hammer board, hammering it to pieces.
But if you really want to die like this, what a happy and wonderful thing it would be!
When Mr. Sang came back to his senses, he found that he was still alive and in great health. He was stronger than everyone present except Xu Xiaoshou!
"Uh-huh..."
He finally made a hesitant sound that was not human-like, but he didn't know whether it was regret or something else.
——Some people are alive, but they are already dead.
…
"I……"
His lips curled up.
The trouble should end it.
Mr. Sang has seen a lot of people in the world, and he knows that in order to break this embarrassing situation, he has no choice but to speak out.
Rely on Xu Xiaoshou?
The sky is falling, he can wait until everyone is dead before moving!
This "movement" can only be made out loud and ridiculed, adding insult to injury.
However, in the past, I cooked cranes ruthlessly in the burning piano, and in the holy slave, I could dominate all directions and even challenge the eight masters. At this moment, Sang Lao really didn't know how else to speak out to turn the situation around.
His mind turned over and over countless times, except Xu Xiaoshou, it was still Xu Xiaoshou, and besides "calling Master", it was still "Call Master".
"you?"
Xu Xiaoshou repeated the sentence, looking with a smile at the old man Sang who had humbled himself into the dust. He refused to step down even to the death. He just wanted to drive people in the direction of jumping over the wall, and he specifically pointed out:
"Don't dig your feet yet, the three bedrooms and one living room are already out."
Swish, brush, brush...
Everyone's eyes followed Master Shou's chin and eyes to the shameless toes.
Quiet.
Still quiet.
Ling Chi quietly, being cut into pieces quietly with a thousand cuts, this is much more extreme than decapitating him with one knife!
Sang Lao's whole body shook violently, and his charred toes curled up quickly like mimosa after being caressed, wishing he could shrink into his bones.
"you!"
He raised his head and looked at the traitor.
Thousands of people were stunned and embarrassed, and were quickly liberated, turning into endless fierce light.
The killing intent could no longer be suppressed. This charred corpse was like an evil beast that had been pushed into the ground and tried to jump up to fight back. It even wanted to kill everyone in the room who witnessed this scene.
But they can't be killed...
The water ghost and Cenchofu are all here, and they can't be killed.
This incident has become a nail that cannot be removed, nailing Sang Qiye to the pillar of shame!
"I?"
Me! Shouye!
Am I afraid of you?
On the opposite side, Xu Xiaoshou completely put his mind aside, refused to retreat and counterattacked, and said in a relaxed tone:
"And I, your Sang Qiye's new master, Xu Xiaoshou."
hiss……
Everyone in the audience gasped.
Even Water Ghost, Yue Gongli and others were retreating subconsciously.
Compared to the pink and purple striped underwear, Sang Qiye is no longer alive, so why should I care? So the water ghost thought.
Compared to having a caesarean section and becoming famous in the five realms, I only need to reveal the sleeveless thing. You can’t say it’s more outrageous than me, but it can also be said to be on par. You will die and I will be injured... Yue Gongli has been found.
The response plan is, if you can’t deal with Xu Xiaoshou, then deal with his master.
"Too cruel!"
Some of the people watching had already evacuated.
Master Shou is no longer a ruthless person, he is a wolf destroyer, more than a bit more ruthless.
He seemed to be holding the person in his arms, holding his knees with both hands, and putting it on the hot stove to bake, expecting that the person in his hands would show the most shameful part to the public, and at the same time, he would also expose the big lump.
It was also pulled down with a bang in front of everyone.
Forget it’s a child!
That is already a mature, even "famous" adult!
This killing is more ruthless than killing people, and the poison of a tiger is not as strong as its own, but he is yours... Uh, Master, why is it like this?
…
As for.
For Xu Xiaoshou, Mr. Sang was both a teacher and a friend, a friend and an enemy.
It was this man who led him into the filthy situation of the spirit refining world, and it was he who personally opened the most mysterious door to the new world.
You should be grateful.
But this is all forced!
Deserve to be resentful.
But he did enough protection behind the scenes!
It should be relieved.
But he laid the dead line under his feet again and again, without giving him even a moment of buffering time!
Despicable.
But he also used his body as a shield to block arrows for himself...
Human emotions are complex.
Today, Xu Xiaoshou finally understood what this sentence meant.
Because he could no longer explain his feelings towards Sang Lao and what kind of relationship they should maintain.
That's not something that can be summed up in one sentence.
He only knows that there may be no need to delve into things that are too complicated.
He has always had a grudge against Sang Lao, that is, the Jinzhao fire came too suddenly at that time.
He has tried many times to retaliate, including getting fire into his nose, blasting the Lingzang Pavilion, and viciously attacking with fists and kicks...
not enough.
Far from enough.
It's like there's still a little bit of resentment in my heart that hasn't been eradicated, and I feel very unhappy just thinking about it.
But today...
"Cool!"
Xu Xiaoshou was calm on the outside, but fireworks were already in full bloom inside.
So cool!
There has never been a moment in life when life has been more enjoyable than right now!
The corpse of Dao Xuanji has been exploded many times, but none of them were as satisfying as this moment that made Mr. Sang die in public!
It is true that a master is a master and a disciple is a disciple.
But there is also a special kind of relationship, which is a stable relationship where we are brothers and sisters. If possible, I also want you to call "Dad" in public.
This is true for brothers, and so is master and disciple.
"Scream!"
Thinking of this, Xu Xiaoshou's mouth lit up, "Call me Master, Sang Qiye, what are you staring at?"
Of course he knew that it would be impossible for Mr. Sang to call him master.
This did not prevent him from strangling the matter to death, causing the old man to sweat profusely every time he woke up from nightmares. He would always have this little tail in his hand, squeezing it to the final limit:
"As a man, once you make a move, it's hard to follow him. If you don't want to call me Master, you can just call me 'Father'."
Did he kill people like this?
As soon as these words came out, all the water ghosts jumped away and retreated.
Sure enough, Sang Lao was like the last moment of a volcanic eruption, frowning and about to rise into the sky.
Not only did Xu Xiaoshou not retreat, he also took out a photo-taking bead and retreated while laughing:
"Shout or not!"
"Do you want to scream?"
"You can't kill me, I'm telling you Sang Qiye, you have to shout until your throat is broken before this matter can be over. I have already taken pictures of everything that happened just now..."
There was a buzzing sound in Mr. Sang's head, and his movements were restrained. He looked at the people around him and fled away like birds and beasts. He felt dizzy for a while.
He considers himself a low-key person.
He can even hide his status as Burning Qin and Cooking Cranes, Holy Slave Wu Xiu, from several good brothers who are also the fourth sons of the Holy Palace. You can imagine his endurance.
He just thought about this meeting, a small high-profile event, and a big surprise for Xu Xiaoshou.
But I never thought...
A one-time act of extroversion may lead to a lifetime of regret.
"boom!"
There was an explosion in the distance.
Mr. Sang shook his head hard to wake himself up.
"call……"
He let out a long sigh of relief and finally realized that he could no longer be taken away by Xu Xiaoshou.
If you don't jump over this matter, you will never be able to jump over it.
"Xu Xiaoshou, come here, I have something serious to tell you." Sang Lao gritted his teeth and waved forward, ignoring all the strange looks around him.
What can be done?
Other than ignoring it, other than being thicker-skinned, is there a better solution to this mess?
You can't just stomp your feet and turn around and leave. That's too coy and too cheap. It's okay that I'm ordinary and too weak. Who am I? I'm the Holy Slave Wu...
Ha, I am nothing, you damn traitor... Hehe, tolerance, magnanimity... Sang Qiye, hold on, this is not the first time, you are absolutely fine, this will only be...
Hehe, there is a high probability that it won’t be the last time! Mr. Sang looked up at the sky, suddenly feeling a sore nose, and he couldn’t laugh or cry.
What evil have I done by accepting this traitor?
Oh, I have, and I have done a lot.
I should!
…
"puff!"
In the distance, Cen Qiaofu, who received a "save me" look, finally laughed out loud and dared to get close to the terrifying pair of master and apprentice.
He had no idea of rushing to help this former chess friend.
Offend Xu Xiaoshou?
It’s good that he didn’t accommodate others.
Going up to share the firepower yourself is not only thankless, but also a source of embarrassment.
"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 selling them off.
He waved to the water ghost and said hello to 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, then Cenqiaofu dared to say: "But don't forget that God is still beating the evil tree, we don't have time to watch, just wait
."
What a cunning old man, I remember you.
This is true, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't find anything wrong with him at all.
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 show his dignity.
"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 also 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 back 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 are gathered here. Everyone who comes to the Holy Temple has to pretend to be a grandson. 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 have 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 wear them in the future...
But after thinking about it, I forgot about 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. Good times and beautiful scenery are 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 "嘘" and thought to himself, why don't you call yourself "teacher"? Give me a chance.
Six?
However, Cen Qiaofu 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 considered too few.
The corner of Cenqiaofu's mouth twitched: Aren't you scolding yourself? We only have two stars when we fight 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 boasted:
"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 sinister aura, and glared at Cenqiaofu, "Where's yours?"
What's mine is mine, I'm very talented, and I also want to get 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! Mr. 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 and you won't recognize it, refuse it, or accept it.
ah!
Sang Lao gritted his teeth: Why don't you give it to me first and I'll deliver it to you?
Cen Qiaofu: 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 exited the silent battlefield.
Fortunately, I was wary of this guy and didn't communicate too deeply.
"Ah? Language? What language?" Cenqiaofu scratched his head in confusion, 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 Cenchofu's two, there are a total of fifteen God's Fate Stars.
There are still three pieces left before the Ancestral God's Fate 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.
The Lord of the White Palace?
Only then did everyone realize that this was the person on the Ancestral God List and the leader of the 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 he shook his head twice and poured out the three God's Fate Stars from the gourd:
"You saved my life, I'm very grateful."
"But I only have 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 Baizhou 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."
"You 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 god lives in my home. Why should we talk about cooperation?
In an unequal situation, if you insist on talking 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, they are just little fat sheep - ready to be slaughtered!
My 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, then 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 no choice but to mediate with those old men.
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 silence the minds and mouths of everyone in front of and behind him with one word, so why should I bother to come forward?
Just lie down and that’s it!
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, staring blankly in the air, as if his brain had been taken away, leaving only one thought that was going around: What kind of meal should I have after leaving the ruins?
So skillful!
They are so good at lying down!
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 do I need to be proficient in everything, combat, calculation, layout, and practice to reach the full level?
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... Wouldn’t it be enough if I become one of the eight masters?
etc!
It turns out that the eight acquaintances are this kind of experience?
Xu Xiaoshou was greatly admired, looked forward, remained silent, and completely let his mind go.
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 his hand to his forehead, paused for a moment, touched the top of his skull, and said nothing.
He just stared blankly at the white-coated master of Xuyue Gray Palace. 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 leaned sideways and touched 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, 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 holy slave, who was all charred and black, was sleeveless. 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 merged into the darkness.
The wind carried a bit of murderous intent.
Bai Zhou finally realized that something was wrong. He was alone and helpless, but on the other side...