He said "brother" and almost killed Lorelei on the spot.

 She couldn't stop shaking her shoulders, as if she wanted to laugh.

 But the goosebumps that stood up all over my body brought about more feelings, but it was nausea.

 “Xu Xiaoshou, you also have today!”

 Looking at Xu Xiaoshou, who was completely unable to resist under the lustful power of his senior storyteller, Lorelei sympathized with him, but on the other hand, he felt relieved.

 She knew how powerful the young man in front of her was.

 This is the case in Tianxuanmen.

 The same goes for entering the white cave and entering the space of ancient books written by senior storytellers.

 But now, one's identity was exposed, and in front of the senior storyteller, he couldn't even make a splash, and was directly suppressed.

 …

 “Hey~”

 The storyteller felt extremely relieved by this shout.

 He enjoyed it for a long time, and then he said: "Well, little brother Wen Ming, since you really want to know, I will tell you."

 “External incarnation…”

 The storyteller took a breath of hot breath, his voice full of temptation, "Want to learn?"

"I do not want!!!"

Xu Xiaoshou almost lost his mind on the spot. Even his ears were red and he didn’t know why.

 But, can this sentence "I don't want to" really be said out loud?

 “Don’t you want to learn?”

Looking at the hesitant Xu Xiaoshou, the storyteller's expression suddenly turned serious and he said seriously: "This is an incarnation that only a semi-saint can master. I want to teach you because I think highly of you!"

"think……"

Xu Xiaoshou was about to cry and said helplessly: "Human... ah! I really want to learn..."

 Lorelei almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

 What did you just hear?

 Xu Xiaoshou, was he almost homogenized?

 “Yeah, that’s right!”

 The storyteller finally let go of Xu Xiaoshou's shoulders, turned around, and came to him with light steps.

“People know that you still want to learn, but if you want others to teach you, there must be a prerequisite...”

 “What premise?” Xu Xiaoshou asked.

 “You have to go with others.”

The storyteller stretched out his green jade finger and tapped Xu Xiaoshou's chest. He lightly opened his red lips and said, "I know that my brother likes you very much, but now, he also likes you very much."

“So, if you want to learn, you have to make sure you go with me in the end. As for later... you can’t be taken away by your brother, you know?”

Looking at the man in the red skirt in front of you, you have to stick close to your body.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that the force of restraint was not diminished at all, and could not even take a step back.

He could only lean back as much as possible and asked with difficulty: "Brother, who is it? The Eighth Sword Immortal?"

 The storyteller's close movements suddenly froze, and his eyes became a little more funny.

 “You brat, after all this, you still dare to lie to others?”

“Do you really think that people have forgotten what you just did?”

"Um..." Xu Xiaoshou's expression froze, as if he had no intention of doing so, and asked again: "What are you talking about? I'm just curious."

 “Don’t you want to know why I last longer than the two lines of tears?”

 As he spoke, he turned to Lorelei and said, "It's because I met an uncle before and he gave me a classic."

Lorelei’s face darkened.

Haven’t spoken yet, but the storyteller’s interest was obviously aroused.

 “What book?”

 “Guanjian Canon!”

  Xu Xiaoshou finally felt the curious eyes of normal people on the storyteller’s face, and felt a sense of relief, and continued:

"The uncle saved my life. Seeing that I had extraordinary qualifications, he gave me an ancient book, which is the "Guan Jian Canon"."

After saying this, Xu Xiaoshou pursed his lips and remained silent, his eyes still falling on Lorelei.

 But the "perception" in secret is always observing the storyteller's reaction.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ification).

 The storyteller's eyes showed doubts, "The Eighth Sword Immortal created his own "Guan Sword Canon"?"

"right."

 Xu Xiaoshou nodded, with a hint of surprise in his heart.

Is it possible that you guessed wrong?

That sloppy uncle and the leader of the Holy Slave are not the same person?

"how does he look like?"

 The storyteller frowned. It was obvious that at this time, his brother's affairs had suppressed all his other affairs at the moment.

 “Sloppy, long-haired, covered in oil, and dragging a big sack...”

Xu Xiaoshou said while observing the reaction. When he saw that there was no feedback, he thought for a moment and said: "Finger eight, there is a big scar on the neck."

 The storyteller’s pupils trembled vaguely.

If Xu Xiaoshou hadn't been so sharp in "perception", he wouldn't even have been able to observe this small detail.

 He immediately glanced at the information bar.

“Under suspicion, passive value, +1.”

“Being watched, passive value, +1.”

Suspect?

 Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.

 What does this mean, and what does the storyteller suspect?

Doubt the authenticity of your own words?

  Or do you doubt the identity of that sloppy uncle?

Or is it because of his words that he has doubts about his so-called "brother"?

 “You are lying to me!” the storyteller suddenly said with certainty.

"Won't."

 Xu Xiaoshou immediately shook his head like a rattle, his eyes sincere, "I, Xu Xiaoshou, never lie to others!"

"Nonsence!"

Lorelei on one side spat directly and said anxiously: "Senior storyteller, please don't believe his lies. If nine out of ten of this guy's sentences are true, it's already considered very good!"

 Xu Xiaoshou's forehead showed black lines.

 It’s a trap!

 You little girl who makes movies, please don’t let me, Xu Xiaoshou, catch you alone!

 Otherwise it would be nice to have you!

"whee……"

 The storyteller’s eyes rolled, his eyes became even more interested.

 “Be liked, passive value, +1.”

 “Be liked, passive value, +1.”

　　　…”

 Xu Xiaoshou felt like a Muggle when he saw these messages.

As expected, the next second, the storyteller said: "Little brother, people are becoming more and more curious about you~"

"so."

He paused for a moment and thought about it: "People can forget about the previous things, and you don't have to worry about them killing you."
To be continued...