"Can you feel this too?"

Xu Xiaoshou, who was lurking underground, was surprised.

His heart immediately jumped.

In the disappearing state, it is obviously impossible to notice everything.

But the feeling of the masked man...

"Is it an illusion?"

"No."

"uncertain."

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly remembered the time when Vigilante caught up with him, and he seemed to be following Lu Ke's famous sword Qinglinji.

It’s different!

That time, I finally got rid of the disappearing state.

Can this masked man really feel what he feels?

"Is it an illusion?" The masked man on the ground murmured, then glanced at the two people beside him who had disbelieving expressions on their faces, and added.

Then, he set his sights in the direction of the explosion.

"Old Qi, the space has been cleared. It's time to go out."

"oh."

The first point that the storyteller pays little attention to.

…

Release space?

When Xu Xiaoshou heard this, he immediately felt happy.

really!

My inference just now is correct.

This perverted man in the red dress is really an extremely cautious person.

Even the leader of the Saint Slave who met him here was still worried about sealing off the entire space.

That is to say, if I really took a step to escape from this place, I would only be destroying myself!

"Snapped."

After listening to the storyteller above snap his fingers crisply, the void seemed to shake.

Xu Xiaoshou's heart became excited.

Just sleeping and eavesdropping for such a short period of time has almost depleted his elixir storehouse.

The disappearing spell consumes too much spiritual energy.

If the storyteller does not unlock the art of space exile, Xu Xiaoshou may really explode himself.

In this current situation, there is only one way left.

"One step up..."

Drinking secretly in my heart.

But when his energy and energy were almost at their peak, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly restrained his impulse.

Because at this time, an inadvertent glance.

Information Bar……

"Being watched, passive value, +1."

"Being framed, passive value, +1."

Watching?

Xu Xiaoshou's first reaction was why someone could still look at him when he disappeared.

But the next second, his full attention was attracted by the second piece of information.

"Framed..."

Almost pressing the ground with his toes, Xu Xiaoshou could barely force himself to take a step forward.

He was dumbfounded.

Besides the Saint Slave trio, who else could be here?

So, the meaning of framing is not the same as saying...

"Ta-ta-ta."

He raised his head.

The three people above were walking past overhead, showing no signs of any strange emotion.

But in this tacit cooperation, Xu Xiaoshou used "perception" to take a closer look.

The slight curve of the storyteller's mouth...

Cenjov's hand was lightly holding the ax on his waist as if it were sparse and ordinary...

The slightly curled ring finger and little finger of the masked man...

In other words, he stretched out his sword finger!

"Nima, these three people are playing me?"

Xu Xiaoshou's heart almost jumped out of his throat.

He "perceives" and explores the distance.

The sights you see are all familiar to the White Cave landform.

Even the slightest movement of wind and grass and the dancing of gravel are so lifelike.

But at this moment, Xu Xiaoshou was extremely sure.

I am still in the ancient book space!

Reach the sky in one step.

The sky is falling!

"despair."

The three people above walked directly above Xu Xiaoshou. The masked man paused in his steps and sighed in disappointment, "I won't take the bait, this guy."

"Hehe, I haven't seen such a concealment technique in a long time, which is so exquisite that it can deceive even Dao Dao."

Cenkoufu smiled and took out a small axe, "Who could it be?"

Only the storyteller looked completely stiff.

A day ago, he would have even dared to assert that the person lurking here was at least at the Taixu level, otherwise he would not have been able to deceive his brother.

but now.

In the White Cave.

There is such a young man who has a hidden skill that even he himself cannot see through.

"Wen Ming..."

"Huh?" The masked man and Cenchofu turned their heads at the same time.

"Wen Ming."

"What do you mean?" Cenkoufu couldn't say the second half of his sentence.

"Wen Ming!"

The storyteller emphasized his tone.

This time, even the masked man understood what he meant.

"What do you mean, you have fought with him and he has a hiding technique that even you can't see through?"

"Gulu."

The storyteller swallowed.

He simply couldn't imagine how that little Wenming dared to come here if he had eaten the courage of a bear's heart or a leopard's courage.

but now……

"Um."

The storyteller nodded slightly, and Cenchofu's whole face changed color.

Can Wen Ming, who is innately cultivated, have such hiding skills?

"Not seeing you for one day is like three autumns. The ancients are sincere and I will not deceive you."

The masked man slowly stretched out his hand and patted his palms. His eyes wandered, but he couldn't tell where Wen Ming was at at all.

"Come out, stop hiding."

He was silent for a moment and then advised: "You should know that I can't hurt you, due to... various reasons."
To be continued...