Chapter seven hundred and twentieth seventh eight masters: Do you think I am a god?(2/3)
Ba Zunzhen was surprised: "Looking for you?"
"Um."
Xu Xiaoshou nodded: "Not only were they looking for me, they also had a fight with me. They wanted to rob me... Well, well, it didn't matter, so we just had a fight."
The other side of the communication bead was quiet again.
It took quite a while before a voice came out: "Do you have a teary pupil on your hand?"
"No." Xu Xiaoshou denied flatly.
"No, they won't find you." Bazun said knowingly.
"My junior sister has it, you should have noticed it."
"Then they should be looking for your junior sister."
"Okay! I admit it, I have..." Xu Xiaoshou gave up the struggle, "But I snatched this eyeball from the Jiang family, not the Lei family. The origin is very legitimate."
Eight Masters: "..."
He was silent for a while, and then suddenly asked: "Half-Saint Jiang, how can you kid steal other people's things?"
Xu Xiaoshou: "You don't need to know this!"
Ba Zunzunchi paused for a moment, and there was a hint of realization in his voice: "No wonder I said that even the storytellers didn't know that I had entered the city. How come someone knew that I had arrived and started spreading rumors? I'm sorry, it's you who is here
Leaking secrets..."
"Are you pretending to be me?"
Bazun Jie's brain speed can make people stunned on the spot.
When Xu Xiaoshou heard this, he squeaked his lips twice, moved the communication bead away, and made two bah-bah noises to terminate the possible stuttering situation in advance.
Then he moved the communication bead back and calmly replied: "It's nothing, don't talk nonsense."
Ba Zunzun: "The sound pickup effect of the communication bead is not as bad as you think."
Xu Xiaoshou: "..."
Damn it!
How come this perverted brain speed monster has no flaws at all except that his body looks weak?
I curse you, old masked man, for your mind to become as weak as your body, to give birth to a child...
"call!"
Suddenly woke up.
Xu Xiaoshou immediately shook his head and shook away those things that possessed the little junior sister.
He pinched the communication bead and wanted to use force, but he didn't dare.
"Your breaking orders are of no use at all!"
Xu Xiaoshou chose to change the topic and talked about the Token of the Eight Masters, "I met the masked man of the King of Hell. I thought that this was a big force and should meet the standard of deterrence you mentioned. But as soon as I took out the token, he was shocked.
Strike harder."
"What's the result?" Bazun asked wisely.
Xu Xiaoshou replied: "I struck harder and crippled him, and then a man in a golden mask came out. With the power of time, I suspect he is the boss of the King of Hell."
This time Ba Zunzhen was surprised: "Are you fighting the throne?"
"Um."
Xu Xiaoshou knew what he was thinking and explained: "It's not that he was fighting alone, or he just happened to have all his cards and caught him off guard."
At that time, if there was no buffer time brought by Ah Jie's confrontation with others.
Xu Xiaoshou estimated that he had been beaten down by the purple King of Hell masked man.
After thinking carefully, Bazun said: "Then you have indeed met someone who is ignorant. You should have beaten the young King of Hell."
"As you said, the golden masked man who appeared at the end is, as expected, Huang Quan. He is indeed their leader."
"If we meet again in the future, at this level, you don't have to do anything. Throw the eight-character order in front of them, draw a line between them, and leave on the spot. They won't dare to chase you."
The eight statues know how to speak loudly.
Xu Xiaoshou was shocked when he heard this.
Are you so confident...
"What if he chases me?" Xu Xiaoshou asked.
Bazun Shu's tone was full of certainty: "He didn't dare, so there was no 'if'."
Xu Xiaoshou: "..."
Really impressed!
The Eighth Sword Immortal was indeed the most arrogant and domineering figure in the previous era.
Such words were said so lightly that Xu Xiaoshou was almost brainwashed on the spot.
"Let's not mention all the matters concerning the King of Hell for now."
Bazunzhen obviously didn't want to say more, and finally said: "The assistance you ask for will be given to you later. If there is nothing else, let's do this for now. If there is no need for the sky to fall in the future, you don't have to look for me."
Hearing that the other party seemed to be hanging up the phone, Xu Xiaoshou finally said: "Wait!"
"Any more questions?" Bazun asked sagely.
"It's not a problem!" Xu Xiaoshou thought about it, and the old man wearing a straw hat appeared in his mind, and asked: "I just want to know, my master is now..."
"not dead."
not dead?
Xu Xiaoshou was surprised at first, and then after recalling the neither salty nor bland tone, he asked: "What is the concept of not dying?"
Ba Zun responded: "It is the concept that except not dying, all other things have been experienced."
"What are the other things..."
"beep!"
Before he finished speaking, the other party had already ended the communication.
Xu Xiaoshou was frozen in the street on a rainy night, his eyebrows twitching.
He swore that when he became stronger, he would hang this man up and give him a good beating!
"not dead……"
Retrieve the communication bead.
Looking at the long street where people were evacuated because of the rain, Xu Xiaoshou pondered these two words carefully.
The most he knows about Sang Lao is that he was arrested by the Holy Temple Church and is currently imprisoned in the prison at the headquarters of the Holy Temple Church in the Central Region.
It's about prison.
The "not dead" mentioned by Bazun Shu should be the concept of having gone through all other tortures except being alive...
The rain hit my cheeks, and the long street was slightly cold.
Xu Xiaoshou frowned and paused for a long time, not knowing the time.
It wasn't until someone from the side seemed to be shouting loudly to go home quickly on a rainy night that he came to his senses from some memories about the dead old man.
Goose Lake, Tinder...
Refining elixirs, burning the Lingzang Pavilion...
The technique of five fingerprints, nostrils...
In the Dragon Fusion Realm, fire burns hundreds of thousands of mountains...
Evil sin bow, blocking arrows...
Too much!
It starts with feeding fire and ends with blocking arrows.
In fact, to put it bluntly, in just a few months, there were so many memories.
When Xu Xiaoshou thought about it carefully, he felt it was a bit funny.
When the memories finally came back to his eyes, he just shrugged indifferently, twitched the corners of his lips again, and finally after twitching the corners of his lips with a dry laugh, he said in a low voice:
"Retribution..."
Say it.
He took out the straw hat from the ring and put it on.
Xu Xiaoshou waved his hand to the person reminding him not far away and walked forward without looking back.
Step by step.
To be continued...