I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

In the sea of ​​dry red phantom flowers and millet, in the ruins of the damaged spiritual site.

Su Qianqian hugged Rao Yinyin who had regained her calm breath, her expression depressed.

She stared blankly at the sword in the masked man's hand above the sky, her eyes full of reluctance.

Because of the choice of a sword, his family was destroyed.

Because I wanted to choose that sword, more people who cherished me were implicated and died.

Even the master was almost gone, if Mr. Sang hadn't appeared in time, I'm afraid even Brother Xiaoshou would have...

Su Qianqian's clenched fist couldn't be loosened at all, and she also wanted to be relieved, but...

It's hard!

She could hear the masked man's words clearly, and she had even thought about it before, but the sword bearer must face death, this is what grandpa said to her.

"grandfather……"

Thinking gradually shifted, Su Qianqian thought of her father, her family, and what the masked man said when he held the sword.

"is it my fault?"

The eyelashes trembled, and big teardrops dripped on Rao Yinyin's jade face and melted at the corners of her lips.

Rao Yinyin's beautiful eyes opened, and her slender hands touched Su Qianqian's face.

She gently scraped off the blood on the little girl's forehead, her voice was a little weak, but she was very firm:

"Guarding is always accompanied by sacrifice. Achievement is because there is love in the heart. People who are alive will always have unhappiness, but because of this, you are more worthy!"

She shook her head slightly.

"Don't be sad."

Su Qianqian's sad expression never stopped, and she said with tears like rain: "But I don't want the sword, I want them all here!"

Rao Yinyin held her cheeks, her eyes were full of tenderness, this little girl who pretended to be strong finally let go of all her defenses.

She said softly: "Sometimes, we have no choice."

"I hate this sword,

I hate them..."

Su Qianqian wailed loudly and buried her face in Rao Yinyin's chest.

Rao Yinyin patted her on the shoulder backhand, Yurong was bitter.

She opened her palms, and there was dried blood on them, which was left in the ruins.

Among the deep red, there seems to be a red light flowing, outlining a vague outline:

It appeared to be a naked woman in shackles, hugging her knees and weeping.

Rao Yinyin sighed silently, the spirit essence emerged, and the blood was removed, and the red lines disappeared in an instant.

She touched the back of the little girl's head and said softly, "Cry, vent your pain and dissatisfaction."

"Sometimes, it's not your fault, it's the world!"

...

Hum——

The "Tomb Famous Snow" trembled slightly in the masked man's hand, almost at the same time, the sword repairers present could feel its sorrow.

A drop of blood forced down from it, streaked across the snow-white sword body, and dripped into the void.

"Tomb Famous City Snow" trembled violently, and actually broke free from the masked man's manipulation, wanting to pursue this drop of blood.

call out!

However, the masked man snapped the snow sword back into his hands.

His fingers caressed the blade of the sword, and after a while of trembling, "Tomb Famous Snow" had already returned to silence.

Xiao Qixiu's eyes dimmed.

In the end, I still failed to keep my apprentice's cherishment, now it is a sword, in the future...

"Isn't it still powerful?"

The housewarming put his shoulders on his shoulders, and the silence at this time was the greatest comfort.

Xu Xiaoshou also seemed to understand, he "perceived" Su Qianqian's position, and couldn't help but sigh.

Sometimes people can't help themselves...

"It seems that you don't need to give an answer. The owner of this sword has already made a choice." There was a smile in the masked man's eyes.

"Hey." Tzenchov laughed.

The corner of Sang Lao's mouth twitched, and he became more and more angry as he looked at it, and he clenched his fists tightly.

boom! boom!

The white flames burning on the two of them exploded, and two clouds of blood mist came out of their bodies at once.

"Cough cough."

The masked man was cracked on the spot, but the sword intent reappeared on his body, and it was repaired with a burst of pulling.

"Pfft!" Cenchov spurted blood and glared angrily, "You..."

"woodcutter!"

The masked man spoke in time, he was really afraid that the two old men in front of him would fight again, and if they talked endlessly, they might really be dragged back.

"Get lost, old man!" Sang Lao said angrily.

This is the second time, do these guys really think that the Linggong Palace is their own courtyard?

Come as you say, leave as you say.

However, it seems that this is the result at the moment...

He gave Ye Xiaotian a hard look.

It was agreed to call someone, but in the end, only a piece of trash was called!

Ye Xiaotian's face was full of innocence, how did he know that the Holy Spirit Hall was so perfunctory, he gave Jiang Bianyan a hard look.

A group of retarded people!

Jiang Bianyan:? ? ?

...

"Leave."

Cenchov with a vicissitudes of life didn't seem to be worried about his lifespan at all. He slashed into the sky with his axe, and the formation was smashed through.

A huge gap appeared, and Qiaoqian's face twitched.

"and many more."

The masked man said, "There is one last thing that has not been resolved."

"Huh?" Tzenchov turned around.

The masked man turned his gaze and landed on the only young man in the field.

"Wen Ming, do you want to come with me?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, even Xu Xiaoshou took a while to react.

Fuck, why did you get involved with me in the end?

He hastily retreated a few steps, looked at the four throne bodyguards in front of him, and felt comforted in his heart.

"Wen Ming? Who is Wen Ming?" Xu Xiaoshou looked around.

Masked man: "..."

"You want to take this hedgehog?" Tzenchov was surprised.

Jiang Bianyan also turned his head in surprise, "Holy Slave" actually took a fancy to this kid, what's so strange about him?

Just because you dare to stand here and watch the battle?

Old Sang's face turned cold. He already knew who the masked man was looking for, but he was surprisingly quiet, as if there was no sign of making a move.

Xu Xiaoshou waited for a while, the last time the masked man wanted to take him away, wasn't Sang very anxious?

Why this time, ignore it?

He doesn't love me anymore?

O man!

The masked man still stared at Xu Xiaoshou, and said like no one else: "Boy, if you want, I can take you away now."

"No, I don't want to." Xu Xiaoshou said decisively.

"..."

"Think about it again."

"I reject!"

What else is there to consider? An evil terrorist organization, no matter how brilliant it is for a while, will not escape the fate of hitting the street in the end.

Xu Xiaoshou is very sober, only those who have no choice will think about these things, he doesn't want to be a street mouse that everyone shouts and beats.

"Cursed, passive value, +1."

Jiang Bianyan was shocked. This kid is really brave. After witnessing the fighting power of the masked man, he dared to speak like this.

Cenchov was also a little dazed.

"Good boy, you are the most kind hedgehog among the juniors I have ever seen. This old man appreciates you!"

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

Others have long been familiar with the strangeness, and even the masked man is somewhat used to his way of speaking.

"Why don't you come with me?"

The masked man wiped the huge sword in his hand lightly, and the sense of oppression diffused.

Xu Xiaoshou acted as if he hadn't noticed it, and said calmly: "I stayed in the Linggong well, why did I go with you? This is a problem!"

"..."

The masked man's breath stagnates, this kid...

Even if you get used to his way of speaking, you still get choked!

"Here will only bury your talent, follow me, I can teach you all the kendo you yearn for!"

"all?"

Xu Xiaoshou frowned, but his tone was serious!

but……

"Sorry, I don't need anyone to teach me the way of the sword!"