Xu Xiaoshou the Fly

"Someone's coming."

Just as he was thinking, within the limits of Xu Xiaoshou's "Perception" range, he suddenly discovered a figure speeding towards them.

He gritted his teeth and did not choose to directly pull out the famef sword.

Instead, he pulled Yu Zhiwen's hand and abruptly retreated.

"You're not taking the sword?"

Yu Zhiwen lowered her head and raised her head again, asking in surprise.

She struggled for a moment, found that it was indeed unable to break free, so she immediately said: "Let go."

"Oh."

"No."

Xu Xiaoshou retreated by the speed of light, and athe same time, array patterns flew out from his hand.

With a suddenly a pause, he looked at the girl next to him.

"Create an array and hide first."

With his half-baked spiritual array level, although his grasp of theoretical knowledge was better than most Spirit Array Masters.