The moon is in the middle of the sky.

The messy day is over,

Ding Ning, who looked embarrassed, dragged his tired body back to the tea cat house, and saw the watermelon squatting at the gate like a round fat bear eating bananas.

"Yo~ Little Ding Ning is back!"

"Uncle!! Little love her... Woo woo woo, I... I..."

"Huh? Xiao Ai still ignores you? It's okay, I'll train her well tomorrow, it's really not like that! ”

"And... And also... I'm being dissed! ”

Ding Ning pounced on him with a sad face.

"Uncle... Woo woo, come and help me..."

The big hand pressed on Ding Ning's stupid face.

"Alas, I'll go! What do you smell like? Stinks to death! What is it?! it! Won't you reset the status with your remote?! ”

Ding Ning wiped his nose, hurriedly took out the remote control from his arms and pressed it on the button of the second state to become a pure and sweet jingle bell, watermelon's eyes lit up, and he opened his arms with a smile.

"Come on, little Ding Ning, cry uncontrollably in the arms of the uncle~~"

Ding Ning jumped out of the bear hug of the watermelon with a disgusted expression.

"Don't make a fuss, I still have to go to work... Alas? Isn't it business hours? Why don't you stay in the kitchen and squat at the door? What's wrong? “

Watermelon touched the big bald head and didn't know whether to mention Xu Fan's matter to Ding Ning, so he could only reply hesitantly: "Hmm... I got off work early today, and there were no guests, Xiaoxue just went back... By the way, why did you go today? ”

Ding Ning flattened his mouth a little frustratedly, and at this moment, he turned into a jingle bell, even such a small action revealed all kinds of style.

"Ah and I left the Hero Association..."

"Yo, those kids who play the game of justice? What do you think? Have you noticed the ugliness of bureaucracy, the degradation of morality, and the distortion of justice? Or are the higher-ups of the Hero Guild all lovers of evil and horror? ”

"No... There's no such thing at all, okay? Be... Alas, I can't say it well, anyway, all kinds of unhappiness, that Princess Lei Ling is annoying, those heroes are high one by one, and finally there are four who are still good to get along with The result is still the best wonder, and the most important thing is that! actually gave Lao Tzu the penultimate one! Dare to say that my cloud hands are useless! Not... It seems to be really wasted, I can't even beat Qi Lingyun..."

Watermelon scratched his bald head, since Ding Ning lost his memory of dandelions, his memory stayed before he climbed the anti-immortal platform to find the immortal leaderboard, and naturally he couldn't remember what happened afterward.

Looking at the stupid Ding Ning in front of him, the watermelon couldn't help but sigh secretly, and in the retrospective of the water mirror shown by Xu Fan, the white-haired Ding Ning who manipulated the thunder in the sky with his cloud hand and Qi Lingyun was like another person, and the extinct Satan was just a flash in the pan.

"Don't think about it, you actually have a lot of strength, it's just that you didn't find it yourself, you must know that you used your cloud hand to manipulate the thunder to slash Qi Lingyun and almost called your father, and you have climbed the anti-immortal platform, you are the body of an immortal!"

"Didn't find anything? Uncle, why are you only halfway through your words, and the rest of the words are all messed up, it sounds like a mosaic? ”

Watermelon was stunned, and then realized that what he said later belonged to Ding Ning's completely forgotten memory, and it was impossible for him to hear it.

Ding Ning flattened his mouth and said unhappily: "Uncle... You teach me other abilities, Yun Shou is really too wasteful, it's not easy to use at all, hmm, I don't want to be one of the five wastes, I don't want to be in the company of those four wonders, I don't want to be the penultimate first..."

The watermelon's face was embarrassed.

"The aura of this world is thin, and it is not suitable for cultivation at all, so there are no big monsters and cultivators who have cultivated to perfection at all, they can only rely on racial talents like those zombie ghosts, or their own superpowers to awaken, like those children who play justice games, didn't I tell you a long time ago, I can't teach you anything in this world, you see that you can't even practice the true martial arts method that Brother Turtle taught you."

Ding Ning pouted, and his pretty little face was full of grievances.

"Then what should I do, I have another task tomorrow, it's a collective mission of the Hero Association, I want to pretend to be !!"

Watermelon scratched his bald head.

"Well, go ask the boss, he may not be able to teach you anything."

A simple and tidy but smoky room,

Xu Fan did not sit at the table typing as before, but fell into the corner with a pale face and sweating profusely.

took a big puff of cigarette hard,

He endured the pain and untied the white shirt on his body, revealing his pale torso wrapped in bandages, it seemed that it took Xu Fan's all his strength to do these things, he gasped and gritted his teeth, and slowly opened the bandage.

A gigantic wound,

There was no blood flowing out, and through the terrible opening, you could clearly see the rotten and charred internal organs inside, and the edges of the wounds formed black-brown scabs, like a black strange insect oozing layers of black gas and devouring the muscles and flesh.

That was the wound left by the Zhuxian Sword that was stained with yellow spring water,

No one could have imagined that Xu Fan's gentle smile buried such pain!

This sword wound has never healed,

When saving Ding Ning, it was in pain,

When taking notes, it hurts,

When criticizing Ah Li, it is aching,

When you're messing around, it's hurting!

These days, Xu Fan has relied on strong willpower to suppress his injuries.

Because he doesn't want his buddies to worry,

Again...

(Hey, is the end of the day?) Xu Fan... Something that shouldn't exist in the first place... I'm finally... Can you rest... Brother Yan Lie, I did as agreed... That's it, take off your burden... ）

Xu Fan smiled bitterly, endured the pain and took out a photo from under the pillow, carefully identified the six people in the photo, and his pale fingers swept over the smiling faces in the photo little by little.

Brother Yan Lie... Old Calendar... Whispering... Ayan... Ye Ping... I used to ......

Fingers gently stroked the blank space behind the six people, and Xu Fan smiled slightly.

And also... She...

(It's my turn to leave...) Finally, pass it all down and I can... ）

There was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"It's me! Boss! I'm Ding Ning! ”

Ding Ning waited for a while, and Xu Fan, who was pale, opened the door and smiled slightly.

"You're back?"

"Uh-huh!"

"How? Is the Association of Heroes fun? ”

Xu Fan leaned sideways to avoid the light and let Ding Ning walk into the room,

The careless Ding Ning didn't notice Xu Fan's abnormal face, and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Boss, do you know I'm going to the Hero Society?"

"Ahem, of course."

"Well, then you know that I..."

"You want to be stronger, don't you?"

Ding Ning's eyes lit up, and he hugged Xu Fan's arm with a smile.

"Boss, teach me, we have a group task tomorrow, I don't want to lose face!"

Xu Fan rubbed Ding Ning's hair a little dotingly.

"Okay, I have something I want to give you."

"What is it!? Boss! What is it?! ”

Xu Fan lit a cigarette and did not answer directly.

"Ahem, you've also been an infinite deacon for a month, tell me, what should be the power of our infinite deacon?"

"Hehe, Uncle Watermelon told me that the special thing about our Infinite Deacon is that we rely on the hand of fate to control the number of beeps, exercise the rights and responsibilities of the gods, and rely on the hand of fate to develop our own moves, and then use the infinite god costume as an auxiliary means to combine the two into their own genre!"

Xu Fan nodded.

"That's right, we rely on the hand of fate to determine the move, and then combine it with the infinite god costume to fight. For example, I rely on this pair of glasses to see through everything to detect the dead spot of everything, and then combine it with the finger of fate to shatter the dead point, my genre should be called one-hit kill, or one-finger kill. ”

"Watermelon relies on the characteristics of Superman's watch to knead the most suitable for fighting/flesh, and then uses the hand of fate to form veins to deliver energy to the perfect/physical body, and instantly sanctify the physical body, this genre should be called holy fighting tactics."

"The knife, relying on the heel of fate to teleport through the space, and then attacking with the ability to infinitely superimpose sharp kills in his hands, is the strongest assassin, this genre is called killing."

"As for Ah Li, she is different from us, her strength is all in the sword, she only needs the sword..."

"And you... You've developed your own fighting genre, but you've forgotten... The Immortal King of Thunder Punishment... Your potential is actually no weaker than Ah Li..."

Although he didn't hear Xu Fan's last words, Ding Ning's face was already full of excitement.

"Wow! Everyone is so strong! Then I can't lose either, I'm going to develop a genre too!! Not... What can I do with my cloud hand and remote control..."

Xu Fan shook his head slightly.

(He's forgotten, so he can only discover his own tactics again, and there's no way to prompt him...) ）

"That's it, the ability of our Infinite Deacon is a combination of the Hand of Fate and the Infinite Divine Costume, and once the Hand of Fate is shaped, it cannot be changed..."

"Well, God knows when I spent 10 million and made a hand of fate that big and useless."

Xu Fan spat out the smoke ring and touched Ding Ning's head.

"Don't be discouraged, in fact, your cloud hand is a variant of the hand of fate, although it is not like the hand of fate can touch the law line, but it can touch things that are visible to the naked eye but cannot be touched by the flesh, it is already very remarkable, I want to say that although the hand of fate has been fixed, but the infinite god costume is not fixed."

Ding Ning blinked, and suddenly became depressed again.

"Hmm, but boss, you said, the infinite god costumes are bound to the souls of our beep experts, and they can't be lent to others easily, and I don't know the year of the tiger and the moon from the upgrade, where is the second infinite god costume..."

"Ahem, it's the Infinite Deacon... Forget it, well, listen to me, we can use other infinite god costumes, such as... Satan. ”

Ding Ning hurriedly took out the silver lighter from his pocket.

"Boss, is this it? You all say it's great, but I can't use it. ”

Xu Fan picked up Satan from Ding Ning's palm and rubbed it with some nostalgia.

"The apex of the infinite god costume is the law god costume, each law god costume represents a law, the use of the law god costume can arbitrarily dominate the corresponding law under the power of the god costume, only the secret power can exert the power of the law god costume, Satan... One of the strongest thirteen law god costumes, in charge of death... The purer the secret power, the more powerful it can be..."

"But I don't have the secret power of awakening at all..."

Xu Fan smiled slightly and put Satan back in Ding Ning's palm.

"No, in fact, you have awakened the secret power, and you have two kinds of secret power in a special way!"

"What?"

"Well, I've been observing, you have two kinds of secret powers, no, you can say that they are actually one."

"So, what kind of secret power am I?"

"Words and spirits. That's all I can say. ”

Ding Ning rolled his eyes.

"I'll you, do you want to play mysterious? Also, I'm not a spit star..."

The faint green light flickered from Ding Ning's head, it was so conspicuous in this dark room, Xu Fan smiled and looked at the stunned Ding Ning and nodded slowly.

"I'll it! Is it really a complaint? In other words, Lao Tzu doesn't have any hair on his head to collect and complain energy, okay?! And why is it green! It's still on the head, which shameless copy of such a strange cheating daddy's setting?! ”

Under Ding Ning's complaint, the green light became more and more intense, and soon the room was completely illuminated.

More and more excitement emerged in Ding Ning's widening eyes, and he couldn't help but cross his waist and laugh.

"Wha, is it really the protagonist's aura?! Lao Tzu's bull beep power has awakened!! ”

Xu Fan pushed his glasses, and an intriguing smile appeared on his face.

(Sure enough, Yan Ling... At both ends of the words, one end is a fluttering complaint, cynical and carefree, and the other end is a heavy promise, a promise of a thousand gold, no regrets, Ding Ning, Ding Ning... Actually, you are not mediocre, perhaps, you can inherit ... ）

Xu Fan clapped his palms.

"Okay, now that you know your secret power, I'll give you another thing, whether you can develop it well depends on your own comprehension."

Ding Ning looked at Xu Fan, eager to tie a ponytail behind his head and flick it around.

"Boss, boss, what's good?!"

Xu Fan lit a cigarette.

"The Law of Creation."

"What?!"

"The Law of Creation God Outfit!"

Xu Fan snapped his fingers, and the fat and round mustard slowly floated into Xu Fan's arms.

"Meow~ What is Xu Fan doing?"

"Mustard, you will follow Ding Ning in the future."

"What!?"

"What's meow?!"

Ding Ning and Wasabi widened their eyes at the same time.

Ding Ning pointed at the mustard in disbelief and shouted, "The mustard is a law god costume!?" Wrong! Didn't the last of the Ten Commandments say that enchanted creatures are not allowed to make law costumes..."

Wasabi hugged Xu Fan and shouted with tears in his eyes: "Meow, Xu Fan, don't drop the mustard, mustard is not greedy, not greedy, not sleepy, mustard is good for weight loss, don't want mustard... Meow woo woo woo..."

Xu Fan touched the mustard's little head and smiled.

"Okay, little fat dun'er, I don't want you, just let you help Ding Ning in the future, okay? Ten small dried fish! ”

"Meow, a hundred!"

Ding Ning stupidly took the mustard from Xu Fan's hand.

"Well, it's time for you to lose weight..."

Xu Fan lovingly brushed the mustard's hair.

"Yes, the Ten Commandments do not allow enchanted creatures, so the existence of Wasabi is unique in the world, she is the only one of the laws of creation, when you and her mind are connected, you can rely on Tucao to make any item through Wasabi, you can cooperate with her a lot to exercise your creation ability."

Ding Ning hugged the mustard tightly with excitement.

"So I can make anything out of mustard?! Money too?! ”

"Yes, but even if I can only keep the creation for three days in this world, the maintenance time will be extended in the mission world, by the way, don't think about making money to spend heaven and wine, these are against the Ten Palaces Code."

Ding Ning tilted his head and thought about it.

"That's... What about the creation of man? ”

"Yes, but the person you created will be gone in three days."

"That's... What about making Gundam? ”

"As long as your secret power is large enough and pure enough, the universe and the world can be created! This is the greatest law of creation in the world! ”

Ding Ning grew his mouth stupidly, and countless thoughts of pretending to beep flashed in his mind,

He picked up the mustard and kissed it hard.

"Ahaha!! Everything, everything! Lao Tzu is God!! Lao Tzu is God!! “

Xu Fan exhaled a puff of smoke and lightly tapped Wasabi's head with his fingers.

"Mustard, you have to be obedient in the future..."

Wasabi looked back at Xu Fan in a daze, and an inexplicable complex feeling suddenly rose in his little heart.

"Go find the watermelon, and he'll teach you the rest..."

Ding Ning also seemed to feel something, and raised his head a little dazedly.

"Boss, why did you give me the Law of Creation?"

"Because... You can see her..."

Ding Ning tilted his head and pointed at the tip of his nose.

"Who?"

Xu Fan raised his head and looked at Ding Ning, revealing a big smile.

"It's nothing, Ding Ning, try to be who you want to be, you're great!"

Ding Ning nodded fiercely.

"Hmm!"

Watching Ding Ning happily run down the stairs with mustard in his arms, Xu Fan couldn't hold his body anymore, and fell directly in front of the door frame, he tried to calm his breath, took out the photo from his pocket, and stared at a purple-haired teenager in the photo.

"Satan and Mustard have been handed over... At last... Let's wrap it up... Xu Yeping... No, it's Long Aotian..."

Outside the gate of the Tea Cat's House, Lu Xiaoqi, who had short hair like a little boy, held his arms and looked at Lu Xiaoai walking around in front of him.

"Hey! Sister, can you stop shaking, it makes me dizzy, let's go home, okay? ”

"Not good!"

Lu Xiaoai glared at Lu Xiaoqi fiercely, and her cheeks bulged like an angry little pufferfish.

"Then, you have seen that scumbag, the taste is so heavy, if you want me to say, he must not only have an adulterous affair with that brainless girl and that big man who picks his feet, but also that bald head and that fat aunt will definitely not be able to escape the clutches of that beast!!"

"You! Ding Ning is not that kind of person! ”

At this time, a small figure jumped and passed behind Lu Xiaoai, Lu Xiaoqi rubbed his eyes, and his face showed a look of surprise.

"Wow! What is that?! ”

Lu Xiaoai turned around, and a little chubby dun wearing Qing Dynasty costumes with a dark face stretched out his little arms and jumped straight to the tea cat house, muttering "Oops, oops, oops..."

"Oops, it hurts!"

The little zombie tripped over the steps in front of the gate and slammed his head on the steps.

Lu Xiaoai has been in the tea cat house for a long time, so she has naturally seen these strange things, and she hurriedly walked over to pick up the crying little zombie.

Smile gently.

"You're here to pretend to beep?"

The little zombie raised its head, and a shy look appeared on its round little face.

"Come to Xu Fan at night, come to Xu Fan at night!"

Ding Ning giggled while rushing into the kitchen with mustard.

"Aha, uncle!! I'm cow beep! I'm finally cow beeping!! Quick, teach me how to use secret powers... Alas? What about the uncle? “

Ding Ning looked at the empty kitchen and scratched his head.

"Forget it, Wasabi Mustard, tell me what I'm going to do with you?"

"Meow, mustard think about it... The Law of Creation is not created out of thin air, it needs some medium..."

"Wasabi, what did the boss make for the first time?"

"Meow, mustard think, Eun, remember! At that time, Xu Fan took two big radish! “

"Well, big turnip!"

Ding Ning hurriedly grabbed two white radishes from the refrigerator one by one.

"And, two peaches..."

"Peaches!"

"Two bananas... An orange... Mango..."

"Wait, is the boss making fruit bowls? Isn't it a stinky fart to make a fruit bowl? “

Wasabi jumped out of Ding Ning's arms and used the cat's paws to arrange the fruits into the shape of a girl.

"Xu Fan is like this!"

Ding Ning squinted at the mustard and kept complaining in his mouth, but he didn't notice the increasingly conspicuous green light on his head.

"What the hell is this? Does the boss make inflatable dolls? Or pretend to be too 2 real people to be Nezha? Is this big white radish a leg? The position of those two peaches is a bit too obscene! Even if it's a human being, shouldn't you make a dress by the way? ”

The green light became more and more dazzling, and Wasabi shouted violently, "Meow! That's it! Little Ding Ning hurry up and think about it and concentrate! Come on!! ”

"What the hell?! What do I think?! What do you tell me to think?!

Mustard's fluffy body jumped up and gently kissed Ding Ning's lips.

The green glow illuminates the entire kitchen.

Ding Ning's eyes widened and he looked at the pile of radish fruits with excitement on his face, and the green light flashed and began to slowly transform into a human form...

"Wha! That's you! My little darling! Ahaha... Alas,!! What the hell is this?! ”

The green light flashed, and an inflatable doll with a big mouth lay on the cold ground... That look... It's clear that he drank with Ding Ning before...

Iron! Sign! Woman! King!

"I'll go!!"

"Ding Ning !!!"

Ding Ning turned his head suddenly, just in time to see Lu Xiaoai with an angry face.

Lu Xiaoqi showed a cheap smile.

"Love is a light, so green that you panic, yo yo, scumbag brother-in-law, you are so strong~ In the kitchen in the middle of the night~ It's so emotional!! Sister, look, I'll just say he's perverted! Fat aunt inflatable doll, don't be too heavy~"

Ding Ning's face changed drastically, as if he had accidentally eaten stool.

"No, no, no! Listen to me! ”

"I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen! I'm not happy!! ”

Ding Ning knelt on the body of the inflatable doll suddenly, and the doll with the appearance of the queen of iron sticks suddenly made a screaming chicken-like sound.

"Brother here?!"

The little zombie looked at the scene in front of him at night, his big eyes full of puzzlement.

"This is Xu Fan? This is Xu Fan? Lying or kneeling? Lying or kneeling? ”