When she was idle and bored flipping through the tasks, Frost became curious and wanted to see what the S-class tasks were.

I stumbled upon a quest title and never looked away: The Legacy of Rahu God.

Looking at the content of the task again, Shuang'er was surprised, this was actually a relic left by Ximen Feng's father before, and the person who created the task was actually a night banquet and a person named Corpse.

"The corpse is our vice president, he went on an SS-class mission, and he hasn't been back for more than half a year. When Ximen Feng approached Ye Yan to ask for news about this mission, Ye Yan looked down, and it seemed that he had a firm sense of trust in the strength of this vice president.

Anyway, no one has seen anyone complete it in the past six months, but there are three very strong brothers who have taken it once, and when they come back, the boss only has one leg left.

"Actually, this inheritance is a memory fragment, this was also one of my and your father's hidden missions at the beginning, we found 4 fragments, at that time in the face of the demonized ghost Dao Tianyan, I and the vice president really couldn't control it, so we borrowed the power in the memory fragment. ”

"Is there still power in the memory fragment?" Ximen Feng was stunned, absorbing the memory fragment many times, but he did not find any power in the memory fragment.

"A single fragment does seem to have no power, but after energy catalysis, once the fragments are close to each other and resonate, they can trigger the vision of blocking the space, and even if you are not a high-level spell master, you can make a master-level seal!" ”

Ximen Feng showed a strange expression, gritted his teeth and said, "Very good, so if I want to get my own memories of my past life, I must face this bastard, right?" After saying that, he actually reached out and pressed the switch to take that task.

One hand grabbed Ximen Feng's hand, Ximen Feng's forehead was bruised, and the face of the night banquet was also flushed.

Ximen Feng glared at the night banquet, his eyes were already crazy, and he was bloodshot: "Let go!"

Ye Yan said: "You are the son of Ximen Ping, I don't want to watch you die!"

Suddenly, Ye Yan felt that his palm was hot, and the skin on his palm should have been burned. Then, Ye Yan was surprised to find that Ximen Peak's strength was gradually increasing.

Seeing that Ximen Feng's hand moved forward two inches closer!

At this time, Ximen Feng was suddenly startled! A great force suddenly came from his arm, and it hurt to be caught.

Ye Yan's eyes also changed, and he became a little hideous: "You are my brother's son, if you let you die at the hands of that monster, I should have saved you in vain, it is better to let me kill you bastard." ”

Ximen Feng suddenly felt a pain in his face, and then vaguely felt that he had broken the gate of the trade union that tested his strength, and his eyes were dark, and he had no impression of what was going on.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was already lying on his side in the room of the mansion that Zhuang Wei had arranged for them, and Shuang'er was quietly watching over him, changing the cold towel on his face.

Ximen Feng felt as if his face had been run over by a carriage. He looked at Shuang'er worriedly, but Shuang'er still said expressionlessly: "If you don't do it at the night banquet, I will do it, if you fight well, you still feel that your life is just your own, and it is insignificant to others, right?"

Ximen Feng wanted to smile bitterly, but the sharp pain on his face made him grin a little, and he didn't think about it, a trace of coolness passed over his cheeks.

He looked up at Shuang'er in surprise, but Shuang'er had already turned around and threw in the towel that was no longer cold, and subconsciously raised his hand to wipe his cheeks.

This is the second time Ximen Feng has seen Shuang'er cry, to be honest, Shuang'er has few mood swings and emotional outpouring except for facing Ximen Feng.

When Shuang'er returned, Ximen Feng grabbed one of her hands and put it on the other side of his face.

Shuang'er was a little flustered, but Ximen Feng said seriously: "I won't act impulsively in the future, I remember that the first time you shed tears was because of feelings, but this time it was for my recklessness and fear, I know that you love me, but I also feel sorry for you." ”

Shuang'er suddenly threw herself into Ximen Feng's arms and didn't move, Ximen Feng also knew that he was a master who made a mess and didn't want to die, probably too many good babies when he was a child, and there was always something in his bones that was ready to move to bite him, this impulse must be fatal in the face of a powerful force that he had never seen before. He also understands that although Shuang'er doesn't want anything to happen to him, but with this situation, she will definitely accompany him to death.

He suddenly picked up Frost's tear-stained face and kissed it······

By the time the two of them got up, two hours had passed, and Shuang'er's face was flushed, remembering the absurdity just now, although her heart was flustered, she couldn't hide the feeling of happiness and sweetness.

The little official of Simon asked mischievously, "So am I disfigured?"

Shuang'er looked at Ximen Peak, and laughed out loud, the energetic Ximen little official came back. She couldn't help laughing and threw a bronze mirror over, Ximen Feng picked it up and took a picture and wailed: "Mom!" and then threw away the bronze mirror, picked it up again for a long time and muttered: "Is this really me?"

The cheeks on the whole side bulged like steamed buns, and the color was already blue and purple, and the little official of Ximen couldn't sit still anymore, so he immediately got up and rummaged through the Qiankun bag, not knowing what he was looking for. After a while, he found a mask to wear on his face, showing only his eyes, and was dressed in a smart black suit, which was strange but looked very stylish. Shuang'er couldn't help but ask, "What kind of costume are you?"

Ximen Feng said with a smile: "In Luo Qiming's parallel world, there is a legendary warrior called ninja in the distant East, this is their costume, I asked a tailor to make it, I have long wanted to wear it and try it, how about it, handsome or not." Shuang'er nodded, and Ximen Feng hugged Shuang'er into his arms and said, "Take a bath and accompany me to see Elder Shiyuan." ”

The process of bathing is a bit long, and the scenery during the period is difficult to describe. Shuang'er was already familiar with the taste of happiness, and couldn't help moaning happily, Hua Baixue's blood quietly reached out to poke the window paper, and before the hand arrived, an ice blade flew out, trembling on the eaves behind Hua Baixue's head. Hua Baixue ran to the stove where the water was boiling and threw another handful of firewood, muttering: "You are hot to death!"

When Ximen Feng stood in front of Chu Xiyuan, his eyes had become serious, but he couldn't hide that tiredness, although he was young, the conquest of the kingdom still made him a little unbearable. However, Chu Shiyuan didn't care about these unnaturalness, just paced back and forth: "Before, you were only poor on some foundations, such as good preparation habits, accuracy, and stability, but in the past six months, you have made up for these parts through tasks, and the remaining room for improvement is in the perceptual realm of each person." As for strength, you are already on par with me, or even surpassing, how do you want me to guide you?!"

Ximen Feng was stunned, he had actually reached such a state unconsciously? In Mumen's cultivation seemed to be just yesterday, a familiar scene appeared in front of his eyes, the Great Elder at that time was the object of his own high mountain admiration, and now he was really so strong? He remembered the words of the doorman, and finally understood that he was just in a hurry, and with some memories of the god Rahu, his horizons were broadened, and he felt that he was still very small, in fact, he was already considered a strong man.

Chu Shiyuan said: "It seems that it's time for you to visit your uncle, Nangong Yu is already one step ahead of you, just left, you go now, if you go fast, you can be a companion on the way." ”

Looking at the back of Ximen Feng and Shuang'er, Chu Xiyuan at this moment was pleased, in the past, Ximen Feng's desire to become strong was just to protect the people around him, this motivation was very good and strong, but for the strong itself, only this awareness was not enough. Being strong is a sense of honor in itself, whether it is to achieve desires or maintain self-esteem, to become stronger, which is also one of the essences of strength. It wasn't until today that he saw such momentum from Ximen Feng.

"I'm afraid I'll be far inferior to this kid in the future. Chu Xiyuan sighed, and also got up and came to the courtyard, today's sun is very good, the wind is beautiful, but the fallen leaves and floating ash around Chu Xiyuan are windless and automatic, and with Chu Shiyuan's moves, a strange picture scroll has been formed.

I also have to practice diligently, after all, I still have to complete the mission of the Chu family, Chu Xianyuan thought.