"Haven't you come yet?" Xia Ren let out a breath of turbidity, slowly opened his eyes, and the window was bright, showing that it was already noon.

However, Xia Jueyin has not yet appeared.

Did you run into some obstacles, or did it take so long?

The lunch brought by the petite maid was two meat and three vegetarian dishes, clean and refreshing, and the taste was spicy.

After Xia Ren solved it briefly, he sat down by the window, supported the cyan table with the elbow of his right hand, put his index finger and middle finger together, and gently pressed his forehead.

Now that we're here, let's wait.

If he is really the bloodline of the Tang family, he is really the son of the little judge Tang Jing... It was a bit of a surprise how things turned out.

First of all, this means that he should be the real sect son, not the "Sky Sword" Xia Kongji!

Secondly, his identity has also changed from a person who hates the sect family to the sect family he hates, and the winter club that he originally joined is estimated to stand on the opposite side of himself, right?

And what about Xia Ci?

Is he still his own brother?

Will you continue to treat yourself as a member of the clan as always?

Again, the current Xia Kongji will officially take over the family affairs in about two months, are the four elders of such a big wave family willing to accept it?

One last note... It is also the point that makes me the most speechless.

According to this relationship, that "don't eat people's heads" 喖喖, that is, Tang Shisan, has also become his aunt...

Abbreviated as the Thirteenth Aunt.

Xia Ren had a constipated expression on his face, because he remembered the thirteenth aunt who had been a martial arts master surnamed Huang in his previous life...

Soon, Xia Ren had already straightened out the various relationship changes that might exist soon.

He didn't want to run away, he wasn't fragile enough to be that far. What's more, what I want is not to seek perfection with any compromises, but to be true.

Real blood, real world.

Da Da...

With his fingers tapping lightly on the tabletop, Xia Ren was already frowning.

Outside the window, twilight was almost falling, but Xia Jueyin seemed to have disappeared and had not yet appeared.

He shook his head slightly, and suddenly his eyes lit up again: It's a mission!

"Crimson!"

The pale flames spread out like scrolls, revealing a line of thin red lettering that jumped.

Mission: The Twelve Disciples: Since you have chosen the evil path, you will have to be evil to the sky!

Twelve disciples who are at least "legendary" or above are accepted as disciples.

After completing the mission, you can earn 50 energy points.

Well... What is a "legendary" level root bone? Xia Ren lightly cast his gaze on that column, and the interpretation was naturally revealed, two very simple sentences: After breaking through the grandmaster, you can achieve a legend. Legendary-level root bones refer to peerless geniuses who will definitely advance to the legendary if there are no accidents.

On this river and lake, there are not a few grandmasters, and the legend has not been heard of.

What's more, the legendary-level root bone... The devil knows who is the Legendary-level root.

Xia Ren couldn't help but complain.

But, fortunately, a line of font describing a specific task appeared under the crimson concise form. Xia Ren's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked intently.

After the Flying Star Sect was defeated by the traitor "Star Gatherer" Ren Wuchang and the five major sects, the gang leader "scattered all over the world" Ren Tianxing fought to death, and the disciples in the sect should perish.

However, Ren Tianxing was cautious and suspicious in his life, and a few days before the accident, he sent his henchmen to send his youngest son and daughter to the "Starry Cloud Village", which saved the two from death.

A month ago, the two were captured by the Tang Sect and placed in the dungeon for a puppet test because they went out to plunder with the mountain thieves in the village.

And at midnight today, the two of them were in their cells open and died.

Ren Benlong, the son of Ren Tianxing, is the target of this time, although he has not yet revealed his peerless talent at this time, but once he reaches the age of ten, the demonic talent will be at a glance.

"Can I not pick it up?" Xia Ren asked habitually.

The word "may" appears on the crimson simple form, and indicates that the Twelve Apostles are a long-term optional task.

"Hmm. Xia Ren nodded, but the reward of 50 units can be pointed... With this level of reward, even if he slaughtered the Tang Sect now, he was willing to take a risk.

What's more, just to save a child?

"That puppet is too fierce, and it might be an accident to leave at midnight. Xia Ren pondered, "If you want to be sure, you need to go to that courtyard and wait a little earlier. It's just that it's more difficult to confirm who Ren Benlong is..."

"As mentioned in the mission, the two siblings were imprisoned... Well, then maybe that's a good way to discern. ”

Xia Ren showed a hint of a smile, and at the same time, he was also a little curious: "What kind of person is the owner of the "legendary" level root bone? Unlike himself who has been using internal strength for more than 1,600 years, they are the real pride of the heavens in this world, and they are the real legends who can leave their names on this grudge and treacherous history book of rivers and lakes.

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Corroded damp dungeons, dark and cramped.

The one-eyed boy had a calm face, staring blankly at the black entrance.

Squeak...

The cell door opened a crack, and then it opened wide, and a figure slowly walked in with a wooden cart.

A never-before-seen aroma of flesh makes the musty taste strange.

But the sunlight can't get in here.

The Tang Sect disciple who delivered the meal tapped the gong-shaped sound transmission props, and at the same time said loudly, "It's time to eat, it's time to eat!" There was a sense of impatience in his voice.

If it weren't for the shift tonight, where would he come to deliver food to these dying gangsters.

"Ahem... "The sickly cold woman lay on the iron railing, and when it was her turn, she took the tray.

On the tray, which usually only has a simple meat and one vegetarian meal, there is an extra roast chicken, a pot of wine, and extra fresh water.

"Brother, there is actually a roast chicken today, and there is enough water... Ahem..."The woman squeezed out a smile, making her voice sound as if she was genuinely happy.

The one-eyed boy was silent, he didn't seem to notice what his sister was saying, all his eyes were focused on a gleaming accessory stuck between two railings in the corner.

The accessory was left behind by the maniac with the broken arm who was dragged in this morning, and the madman was saying one sentence from beginning to end: "How is it possible to have such a thick True Qi shield... Monsters, monsters, get out of here!"

When he noticed the accessory, a large man in the opposite cell seemed to look at him as well, glanced at him coldly, and then showed a cruel smile.

The one-eyed boy narrowed, and he had a dagger at his waist, which was a gift for his eighth birthday.

"Sister, eat more, and then we have a good rest. The one-eyed boy said in a deep voice, "Time is running out. ”

"Time is running out...", the sickly and cold woman was still holding on.

The one-eyed boy said, "This is a severed head meal." ”