The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

"Proctor, what happened?" Kai Liling came to the scene, looked at Liu Feng immediately, and asked.

"It's nothing, a hawk-beaked monster blew itself up." Liu Feng looked indifferent, as if he was talking about something unimportant.

In fact, Liu Feng has done a lot of this recently. Including the hawk-beaked monster that blew itself up in the city, he recently witnessed the death of three hawk-beaked monsters.

As the saying goes, it's no surprise that anything happens again and again, and Liu Feng is probably in this state of mind now.

Before Kai Liling had time to reveal a dazed look, she raised her head and saw the bloody liquid floating above Liu Feng's head, she couldn't help frowning, and asked in doubt: "What is this?"

"This is what was left after the hawk-beaked monster blew itself up." Liu Feng raised his hand, and the bloody fluid that had been suspended in the air for a long time automatically ran towards his palm and hovered.

Kai Liling narrowed her eyes. She seemed to be seeing this thing for the first time, but it felt very familiar. She didn't know why she felt this way.

She didn't say anything to anyone, but quickly looked away, nodded slightly and said, "The agent has worked hard, so leave the aftermath to me!"

"Okay!" Liu Feng raised his eyebrows and responded, not polite to her.

Originally, Kai Liling was more professional than him in dealing with these matters, and professional matters should naturally be handed over to professional people, and he didn't want to stay and get involved.

Xiu Ji and Kai Liling nodded, it was getting late, and she didn't intend to continue wandering outside.

When the three returned to the castle on the top of the mountain, Xiu Ji didn't speak all the way, nor did she go back to her room, but stood at the door of Liu Feng's room with a little hesitation on her face.

"What's wrong? Do you have anything to say to me?" Liu Feng was going to close the door, but before closing the door, he saw Xiu Ji standing still outside the door, and asked curiously.

Xiu Ji pursed her lips, and the hesitation between her brows became more serious. It seemed that she had walked to the door, but she hadn't decided whether to speak or not.

"Why don't you come in and sit for a while?" Liu Feng greeted with the door wide open.

When he was at the foot of the mountain just now, he looked at Xiu Ji with a strange expression, but because there were so many outsiders present, he didn't ask.

After returning, Xiu Ji followed him and walked to his door, which further confirmed Liu Feng's guess.

"Okay!" Xiu Ji pursed her lips, as if she had made a lot of determination before she nodded.

Liu Feng got out of the way, led her in, and then closed the door.

Xiu Ji walked in and stood in the middle of the hall without any movement, her head was half down, her back looked very depressed.

Liu Feng stared at the past, and could see a trace of despair from her back.

This aroused Liu Feng's great suspicion. Although Xiu Ji is not a very optimistic person, she is not particularly pessimistic. What kind of unsolvable things happened to make her despair.

"Sit!" Liu Feng stepped forward, raised his chin towards the sofa, and motioned.

"No...no need, Holy Son!" Xiu Ji shook her head, hesitating slightly.

"What? You still have something urgent to leave?" Liu Feng raised his eyebrows, glanced at Xiu Ji, and said slowly.

"No!" Xiu Ji shook her head again, her tone was affirmative, but the expression on her face was not as affirmative as her tone.

The more Liu Feng looked at her, the more strange he felt, and he couldn't help ordering: "Sit down if you don't."

Seeing that Liu Feng's face became serious and he didn't mean to be joking, Xiu Ji didn't dare to insist anymore, and walked to the sofa opposite him and sat down.

"I have no one else here, and that woman's surveillance can't be touched now. If you have anything to say, you can say it with confidence." Liu Feng poured a cup of tea, handed it to Xiu Ji, looked at her, and added: "No It will be heard by others."

"Yes, Holy Son!" Xiu Ji nodded slightly, took the tea from Liu Feng with both hands, stood up again as she spoke, and was about to thank her, but was stopped by Liu Feng's eyes.

Xiu Ji became more and more polite and well-behaved, which did not make Liu Feng feel very comfortable, but instead gave him a sense of alienation.

The few of them came together all the way, and before, they never talked about so many cumbersome etiquettes among them.

The hierarchical system in the demigod domain is not so strict, but the theory of worship prevails.

Xiu Ji may have been wandering all the way, and has been changed a lot.

Liu Feng is aware of this, but there is no way to change her for the time being.

Perhaps, when Xiu Ji finds her missing memory and returns to the holy city of Hammerfall, everything will become normal.

"Holy Son..." Xiu Ji pinched the teacup with both hands, and her fingers were turning white because of too much force.

She lowered her eyes slightly, revealing a perplexed look that never appeared before.

Liu Feng squinted his eyes, looked at the cup in Xiu Ji's hand that would be crushed if he exerted a little effort, and joked, "Even if you don't drink it, don't crush it! "

"Ah I……"

When Liu Feng opened his mouth, Xiu Ji noticed how nervous she was, hurriedly saw the cup put on the table, and at the same time lowered her head even harder.

"I said, if you have something to say, you can say it. As long as it is said here, no one can hear it except you and me. You don't have to worry." Liu Feng raised his eyes, gave Xiu Ji a slight look, and slowly road.

Xiu Ji bit her lip, before she could speak, Liu Feng pursed her lips, and then asked doubtfully, "Could it be that you don't trust me?"

His real thoughts were not like this, he just saw Xiu Ji's tangled and hesitant appearance, followed by discomfort, and was stimulating and guiding.

"Son, it's not what you think!" Hearing Liu Feng's words, Xiu Ji stood up with a bang, and hurriedly explained: "If I didn't believe you, I wouldn't have come here today! I came here to talk to you. You said it!"

Indeed, as Xiu Ji said, she came to Liu Feng because she only believed in him.

The corner of Liu Feng's mouth was raised, showing a smile that was not a smile, and raised his eyebrows: "Since you believe it, why are you still hesitating?"

Xiu Ji's reaction was half a beat slow, and then she realized Liu Feng's intention, sighed, and sat back.

Left and right, now that Liu Feng has seen through her hesitation, she should have spoken out long ago.

"Holy Son, I've searched the entire demigod realm these days, but I still haven't found any clues about my memory. I'm afraid..." Having said this, Xiu Ji paused, with a look of helplessness evident in her eyes.

Although Xiu Ji didn't complete the second half of the sentence, Liu Feng had already guessed it, and he continued: "Are you afraid, there is no memory of you here at all, and all your efforts are in vain?"

Xiu Ji raised her eyes to look at him, and there was a clear sense of moisture in her eyes. Although she didn't want to admit it, she still nodded.

Xiu Ji hesitated for a long time before deciding to tell Liu Feng these words.

It's not unusual for there to be no news for such a long time, and the expectations in Xiu Ji's heart are decreasing a little bit, almost falling to the bottom.

If she really couldn't find it all the time, she couldn't tell what the meaning of staying here was, and whether it was worth working so long.