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

Chu Tian had been waiting for Liu Feng to report his name, and asked her to follow, but he didn't hear it until the end, but Liu Feng was about to get up and leave.

Finally, Chu Tian couldn't help it, walked up to Liu Feng, and asked, "Brother Feng, can I go together?"

Liu Feng paused, pursed his lips, shook his head and said, "No."

"Why?" Chu Tian looked aggrieved, as if he was about to cry.

Liu Feng opened his mouth in time and explained the reason, blocking Chu Tian's tears that were about to break the defense, and said: "The place we are going to is heavily guarded, and there are people you are afraid of. The level is similar to that of the sacrificial hall."

Hearing this, Chutian's eyes flashed with a little disappointment, and it took him a long time to nod and compromise, "Okay!"

Liu Feng rubbed Chu Tian's beautiful hair, and softly comforted: "It will be fine after a while."

What he said was not clear. He didn't say what happened during this period of time, and why it was fine after this period of time.

But Chutian obviously understood and could understand, she nodded in a sensible way and didn't mess around.

Liu Feng smiled and left the spot. Xiu Ji watched his figure disappear, but did not follow.

Chu Tian couldn't help feeling strange, looked at Xiu Ji curiously, and asked, "Master Xiu Ji, didn't Brother Feng ask you to help? Why do you..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but the meaning behind it was already obvious, and Xiu Ji could understand it without finishing her sentence.

"The Holy Son doesn't need me now, what he needs is an environment for quiet thinking." Xiu Ji shook her head and said, "I can prepare alone."

After the words fell, her figure also disappeared without a sound, leaving only Chu Tian in the backyard.

Thinking back to Xiu Ji's words just now, Chu Tian raised his hand and scratched the back of his head half-understood.

In the end, because I didn't figure it out, I decided to give up and go back to my room to practice.

The three of them walked in three different directions, and each started to get busy. What they didn't notice was that Shirley, who lived in the front yard, had left the room at this moment.

Shirley is still playing the role of Chutian's maid, but Chutian has never regarded her as a maid, so apart from having such a title, she is still the same as a free person.

It's just that Shirley is different from other colleges of St. Paul's College. When she rests at noon and night, she comes back to Liu Feng.

Now is the lunch break, and during the three-hour lunch break, the students in the college all go back to their dormitories to rest.

Xue Li followed Chu Tian and Liu Feng back to the consul's mansion after school. She had nothing to do, and went directly into the room when she came back.

After staying there for about an hour, guessing that no one was active outside, Shirley walked out with her head poking around.

As she expected, there was no human presence in the courtyard, but Liu Feng's divinity spread throughout the consul's residence.

Shirley knew this clearly from the first day of her stay, so she didn't dare to show the slightest difference, and quickly returned to the room.

The lighting in Shirley's direction is not particularly good, but it is still a good room, and the sun still shines in at noon.

She took out a book wrapped in thick sheepskin from her clothes, and opened it secretly.

As soon as the scroll was opened, an extremely evil aura emanated from it. Xue Li didn't dare to delay too long, and immediately turned to the page that had been marked long ago.

"Great ancestor, please grant me the power of infinite alien species..."

Shirley was chanting words, and her hands were constantly changing various gestures following the words in her mouth.

A miraculous thing happened at this time, an incomparably complicated rune was pinched out from the changing gestures in her hand.

As Shirley recited the spell faster, the rune generation speed also became very fast.

The generated runes fell on Xue Li's body regularly, forming an airtight protective cover.

The most important thing is that this shield can not only protect one function, it can also isolate any demigod's divine perception.

After the shield was made, Shirley's slender fingers quickly moved from the scroll to the next marked place.

Not far away, Liu Feng, who was outside the consul's house, had a vague premonition. He turned his head and took a look into the house, but felt nothing.

"What's going on?" Liu Feng frowned, feeling very strange.

This feeling was born outside the classroom of the descendants of the demigods before, and has never been able to find the root cause.

Now that he was born again, Liu Feng was even more uncertain about what might be wrong.

"Boy, what are you hesitating about? Hurry up and call me over, I can solve your problem right away!"

The voice of the old man deep in the swamp appeared in Liu Feng's mind, pulling him back to reality.

After carefully reviewing the old man's words, Liu Feng couldn't help but sneered and said, "Can you solve my problem? Don't be ridiculous!"

"What? You don't believe me?" There was a little dissatisfaction in the old man's voice.

"What? Should I believe you?" Liu Feng asked indifferently as the banter and sarcasm on his face did not disappear.

"Hehe..." The old man's ironic laughter filled his mind, and Liu Feng felt extremely irritable when he heard it, but he didn't interrupt.

"Why don't you believe me?" As if he had laughed enough, the old man restrained himself and asked Liu Feng.

Liu Feng didn't mean to hide it, he just sneered: "You can't even solve your own problems, why should you solve mine?"

When he asked this question, the old man was silent for a long time, so long that Liu Feng felt that the old man had cut off contact with him.

And just when Liu Feng was about to end the chat and get up to leave, the old man's voice came back again, and he said: "It is because we cannot solve the problems we face alone that we need to cooperate for a win-win situation, isn't it?"

Liu Feng paused when he got up, and then sat back slowly. He pursed his lips, but didn't speak.

"Hurry up and call me over. If you really think I can't help you, why contact me?" The old man kept urging, as if he had guessed Liu Feng's thoughts a long time ago.

However, Liu Feng didn't take the initiative to contact him because he believed that the old man could help him.

"You think too much, I'm just surprised by the recent events, and I want to find the reason from you!" Liu Feng sneered back mercilessly, making the old man's speculation worthless.

"You will call me sooner or later!"

As if unwilling to be reconciled, the old man dropped a sentence in a hateful voice, and then there was no more sound.

This time, Liu Feng can be sure that the old guy's connection is really disconnected.

He got up and walked to his own courtyard, and at the same time, Shirley in the front yard also stood up, stepped through a purple-black streamer door in front of him, and slowly disappeared into the room.

This is the shuttle door that Xue Li just copied from the parchment scroll. She has been studying it for several days, and did not dare to bring it back to operate until she is proficient.