I asked you to practice martial arts, but I didn’t ask you to kill gods!

"Boy, what's the ink mark? Combat is the only truth to test strength. Data only shows that you are strong, but it does not mean that you are invincible. I suggest you respond to the call for help."

"it is good."

Chen Feng didn't even ask why, he agreed directly, covering his face with the scarf around his neck, and covering his head with the hood behind his back.

The old ghost was surprised.

"Boy, why don't you ask me why I asked you to do this?"

"What's there to ask?" Chen Feng sniffed: "Daxia 300 safety zone, a safety zone less than A level should not have a branch of the Judgment Hall, but there is one here.

It's not hard to guess. You must have been suppressed by the Judgment Palace. Maybe you are a big devil, or you took something from someone else. "

"Secondly, I have come back from the dead. There must be a reason to be seen by an acquaintance. You are just asking me to find a cover for my identity. Military achievements are the best stepping stone. Not to mention, you take good care of the younger generations."

The old ghost's voice suddenly disappeared.

It took a long time for it to ring.

"Boy, I'm a little uneasy. Why don't you give me an oath? Forget it, no need to do it. A heartless thing like you can betray even the grace of saving your life. An oath is not as good as a fart."

"Hey, I don't like hearing this anymore." Chen Feng retorted: "Back then, we were also known as the 'honest young gentleman'. What does it mean to have no conscience?"

"Mad!" the old ghost cursed angrily: "You bastard, you mean I have no conscience, right? I resurrected you and you tricked me. The co-authorship is still mine."

"You said that, but I didn't say it."

"Get lost." Old Gui changed the subject: "If you have the opportunity, go to the 'Five Peaks Mountain' in Northern Xinjiang."

Chen Feng said casually: "It seems that you really took something from the Judgment Palace. Let me guess what it is."

"Guess, you're too secretive." The old ghost said with rejection in his tone.

"Look at you, you're dead and you're so anxious. Just for fun, I like to play decryption games the most. You don't even know how I got here all these years, but you're suffocating me to death..."

Not long after, Chen Feng arrived at the recruitment point.

"Hello, I want to sign up for the hunting team."

"Reveal your true face, enter the information, fill in the form..."

The staff member raised his head and glanced at Chen Feng. The arm handing him the paper suddenly froze in mid-air. He looked like he had seen a ghost and subconsciously blurted out: "Chen...Chen Feng?!"

The name 'Chen Feng' seems to be taboo.

Hearing the sound, the eyes of the people around him gathered.

Chen Feng frowned and lowered his voice a bit.

"What is Chen Feng? My name is Gray Crow. Many people recognized me as him along the way. Who is this Chen Feng?"

"You don't know?!" The staff was a little curious,

"Why should I know?"

"Uh, I'm sorry, you look too much like a person. Here is the form, and you have to take a spiritual test." The staff handed over the paper.

Under the confused eyes of the staff, after filling in the information and testing the spirit power, Chen Feng received a 'Record Medal' and left.

Questions rang out from the side.

"Hey, that kid just now looks similar to Chen Feng. He can't be Chen Feng himself, right?"

"How is it possible? Chen Feng has cultivated Jiyuan, and it is impossible for him to reach the spiritual realm. The test just now showed that his spiritual power is already 1085 Jiao. Besides, he died almost 20 days ago, and his bones may be rotten."

"Are there really two similar flowers in this world?"

"They just look alike. Do you think he could be the illegitimate son left behind by Chen Feng's father?"

"Probably."

"..."

Listening to these words, Chen Feng was extremely speechless. He even found out his illegitimate child. Fortunately, he thought carefully and hid his face so that others, including his half-brother, could find out.

How do you say that?

Although I am no longer in the arena, there are still legends about me in the arena, right?

Well, I can't be proud and continue to keep a low profile, but... my strength doesn't allow it...

Stepping out of the recruitment point, Chen Feng found that the front was just like the team formation scene when playing online games.

There are signs along the street, which record the names and abilities of the team members, and behind them are recruiters standing and shouting.

"Do not disturb those below the first level of Lingwu."

"Lingwei is over 850."

"Go away, you have the nerve to come here for 300 souls. Our team is not here to be babysitters. Let's go and have fun."

"We don't want the Hound Medal without it."

"..."

Just when Chen Feng was stunned, questions rang out from beside him.

"Little brother, I see you just came out of the recruitment point. Do you want to join the hunting team?"

"You are……"

"I am from the Mountain Hunting Team. Can I see your information?"

"inconvenient."

"That's right. Do you have the Hound Medal?"

"Did not bring."

"What's your strength?"

"First-grade spiritual martial arts."

The burning eyes of the people around ‘Shu’ turned around.

The person who struck up a conversation had nervousness flashing in his eyes, as if he was afraid of being snatched away: "Little brother, all of our hunting team's first-grade spiritual martial arts are more than enough to join our hunting team. What do you think? Think about it?"

"can."

"Okay, let me take a look at your appearance first. When the beast tide comes, military control is very strict. This is also to prevent spies from getting in. Is Abyss aware of it a while ago?"

Chen Feng frowned: "It's inconvenient."

"That's a shame." The chatter curled his lips and walked towards the next target.

The person who had just moved found that Chen Feng was unwilling to show up, and immediately gave up the idea of ​​soliciting him.

There are plenty of people, so there is no need to take risks for something that hides its head and tail.

Chen Feng didn't say much and continued to look for the next team.

It's not like I can't fight alone.

But if no one witnesses it, even if his achievements are brilliant, he might still be regarded as a spy.

Even if you have the Hound Medal, it won't work.

That thing is the certification qualification used by the Bounty Guild for trading, and anyone can register.

Came to a very strong team.

Chen Feng asked directly: "Do you want a first-grade Lingwu?"

"Yes, why not? Let me see what you look like."

"inconvenient."

"It's not convenient to go on one side. Our team doesn't accept everyone."

Leave here and go to the next recruitment team immediately...

After being rejected several times in a row, Chen Feng felt a little depressed.

At this moment, a bone-crushing voice sounded from the side.

"Little brother, why don't you come to us? Our 'Hongyan Squad' is very strong. Our captain is a third-level spiritual warrior. He has also registered a 'Hound' in the Bounty Guild."

Chen Feng glanced at it.

The speaker was a woman with peach blossom eyes.

The woman looks to be 27 or [-] years old, with a perfect figure, which is the right age for people to have backaches.

Lingwei is about the first level of Lingwu.

I looked at their recruiting sign.

It was found that there were nine people in their team, and the worst one, Lingwei, was also facing 720.

Chen Feng said directly...