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Chapter 2689 The clay statue wakes up

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    Ling Feng stood on Xiao Fei¡¯s back and shuttled above the clouds without saying a word along the way.

    Xiao Fei glanced at Ling Feng secretly and saw that his master was silent all the way, so he didn't dare to say anything.

    After a long time, Ling Feng said calmly: "Xiao Fei, do you think I did something wrong?"

    Xiao Fei was stunned for a moment, and then said eagerly: "Master, what are you talking about? What's wrong with you?"

    "When the old Taoist priest attacked Chao Yun, I could actually react, but at that moment I hesitated and watched helplessly as the little Taoist priest's heart was taken out,"

    "In the end, I pretended to save him but failed to save him. Am I being particularly hypocritical? I could have avoided the tragedy from the beginning, but I didn't take action."

    Ling Feng¡¯s voice trembled slightly, and Xiao Fei was silent for a long time.

    "Master, you don't need to blame yourself. Life and death are determined by destiny. Whether it is human race or our Zerg race, life will eventually come to an end. I have to admit that it is a pity that the little Taoist priest died,"

    "But Master, you must remember that you are neither a murderer nor an accomplice. You tried your best to save the little Taoist priest. Although he left in the end, you also worked hard for his life,"

    "You don't need to feel guilty about this, you just need to be yourself and live the present moment,"

    "When I was still in the Zerg tribe, juniors often left by my side. They left for various reasons. Many of them left to protect their homeland and tribesmen or fell ill and died in my arms."

    "I didn't even cry because I knew it was of no use. To this day, I still feel guilty for those children. I felt that I didn't do anything useful for them and could only watch them leave."

    "So Master, you don't need to feel guilty at all. You and the little Taoist priest only knew each other for a short time. I don't deny your friendship, but the deceased should rest in peace and the living should live their own lives."

    Xiao Fei's tone suddenly turned cold: "If you have to do something to vent your anger, I suggest you kill the old Taoist priest and take back the little Taoist priest's heart!"

    Lingfeng was silent for a while, and finally looked at the mountains in front of him and said, "You are right, Xiao Fei, I am indeed very angry, no matter how calm and calm I pretended to be in front of those two monsters just now,"

    "I can't calm down the anger in my heart at all. I need to see some blood, and I want to kill some people. I want to crush that old Taoist priest to ashes right now! I want to make his life worse than death!"

    "Very good, Master, then you have to stand firm, we will go and find the old man out now!"

    Xiao Fei's wings whipped up a gust of wind in the air, and his speed suddenly increased more than twice, leaving a trail of clouds and a faint trembling in the air.

    Lingfeng returned to the familiar mountain again and saw the weird mountain gate, but this time he didn't want to walk up the mountain like he did at the beginning. Instead, he took Xiaofei on the swing and arrived in front of the Taoist temple in an instant.

    Lingfeng opened the door and searched the entire Taoist temple, but found no trace of anyone.

    Lingfeng came to the Taoist Temple Square in the backyard again, but there was still no sign of Chaoyue.

    Actually, it's normal. Ling Feng didn't think that Chaoyue would return to this Taoist temple. He just had a strong desire to come back and have a look. A strange feeling drove Ling Feng to come here.

    Lingfeng slowly approached the clay statue that was bound by countless chains on the edge of the cliff with a sullen face. This time he did not lean out to check the appearance of the clay statue.

    Instead, he stood directly on Xiao Fei¡¯s back, came directly opposite the clay statue, and looked at the clay statue.

    Ling Feng stared at the clay statue with its body bent and kneeling on the ground. Looking at the two pupils, one black and one white, he suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

    This feeling is like looking at someone, but the statue is dead, so there will be no eyes.

    Ling Feng touched his face, wondering if he was overwhelmed by anger. Could it be that he was hallucinating?

    But the next moment, the clay statue that was bent down suddenly slowly raised its head and stared at Ling Feng.

    Ling Feng didn¡¯t notice the movements of the clay statue at first, and was still patting his head, until he turned his attention to the clay statue again.

    "Hey, hey?" Ling Feng's expression changed, "I remember that the statue had its head lowered just now. Why is it raising its head now? Am I really hallucinating?"

    Ling Feng rubbed his eyes again and patted his cheeks to wake himself up.

    Xiao Fei looked at the way his master sometimes had extremely long reflex arcs, and couldn't help but feel helpless. He even wanted to grow hands to touch his forehead.

      "Master, please stop slapping yourself in the face. You read that right. The clay statue did move just now, and I feel that it is looking at you now."

    Being nudged by Xiao Fei, Ling Feng finally came to his senses, but then he was even more shocked:

    Is this clay statue alive?  But he is just a clay statue!

    Just when Lingfeng wanted to get closer to check, the clay statue suddenly spoke:

    "That person standing on the insect over there, I just saw you and the Taoist priests talking about me behind my back. Why are you back alone now? Where is the little Taoist priest?"

    Ling Feng couldn't hide his surprise, but he quickly calmed down and replied: "Answer me first, aren't you a clay statue? Why can you talk?"

    "Haha," the clay statue showed a sarcastic smile, "Didn't you know my identity before? I am from the ancient times, so naturally I have some magical powers. It's nothing to talk about."

    "But weren't you executed for committing a serious crime back then? Even the statues have to atone for their sins here for thousands of years."

    "Do you really want to know? As long as you do one thing for me, I will tell you all the truth about that year." The tone of the clay statue was full of temptation.

    Ling Feng waved his hands quickly: "No, no, no, you better not tell me. Who knows what you want me to do. I am not from this world, and I am not at all curious about the glorious past of this powerful man of yours."

    "Bye bye." Ling Feng waved his hand and wanted to leave.

    "Don't you want to know where the old Taoist priest went?" the statue suddenly said.

    Ling Feng, who had turned around, froze. He slowly turned around and his tone was very cold: "Do you know where he went?"

    "That's natural," the clay statue said with a smile, "just now he fled back here in embarrassment, took away many things, and was hit by many sword attacks. Tsk, tsk, tsk, it looked very painful. He must be a  The expert swordsman beat the old Taoist priest into panic and lost his mind."

    Lingfeng finally knew why Jianmu returned without success. Chaoyue must have used some powerful escape tricks. Even if he was hit by several tricks, he could still leave. Even Jianmu knew that he couldn't catch up.

    "Go on!" Ling Feng said unceremoniously.

    "Hehehe, it's okay for me to continue talking, but you have to do that for me first."

    Ling Feng took a deep breath and seemed to have to help him: "Let's talk about it."

    "You saw the mountain gate below the Taoist temple when you came, right? The one at Sanqing Wuji, you just need to move the entire gate in front of me,"

    "As long as you help me move the door, I can tell you whatever you want to know."

    Lingfeng thought of the mountain gate and the strange memory he saw when he first touched it. After thinking for a long time, he still didn't know the intention of the clay statue.

    But Ling Feng had no other choice at the moment. If he wanted to find traces of Chao Yue in this world, it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky.

    "Okay, remember your promise." Ling Feng said a few words and flew down the mountain on a small plane.

    "That's natural!" The voice of the clay statue floated behind, "It can't be damaged, it must be complete!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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