Everything that happened today was too sudden. When she left the Martial Alliance, Hua Murong was still in a state of confusion.
After returning to the Dragon Boxing Gym, she locked herself in her room, seeing no one and not wanting to say anything.
"Hey! The eldest lady is so pitiful. She just met her biological father, but he is gone."
Bing Ling sighed and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
"Actually, she is quite lucky. At least her mother has been with her for so many years."
"Those of us who grew up without fathers and mothers, and have never even experienced maternal love, aren't we even more pitiful?"
Xiao Feng laughed at himself. He had been beaten, scolded and physically punished by Li Guizhi since he was a child. Not to mention receiving maternal love, it would be nice if he didn't have any hatred in his heart.
Fortunately, he has found his mother now, and he believes that it won't be long before the family will be reunited.
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At five o'clock in the evening, Xiao Feng drove to the Qinglong Temple in Dawa Village.
The Qinglong Temple, which used to be bustling with people, is now deserted and deserted with its doors closed.
Since the four masters were killed and Xiao Feng burned the main hall again, the glory of Qinglong Temple has gone forever, and almost no one comes to burn incense and worship the gods anymore.
It was already dark now, and the Qinglong Temple stood alone on the top of the mountain, like an abandoned dead city without any life.
When the cold wind blows, the withered and yellow leaves fly all over the sky.
Xiao Feng came to the door and knocked on the wooden door several times.
After a few minutes, the two heavy wooden doors were opened.
A young apprentice wearing a gray robe nodded slightly to him.
"Sir, this temple is temporarily closed to the public. Please come back."
"Tell you Liu Daxian, just say that I, Xiao Feng, am here."
Xiao Feng held one hand behind his back with a proud look on his face.
The young apprentice's eyes changed and he smiled.
"Oh...it turns out to be Mr. Xiao. Our Liu Daxian is waiting for you. Please come with me."
Xiao Feng followed him all the way to the back hall. The entire temple was lifeless, and there was not even a soul in sight on the road.
The main hall that he burned down before has not been renovated, and now only a dark frame remains.
Entering the small courtyard of the back hall, the young apprentice stopped.
"Mr. Xiao, the immortal is waiting for you inside, please."
After saying a few words, he turned around and left.
Xiao Feng was a very brave man. Just as he was about to push the door open, the wooden door suddenly opened automatically with a creaking sound.
The hall was very dark, with only candles lit on the innermost table. Under the weak candlelight, it looked particularly strange.
Xiao Feng stepped into the hall and looked around, but there was no one there.
There is a statue of a god erected in the front, about four meters high. This statue still has no face, looks like a human but not a human, looks like a ghost but not a ghost, and exudes an evil atmosphere.
"Liu Daxian, come out."
"I'm here, why are you playing hide and seek?"
The sound echoed in the hall, empty and distant.
"Haha... Xiao Feng, you really have the courage."
Suddenly, a burst of laughter sounded in the hall.
The sound is far and near, surrounding the entire space, making it impossible to determine the exact location.
"Hmph! Ridiculous."
"It's not like I've never been to your Qinglong Temple, why should I be afraid?"
"Last time I burned your main hall, which one do you want me to burn this time? I'll satisfy you."
Xiao Feng raised his hands behind his back and said provocatively.
"Asshole, do you really think my shaman is easy to bully?"
Liu Daxian shouted angrily, and the hall was shaken with a buzzing sound.
Xiao Feng took out his ears and said impatiently: "I don't want to listen to your nonsense. If you have the ability, come out and don't pretend to be a ghost in front of me. It's useless."
There was a bang, and a cloud of black smoke billowed out in front of the statue.
After the smoke dissipated, a woman wearing a black robe was seen sitting on it, it was Liu Daxian.
She stared at Xiao Feng with cold eyes: "Boy, when you come to my Qinglong Temple and see this great immortal, why don't you bow and salute me?"
"what?"
Xiao Feng was stunned and smiled mockingly.
"Did you have a brain cramp? Or were you knocked unconscious by me?"
"If you hadn't hid in the quagmire last time, I would have killed you in minutes."
"How dare you talk so shamelessly in front of me? Believe it or not, I destroyed your entire Qinglong Temple today?"
"You kid, you are really rude."
Liu Daxian said ferociously: "I have good intentions in my heart and don't want to argue with you."
"As long as you hand over your things, you can leave safely, how about that?"
"I've said it all, it's mine and I can't hand it over."
Xiao Feng smiled disdainfully.
"What?"
"Xiao Feng, do you really want to be an enemy of my shamanism? I will give you one last chance to hand over your things."
Liu Daxian gritted his teeth.
"Hmph! Don't talk nonsense. If you want to fight, do it quickly. I'm in a hurry."
Xiao Feng said impatiently.
"Son of a bitch, I want you to die."
'call!'
Liu Daxian waved his right hand, and a black mist sprayed over.
Xiao Feng turned back to avoid it. When the black mist dissipated, he saw poisonous snakes in front of him, densely covering the entire ground, which made people shudder.
'hiss…'
The venomous snakes spat out messages and all raised their bodies. Hundreds of venomous snakes rushed towards him and pounced on him.
'Shuusha...'
Several rays of cold light flashed, and all the poisonous snakes were chopped into several pieces. The snake bodies fell to the ground and twisted into a ball.
"A small skill can burn you to death."
Xiao Feng flew out a yellow talisman, and with a bang, a wall of fire ignited on the ground.
Under the burning fire, in only half a minute at most, all the venomous snakes were burned to black ash, with no residue left.
At this moment, a dozen men in black robes suddenly appeared on both sides of the hall.
The eyes of these people shine with dark green light in the dark night, like midnight ghosts.
Xiao Feng was trapped in the middle, and these men in black robes simultaneously threw out a black thread, like a huge fishing net, directly wrapped around Xiao Feng's body.
‘Buzz!’
The black thread made a sound like a piano string and formed water ripples.
The man in black robe kept muttering something, which was a shamanistic incantation.
Under the blessing of the spell, the frequency of the black lines shaking became faster and faster, and the entire space seemed to be distorted.
"Hmph! Are you praying?"
Xiao Feng smiled coldly. Just when he was about to cut the black line, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
The men in black robes disappeared, and even Liu Daxian sitting in front disappeared.
The entire hall was dark, and I couldn't see anything.
"What...is going on?"
Xiao Feng was shocked.
The surroundings were eerily quiet, and even his radar-like ears couldn't hear a sound.
He seemed to be in a dark space and couldn't even see the road under his feet.
"Xiao Feng, do you know your guilt?"
Suddenly, a strange sound came from the dark space.
Sometimes far and sometimes close, sometimes close in front of you, sometimes far away in the horizon, accompanied by a cold laughter.
"Liu Daxian, get out of here."
Xiao Feng shouted loudly and suddenly froze.
He suddenly found that his voice was swallowed up by the darkness and did not come out at all.
"Ah! Where are you?"
"Come out, come out."
Xiao Feng roared, but all he could see was his angry expression and his voice still couldn't come out.
"Xiao Feng, do you know your guilt?"
The sound sounded again, and he vaguely saw a white shadow in the darkness, but the white shadow flashed past and disappeared again.