C559 The Man in the Picture
C559 The Man in the Picture
"There's a cave." Mo Feng tried his best to look over, and when he saw that there was a cave behind the stone platform, he was overjoyed, and immediately went closer to the stone platform.
"Bam!"
The light surrounding his body almost disappeared as Mo Feng tumbled onto the stone stage. He did not even dare to breathe as he rushed into the cave with all his might.
"Bam!"
Closing the stone door, Mo Feng was immediately paralyzed on the ground. Seeing that the light had completely disappeared from his body, he took a deep breath, this was simply a race against the King of Hell, if he was just a few steps slower, he would be finished.
helplessly shook his head, although the jade plate was a little tricky, at least he had managed to preserve his life and obtained all the stellar crystal s, no matter how strong the jade plate was, it was still a support item, and he had to rely on himself for many things.
After recovering some strength, he ate a healing pill and stood up unsteadily to look into the cave. He did not know if there was danger in this place, but he could not rashly enter into cultivation. He would not know how he died even if he did not know.
He walked into the cave. The cave was much emptier than the cave where the Demon King's Legacy resided. There were barely any leaves and vines on the ground. The stone pillars were all wrapped up by dried vines.
"Whew, whew!"
Waves of cold wind blew through the cave. Mo Feng squinted his eyes and continued to advance cautiously.
After passing through a few stone pillars, he only saw a stone room in front of him. The stone door was opened, and Mo Feng continuously scanned the stone room, but upon seeing that there were no array formations or mechanisms, he slowly walked in.
As he approached the stone room, he saw a skeleton sitting cross-legged on a praying mat. It seemed to be an expert sitting there. Mo Feng cupped his fists towards the skeleton to show his respect. He turned and looked at his surroundings again.
Lifting his head to look at the wall, he saw a very ancient painting hanging on the wall. It was covered with dust, and his appearance couldn't be seen. When Mo Feng blew away the dust, he could see a peerless beauty standing at the edge of a lake. She was dancing and upon closer inspection, the person in the painting had actually started to move, dancing gracefully.
"Beautiful." Mo Feng could not help but be deeply immersed, praising his beautiful dancing skills. The lady in the painting seemed to have heard Mo Feng's praise, he suddenly turned his head to look at Mo Feng, a trace of cold murderous intent appearing in his eyes.
"You're not big brother Ji Feng? Scram!"
"Whoosh!"
Mo Feng took a few steps back as if he was struck by lightning. He suddenly shook his head and woke up.
"So powerful!"
Mo Feng bit his tongue. Seeing the drawing girl's sullen face looking at him, his heart trembled. Just a painting could cause one's soul to tremble, so it was obvious how strong the real body of the person in the painting was.
"Who are you? Why did you obtain this sovereign's painting?" The people in the painting questioned, the people in the painting were filled with murderous intent,
"Where's Ren Zhifeng?"
"Ren Zhifeng?" Mo Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned and looked at the skeleton, and said:
"Are you talking about him?"
The person in the painting turned his head to look at the skeleton, and his expression instantly changed.
"Big Brother Ji Feng, Big Brother Ji Feng, how did you become like this!"
"Big brother Ji Feng, you said you would wait for me. In five hundred years, I will come find you. You said you would wait for me. How did you become like this!" The person in the painting felt so heartbroken that a few tears actually flowed out from his eyes.
Mo Feng looked at the person in the painting and sighed. Although he was strong, he was still a pitiful person. No matter how strong he was, in front of the people in the picture, he was weak for the rest of his life.
Shaking his head, he turned around and walked toward the skeleton. Then, he bent over and reached out his hand to the skeleton.
"What are you doing!" Suddenly, a cold killing intent descended on him, Mo Feng moved nonstop, the killing intent in the drawing became even stronger, he waved his hand and was about to attack.
"Aren't you afraid that there will be nothing left of him?" Mo Feng's indifferent voice came out, the person in the painting was stunned, but seeing Mo Feng's killing intent become stronger, no one had ever dared to threaten her like that!
Mo Feng extended his hand inside the skeleton's tattered clothes and fumbled around for a while. He took out a piece of tattered cloth and blew at the dust on it with the cloth, only to see a few words written in fresh blood.
"Lifetime is not more than a thousand years, I have waited for eight hundred years. Before the return of my beautiful woman, I regret that I have not lived a lifetime."
It was just a few simple words, but under the crimson glow of the blood, it was shocking.
"He should have written it to you before he died." Mo Feng passed the old cloth over to the person in the drawing. The person in the drawing looked at it blankly, then the old cloth immediately flew out from Mo Feng's hand and entered the drawing.
"Big brother Ji Feng."
The person in the painting looked at the words on the old piece of cloth, and his delicate body began to tremble. Once again, tears began to flow down his face.
"Why? Why? Big Brother Ji Feng, you just have to wait for me for another five hundred years before we can stay together forever. Have you forgotten our promise?" When the sad words from the person in the painting came out, Mo Feng sighed once again.
Seeing the person in the painting muttering to himself, Mo Feng sat on the stone chair and gulped down a jug of Fiery Wine.
"Hiss!"
The strong alcohol poisoned his throat and left a burning heat in his body. The power of the alcohol circulated throughout his meridians, healing his injuries.
"What's your name?" After a long while, the person in the painting looked at Mo Feng with tears in his eyes.
"Mo Feng." Mo Feng replied indifferently, the man in the picture threw out the old cloth, and looked at the skeleton with deep emotions.
"This sovereign is cultivating in seclusion in the Good Street Starfield, so I'll give you the coordinates right now. Five hundred years from now, come find this sovereign, or this sovereign will come find you. You must protect his body well, and this piece of cloth."
Hearing the order from the man in the painting, Mo Feng laughed coldly.
"And if I say no?"
"No?" Then die! " Previously, she wanted to kill Mo Feng, but now, she was going to force him into submission. Her original body was far away in the Merchant Star Domain, so she wouldn't be able to leave her drawing thoughts for long. When she returned in five hundred years, she probably wouldn't even be able to see the corpse of that person.
Seeing that Mo Feng was young and had an extraordinary strength, he had the strength to protect Ji Feng's brother's corpse.
The person in the painting confidently believed that Mo Feng would definitely submit under her pressure, and also recognized the kind of opportunity he was looking at, but when his gaze landed on Mo Feng, her expression immediately froze. He saw that Mo Feng was not affected by her pressure, and was even freely drinking.
"Don't play these useless tricks with me. A wisp of will alone won't waste my patience. Otherwise, with this wisp of consciousness of yours, I will completely seal you within the painting!" Mo Feng put down the wine pot, his eyes flashing with an ice-cold light.
"Ignorant child!" When the person in the painting heard this, he was stunned for a moment before sneering. Seal her? You're the only brat here?
"Since you are unwilling to help this sovereign, then die!" The person in the drawing roared, a hand came out from the drawing and turned into a giant palm that struck towards Mo Feng!