indoor.
The dazzling golden light pushed open the stone door and followed the golden light. It was a glorious statue.
A magnificent and luxurious statue.
The entire body of the statue was made of golden crystal. The figure of the statue resembled a girl, a petite and lovely girl.
Her figure is blurred, but her face is blurred in the human world, and it’s not just the blurred face that is inconsistent with her figure.
The lifelike tentacles around the girl's statue are even weirder, and strangely, the crystal statue is making sounds.
"The Ioko... organization will be immortal forever! The Eternal God... will lead to glory!"
The sound was strange, like pieces of wood grinding apart an old tree with its crooked neck, making it decay and become weak.
Strangely, it seems like a heartless puppet whose strings have been cut off, and the resentment is terrifying.
This left Mo Feng and Angefina at a loss as to what to do. They walked cautiously behind the statue.
"The Ioko... organization will be immortal forever! The Eternal God... will lead to glory!"
The cold and weird voice sounded again, but the voice seemed to come from a certain corner, and it didn't seem like it came from the mouth of the statue.
This made Mo Feng very confused.
"Fina...I don't think there's anything wrong with the statue..."
"We also think... someone must be playing tricks..." Angefina lowered her voice.
She had long been tired of this kind of trick, and she immediately recognized the problem with the voice. It was obviously a deliberate imitation of the voice.
That's why it seems so weird, because the speaker is scared, so the voice naturally has a fearful emotion in it.
"Fina, we have to find a way..."
Mo Feng and Angefina looked at each other, and they had already thought of a countermeasure.
"Wow! This statue speaks!"
Angrafina screamed in feigned fear and ran around the room.
"Yeah! What's going on!"
I saw her running here and there, with her little legs swaying round and scurrying here and there.
He hit the crystal-carved tentacle and fainted.
"Fina! What's wrong with you, Fina?"
Mo Feng walked forward with a trembling voice. His face was pale and he looked around.
He tried his best to pretend to be scared and walked forward step by step. He stepped forward and shook Angrafina who was unconscious on the ground.
"Fina, Fina, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me... Fina... Fina..."
"Woooooooo..."
Mo Feng was crying, but there were no tears in the corners of his eyes.
"Woooooooo... Fina... Fina..."
Mo Feng's crying became smaller and smaller, and he pricked up his ears to listen to what was going on around him.
As I listened, I fainted and fell to the ground.
...some time passed.
"Kuhu..."
A sound of breathing came from a certain corner. In the dark corner was a petite girl. She walked out of the corner silently.
She has blond waist-length hair and wears a linen robe.
Her young body was covered, her linen robe trailing on the ground and she walked quietly. She was approaching Mo Feng and Angefina who were unconscious on the ground.
She got closer little by little, and when she was only half a step away, she bent down and stretched out her finger, and the crystal finger nodded a little.
"Kuhu...it seems that he was intimidated by me..."
The voice was slow and cute, and there was a feeling of emptiness in it. She turned around and walked towards the door.
The linen robe was still dragging on the ground.
"Kuhu... I must escape successfully this time..."
In a low voice, the linen robe turned his head and looked at the crystal statue with two bright eyes.
"Kuhu...it obviously doesn't look like me at all..."
In a low voice, a young arm stretched out from the linen robe and shook it.
The white arms waved as if bidding farewell to the statue.
"Kuhu...goodbye...Belara is going to find a new home..."
The linen robe turned her head in a low voice, and she walked towards the door step by step, approaching the door little by little.
A sense of joy that broke through the constraints filled her heart.
She looked at the stone door, feeling happy but also hesitant. During her hesitation, she suddenly felt the light dimming.
"Kuhu...what's going on..."
She had an ominous premonition. She turned her head and saw two friendly smiling faces.
"Friend, where are you going?"
Mo Feng smiled friendly.
In a friendly moment, he stretched out his spear and blocked the way of the linen robe. At this time, a small hand patted the frightened linen robe.
"We looked at you a little sneakily!"
Angefina smiled evilly, and in her hand was a long sword that smelled like barbecue.
The long sword was so sharp that the linen robe collapsed on the spot.
"Don't, don't come over!"
Linen Robe said in fear, her snow-white face turned pale white, and the skin on her face twitched.
She stretched out her two small hands and stepped back. A dark red spear stopped her. She had no way to retreat.
"Friend, don't worry...I'm not a devil either..." Mo Fengyi smiled kindly.
This smile was typical of the night war group's friendliness.
Night Battle Group-style friendliness, how friendly exactly is it? It should be friendly on one side and friendly on the other.
Yes.
It's just that friendly, but there's something a little bit wrong about this friendliness.
"Yes, yes... don't be afraid, we are not good people either!" Angefina smiled friendly.
The long sword in her hand shone with a cold light. The meaty scent exuded from the long sword smelled friendly, but the sharp blade of the long sword did not look very friendly.
Belala, who was wearing a linen robe, was already moved to tears.
The two people in front of her were so friendly. A long sword was placed on her neck, and a long spear blocked her way.
How about being so passionate? She was so passionate that she almost cried.
Not to mention how touched she was.
"Kuhu... don't come here... I am the saint Belara of the Aeokos organization... I am very... very fierce when I am angry. Oh!" Bellala threatened cutely.
She looked serious, but her calves were still trembling, so her words were not convincing.
"Fina, what did she just say?"
Mo Feng pretended not to hear, saint? A saint from the Aeokos organization?
If this guy were a saint, Mo Feng would still be a prince!
"We don't know..." Angefina responded in a low voice.
She put the sword on Bellara's neck, and then put her mouth to Bellara's ear.
"Wow... you are so powerful, my treasure... I even said that I am the leader of the Disaster Sect!"
Mo Feng saw him and came over.
"You are still a saint, you are so wonderful, my treasure! I even said that I am the king of the spirit clan!"
Mo Feng pretended to be surprised.
That's it?
Is this a saint with just these small arms and legs? If those with little arms and legs were a saint. He also said that Mo Feng was still the king of the spirit clan.
Unfortunately not.
But Belala obviously took it seriously, and she became even more frightened after hearing this.
"Wha...what? Are you so powerful?"
Bellara felt desperate.
Otherwise, she, a saint, would have a sword held to her neck right now.
Why are you so cowardly? There are more than ten thousand people as promised.
Her men said that she could walk sideways because of her status.
Why are you being held captive? Moreover, he is also the Lord of the Crisis Religion and the King of the Spirit Tribe, which sounds like he is not easy to mess with!
"Hey hey... Fina!"
"clear!"
The two of them smiled evilly and stretched out their paws towards Bella...
