Chapter 113: We are strangers when we meet again!

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Shen Feng didn't have time to think too much, because here he could only keep moving forward and there was no way out.

Shen Feng kept walking like this. After a month, he vaguely saw a big pit ahead, so he accelerated his speed. After a day, he came to the edge of the big pit.

When Shen Feng stood at the edge of the pit, he was also shocked by the sight in front of him, because he saw that the pit was about ten feet deep and an area of ​​one hundred feet, and it was filled with statues of ferocious monks.

But the most eye-catching thing is the middle position, where there is an altar with a coffin placed on it, which is locked by nine chains.

Shen Fengbang jumped up and went directly to the bottom of the pit. He didn't feel anything unusual until he entered here, because he felt strong soul fluctuations around him.

Shen Feng slowly approached the coffin. He also looked at the statues carefully along the way. It seemed that these statues were not made of stone, but made of the monk's body.

It can be accurately said that these statues are all monks, they are just petrified. Shen Feng doesn't know if he feels right.

"If it is true as I think, then this is the grave of the monks, and too many of these monks have lost their lives."

Shen Feng tentatively touched the statue. He could feel the soul fluctuations inside, but it was not strong.

While thinking about the strange things about the statue, he walked towards the coffin. Soon he came to the bottom of the altar. He looked up at the coffin three feet high and started thinking.

"If all the statues here were once living monks, then whose body is in this coffin, and what is the origin of this person?"

Shen Feng did not rush to the altar. He first wandered around the altar. When he walked to the back of the altar, his pupils shrank.

Because he saw a thin monk with his hands and feet bound by blood-red vines, and there were traces of spiritual energy and blood flowing on the vines.

Shen Feng looked familiar to this thin monk, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

"Why does it look so familiar, but where have I seen it before? I haven't been in the Japanese mainland for a long time, so there shouldn't be many monks who look so familiar."

As he was thinking, his pupils gradually dilated, because he had already thought of a monk he was familiar with.

In order to verify his guess, Shen Feng came to the thin monk. He touched the thin monk's waist, and soon he touched a token. He quickly took it out, and his pupils dilated again.

Because the three words Red Tiger Sect are clearly written on this token, then the thin monk in front of him can be ready to come out.

"Red Tiger!"

Shen Feng looked at the thin monk in front of him in disbelief, with a face full of disbelief, because Chihu was originally a fat monk, but now he is as skinny as a stick, and anyone who sees him will be surprised.

Shen Feng circulated the spiritual energy in his body and tore the blood-red vine man with his hands, but the vine man was very tough and showed no signs of breaking under Shen Feng's full force of tearing.

You must know that Shen Feng's physical strength is now comparable to that of a mid-stage foundation-building monk.

Shen Feng released the fire source from his right eye to roast Teng Man, but his expression soon changed because the fire source could not roast Teng Man.

"What's going on? What is this Tengman? Why is he so tough?"

Shen Feng looked along the source of the vines, and he saw that these vines eventually led to the coffin.

"Could these vines be a medium that transports blood and spiritual energy into the coffin to provide it with nutrients?"

He looked at the coffin above with determination, because he understood that only by opening the coffin and blocking the transportation of blood and spiritual energy could Chi Hu be completely rescued.

Shen Feng no longer hesitated. He jumped up and climbed along the wall of the altar to the top. He looked at the coffin in front of him with thoughtful eyes.

"How to open it?"

Just as Shen Feng was thinking, vines stretched out from the coffin and rushed towards him. Shen Feng used his spiritual power to block Teng Man's progress, but he soon became anxious.

Because these vines are just like the invincible Xiaoqiang, they cannot be destroyed at all, and they are extremely tough.

Shen Feng, who had no time to think, released the thunder dragon and blasted it directly towards the coffin. A rebound force hit Shen Feng's body.

"This coffin is so tough, how to break it?"

Just when Shen Feng was at a loss, the coffin opened with a bang. He didn't have time to think about why this happened. He jumped on the coffin to see who was inside.

Shen Feng jumped onto the coffin with a single bounce, but when he saw the body inside the coffin, his mind went blank.

At this time, Teng Man had already entangled Shen Feng, but he had no intention of resisting. His eyes were still looking at the body in the coffin in shock.

"It's him, how could it be him?"

His blood and the spiritual energy in his body were injected into the coffin along the vine, and the corpse inside seemed to be showing signs of waking up.

"If he could survive, I would give my life."

Shen Feng had completely given up resistance. He just looked at the corpse in the coffin quietly. A sense of weakness spread throughout his body, but at this time, he was as motionless as if he was petrified.

After two hours, Shen Feng's face began to turn pale, and the eyes of the corpse in the coffin moved slightly, and then he opened his eyes.

The corpse roared and jumped up from the coffin. He looked around at the scene. When he saw Shen Feng, his eyes showed bloodthirsty light.

Then he flew next to Shen Feng, showing an evil smile, but Shen Feng still kept smiling, and he just looked at him quietly, as if he had forgotten the dangerous place he was in at this time.

The corpse had obviously just woken up and was still unconscious. He looked at Shen Feng doubtfully, as if to say why are you laughing.

The two of them just watched quietly, and Shen Feng murmured to himself

"It's you, it's definitely you."

The corpse didn't care why Shen Feng acted like this. He bit Shen Feng's shoulder. Severe pain spread throughout Shen Feng's body, but he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from shouting.

The corpse was about to leave after a good meal. Shen Feng quickly stopped him.

"Wait, do you know me?"

The body paused, and he turned around blankly and looked at Shen Feng with doubtful eyes. He seemed to be thinking about whether he knew Shen Feng, but after thinking for a long time, he really couldn't remember who Shen Feng was.

Shen Feng shook his head helplessly and sighed.

"Alas, it is just his body, and the soul has been hollowed out. But even if I see you like this, I am content."

The corpse ignored Shen Feng, and he jumped to the side of the altar. He saw the skinny Chihu. It seemed that such a Chihu made him lose his appetite, so he immediately started sucking Chihu's blood.