Chapter 2172: Crimson Blood 1

"How is this possible?"
Ye Feng was so shocked that he couldn't help but mutter to himself, he had already explored it before, and it was just a beautifully crafted statue.
But now, he inadvertently talked with the other party, the statue actually came alive, which made Ye Feng unable to accept this reality in a short time, only feeling that he was dreaming.
No matter how he rubbed his eyes, the scene in front of him did not change. The statue still looked at him, with some scrutiny in his pupils.
"Senior, you are a human, not a statue?"
Ye Feng asked this statue tentatively. There was a bit of alertness in his expression.
"You say I am a person or a person, you say I am a statue or a statue."
When Ye Feng's words just fell, that statue actually spoke, his voice was misty, with a bit of majesty.
Ye Feng's pupils suddenly searched again, and his heart trembled involuntarily.
He finally understood why Pingyan was so excited when he touched the statue before and tried to threaten him.
"The junior is dull and doesn't understand the meaning of the senior's words, so I hope senior can explain clearly."
Ye Feng tentatively asked again, he was full of curiosity about the statue in front of him.
"I don't know how many years, once, the old man was indeed a normal human martial artist, but then he became a statue, statue!"
This statue spoke slowly, with a bit of vicissitudes and loneliness in its voice.
"statue!"
Hearing these words, Ye Feng's body shuddered involuntarily, and a horrible feeling in his heart involuntarily.
It is hard for him to imagine that this lifelike statue was once a normal human martial artist.
So, how did he become a statue?
The more Ye Feng thought about it, the more puzzled he became. All of this subverted his cognition, even if he was no longer the young youth who used to be, he had never heard of such things.
"Don't have any doubts, now I have indeed become a real statue, and only perseverance is still in it. If it weren't for your previous palm, I am afraid that this thought will gradually grow over time. Disperse."
The voice of the statue came again, his gaze was kind of sharp, and he kept looking at Ye Feng.
"So, it was the palm of my hand that inspired the ray of thoughts left on Senior's body?"
Ye Feng suddenly asked.
"Yes."
The statue gave a positive voice.
"The junior dare to ask senior, how can I return to the world that I used to be?"
Ye Feng asked again, this is what he cares most about. If he can't return, it means that he will live in this narrow and dark cave for the rest of his life.
"Why are you so anxious to go back? The old man has a fortune here, don't you want it?"
The statue said, a bit of temptation was revealed in the words.
Ye Feng's eyes flashed and asked, "What wealth? The juniors don't know."
"Before telling you, you have to promise the old man a few things. If you agree to the old man's terms, the old man will tell you the matter in detail."
The statue's eyes flickered likewise, it seemed that he had made a big decision, and said to Ye Feng.
"As long as it does not exceed the abilities of the younger generation and does not violate the moral bottom line, the younger generation can agree."
Ye Feng answered without hesitation. If the other party asks him to do something big and evil, even if he has great wealth, he cannot agree to the other party.
"That's not true."
The statue shook his head slightly, then looked at Ye Feng with extremely sharp eyes, and said, "The old man's request is very simple. The next thing the old man will let you know can only be known by you alone, and no one else can tell, even if you are closest. The same is true for the people, can you do it?"
Ye Feng's eyes were sharp, and he became more and more interested in what the statue said.
"Junior can be tight-lipped."
Ye Feng spoke lightly. He has always been reluctant to reveal other people's affairs. Moreover, this statue is so mysterious, perhaps it can really make him return to the heaven.
"Well, this is what the old man wants you to know."
Hearing what Ye Feng said, the statue nodded, and immediately saw a burst of light flashing in her vicissitudes of life, turning into a stream of light, quickly sinking into the center of Ye Feng's brow.
Ye Feng suddenly felt that a very clear memory appeared in his mind in a short time.
This memory seems to come from ancient times, the specific time period is not recorded in the memory, but he can feel it.
In this era, it should be in the first epoch after the beginning of heaven and earth. At that time, the heaven was still very desolate, and it seemed that there were not many races.
Human beings are not the most prosperous race in Tianyu, and are often suppressed by demons, demons and other races.
At that time, human beings were divided into many races of forces. In this cruel world, the competition was particularly fierce.
Human beings not only face the oppression of demons, demons and other races, but also deal with the contradictions within their own races. The major factions fight against each other, causing a lot of catastrophes.
Every time, Tianyu can set off a storm.
The Crimson Blood Race is one of the thousands of human races, and had a very prosperous history in Tianyu.
However, due to the identity of the Red-blooded race, it was once suppressed by various human races. Many human races united together and launched a war of extermination against the Red-blooded race.
This genocide war lasted for several 10 years. Although the Scarlet Blood Race was at its peak, their clansmen had extremely high talents, and their combat power was far beyond that of ordinary human martial arts.
The Scarlet Blood Race has a slogan, that is, when facing the enemy in battle, the last drop of blood must be drained. If the last drop of blood is not drained, even if the battle is defeated, it is not over.
Therefore, the Scarlet Blood Clan relied on this perseverance and belief, and with the strength of the clan, it carried the combined crusades of the various human races for 10 years.
But with two fists hard to beat with 4 hands, the Scarlet Blood Race finally failed to withstand this huge pressure. In the last crusade launched by the major human races, the Scarlet Blood Race completely fell.
The clansmen wantonly slaughter other human races, the endless territories occupied by the blood races are completely divided, and they still stick to their beliefs and fight to drain the last drop of blood.
This also led to the fact that in this battle, the Scarlet Blood Race was almost facing a crisis of extermination.
At the last juncture, the old patriarch of the Scarlet Blood Race did his best to truly drain his last drop of blood, only to save the last couple of young men and women in the family and save their lives in this battle.
These couples of young men and women watched their tribe being slaughtered one by one, blood was dripping in their hearts, and they wanted to leave their last drop of blood just like the old patriarch.
However, they had to listen to the old patriarch's request before his death. Their task in the future was to multiply and to thrive, and one day, to revitalize the Scarlet Blood Race and let the Scarlet Blood Race stand back in the heaven.
This memory in Ye Feng's mind was extremely real, as if he had experienced it personally, watching the catastrophes in the ancient times.
That kind of cruel scene made Ye Feng unable to calm down for a long time. At this moment, he was completely infected, as if he was also a member of the Scarlet Blood Clan, and his heart was full of resentment.
It was the spirit of the blood tribe, and it made Ye Feng feel admired. When fighting, he must drain the last drop of blood.
Even if he hadn't really come into contact with the Crimson-blood tribe, he could still feel the incomparable bloodiness of the opponent.
After reading this memory, Ye Feng's eyes slowly opened, but his heart was still shocked, unable to calm down for a long time.
"how are you feeling?"
The statue asked Ye Feng, and the vicissitudes of life revealed a bit of expectation.
"Senior, are you a member of the Scarlet Blood Clan?"
Ye Feng asked the statue.
"You are right. I am one of the remaining members of the Scarlet Blood Clan, a member of the Scarlet Blood Clan who has not drained the last drop of blood. Sad!"
Hearing Ye Feng's question, the old statue of the statue said sadly, and his body trembled fiercely when the last drop of blood was drained, and he seemed very excited.
"Senior, don't say that. The tasks left by the old patriarch are equally important. The Scarlet Blood Clan re-establishes itself in the heavens. It depends on you."
Ye Feng seemed to feel the excitement of this old statue, and Ye Feng couldn't help but comfort him.
"You are right, but after so many years, my Scarlet Clan still hasn't been able to get out of this world. In Tianyu, not many people know that such an ancient race once lived on this land. We , In vain as the old patriarch's entrustment!"
The old man of the statue shook his head and said, seeming to be very self-blame. Back then, they did not shed the last drop of blood for the Scarlet Clan like the tribe, but it was a knot in their hearts.
And they have been comforting the rejuvenation of the Scarlet Blood Clan, but how many years have passed now? The old man couldn't even remember it clearly. His Clan of Scarlet Blood was still the same, unable to recover to its former prosperity, and it was impossible to avenge the revenge of destroying the family.
"Senior, are other people of the Scarlet Blood Clan alive now?"
Ye Feng asked the old man at the statue. Regarding this matter, he is still more concerned about such a ancient clan ~EbookFREE.me~ he does not want to see this ancient clan completely disappear in the universe.
"Of course it is."
The old man of the statue replied that this seemed to be the last comfort for him.
"Then senior, why did you turn into a statue here?"
Ye Feng continued to ask questions, as if to solve all the mysteries.
"Back then, I was the person responsible for guarding the connection between the Scarlet Blood Clan and the outside world, because someone discovered my Scarlet Blood Clan’s shelter, and these people tried to break into it, and I started a war with these people. In the end, I killed Many of them were powerful and even almost drove them to death. In the end, I was seriously injured because of this battle. In order to punish me and the other side used some secret technique to make me a statue and build an altar forever. Absorb the blood qi from my body and help them cultivate!"
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