Chapter 893 (2/2)

Wu Long's face changed, pondered for a moment, waved decisively and said, ”go and invite the great wizard right away, come on!”

The area of the temple is not large, only about 200 square meters, but it is nearly six meters high. It is made of black strip stones. It looks mysterious and depressing.

Chu fan walked into the temple with purple smoke and found that the walls around the temple were inlaid with bronze beast lamps. He didn't know what lamp oil was used, but there was a faint smell of sandalwood.

On the altar directly in front, there is a huge bronze statue. The bronze statue is a tall, burly and majestic general, wearing armor and holding a golden sword in his hand.

If it is not as like as two peas, it is a real dragon soul sword. This discovery suddenly aroused his great interest in the temple. Who is this man?

”Crash! Crash!”

A harsh chain sound came. Chu fan subconsciously turned his head and saw that in the corner, a woman wearing a long white shirt and hair, like a female ghost, hobbled over.

Her hands and feet were locked by thick chains. According to Chu fan's visual observation, these two chains alone weighed at least 30 kilograms. They were too thick, just like a child's arms.

But her hands and feet were chained, and she even held a rag in her hand, as if Chu fan didn't exist. She walked in front of them and wiped the road they had stepped on again.

”She is the saint you are looking for.” Ziman bit his lips and whispered in Chu fan's ear.

She was so poor that in her memory, the poor Saint had been like this when she first came to the temple to worship. I don't know how she survived all these years.

Chu fan unkempt that although as like as two peas in the hair, Chu can see her appearance through the gap between her hair. It looks just like Tang Qin son, but she is much older than Tang Qin, and her hair is all white.

Just as the patriarch Wu Long took people into the temple, the dragon soul sword inserted outside the door suddenly flew in and fell into Chu fan's hand. Wu long watched Chu fan swing a sword with a ”clang”, and the chains on the saint's hands and feet were cut off and fell to the ground.

”I'm sorry I'm late.” Chu fan sobbed with wet eyes.

It's terrible that she was imprisoned in this way for more than 20 years. How did she get through all these years? What do you have to eat? Where do you live? Chu fan saw that there was no bed or bedding here. It was a miracle that she could still live.

Tang Lian slowly raised her head and looked at the strange young man. She didn't know who he was or why he wanted to save her. She wanted to ask, but she hadn't spoken for twenty years. She couldn't speak.

”Clang!”

Chu fan threw down the dragon soul sword, came forward, grabbed her thin hands and said excitedly, ”my name is Chu fan. It's your son-in-law, your mother and your daughter. They're all coming. They're on the way. They'll be there soon.”

As soon as the voice fell, Song Wen arrived with Tang Feifei.

As soon as she saw Tang Lian, Tang Feifei's tears couldn't stop, but Song Wen took a bad breath, grabbed a roast chicken and ate it.

Chu fan grabbed the roast chicken and scolded in a low voice, ”I know to eat. Go and pick up Feifei's grandmother.”

”Give me the roast chicken first.”

”Don't talk nonsense. When it's over, I'll give you ten roast chickens.”

”That's what you said. I want ten roast pheasants.”

”I see. I'll go up the mountain and catch it myself, and then bake it for you, okay?”

”It's almost the same.” Song Wen smiled and turned and disappeared without a trace.

This scene frightened Wu Long and others who came in. Who are these people? Why come and go without a trace?

On the other side, Tang Feifei finally couldn't help it. She screamed her mother, threw herself into Tang Lian's arms and burst into tears. And Tang Lian, at the moment she saw Tang Feifei, her eyes didn't leave, and she didn't even dare to blink. She was afraid that Tang Feifei would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Until she hugged Tang Feifei, she was convinced that it was not a dream, but true.

”Female... Daughter...” Tang Lian's voice is hoarse and her pronunciation is not clear, just like a mute trying to learn pronunciation.

A good man was tortured like this. These hard hearted guys have to kill them.

Chu fan stooped to pick up the dragon soul sword, pointed to Wu Long and others opposite, and angrily said, ”who imprisoned my mother-in-law? Say!”

”Well... Stop your anger, young Xia. It's a matter...” Wu Long was startled and even his explanation became incoherent.

Just at this time, a thin old man in black robe and holding a wooden staff came in. Behind him, he was followed by the two winged ghost Jiao with open teeth and claws. Needless to ask, this must be the great wizard of the moon worship sect.

”Who are you? Dare to come to worship the moon god?” the great wizard's eyes were sinister. His eyes fell on the dragon soul sword in Chu fan's hands. His eyes suddenly became wild. ”It's really the dragon soul holy sword. Leave the sword and you can roll.”