C88 (2/2)

”Child, my child!” A voice echoed in Qin Feng's ears. Qin Feng suddenly woke up. He was standing in a pitch-black void, while Sha Sheng and the demon were imprisoned in the air, unconscious. At the end of the void, there was a translucent head. It was incomparably large, and even though it was very far away, Qin Feng could only see its eyes. Even his pupils had a faint golden hue to them.

”Where is this place?” Who are you? What are you going to do to my friend? ” Qin Feng said in a daze. He didn't know why, but he couldn't get rid of the tiredness in his mind.

”This?” This is my dream. You crawled into my body, into my dream. Child, what happened to you? Where are our people? ” The head asked excitedly, causing even the air to leak with traces of cracks, emitting a faint suction force.

”Clan members?” Qin Feng's head felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over it. He immediately became clear-headed and looked at the huge eyes in front of him. He rubbed his nose and said softly: ”I don't know, I don't know who they are, but when I woke up, I didn't even know what I am. I lost my memory.”

”Child, have you lost your memories?” The head said in shock, ”Damn it, all of our clansmen must have died, must have lost their memories? No wonder you're so small, like a disgusting human being, oh child! Your blood seems to have a royal quality to it, child. ”In my hands.”

A light golden hand was placed in front of Qin Feng. Qin Feng knew that the head in front of him must be the archaic saint, and that the blood in his body must be the blood of an Archaic tribe member. He was obviously not an ancient saint, why did he help him? As Qin Feng thought this, he stepped into the palm of the big hand. One by one, faint golden threads passed through Qin Feng's body like vines. Qin Feng felt numb. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't good either.

”What!?” ”How could that be!” A cry of surprise rang in Qin Feng's ears. Desolate Body, Ancient Sacred Blood? Just what is your identity as an ancient member of the clan? Could it be us, the ancient kings? ”

Qin Feng's heart also thumped. He didn't know what sort of body he had or what blood he had. He could only nod and say, ”I don't know, I think so. I have lost my memory.”

”That can't be right, it can't be our king. Our king's child has already betrayed him, haha, I really don't know what you are, but it doesn't matter, all of us archaic race must have died, and only the souls of a few old fellows are left alive.” the voice laughed, and then pondered.

Qin Feng didn't mind. After all, his fate was in the hands of others.

”Little guy!” Tell me, what is the remembrance of the Archaic Race? Even if you have lost your memories, you should still remember it! ” The head suddenly said calmly.

”Read it?” Qin Feng couldn't help but break out in cold sweat. He wasn't a member of the Archaic Race. If he answered wrongly, he would die without a burial!

Just when Qin Feng was feeling anxious, a voice that couldn't be heard suddenly reached his ears: ”Primordial is respected! The Heavens are too powerful, but the Earth is too ancient! ” Her voice was very low, and it was hard to tell if it was a man or a woman. The head clearly didn't hear her, so Qin Feng clenched his teeth and went all out. The Heavens are too powerful, but the Earth is too ancient! ”

”Alright!” There was a deafening sound, and Qin Feng knew he passed another trial. Child, I'll teach you the Archaic secret technique right now. Since you lost your memories, I hope that you can truly display the power of my Archaic secret technique to the extreme! for Gu! ”

Qin Feng nodded resolutely, even though he didn't know what this ”big head” was talking about.

He continued writing and writing. There were a few chapters that came out!