"Master, are you comfortable?"

"Hmmm......"

"Master, why don't you take off your animal skin skirt too, it hasn't been treated, and it smells of blood."

"No ......"

"Master, should I move more gently, I see you frowning, did I hurt you?"

"No ......"

Under the oil lamp, Ling Feng sat on a golden silk nanmu Taishi chair, and the primitive Forena stood behind the Taishi chair and massaged Ling Feng's shoulders with a pair of small hands. Ling Feng held the "Immortal Pharmacopoeia" and looked at the content on it that he didn't know, but it was difficult for him to calm down and learn the new knowledge on it.

It's hard for any man to keep his composure in such a situation, right? Not to mention reading books and learning.

Knock-knock-knock-knock

Suddenly the dull sound of a bell was remembered in the cave.

Ling Feng's heart suddenly became nervous, "Someone rang the bell, what is this going to do?" ”

"Yawn...... This is...... Sleeping ...... Yawn...... The bell ......" Vorona yawned several times in succession, and before she could finish a sentence, she fell asleep on Ling Feng's shoulder.

Say sleep and sleep, this bell seems to be a hypnotic signal, otherwise Frena, who was still very excited just now, would not fall asleep all at once. Ling Feng was originally worried that this bell was a warning bell, thinking that someone had discovered that he had invaded, or that someone had discovered Vivian and Gatosha outside. Thankfully, that's not the case.

After Vorona fell asleep, Ling Feng also let out a long sigh of relief. He was a normal man, Florena didn't even have a thread on his body, and he had to give him a massage, and he was already very restrained if he didn't go back to give her some massage. There is a limit to his resistance, and if he continues like this, he may actually do that.

Ling Feng inserted the Ageless Pharmacopoeia into the belt of the beast skin skirt, and then hugged Frenna to the bed. Looking at her sleeping peacefully, as well as her smooth body, he had a very strong impulse at this moment. But he eventually restrained himself, knowing very well that it was just his physical thoughts, not his real thoughts.

Men sometimes use their bodies to think about problems, and he is no exception.

Ling Feng covered Frenna with a quilt and looked at her deeply, "You are actually very happy here, just live here, the outside world is no longer suitable for you." In the future, we may have the opportunity to meet again. With that, he kissed Freona on the forehead and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

The next thing to do was definitely not to take her with her, and she really didn't fit to go back to the outside world to live. The reason is simple, she has now become an innocent and lovely girl, and she is no longer the godmother of the ruthless Gomorrah organization, will her enemies let her go? What will she do against those who want to kill her?

When he found her in the stone temple, Ling Feng couldn't bear to abandon her and wanted to take her away from this small island, but now it seemed that letting her stay on this island was the most correct decision.

The whole cave was silent, and there was no sound.

Ling Feng stood at the entrance of the cave and looked around for a moment, and only after making sure that it was safe did he quietly walked out. He stood on the stairs and looked down at the altar below, where the four guards were still standing like four lifeless statues.

"They can't just stand like that all the time, can they? They should have a time to change shifts, and they should be able to find an opportunity to go up and have a look. During this time, I happened to go to the patriarch's room to have a look. After pondering a little in his heart, Ling Feng made up his mind. He tiptoed to tiptoe to the top of the stairs.

At a height of about thirty meters, Ling Feng took almost ten minutes. This was probably the most dangerous stealth of his life, and with hundreds of enemy lairs, he had to be careful and cautious.

The patriarch's "house gate" is right in front of him, and like Freonna's "house gate", the entrance to the small cave is without a door, and you can enter it by raising your feet.

It is forbidden to fall in love here, diamonds can be played like glass balls, and naturally there are no thieves. There will be no ill intentions here, so there is no need for a door or anything. This also gave Ling Feng a great convenience, if the patriarch's room had a door, and then installed a password fingerprint lock or something, he wouldn't want to go in.

The small cave was quiet, with lights but no sound.

Ling Feng lowered the sound of footsteps to the lowest level, and his footsteps could barely be heard by human ears. Step by step, he sneaked into the small cave.

"I hope the bell just now will make the patriarch fall asleep too, and then it will be much more convenient. Also, if he's the Emperor Rakshasa, I'll take this opportunity to kill him! Ling Feng secretly thought in his heart, looking forward to the appearance of this kind of good thing.

The cave where the patriarch lived was almost twice as large as the cave where Frenna lived, and there were natural vents at the top of the cave, which made the temperature and air very pleasant. There is a vertical vent that even shines in a ray of moonlight, which adds a bit of mystery and nobility to the room.

The collections in this cave are also obviously much higher grade and more numerous than those in Frena's cave. At a glance, you can see valuable antique cultural relics and precious jade artifacts everywhere.

Ling Feng's gaze drifted to a bed on the side of the cave, where a man lay on the bed. The man's face was covered with a white scarf, and his face could not be seen.

"Sure enough, it's the patriarch, he sleeps with a face towel, is he sick?" Ling Feng muttered in his heart as he cautiously walked over. In his hand there was a small white porcelain vase, which contained ghost incense.

If the man lying on the bed was the Rakshasa of the Sect of Jealousy, his strength should be far above Master Tiga, and to deal with such a powerful person, the fight would definitely make a lot of noise, and that would be extremely unfavorable to him. Therefore, the use of ghost incense has become the best choice.

Using the ghost incense, Ling Feng had the confidence to deal with Achilles, let alone the Emperor Rakshasa .

Approaching step by step, it took Ling Feng almost five minutes to walk to the side of the bed.

The man on the bed was breathing evenly and showed no signs of waking up.

Ling Feng gently unscrewed the cap of the small white porcelain bottle and moved the mouth of the bottle to the underside of the man's nose, allowing him to breathe in the air mixed with the ghost incense ingredients. After a few seconds, the man's neck tilted slightly.

This was a sign that the ghost incense was working, Ling Feng closed the lid of the small white porcelain vase, and then reached out and lifted the man's face towel.

Underneath the face towel is a Hindustani face with thick black eyebrows, thick lips, and a non-linear face. He looked about fifty years old. In terms of appearance, he is the kind of mature and good-looking man with a more temperament. This kind of man is the type that attracts the most women's attention no matter what age he is.

Seeing the face of the Hindustan under the face scarf, Ling Feng was almost eighty percent sure in his heart that he was the Rakshasa of the Sect Emperor of the Sect of Jealousy.

"If you're him, then don't blame me for being ruthless, it's a scourge to keep you." A cold smile appeared on the corner of Ling Feng's mouth. He reached out and began to touch the man's body, looking for something to prove his identity.

Soon Ling Feng found a wallet, a mobile phone, and an envelope.

"You actually have a cell phone? However, if you're a Rakshasa, it's not surprising that you have a cell phone, and you have to communicate with the outside world and direct the people of the Rakshasa sect to do bad things. Ling Feng thought in his heart, he tried to wake up the sleeping phone, but was depressed to find that the phone was out of battery.

Good things and bad things always go hand in hand.

Ling Feng put the phone down, and he opened the wallet. The wallet contained some Indian rupees, some dollars and euros, and a few credits. Card. Nothing special. He wished to have an Indian ID card in his wallet, but he couldn't.

Finally, he opened the envelope and pulled out a piece of letter paper that was inside the envelope.

On the letter paper was written in the words of the Immortal Clan: You can't kill him, or your two female companions will die.

This sentence suddenly struck Ling Feng's head like a bolt of lightning, causing him to scorch from head to toe.

Although it is not written on the letter that it is intended for whom, nor is it signed, the content is already very obvious - this is what Achilles left on the patriarch to show him!

In an instant, Ling Feng's back was cold, and his fighting spirit was also destroyed. From the very beginning, he never left the surveillance of Achilles! Whether it's in China, or in England, or on this small island, his one is under Achilles' control!

In the face of such a powerful enemy, Ling Feng's heart kept echoing this voice—what should I do to fight him?

At this moment, the man lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were turquoise and deep black eyes, which were completely characteristic of a dead slave.

From Achilles' message, Ling Feng finally proved the identity of the man in front of him, he was Achilles' dead slave Emperor Rakshasa!

"We're finally meeting." Drashasa slowly sat up from the bed and smiled, "I thought you'd spend more time in Frena's room. This tribe is not allowed to fall in love, but the owner can enjoy a qiē right. Frenna, she's a pretty cute girl, isn't she? ”

The Emperor Rakshasa was not fascinated by the ghost incense at all.

Ling Feng was no longer surprised by this situation, he had the antidote to the ghost incense, and Achilles could also have it. He also realized how naïve and ridiculous his idea of using ghost incense against Achilles was.

The ancient Greek god of war, a man who has lived for more than 3,000 years and fought for more than 3,000 years, will he be the kind of three-legged cat who is drugged in a daze?

Emperor Rakshasa stepped down from the bed, "Mr. Ling, are you going to keep silent all the time?" I thought you had a lot of questions to ask. ”

Ling Feng took a deep breath, "You are the Pope of the Jealous Sect, Emperor Rakshasa ? ”

Emperor Rakshasa nodded, "Actually, you have already guessed my identity, so why bother asking?" ”

"I'm just trying to make sure." Ling Feng turned around and said, "Just now, I was about to kill you. ”

Emperor Rakshasa shook his head, "My master will not allow you to do that, so I will not die." ”

"He's here?" Ling Feng subconsciously glanced at a few corners of the cave, he had actually seen those places a long time ago, it was just an instinctive reaction. He was too nervous.

"My master will show up when he thinks it's time to show up, and I'm not worried at all." Emperor Rakshasa said lightly: "Actually, what you should be worried about is yourself, as well as your two female companions. ”

Ling Feng's heart suddenly sank.