Chapter 331: Someone Avenges Me?

"Why practic?" A voice suddenly sounded, and the ethereal timbre could not tell whether the speaker was male or female, and the source of the sound was even more nowhere to be found, as if it was in the head or in the ear.

Han Feng, who had already fallen asleep, seemed to be woken up by this low-volume question, and opened his eyes with difficulty, and the white picture in front of him made him fall into a dilemma, confused, unknown, and chaotic, and they were competing in his eyes, "Where is this?"

Han Feng didn't answer that question, or the sudden change in circumstances made him not have the heart to answer the question and answer that he didn't hear clearly, and he managed to support his tired body in horror, and he didn't realize that the exhaustion in his whole body had quietly disappeared.

At this moment, he was running around, looking left and right, but in the spacious field of vision, there was no trace of climbing the stairs, not to mention the figure of Elder Yang, the surroundings were miserable, even if he stepped on his feet, it was not a dirt floor, it was more like a white gray cloud, this situation was like the last time he was teleported to the Thousand Gullies Wilderness by Bi Haisheng with a short-distance teleportation array, but the difference was that he was alone at the moment.

"You don't care where this is, just answer the question in front of you, you, why, practice?" The traceless, ethereal voice echoed in this strange space again, and the miserable white space in his eyes was like a Grand Canyon, and the voice continued to echo in this space, one after another, a slight ripple rose in the air.

Shaking his body out of control, spinning in place like a spinning top, even though Han Feng was sober at the moment, he still couldn't hear where this sound came from.

"Question, why do I practice?" Han Feng was by no means a person who gave up lightly, but after more than a dozen struggles, he could only shake his head in the end, and chose to give up helplessly, and then thought about the problem that the voice said, it seemed that this question had become the most critical part of whether he could get out of trouble at the moment.

"For revenge!"

Without thinking much about it, the answer had already blurted out, almost making people laugh, but looking at Han Feng's sincere and angry expression, even the answer that seemed like a joke in the eyes of others gradually became solid and heavy, and quietly added some weight to the words 'for revenge', making it look like a joke.

The simple four words were deeply ingrained and indelible in Han Feng's mind since he traveled to the Cloud Continent and learned that there was such a powerful race as a monk.

"No, that's not the purpose of your cultivation, your revenge, someone has already avenged you. Han Feng couldn't see the face of the owner of the voice, but when he heard the voice that suddenly rose an octave of decibels, and it was mixed with a strong sense of dissatisfaction, he could occasionally describe in his mind what the owner of the voice looked like at this time.

That person must be a standard two-dimensional fat house, Han Feng was sure in his heart, because that person's voice was very similar to the neutral character in the two-dimensional one. Now, because the person was not satisfied with his answer, the thick fat accumulated on his face must have gathered in the middle, and it must have looked like a rotten winter melon, Han Feng thought in his heart.

It's just that the second half of the words suddenly beat Han Feng out of his speculation, and the whole person was like being devoured by thunder, and he froze in place stupidly, as if he had turned into a scarecrow without thought and flesh, and the words that made him unbelievable kept echoing in his mind.

ps: Brothers, this chapter is very short...