"Feng Changqing, let me ask you again, where is the body of Qingyun Ancestor?"

Swish!

Feng Zhentian stepped out and asked coldly.

However.

Even after suffering such a ferocious blow, Feng Changqing still didn't tell the truth of the matter, he just lowered his head and remained silent.

Moreover!

In a pair of eyes, there was also a strong and decisive color......

That's it!

It seems that he is ready to die!

Seeing this scene, Feng Zhentian was even more angry, and his majestic face was also full of gloom.

"Hmph~"

"Since you refuse to tell the truth, then I can only deal with it according to the rules of the Tianfeng Tribe."

"Feng Changqing, you guarded the spirit of Qingyun Ancestor in the ancestral shrine, but you lost his body, this crime is unforgivable!"

"Someone comes, take Feng Changqing down, and choose a day to be martyred for Qingyun Ancestor......

Feng Zhentian coldly ordered.

Between words.

Two majestic clan soldiers entered the ancestral shrine, and one of them dragged Feng Changqing's arm and was about to escort him down.

"Wait!"

"Leader, spare my brother's life......

Swish!

Just as the clan soldiers were escorting Feng Changqing and preparing to leave the ancestral shrine, suddenly, a fierce figure covered in blood hurried to the ancestral shrine.

In the end, he knelt down in front of Feng Qinglei and the others......

Amazingly, Feng Yuan!

"Old Ancestor, Leader, Qingyun Old Ancestor's body disappeared inexplicably, I think there must be a reason for this."

"Although Changqing can't cultivate, he will never dare to disobey his ancestors, let alone lose his conscience and hurt the body of his ancestor."

"I can't tell, but it was really someone from the Akatsuki tribe who did it?"

"Ancestor, Feng Yuan guarantees with his life that Changqing is by no means the kind of person who is a great rebel, and I also ask Ancestor and the leader to be clear."

"Changqing, he can't cultivate, it's miserable enough, as his eldest brother, I can't watch him die for no reason."

"All his crimes, Feng Yuan is willing to bear it with all his might, please ask the ancestor and the leader to let Changqing go......

Winter!

Winter!

Winter!

……

Feng Yuan, covered in blood and scars, knelt down in front of Feng Qinglei and the others, bowing and praying frantically.

After a while, blood was dripping from his forehead.

See this scene!

Feng Changqing on the side was also greatly shaken......

"Big brother, you ......."

His eyes were moist, and his heart was deeply moved.

Meantime!

There is also a strong sense of guilt in my heart.

"Changqing, tell the truth, where did Qingyun Ancestor's body go?"

Feng Yuan said eagerly.

He was worried that if this continued, Feng Changqing would definitely die.

However!

Facing Feng Yuan's extremely earnest eyes, Feng Changqing still insisted on the original excuse.

"Qingyun Ancestor's body was snatched away by the people of the Red Moon Tribe......

He whispered.

Regarding the sacrifice of the body to the undefeated East, he could not say it, because in that case, not only would he die, but also the wind abyss would be involved.

Therefore!

He's going to bury it forever!

"Anyway, I can't cultivate in this life, I can only be a wasted person with no power, if I can save the tribe, I will bear the heinous sin."

….

"Then I, no complaints, no regrets!"

"Perhaps, that's all I can do in this life......

Feng Changqing murmured silently in his heart.

Let's talk about it.

He closed his eyes, ready for the fate of death.

Hum~

Seeing that Feng Changqing was stubborn, the anger in Feng Zhentian's chest became even stronger.

"What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and suppress the evil obstacle of Feng Changqing?"

He roared loudly.

Hear it!

The two clan soldiers were about to escort Feng Changqing away.

"Wait a minute!"

At the critical moment, the voice of wind and thunder sounded in the ancestral shrine.

"Ancestor, Feng Changqing, he lost the body of Qingyun Ancestor, the crime is extremely evil......

"I know."

"Although Qingyun Ancestor's body is lost, Feng Changqing cannot escape the blame, but for Feng Yuan's sake of interceding for him, let's spare his life."

"However, capital sins can be avoided, but living sins cannot be escaped!"

"So far, my Tianfeng tribe has sent a messenger to inspect the river of Lethe, and in a while, it will be the day when the tribe will worship the god of the Lethe River."

"In view of Feng Changqing's guilt, this seat remembers his exploits in Feng Yuan, and sends him to be the messenger of Lethe River to inspect the River of Lethe."

"When will the body of Qingyun Ancestor be recovered, and when will it be freed, otherwise, until death......

Feng Qinglei said indifferently.

What?

Lethe messenger?

Hearing this, Feng Yuan's expression suddenly changed greatly.

His eyes instantly revealed a touch of panic and fear......

Although the Tianfeng tribe does not have a clear and firm belief in the gods, it has a tradition of worshipping the god of the Lethe River.

Every ten years, the Tianfeng tribe will hold a ceremony to worship the river god, praying for good weather and no disasters for the tribe.

Now!

Ten years away, it's not far away!

As the messenger who patrols the River of Lethe, once Feng Changqing is branded, he must take on the mission of maintaining the River of Lethe.

When the time comes, he must enter the River of Lethe to clean up the corpses of the undead that have been washed away by the river.

The river of Lethe contains great terror!

Even if he has the imprint of the messenger of Lethe River and can walk in the river normally, he will be corrupted by evil spirits and resentful spirits.

Therefore!

Since ancient times, none of the Lethe envoys of the Tianfeng tribe have lived for more than ten years.

It can well be imagined.

Once Feng Changqing becomes the messenger of Lethe, he will also be eroded by the River of Lethe, and eventually die without a place to be buried.

Especially!

He was just a mortal man, without any cultivation or strength.

I'm afraid, I'll die faster!

Kaka~

At the thought of that sight, Feng Yuan clenched his fists tightly, and boundless pain erupted from his eyes......

Compared to him, Feng Changqing was very determined.

Even!

The corners of his mouth also faintly bloomed into a smile.

That's it.

It seems that he is not afraid of the punishment of becoming the messenger of Lethe, but is very excited.

"It's good to be a Lethe Emissary!"

"With the blessing of the Mark of the Lethe Envoy, I will be able to enter the River of Lethe to collect the corpses, which contain the corpses of many powerful people."

….

"Legend has it that even demigods and even true gods were buried in it!"

"If I can fish up the corpses of those strong people, when the time comes, I can use them to invite the Heavenly Messenger Dongfang to be undefeated, so as to embark on the path of cultivation."

"The River of Lethe is a nightmare for others, but for me, it is a place of great opportunity......

Feng Changqing muttered secretly.

Under his eyes, there was a faint excitement!

……

For his thoughts, Feng Qinglei and so on

People don't know.

Seeing that he kept his head down and remained silent, everyone thought that he had accepted this reality in despair.

Therefore!

Didn't do what it thought!

"Feng Changqing, this seat asks you again, where did Qingyun Ancestor's body go? If you're willing to tell the truth, I promise not to chase it."

Then.

Feng Qinglei came to the front, stared at him, and said.

Meanwhile!

In his hand, he still holds an ancient black seal......

This is the seal of Lethe inherited by the tribe!

Reputedly.

It is an artifact given to the world by the god of the Lethe River, which can represent the authority and will of the god of the Lethe River, and as long as it is imprinted, you will become a slave of the River of Lethe.

For the rest of his life, he will serve the river of Lethe!

Since ancient times.

In the Heavenly Wind Tribe, only those who have committed sins or great mistakes will be used to mark and sacrifice to the river god.

Meantime!

The seal of Lethe River also represents death!

But all the clansmen of the Heavenly Wind Tribe were extremely afraid of it......

But.

The current Feng Changqing is an exception.

Even in the face of Feng Qinglei's repeated reminders, he just shook his head and did not tell the truth of the matter.

See this scene!

Feng Qinglei was also annoyed!

"Hmph, stubborn!"

"In that case, then you will stay in the River of Lethe forever......

Let's talk about it.

Feng Qinglei directly dropped the seal of Lechuan in his hand on Feng Changqing's forehead.

"Ah~"

With the sound of pain, a large amount of blood surged from Feng Changqing's forehead, and his body trembled wildly.

Looking at Feng Yuan next to him, he couldn't bear to close his eyes......

Uh-huh~

I don't know how long it has been, but when Feng Changqing's painful screams stopped, his whole body was already paralyzed on the ground.

The complexion is pale and pale!

Furthermore.

On his forehead, there is also an ancient and mysterious mark, which seems to contain boundless evil at a glance......

Aoyama Sword Demon