Chapter 2001: Only One Word

The two of them did not have the slightest defense, after hearing this faint voice, their sweaty body hairs exploded, especially Wu Feng, he had already surveyed before with his Hundred Steps Listening to Ants Kung Fu, this place definitely did not have any sound made by a living person walking around, and when did this person appear? Can't it be that it is a top expert, even his own cultivation can't detect his existence, then this person's cultivation can already be considered heavenly.

These thoughts are just in the flash of lightning, Wu Feng immediately turned around, while turning around, the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword has been gripped in his hand, but what surprised Wu Feng is that, in addition to those living dead hanging on the cave wall, where is the decision of what expert?

"My God na …… is it haunted this is, who was talking just now?" Liao Xiaoniu suddenly feel more cold, subconsciously toward Wu Feng closer a little bit, panicked and panicked toward the surroundings to survey up, but also with Wu Feng general, in addition to those hanging on the wall of the human stem, where there is what living person.

"Don't …… don't look around …… it's …… the poor monk talking… … "That voice came again, still very weak, weak to the point where it couldn't be heard at all without listening carefully, fortunately this cave was very empty, so this voice still sounded very obvious.

Since he couldn't see anyone else, Wu Feng's sight soon fell on the living dead hanging on the wall, and finally, finally found the person who spoke just now, how could he not think that the person whose collarbone was pierced through, and who had a monster sucking blood from his back, and who had been hung up on the wall for several days, would still be able to speak.

The person who spoke was an old monk, he didn't know if it was because he looked this old after being sucked of blood and essence, or if he himself was very old, at this moment, he was turning his head, looking towards Wu Feng and Liao Xiaoniu's side, his eyes were as weak as his voice, but they were clear.

"Master …… is it you who is speaking?" Wu Feng looked towards the old monk and asked with some disbelief.

"All the people hanging on the wall here, except for the poor monk …… there should be no one who can speak ……" that old monk said still weakly.

Immediately after that, the old monk added: "Just now …… the poor monk heard the monk say that you are from Xingguo Temple …… Can this be true?"

Wu Feng quickly walked over, quickly nodded his head and said with some excitement, "Not bad, in the following is indeed from the Xing Guo Temple, this evening also met the abbot of the Xing Guo Temple, Master Mo Duan, this time came to the Guanyin Cave in order to save the Xue Ghost Doctor, the master must also be a senior monk of the Xing Guo Temple, right?"

That old monk coughed, even this action looks extremely weak, he gently inhaled a breath before he said, "Not bad …… poor monk is the monk of Xing Guo Temple, Dharma name Mo Yun …… Abbot Mo Dust is precisely the poor monk's senior brother ……"

"Master …… you …… how did you get caught here?"

Since it was Master Mo Dust's senior brother, that cultivation must not be low, it was hard to imagine that such an expert, but also ended up in such a field.

For Wu Feng to ask questions, that Master Mo Yun simply ignored it, he took another deep breath and said with some strain, "There is no need to say much in other words …… Master Mo Chuan should have told you all about what happened that day …… The poor monk also has nothing to say …… Now the poor monk only has one sentence to advise the two monks …… you …… where you came from, hurry to go from where you are …… Hurry up and go ……"