What should I do if the big guy likes the villain

Chapter 198 Thrilling Survival (52)

There are many small things and many clothes in the dark room. Shi Feng noticed that one of them was exactly the same style as the clothes worn by Mrs. Stone Statue.

She didn't fiddle with the things inside, but just took a look first, then opened a drawer, and a dark compartment suddenly appeared on the wall.

Shi Feng didn't expect it, she blinked and walked over, there was a pair of beautiful rings inside.

Take a closer look, and there are a few words engraved on it: eternal life.

After hesitating for a moment, Shi Feng took out two pairs of rings.

Suddenly the sharp wind blade swept over, Shi Feng rolled on the ground, and a dull sound sounded, she looked back, and saw a small wooden carving knife embedded in the wall.

Before the attack was over, Shi Feng nimbly avoided the knife flying out of the dark grid and stood at a dead angle.

"...The star is 130 years old, and I was just born."

Shi Feng's sudden distraction made her understand what Leng was saying, and she hurriedly asked: "Xing Sui?"

He hummed coldly: "The age of the stars is the calendar of my hometown, which is similar to the year of this era."

Shi Feng still wanted to ask, but the knife in the dark room stabbed Ye Mingzhu, and the clear and crisp sound of broken jade sounded in an instant, stimulating people's eardrums.

Shi Feng turned sideways, felt the passageway from memory, and stepped out.

Walking into the passage, Shi Feng did not forget to ask: "Where is your hometown?"

"Well, I forgot, the memory is interrupted, it's hard to look up." Leng said bluntly.

Shi Feng was taken aback, Leng had someone else interfere with his memory like her?
After exiting the passage, Shi Feng tapped her toes and pressed against the wall to stand on the floor. She restored everything to its original state.

Turning around, he saw the sculptor.

The sculptor was dressed in a black robe like a witch, with his hands hanging down from the sleeves, exposing withered skin.

"It's wrong to trespass here." The sculptor said word by word.

"It's even more wrong to take things from the master's house without consent. Vulgar things!" The sculptor was angry, but his expression was only calm, as if he was suppressing his disgust and anger.

"Are you noble if you make your wife look like a living dead?" Shi Feng took a few steps forward, and the feathers in her hair fell down lightly.

The sculptor didn't speak for a while, his eyelids drooped weakly due to aging, covering one-third of the pupils, and those muddy brown eyes stared straight at Shi Feng, like a lifelike and vicious doll that wouldn't move.

Shi Feng glanced at the window of the room on the right from the corner of his eye, but it didn't open.

She calculated it, ran over by herself, and it would take a few seconds to open the window and jump away.

Having never seen the engraver's attack, Shi Feng didn't know how strong he was, so if he continued in such a stalemate, it might cause accidents.

After thinking about it this way, Shi Feng didn't go there after all, and she thought of a problem that was still fatal-whether the window could be opened or not.

And once she ran over, it was equivalent to showing her fragile back.

So she said, "Great sculptor, if you have any difficulties, maybe we can help you."

The sculptor was full of disdain, and his tone became more and more depressed: "You broke into this place and destroyed my things. This is an unforgivable crime."

"More and more people will come here soon, will they also be unpardonable?" Shi Feng opened his lips.

She really couldn't figure out why the system summoned so many people to the grotto. If they were united, everyone's destructive power could be gathered to completely destroy this place.

After all, dogs will jump over the wall when they are in a hurry, and people may tear down the house if they are in a hurry.

"Of course." The sculptor said in a deep voice, and then he spread his hand, revealing the left hand that had been hidden in the sleeve.

In the palm of his hand is a half-body clay figurine from the waist up, which looks very delicate, and the shape of the hair strands looks very realistic.

(End of this chapter)