Not to mention whether the living doll will make the supernatural community crazy. At least the field team in front of us was shocked and wanted to have two brains to understand this thoroughly. Intelligent living organisms need to be supported by souls, even puppets are no exception. Being able to make a doll lively out of thin air is just like telling humans that their ancestors are not apes or dolphins, they are all things that can subvert the three views.

Even Lin Yingkong, who specializes in soul magic, couldn't help but secretly fainted when Fei Rong and the others brought a villager in Zunwu Village to study the three souls and seven spirits of this person. As soon as he turned around, he found that the minister who should have been quietly thinking was gone!

"Where is the minister?" Lin Yingkong stopped Zhu Mengtian, who was planning to use a sword on the villagers and asked.

Zhu Mengtian, who was stopped, was very depressed, "Assistant Lin, ask me?" It seems that you are the person who usually follows the minister like a conjoined baby?

Lin Yingkong knew that he didn't know anything about it when he heard him say this. He smiled at him with a smile and went out to find someone, leaving Zhu Mengtian to be creepy by his smile - it wasn't that he couldn't see the minister, why did he smile so terrible?!

As a result, after walking around the house, Lin Yingkong returned to the original place, but still didn't see his own minister. E Jingbai, who tried to attack Cheng Xiaodai's experiment, caught a glimpse of him, who was usually smiling, frowned at this moment, and suddenly realized something was wrong, and stood up and said, "Assistant Lin, have you not found the minister?"

"...Hmm." Lin Yingkong responded concisely, but dark colors slowly oozed out of his black pupils.

Feng Rong is definitely not the kind of person who will disappear on his own during the mission. His sudden departure only means that he found some clues and needed to investigate them personally, but...

Lin Yingkong knew that since entering Zunyu Village, Feng Rong had been suppressing a sense of anxiety disturbed by anxiety. He had done a lot of homework before, so he hoped that the minister would not bring his sense of ambition to him before taking this task. As long as he was there, he would always guard him... But he prepared thousands of preparations. Lin Yingkong did not expect that he was just a moment of negligence. Feng Rong was not silly and he left behind his work assistant and partner in field missions, and didn't know what to do alone!

——Since Lin Yingkong became his assistant, Feng Rong has always tried to leave him like this!

And while Lin Yingkong was brewing a storm, Feng Rong was at the place they came to at noon - Fengshentai.

He came here alone, and walked slowly and calmly, step by step to the black and red temple without any obstacles.

At this time, dusk has arrived, and the setting sun drags its orange tail and falls down, dyeing the entire temple extremely brightly, as if the master of the Fengshen Tower is still stationed in it, looking down at his people in a divine manner. But naturally, it has long lost its master here. After the sunset sets, all the glorious outer robes will be torn to pieces, leaving only a man in deep clothes and wide sleeves facing everyone, facing the Fengshen Tower is independent, his standing posture is like a saint who is waiting for his god the most devoutly, waiting for the faith in his heart for thousands or hundreds of years, but... but his back is very lonely, full of hope and despair, as if he is waiting for a promise that will never be promised.

Feng Rong stopped near Fengshentai and stood and looked at Kong Ling's back. Until the sun set off west closed its psychedelic light, Kong Ling seemed to have completed a mission that he had to do every day, slowly relaxed his straight backbone and turned around to look at the uninvited guests behind him.

There are several steps in front of the temple. They stood above and below the steps, one high and one low. Feng Rong was in a downward posture, but he did not feel uncomfortable to greet each other's condensing and scrutinizing eyes. When he spoke, his voice was low, and there were birds roaring around him, as if he was startled, "Is that the divine servant who brought people to flatten the country of Zunou, are you?"

He asked very naturally and bluntly, using a straightforward tone that he just asked the other party what he had eaten tonight. Kong Ling looked at him for a long time in the sunlight that had not yet dissipated, and there was no special emotion when answering, "So what?"

Feng Rong understood that since he introduced them to Zunyu Village, Kong Ling had no longer had a concealed attitude. He was not surprised when he heard this, and just said, "Are you staying here?"

"I can't go anywhere," Kong Ling straightened her spine that had just relaxed a little, and her feet remained steady, like a tree rooted here, "I only belong to this place."

Feng Rong said, "I thought you were only loyal to the Son of God."

"But the Son of God belongs to this land," Kong Ling lowered her eyes slightly, her eyes both nostalgic and resentful. "He dedicated everything to this land." He and the people who once lived here were even willing to die calmly for them in the end. He was not unhappy, but he still belonged to the Son of God, so he could only belong to this vast land with the Son of God.

"So you are guarding this place for him, starting from the demise of the kingdom of Zunou?"

"What I want to guard is him - as long as the Son of God is still there, the kingdom of Juan will last forever." Kong Ling said, his pronunciation is very powerful, his voice is very clear, with a sense of ethereality that is like a turning of the valley, but his eyes have the meaning of brokenness of the years of ruthlessly cutting down. If it weren't for this, I'm afraid no one would believe that such a person who looked like he was only over twenty years old last year had lived here for thousands of years, just to... guard the empty worship platform behind him.

Feng Rong did not express any opinions on his stubbornness and changed the topic: "The people here... were all made by him?"

He used the word "do", and Kong Ling was not surprised, but just curled her eyebrows and eyes, and her face full of classical beauty was a bit dark and bleak by the dusk. "No, he has never done these things before."

Feng Rong seemed to be unable to hear the coldness in his words, and asked again: "So what are you?" and "these things"?

Kong Ling paused this time, and then she smiled hastily, full of sarcasm and self-mockery, "Yes, I am the same as these things... like them, I have received the favor of the Son of God, but I did not appear by his side when he needed it most!" Even though he had stepped on the country of Zunpiao in one fell swoop, the regret of losing never tortures him for a moment in a thousand years!

Feng Rong raised his eyebrows slightly, "The entire Zunyu Village... or the Zunyu Country, there is no living person?"

"Man?" Kong Ling turned his head slightly, "Like the Son of God, a person with a heart, a red blood?" His adjective was actually a bit weird, but Feng Rong nodded. Kong Ling's smile, which was so sharp that even her face would be pierced, slowly faded. He said, "No," his eyes dazed for a moment, "The Son of God said that he would turn me into a real human being, but he did not do it."

Feng Rong said: "He is dead?"

"He's dead," Sora Ling said, "but he'll be back."

"Treat alive and peel it alive, and eat it all..." Feng Rong repeated the ending of the Son of God that Mr. Yori said in his sudden sharp eyes, "How do you know he will come back?"

Kong Ling was silent for a while, then she smiled, but the smile didn't look like a smile, full of dark and cold breath of the night, "You noticed it, from the moment you came to this place, there was a sense of resonance."

Feng Rong's eyebrows and eyes moved, "What is that?" What is the sense of threat and resonance that he could not feel even in front of the Lords of all walks of life?

"That's the Son of God," Kong Ling mentioned him, and a glimmer flashed through her eyes. It was a joy of chasing her lifelong faith, which was so frighteningly frenzy, "That's the Son of God calling you."

"Why summon me?" Feng Rong asked, "What do you...or him, want from me?"

Kong Ling said, "Get? What are you one ten thousandth of the Son of God? It is your honor to see you, so why do you show such an expression?" This seemed to be on guard, but also calmed down with a disdainful and unhappy expression, as if you were holding everything between the fists and palms.

"Maybe I have no blessing to receive such an honor," Feng Rong said calmly, "The Son of God is really not dead? Is he always in seclusion because he is seriously injured? He needs something to recover?"

He said several questions in a row, but they all sounded like they were saying statements. Kong Ling's brow subconsciously moved slightly to the middle, "The Son of God is forever." He used a word that was the same as when he just described the kingdom of Zunou.

Feng Rong ignored this and stared at him with concentration for a while, "What the Son of God wants is very special, so it has not been restored until now? There is something in me that he must get, what is it? Spiritual power, or soul? In addition, you have never left this place, and I don't think that the barrier outside will be released casually. Why do you know my existence?" Even if he is the minister of the Spiritual Law Enforcement Department, as a newly emerging force, the Spiritual Security Bureau cannot be very famous in such a place hidden outside the world, and more importantly, Zunyu Village is no longer as simple as hiding outside the world. I am afraid that Kong Ling doesn't even know what the Spiritual Security Bureau is. Feng Rong said while speculating, and finally shook his head, "No, you can't know, and you can't be so coincidental that he was waiting for me to come here. So who told you that I will come?"

Sora Ling didn't answer, "I don't think you need to know these things."

The non-negative answer has shown everything. Feng Rong filtered all the clues in his mind, and had some clues in his mind, but he needed more evidence to verify them. However, he did not seem to be in a hurry to ask and suddenly said, "Where is the Son of God?"

Kong Ling's expression suddenly became alert, "What do you want to do?"

Feng Rong looked at the Fengshentai behind him, put his hands in his pants pockets, and even seemed very calm. "Didn't he want something? I'll deliver it to him. Should Mr. Kong Ling refuse?"

Kong Ling seemed to have reacted, her chin raised slightly, with a kind of pride that was indulged without any scruples, as if his god was still smiling and staring at him behind him, giving him the confidence to despise everything without reservation, "Of course I won't refuse, but do you think you can beat the Son of God?"

Feng Rong refused to say anything, "In your eyes, your Son of God will naturally be invincible." However, in his opinion, he finally died on a person who was just an ant to him.
Chapter completed!