"Yeah?" Tang Feng heard the mystery hidden in the old man's words and couldn't help but wonder: "Is it possible that the senior and the Zhan family..."
"It's all thanks to the Zhan family that I'm in this situation!" The old man said coldly, "If it weren't for those sinister bastards from the Zhan family, how could I have been led into this desperate situation and trapped for hundreds of years!"
Tang Feng's heart moved when he heard this. He didn't know much about Shumi Group 4∴8065 years ago, but he knew one of them.
Then the decline of the Duan family in Xiling! With the strength of the Zhan family, they even resorted to tricks to lure this old man here. It is conceivable that the old man's strength back then was definitely not low.
His strength is not low, and his background is naturally not bad. If he is from a small family with three religions and nine ranks, the Zhan family will not bother to lure him into a trap.
Tang Feng looked solemn and asked, "May I ask Senior Gao's name?"
He asked this question three days ago, but the old man didn't answer. It's just that Tang Feng vaguely thought of something now, so he had to ask again.
The old man frowned and glanced at Tang Feng. Seeing the seriousness on his face, he couldn't help but said slowly: "I, Duan Wuyou, was the head of the Duan family in Xiling a hundred years ago!"
Sure enough! This old man is indeed a member of the Duan family, and he was also the head of the Duan family a hundred years ago!
Although he didn't talk much to the old man, the information revealed from inside and outside all pointed out that he was the master of the Duan family back then, but Tang Feng didn't expect that his identity was that of the head of the family.
And what he sighed just now was probably because the Duan family was gone.
"Junior Tang Feng, I have met Senior Duan!" After knowing this person's identity, Tang Feng did not dare to make excuses, so he quickly bowed and saluted.
Duan Wuyou doubted why Tang Feng was so respectful.
"The junior does not know the identity of the senior. I have offended you before. Please don't blame me, senior."
"You... are related to my Duan family?" Duan Wuyou thought about it, and only this reason could explain Tang Feng's current attitude.
Feng nodded, "When this junior entered the Xutian Palace, he met a descendant of his senior by chance and received a lot of help from him."
"Is there anyone alive in the Duan family?" Duan Wuyou's turbid eyes flashed suddenly. He originally thought that the Duan family was completely gone. With the methods of the Zhan family, they were afraid that they would be wiped out after he disappeared.
But I didn't expect that although the Duan family in Xiling was in decline, there was still blood left.
"Yes, there are more than 20 people, but their current situation is not very good." Tang Feng recalled what Duan Xilou told him, and couldn't help feeling a little sad.
"Okay, okay!" Duan Wuyou was still crying, "As long as Jue doesn't die, it will be fine. God will not destroy our Duan family!"
After saying that, he turned to Tang Feng and said: "Little friend, give me some food! I can't die yet!"
Tang Feng was stunned, and couldn't help but hesitate on his face. Although he knew that the old man in front of him was Duan Xilou's ancestor, he could learn from past mistakes and learn from future events. If he fed him and became ferocious, Tang Feng would not be able to resist it.
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However, after thinking about it for a moment, Tang Feng still took some yaoxing mild spiritual fruits from the Phantom Space. Because this was Duan Xilou's elder anyway, and he was not cruel by nature. Although he had attacked him before, he could not
That's because he doesn't know his identity and is too hungry.
Now that Duan Xilou is involved, he will not take action again. Moreover, Tang Feng also has his own plan. If he can really rescue this century-old monster, judging from his strength and hatred towards the Zhan family,
The good days of the Zhan family are probably coming to an end.
Facing the spirit fruit handed over by Tang Feng, Duan Wuyou was not polite and took it directly, stuffed it all into his mouth in two or two, and swallowed it whole.
These spiritual fruits are all picked from the Flower and Grass Palace. They are not strong in yaoxing and are perfect for wrapping the belly.
After taking the spirit fruit into his stomach, a touch of blood appeared on Duan Wuyou's pale and dry face in just a few seconds. After using his energy to resolve the effects of the drug, not only did the old man's complexion become much better, but his dry skin also became clearer.
It has some luster.
It seems that this life will not be changed for the time being.
Tang Feng didn't give him more to eat. After all, he hadn't eaten for an unknown amount of time. If he ate too much, it would be bad.
It wasn't until Duan Wuyou let out a breath of filthy breath and slowly opened his eyes that Tang Feng said, "Senior, let's get out of here quickly."
"Leave?" Duan Wuyou glanced at Tang Feng, shook his head and said, "Do you think this formation is really so easy to break? That won't keep me, Duan Wuyou, for a hundred years."
"Didn't Senior say before that you know the way to crack it? Could it be that..." Tang Feng's heart suddenly thought, wondering if this old weirdo was deceiving him. This joke was too big.
"I do know, but if you want to break the formation, you have to wait until I regain my full strength."
"How long will it take?" Tang Feng asked.
"As little as seven or eight days, as long as a month..." At this point, Duan Wuyou's expression also changed, and he asked in a deep voice: "My dear friend, how many days has it been since the Xutian Palace opened this time?"
The old guy has been trapped here for hundreds of years, and he has obviously forgotten the law that the Xutian Palace can only be opened for a month. If he really had to wait for him to regain his full strength, I am afraid that the Xutian Palace would have been closed long ago.
"It's been twenty-seven days..." Tang Feng's mouth was filled with bitterness.
It will take Duan Wuyou at least seven or eight days to return to his peak, but time waits for no one. How can Tang Feng afford it?
"There are still three days..." Duan Wuyou was stunned. He had just seen a glimmer of hope, but it was instantly shattered. Even his mind was a little unable to bear this kind of blow, and his face couldn't help but turn pale for a moment.
"Can the recovery time be shortened? Can I use spirit yao and spirit stones to assist?" Tang Feng asked.
"It's possible to simply restore your skills." Duan Wuyou's face looked gloomy, "But I have been trapped for a hundred years and my life is running out. If I only restore my skills, my chances of survival will be slim and I will still be unable to break the formation."
This is understandable. If you exert too much force when breaking the formation and die all at once, then what's the point of breaking the formation?
It's already a miracle that Duan Wuyou can survive here for a hundred years. You can imagine how much the vitality in his body has been consumed. In other words, if Tang Feng doesn't come, he will die in two or three months at most.
And even if he could get out this time, he wouldn't live long. A hundred years of consumption cannot be replenished by some spiritual fruits, and even the best elixirs can only extend his life for a year and a half.
Having said this, both the old and the young couldn't help but feel a little disheartened. Duan Wuyou's face turned gloomy, he shook his head and sighed: "It's God's will!"
If Tang Feng had appeared here when the Xutian Palace opened, Duan Wuyou could still have gone out, but now, everything is at a loss. But this is the Eighth Heaven Palace after all. How could Tang Feng come all the way down like this?
We'll be there soon. Even if we arrive, we may not be able to enter this migratory formation.
