Until Chen Feng stayed in front of a house, Chen Ping also knew where he brought him.

This is the Chen Mansion, which is the Chen Mansion that Chen Ping saw in the picture of the jade plaque.

But that was the Chen Mansion a hundred years ago, and now he has changed his master this morning.

Chen Feng took Chen Ping into a small restaurant not far from this house.

From the window, you can see the yard just in time.

"Senior brought me here, are you trying to tell me something?"

Chen Feng looked at Chen Ping, a smile slowly climbed up the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "You are worthy of being their son, you are so calm."

After so long, Chen Ping refused to ask him about his parents.

Chen Ping's breathing was slightly rapid, and he naturally wanted to ask, but he also knew that some things should not be too hasty.

"You should have seen the things in the jade tablet!"

Chen Feng said lightly: "What do you think?"

What Chen Ping remembers is naturally the magical pattern.

"Senior knows the pattern?"

After Chen Ping said this, he saw Chen Feng pulling his clothes up in front of him, revealing a blurry pattern on his abdomen.

Seeing this pattern, Chen Ping's mind trembled slightly!

Chen Feng also has the same pattern on his body. The difference is that the pattern on Chen Feng's body seems to be imprisoned by something.

You should know that Chen Feng's clone is a separate individual, and the clone he cut off from his deity could not cut off the pattern.

"I used to be one of them!"

Chen Feng said lightly: "This organization is very powerful. I don't even know what they call it? I only know that they are constantly collecting the remaining souls of monks."

Chen Ping thought of what happened in the Sunshine City, and those hunters were also collecting the remaining souls of the monks.

Chen Feng continued: "In addition to the human cultivators, they also collect the souls of the demon cultivators, and they don't let go of the souls of the mysterious beasts," he said.

"When I entered Tianshan Gate to practice, I didn't understand this very well. As my talent became more and more outstanding, they valued me more and more, and I knew more."

Chen Ping asked in an instant, "Senior, does Tianshan Gate also belong to this organization?"

Chen Feng shook his head and said, "No, this organization is almost always full of geniuses!"

"In the Tianshan Gate, only a few monks belong to this organization, but these people controlled the Tianshan Gate."

Chen Ping took a breath. Although a second-rate sect does not belong to this organization, the people of this organization controlled a second-rate sect.

What exactly do they want to do?

"After I discovered their secret back then, I almost got along with them!"

Chen Ping now understands that it was because of this that Chen Feng was framed and slaughtered by the Tianshan Gate.

In fact, it is not considered a frame-up. Chen Feng did slaughter the entire Chen family, just because the Chen family also belongs to this organization.

"Why do you want to escape from this organization?"

Chen Ping couldn't understand. With Chen Feng's qualifications, if he stayed in this powerful organization with peace of mind, he might go further. Why would he escape?

Chen Feng smiled bitterly and said, "I participated in the destruction of the Wasteland clan in that year!"

When the Wasteland was exterminated, Chen Ping's expression changed. Even if he was a foreigner, he knew what shocked the Zhongzhou continent.

The Wasteland is a ethnic group. It was very strong back then and was close to the human race.

It’s just that this group has very few people, but because of its strong bloodline, it is highly valued.
Chapter completed!