Chapter 677 Do you believe that the Divine Faith Fruit was stolen?



Chapter 677 677. Do you believe that the Divine Faith Fruit was stolen?

Leng Xiu's words made Xia Feng's nerves twitch. He subconsciously raised his hand to press his temples, and his mind began to become dazed.

Ding~

However, with the sound of a crisp bell, a candlelight seemed to light up in the darkness deep in his soul, and his headache quickly subsided, and the strange discomfort faded away.

What's wrong with me? Xia Feng looked inward at his soul in confusion and quickly realized the problem.

It's memory.

He just vaguely recalled his memories from when he was 12 to 14 years old, but they quickly faded away.

Thinking of this, Xia Feng looked at Cha Naixue.

I saw Cha Nai Xue's face turned pale, and she looked stunned. She murmured in a lost voice: "I remember it now."

"What did you remember?" Xia Feng narrowed his black pupils. He vaguely remembered that from the age of 12 to 14, he and Cha Naixue had a very good relationship and often played together.

But now that he remembered all the other memories, he only had a vague impression of these three years. What's worse, he didn't even remember such an important thing as the extermination of the Cha family?

Cha Naixue looked up in shock and looked at Xia Feng: "My real purpose in joining the Black Moon Church was to investigate the truth behind the genocide. But for some reason, I forgot this original intention."

Over the years, she only remembered that she had to continuously improve her strength and enhance her status within the Black Moon Church. This had quietly become her obsession, but she never thought about why she had such an obsession.

Now, after hearing the conversation between the apostle and Holy Pastor Anji outside, the vague memories in her mind became clear again.

"So you mean that the Cha family was exterminated by the Black Moon Church?" Xia Feng said in a puzzled voice.

"I only vaguely remember a connection, but I can't recall the specific circumstances of the night of the genocide." Cha Naixue shook her head, her brow furrowed. "It seems like someone has tampered with my memory."

Xia Feng glanced at her pale face, patted her shoulder and asked no more questions. He just frowned and fell into deep thought.

It seems that childhood memories do contain many secrets.

Perhaps we can start from the Cha family genocide case to find out the truth behind his amnesia.

Outside, Anji Shengmu was also a little surprised after hearing Leng Xiu's words. His cloudy eyes suddenly stared back at the safe house, flashing a dangerous cold light.

Cha Naixue recovered and raised her purple eyes slightly: "I can tell you the specific whereabouts of the fire, but in exchange, Anji Shengmu, you need to rescue all four of us."

Anji narrowed his eyes slightly, did not answer, but looked at the three apostles on the other side.

Leng Xiu shook his head and smiled, "I've already promised to help His Excellency Sheng Mu escape from Black Moon City, and I won't go back on my word. After we leave Black Moon City, we'll work together to break the seal on this tortoise shell. Your Excellency Sheng Mu can search Chanaixue's soul memory as he wishes."

As he spoke, his bloodshot eyes darted towards the safe house, "Just leave her and the other three's beautiful bodies to us."

Seeing how cooperative these Burning Angel disciples were, the gray-robed old woman nodded in satisfaction and grinned. However, her shriveled face with wrinkles and dark spots, coupled with the slightly dim and hazy light, made her smile inexplicably creepy.

She flipped her palm, and a red-gold token emerged from her palm.

It was the Sumeru Token.

However, unlike Xia Feng's Black King Token, this token was glowing with a divine red light, which was extremely dazzling.

Fencheng's golden eyes instantly locked onto the object, and a radiant light shone in his pupils, as if he was verifying the authenticity of the object.

Not long after, he nodded and looked at Leng Xiu, indicating that it was okay and he could take out the Divine Faith Fruit.

Leng Xiu grinned, raised his hand, and a blood cross flashed on the back of his hand.

At the same time, Xia Feng clenched his right hand, and as the cross-shaped light appeared on the back of his hand, a platinum-colored fruit shaped like a mango jumped out of thin air and fell into his palm.

The fiery red runes on the peel swirled around, and a terrifying divine aura rushed straight to Xia Feng's face.

God's Faith Fruit!

However, Xia Feng didn't have time to observe it any further, so he threw the fruit into the Na Shi space and hid it.

Outside, Leng Xiu looked at the back of his hand with some confusion, and then he thought again, and blood suddenly appeared on the back of his hand!

But nothing emerged.

He secretly swallowed his saliva, not believing in evil, and suddenly clenched his fist and shouted: "Show it!"

After two seconds of silence.

A faint trace of sweat appeared on his forehead, making his already pale face even paler. He raised his eyes and met Anji Shengmu's indifferent and turbid eyes, then silently looked away.

Once again activate the spiritual weapon, Blood Breath Seal!

In vain, useless!

"Dong--" The Black Moon Scepter tapped lightly on the floor tiles, and the old woman in gray robe walked down the presiding platform slowly with a hunched body. Although she walked with a stagger, every step released a terrifying aura.

It frightened everyone present.

Fencheng stepped forward to block the oncoming pressure from the holy realm, and turned his head to look coldly at the blood ghost.

Leng Xiu no longer had the lazy attitude he had just had. His brows were solemn and full of doubt. He looked at everyone present and asked tentatively, "Everyone, if I said that the Divine Faith Fruit suddenly disappeared from my spiritual weapon, would you believe it?"

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Anji Shengmu's face was as calm as dead water.

Fencheng's majestic golden eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the blast of molten lava shook the air: "Blood ghost, you better be kidding me!"

The taciturn Jiying had no face, but the outline of the shadow covered by the gray robe also flickered, as if there were emotional fluctuations.

"Hey, this Burning Angel disciple, you didn't steal the Divine Faith Fruit for yourself, did you?" Xia Feng sighed sarcastically from inside the safe house. "I have to say, although you are the weakest among this group, you are the bravest."

The three girls silently glanced at Xia Feng, who was standing at the front with his hands behind his back, looking calm and composed. Seeing him talking nonsense as if it had nothing to do with him, they pursed their lips and wanted to laugh.

Although he had seen Xia Feng secretly copying or even stealing other people's spiritual weapons several times, every time he saw it, he couldn't help but sigh at the incredible power of Xia Feng's spiritual weapon.

Hearing Xia Feng's ridicule, Leng Xiu's face became even uglier, and his back teeth were about to break. He still didn't understand what was going on.

Clearly, when he checked the storage items in the spiritual weapon ten seconds ago, the Divine Faith Fruit was still there.

But in the blink of an eye, it suddenly disappeared!

What the hell!

"Blood ghost, this is your spiritual weapon!" Fencheng's eyes were filled with murderous intent, "Could it be possible that someone else could steal something from your spiritual weapon?"

Stealing something?

Yes, there was indeed a thief! Leng Xiu's stern eyes suddenly turned to the safe house, "It's you! One of the four of you did something to me!"

There are all kinds of strange spiritual weapons in the world. Although he doesn't quite believe it, maybe there really are outrageous spiritual weapons that can steal the storage of other people's spiritual weapons?

The only people who had this motive at the scene were the four people in the safe house!

It's definitely them—

"Boom!!" But before Leng Xiu could say anything more, the terrifying spiritual pressure directly caused the entire church to collapse half an inch, and the ground cracked with countless cracks.

"Heh~" an evil laugh came from the gray-robed old woman's throat.

Her old face hidden in the darkness was extremely creepy, her cloudy eyes gradually turned scarlet, and her expression became crazy!

(End of this chapter)

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