Chapter 3 Snow Porridge

"I, where am I?" Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes and looked at the strange environment in front of him, full of doubts.

This is a small room of more than ten square meters. Although the layout is simple, it is also elegant. A set of bamboo tables and chairs, a set of purple sand pots, and the four treasures of the study. There are several stools beside the bed. There is a window not far from the left of the bed, and the cyan curtains hang down. There are still landscape paintings hanging on the wall of the room, and a simple sword hanging above the head of the bed...

Based on Qin Feng's previous experience, the owner of this room is definitely an elegant person. These landscape paintings alone are definitely not ordinary.

"Wo..." Just as Qin Feng remembered to take a look, the tingling from his whole body immediately made him take a cold breath! Only then did he remember that he was seriously injured before he fainted, and he felt that he was about to die at that time. I don't know who is so capable of pulling himself back on the dying edge. Although the injury is still heavy now, he will not die for a while!

"Squeak!" Just as Qin Feng was puzzled, the bamboo gate was also opened. An old man in white came in from the outside and was not surprised to see Ling Hao awake, but looked at him with a smile.

"Before, senior, did you save me? Excuse me, where is this?" Seeing an old man coming in, Qin Feng was shocked first, and then immediately calmed down and asked.

"To be precise, I saved you! This is an island in the sea of clouds. Luo Hong smiled and didn't hide anything.

"Sea of Clouds?" Qin Feng suddenly exclaimed! Although he has never been to Yunhai, he knows where it is. That is the northernmost part of the Tianhuan Continent, which is still a long way from the Yuming City where he was on that day! At least if ordinary people are allowed to walk, half a month is the least.

It is an endless sea, covered with clouds and fog. As for whether there is anything outside this sea, he doesn't know. To be precise, no one knows!

What Qin Feng didn't expect was that after fainting and thinking that he was about to die, he unconsciously came to the island in the sea of clouds. So how many days have you been in a coma?

"You have been in a coma for about three days. Although you have been given simple treatment, your injury is very serious and you are extremely weak." Luo Hong looked at Qin Feng and said the general situation, which also meant to ask.

Qin Feng was shocked. Three days, that is to say, it only took him three days to take him here from Yufeng Mountain in Yuming City, and he obviously rested here for a while, that is, less than three days. If it is a normal trip, it will take half a month to get to the coast of Yunhai, and the island doesn't know how far it is from the coast.

However, he lowered his head to Luo Hong's vague question! This is his pain, to destroy the blood feud. He will never forget that night, the fire rose to the sky, the blood flowed into a river, and the screams of his own people were everywhere...

Thinking of the family tragedy in his heart, Qin Feng's eyes suddenly turned red, and his whole body exuded a strong murderous atmosphere. His breathing became heavier, and it seemed that it might break out at any time!

"Hmm?" Seeing Qin Feng's state, Luo Hong was puzzled, but he didn't continue to ask and said, "You can rest first. I told someone to stew some food for you!" Your injury is still very serious. It's better not to walk around!"

After saying that, Luo Hong turned around and walked out, leaving Qin Feng alone in the room.

In fact, Qin Feng is still confused. Who is this old man in white? Why did you save yourself? And how can he live on an island in the sea of clouds? He couldn't figure out all this.

But he can be sure that the old man is definitely not an ordinary person. Not to mention that it took less than three days to get from Yufeng Mountain to this island, it was difficult for him to heal himself with his injury at that time, even the first-class doctors or those powerful warriors on the mainland, but he did it! This alone is not what ordinary masters can do!

"Ha ha, whatever. Anyway, I picked up my life. At least I don't see any malice to me at present." Qin Feng temporarily put down his conjecture about this old man, and his mind fell into hesitation again.

He is now in a mess. His family has been destroyed. He knows who some of the enemies are, and there are many of them that he doesn't know! But what he knows alone is not what he can afford to provoke now. Even when the family is still there, it is at most similar to those people.

Qin Feng is not afraid, nor is he a person who gives up easily. It's just that I feel powerless in my heart. Now that I'm weak and seriously injured, how can I fight against them?

"No! Since I am not dead, I must not give up this bloody feud! If you let me live alone, it's better to die simply!" Then, a strong fighting spirit gushed out of Qin Feng's heart. He has been a genius in the family since he was a child, and he has been practicing hard, even more difficult than those who are not as talented as him!

He has never been a person who gives up easily!

So, Qin Feng must now plan well for his future...

"Squeak!" While Qin Feng was immersed in his own world and sorting out his thoughts for the future, the bamboo door was opened again, but it was not Luo Hong, an old man in white, but another old man dressed as a subordinate. The man is kind-looking, with a wisp of long white beard, slightly hunchbacked, holding a porcelain bowl in his hand, which is steaming.

"Brother, the master asked me to stew a bowl of clear snow porridge for you first." After the old man came in, he said flatly. Then he put down the porcelain bowl in his hand, smiled at Qin Feng, and walked out of the room and closed the bamboo door again.

"Thank you, uncle." Although the old man has gone out, Qin Feng still said politely. Whether people hear it or not, basically politeness is still required.

Seeing this hot and fragrant snow porridge, Qin Feng felt that his stomach had begun to coo. Seeing that there was no one around, he didn't care about any politeness or eating. He forced himself to endure the pain on his body, divided it three times and five times, and drank a large bowl of clear snow porridge in a few bites.

This snow porridge is not an ordinary food. It is the petals of the snow lotus ground into powder, put in jade bamboo rice, and stewed over low heat for more than three hours. Obviously, Luo Hong had already prepared his housekeeper before Qin Feng woke up.

The effect of this snow-clearing porridge is also very unusual. For ordinary heavenly soul warriors, it has the effect of clearing blood, moistening the spleen and lungs, nourishing the internal organs and repairing internal injuries. Although it is not very obvious, it is good for ordinary people and heavenly soul warriors if it is taken for a long time. It will be very helpful!

However, this kind of snow lotus is not something that ordinary people can have a chance to eat!

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