Yi Feng's words made Feng Qinya suddenly realize that her life was not only her life, but also carried her mother's hope. She absolutely could not just disappear in this ghost place.

Now that she has made a decision, she is no longer afraid of anything... If, in order to survive, to continue this life, she really does something that goes against her heart when necessary, she will do it.

After walking through the big iron gate, there is a long corridor. There will be many guards there. She has also thought about how to take action if necessary.

Before she turned the corner, the pungent smell of blood came from the entrance of the corridor, which was extremely disgusting. She was startled, and after a few steps she quickly ran towards the corridor, only to see many corpses lying in the corridor.

You can see it all the way to the end, as if it is a road made of corpses, and the smell of blood is coming from those corpses.

She suddenly thought that what she seemed to see just now, dripping down Yi Feng's arm, must be blood, it should be... that's it.

He didn't bring any followers, so he took care of these guards. He... must have been injured.

Feng Qinya shook her head suddenly to get rid of the worries in her heart. Now that the situation has been taken care of, she had to leave as soon as possible, otherwise she would not be able to leave after a long time.

Following Yi Feng's words, she ran all the way south, running as hard as she could, resting for a while when she was tired, and drinking some dew when she was thirsty.

But as soon as she went outside, the fluttering catkins in the sky and the cold wind blowing by made her shiver. She was in Yi Qinglan's place... there were no distinct seasons, no alternation of day and night, so even if she was just wearing that

It was an original skirt, and she didn't feel cold after getting used to it, but now it's really embarrassing...

After only running for a few days, she could no longer hold on and fainted. What she could vaguely see was a place with many trees. It should be the forest of death that Yi Feng mentioned.

When she woke up again, she was in a warm room. She looked at everything around her blankly. The quilt covering her body was still covered with a light layer of frost, but there was a burning stove in the room, and that stove kept her warm.

Room.

There was an oil lamp standing not far away, which was giving off a faint light. Outside the window was darkness, and you could vaguely see the goose-feather-like snow falling on the ground.

She stared at the oil lamp with strange concentration. She jumped down and got closer to it. Just as she was about to open the lamp shell and feel its temperature, the door suddenly opened with a creak.

It was a young man about the same age as Yi Feng, holding a tray. He smiled in surprise when he saw her, "You...are awake."

His appearance is somewhere between the immatureness of a child and the youthfulness of a teenager. It would be inappropriate to say that he would be gentle and handsome, but he is too immature. He does not have the youthfulness and maturity of Yi Feng, and does not have the glamorous smile, but only the intoxicating pair of eyes.

As soon as his peach blossom eyes curved, he felt like a big brother next door, making it difficult for people to feel defensive and resistant towards him.

Feng Qinya was thinking whether she should stay as she was now or lie on the bed silently. It seemed that this man saved her. Should she sit down and say thank you or kill him because she didn't know this strange boy?

Whether you have evil intentions.

The young man stood in front of her, but at a certain distance from her. He raised the tray and smiled kindly, "Hey, you have been in a coma for three days, so you should be hungry. But I can't get close to you, so you can go

Are you sitting on the bed? I don’t want to try hiding in the room and being frozen into ice cubes.”

Feng Qinya stood quietly at the table, neither moving away nor speaking, but there was a hint of defensiveness in the depths of her eyes.

He... knows her physique, so how did she get here?

Is he also the same devil as Yi Qinglan... Doubts swirled in her heart like mist, but she remained calm.

"You..." He paused, then deliberately walked around her and placed the tray next to the bed. "Eat, you must be hungry." After that, he gave her a strange look, muttered and walked out.

By the way, the door was also closed.

Although his voice was low, she naturally heard it because of her excellent ears.

He said, "It's really weird. There is such a person who can't be touched or get close to, but can't even talk to him. Is it also because of Netherworld Ice? Well, I'm going to ask Xiaozhu later. She

I know better."

Xiaozha... She stared at the boy's retreating figure, and then looked at the steaming porridge on the tray in front of the bed. She stepped forward, and as soon as she touched the edge of the tray, the tray was visible to the naked eye.

The speed turned into ice, and even the porridge and side dishes on the tray were covered with a thin layer of ice.

She pursed her lips, and a hint of anger could be seen at the tip of her slightly frowning eyebrows. She placed the tray on the table and looked around. The whole room was very simple. In addition to the bed, there was a table, a candlestick, and some other phoenixes.

There weren't many things that Qin Ya didn't know, and it was so simple that it could almost be called crude.

Feng Qinya thought for a while, she needed to know what kind of place this was.

However, she didn't know why, it was because she felt uncomfortable leaving there suddenly or something, but now she just woke up and felt tired again.

She turned over and collapsed, throwing off the quilt and going to sleep.
Chapter completed!