But a brand new island is rising, and the island is full of life.
Countless desperate people on the island were desperately asking for help one moment, and the next moment a mysterious force teleported them here, and they were overwhelmed by the new environment.
Feng Qianyue also suddenly woke up from a rock.
She was busy checking her body.
Not only is his Dantian still there, but his cultivation level is still there, and there is not even a trace of injury on his body.
Even the clothes she was wearing before the accident, which were obviously tattered after heavy damage, were now intact.
It was like going back in time and transferring her before the accident to the present intact.
Everything she experienced in Kuya Cave seemed to be just a dream, or maybe it didn't exist.
"Ling Bei!"
She remembered something, stood up suddenly, and was about to rush towards the seaside.
But as soon as she took two steps, she found Feng Lingbei lying on a stone nearby, snoring lightly.
Seeing this, Feng Qianyue covered her red lips and shed tears of excitement.
She looked up at the black robes that had not completely disappeared in the sky, and immediately knelt down piously.
A message fell into her ears.
"Manage well, work hard, and those of you who are chosen, don't let him down."
Feng Qianyue naturally knew what the first half of the sentence meant.
Obviously, she is the new owner of this island.
But the second half of the sentence left her confused.
She wanted to ask, but found that the black robe in the sky had long since disappeared without a trace...
in distant seas.
Yi Feng was half lying on the beach of a small island, looking completely helpless.
After leaving Fengyue Island, he finally encountered the legendary sea monster on the sea.
He was so excited.
But when he took a big bite, a bright light appeared on his body, and a shining golden protective shield appeared.
The sea monster's teeth were all chipped away, but he was safe and sound inside the protective shield.
Only then did he understand the disgusting nature of this brave armor.
"Automatically protect the Lord, I'll ask you to protect a hammer!"
"Old man, you gave me such a turtle and bastard's shell, you really tricked me to death."
Yi Feng looked up to the sky and howled.
It took a long time to take a breath and feel a little calmer.
"Oh, that's all."
He sighed again, moved the storage ring, and took out the skeleton frame.
"Although you fooled me, I, Yi Feng, am still a sensible person."
"There was no sunlight in the cave, so I took you out."
"Look at how nice this island is. Although it is a bit small, the scenery is great."
Yi Feng took out the shovel, dug a hole and buried the skeleton in the sand. He stepped on the soil tightly with his feet before giving up.
He lay down on the beach again.
He didn't succeed this time, which made him a little confused. He didn't know how to find death next.
At this moment, the palm of my hand placed on the sand seemed to hit something. When I picked it up, I saw that it was a fairy crystal.
"Hey, I didn't expect to pick up an immortal crystal."
Although it took a long time, there was still only one, but at least it made Yi Feng's depressed mood a lot better.
Just as he was about to put away the fairy crystal happily, Yi Feng suddenly remembered something and became serious.
He opened the system panel.
"Dogs, do you only have one year left to live?"
Yi Feng raised his head slightly and looked a little sad.
Pingjiang City.
It was a cold winter.
It's snowy, and the whole world is filled with white.
Even where snowflakes cannot drift, a thick layer of frost will form when the cold wind blows.
In the small martial arts hall, a thin young man leaned in the wood room and trembled. He looked at the cold and freezing world. The boy took out the last half-cooked potato in the wood room and gnawed it.
The situation is precarious and life without a meal has been like this day after day since my parents left.
As a young man with hands and feet, this shouldn't be the case.
But in a world of cultivating immortals, for a young man with no background, no cultivation, and no ability to tie a chicken, actually having a place to live and being able to survive like this is pretty good.
As a time traveler, his mood has really gone through ups and downs recently.
He finally got the legendary golden finger system. He thought he could change his predicament and reach the top of his life, but he found that the golden finger was of no use to him.
It was said that it was given to him as the best thug in the world. When he saw it for the first time, he almost scared him to death.
I thought he could be very powerful with this appearance, but when he punched him, Yi Feng immediately beat him to pieces.
So since then, the boy has never looked at him seriously.
Until it’s winter again.
The weather is still so cold, and we are still as poor as ever.
The small martial arts studio does not have any extra items except tables, chairs and benches.
Under such weather, coupled with the lack of food, the malnourished boy finally fell ill and lay dying on the hospital bed. His eyelids could not help but slowly close.
He saw the stars in the sky getting closer and closer to him.
He was originally extremely cold, but now he couldn't feel the cold anymore. On the contrary, he still had some illusion of warmth.
But the young man understood that he couldn't hold on any longer.
His consciousness gradually wandered and became increasingly blurry.
He felt like he was in boundless darkness, unable to find a way or direction.
I don't know how long this situation lasted.
suddenly.
A familiar voice came.
Although he couldn't hear or see clearly, it was very blurry, but the sound was like a lighthouse that suddenly appeared in the endless darkness.
Pointed him in a direction.
He tried hard to listen.
Huangtian paid off. Slowly, the voice finally amplified in his ears, and he finally heard the content of the voice clearly.
"Aba Aba..."
Just like that, the unconscious boy finally slowly opened his eyes.
Then he saw a small white metacarpal grabbing a still steaming potato and stuffing it to him.