The Dragon from Hell

The moment Qin Feng stepped through the door, everything around him began to drift away from him.

Those humiliating pasts, those warm or painful memories, those friends who fought side by side, the family who waited silently, the lover who accompanied him day and night...

The past events, one by one, all appeared in front of his eyes, and then quickly passed by and left him.

Qin Feng suddenly thought that it is said that when a person dies, everything in the past will pass by like a revolving lantern.

So is he going to die now?

The faces of aunt and Ke Xin appeared unconsciously in his mind, then the old man, and finally fell on a face full of tears.

He had never seen her cry so hard.

He remembered that the last sentence he said to her was: wait for me to come back.

He promised her that he would go back, and he couldn't break his promise.

"I can't die... I can't die!"

Qin Feng's consciousness fell into chaos for a long time, and finally woke up in the struggle.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he closed his eyes again because of the dazzling sunlight.

What came before the scene in front of him was the smell in the air. The faint smell of Chinese medicine made people feel bitter just by smelling it.

But Qin Feng could feel that the place under him was definitely not a mattress. It was hard and the fabric was rough. Even the bed sheet was definitely not a mattress, but... straw?

After Qin Feng got used to the light, he opened his eyes again. Everything he saw made him feel extremely dreamy.

He first looked down at the ground under him. He was right before. The bed under him was not a bed, but a brick kang, but it was not heated.

The worn-out bed sheet was washed and faded, and it was as thin as a piece of paper. There was nothing under the bed sheet except straw.

The room he was in was also very old. The furnishings were only a table with legs missing and tied up, a stool, a sword and a cabinet next to it, which should be filled with clothes and other things.

At this moment, Qin Feng thought he had traveled through time.

The walls of this small house were peeling everywhere, and there were some leaks.

Fortunately, it was summer now. If it was winter, I dare not think that this house could shelter from the wind and rain.

Wait... summer?

Qin Feng remembered that it should be winter when he passed through the gate. The sky was snowing heavily, and he was separated from his relatives and friends...

He quickly calmed himself down and confirmed that there was no difference in his body except for the clothes. Even the Yuchang sword turned back into a bronze bracelet, lying quietly on his wrist.

There was no wound on his body, but there was a shoe print on the simple cloth clothes. Apart from that, he moved freely.

After that, he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to circulate the spiritual power around him. The seed in his dantian was instantly awakened, which scared him.

If the previous seed was a sapling, then the seed in his dantian was already a small tree that began to grow.

Although it is not as good as a towering tree, it is at least "adult".

After a while, Qin Feng had figured out the situation: he should have been sent to a world completely different from his original world by the door opened by the seed, and the situation should be similar to time travel. Judging from the spiritual power in his body and the Yuchang sword on his wrist, his body should still be his original self.

In his original world, that "Qin Feng" should have disappeared.

For him, this process was just a matter of closing and opening his eyes. He was still a little surprised to see that the seed had grown to this point.

Now it seems that the seed has grown so fast after completely draining the three great masters at the peak of the earth realm.

He didn't expect that the desperate gamble would actually make him win.

Although he came to another world and was separated from his original relatives and friends forever, and he didn't know when he would see them again, he didn't know whether it was a win.

But Qin Feng was definitely not the kind of person who complained about himself. If so, he would not have had the opportunity to walk out of the Netherworld Prison.

Because even if Long Daoling knew his identity long ago and was willing to protect him, he probably wouldn't let him learn martial arts, let alone leave the Netherworld Prison.

Thinking of his promise to Chen Chuqing, Qin Feng immediately got up and went out, wanting to see what kind of environment he was in now.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he pushed the door, he found that the small wooden door with a folding fan was locked from the outside, and he could faintly hear people's voices coming from not far away. He couldn't hear what they were saying, but they were in high spirits.

This small wooden door was nothing to Qin Feng, and the chain outside broke after a little use.

As soon as he walked out, he saw a small courtyard that couldn't be simpler.

That's it.It was ten square meters in size, with firewood and sundries piled up in the corner, and a simple stove made of bricks at the other end. The food on it was all rotten, and the bowls used even had cracks.

It didn't look like a wealthy family at all.

The yard was too small, there was nothing to see and no useful information could be obtained, so Qin Feng simply pushed open the door and walked out.

Perhaps the people who locked him up thought that the door lock in the house could trap him, so the door was not locked.

After pushing the door out, Qin Feng found that the small yard he was in was not a separate door and yard, but a corner of a large house, and it was the most corner.

At this time, Qin Feng felt that he might have status in this world, but this status was not very good.

For example, the clothes he was wearing now were ancient costumes, but they were definitely not as gorgeous as those in modern society.

A gray short top tied with a black belt, a pair of black pants, and two patches on the boots.

His hair had also grown longer and was a little messy, probably because it was pinned to his head with a wooden hairpin.

Because there was no mirror, he couldn't see if his appearance had changed.

After coming out of the small courtyard, he took many turns before reaching the main courtyard of this courtyard.

He walked slowly, looking at the surrounding environment along the way, but no one noticed him.

The front yard was very lively, and there were almost no people in the back yard. It seemed that this family should be holding a wedding today, and no one cared about him at all.

Until one of his legs was about to bury in the corridor leading to the front yard, a hand suddenly grabbed him from behind and slapped him.

"Well, you ran out when I didn't keep an eye on you for a while?"

"If you want to die, don't drag me down with you. Do you know what day it is today? You dare to run out and cause trouble?"

"You still think you are the gifted young master!"

Qin Feng hadn't seen the other person's face clearly. Facing the sudden slap, he subconsciously reached out to grab it.