Fantasy: It Turns Out That I Am a Peerless God of War

Even if Yi Feng did not consume this time, he bought enough things in the store last time.

Today, within 100 meters of his martial arts hall, it has been completely shaped into a small orchard with beautiful mountains and rivers, which forms a sharp contrast with the barren environment in other places.

After hunting and playing vultures every day, Yi Feng lay at the entrance of the martial arts hall on Shadow Island, eating fruit and drinking wine brought from Xianjiang mainland while looking at the seascape.

The wine is fragrant.

However, the wolf skin on his body is really not worthy of his leisurely and elegant life.

Fortunately, there is still a set in his space ring, which is prepared to prevent streaking when going out in the future.

But now his environment here is so good, he doesn't have to bear the wind and rain, he can wear this clothes.

At this time.

in a cliff.

A skinny, sleeping man opened his eyes with difficulty.

At the same time, he sniffed his nose.

"liquor!"

"It's the smell of wine!"

He breathed greedily and trembled with excitement.

Hard to imagine.

A person who has been imprisoned on this island for countless years and can only rely on deep sleep to reduce his physical functions to a minimum to maintain his survivability, at this moment, he smells the aroma of wine, and his heart is so throbbing.

He doesn't know how many years he has stayed under this cliff, and his body has long been eroded by the brutal air.

But perhaps because of the aroma of the wine, he activated the few strengths in his body and slowly stood up that he hadn't stood up for many years.

With the operation of power, his exhausted appearance also improved a little.

He followed the fragrance of wine all the way up the mountain.

The closer the distance, the stronger the aroma of the wine, and the more greedy he looks when he breathes.

"It's in a state of exhaustion. If you can get a sip of wine to drink, it's worth dying."

He murmured weakly, hope flashing in his eyes.

It can be seen that the people who are imprisoned here have to experience what kind of inhuman torture.

Those who are qualified to come here are inherently powerful.

But now, his wish before he died was just a sip of wine.

The aroma of the wine is getting stronger.

This means that the distance is getting closer.

He could be sure that it was on the top of the mountain ahead.

He hurriedly raised his head.

But this is a great rise.

His shocking eyeballs were about to burst.

Look, what is that!

green.

big tree.

orchard.

Also have a house.

The scene in front of him made him unable to describe his excitement in words.

He couldn't remember how many years he had been to the Shadow Isles.

But on this island, apart from the Black Sea, what you see is endless barren, barren and barren...

now.

But there are still vegetation and orchards.

He almost trotted towards the place.

Even the increasingly strong aroma of wine was ignored by him.

He finally.

came out of the house.

His heart was even more shocked.

Because surrounding this house is actually full of compelling spiritual energy, and the brutal air erodes less than half.

He breathed greedily.

He stretched out his hands, raised his head, and took a deep breath.

Almost shed tears too.

"Air."

"Fresh air!"

His body trembled, and he shouted excitedly.

He couldn't remember how many years he hadn't experienced this kind of environment.

Under this aura, he felt that his internal organs, which had been eroded by the brutal air, were much better.

The thirsty throat also became extremely moist.

In just a short moment, his face suddenly became rosy, and he was completely different from when he just walked out of the cliff.

Suddenly at this moment.

Next to the door of the house, a young man in a white robe came.

The man immediately looked at the white-robed youth.

Almost without a blind spot.

The white robe was spotless.

His face was as rosy as usual.

Extraordinary atmosphere.

A small pot in the left hand and a small cup in the right.

This look doesn't look like someone who lives on this island at all.

What kind of person is this?

The man had doubts in his heart.

"You're also someone who was locked up on this island, right?" Yi Feng asked softly, looking at the embarrassed man in front of him.

"Yes, I don't know you, who are you?"

The man looked at Yi Feng and responded hoarsely.

"My name is Yi Feng, come and sit first!"

The colleague who spoke, Yi Feng secretly sighed.

The people locked up on this island are really miserable.

After speaking, he then turned around and walked towards the yard.

The man nodded, with doubts in his heart, and followed Yi Feng.

He was not afraid that Yi Feng would be bad for him.

After all, his condition is now so bad that there is no lower limit.

on the contrary.

He desperately wanted to figure out who the young man in front of him was?

Why is he on this island? Was it locked in?

Also, why is there not only vegetation, but also fruit here...

"You must be curious, why am I doing this here?" Yi Feng said with a smile as soon as he walked into the yard.

The man nodded, looked at Yi Feng inquiringly, and said, "I don't think you were locked in here, right?"

"That's right, I really wasn't locked in." Yi Feng said with a smile, "Speaking of which, it's a mistake!"

"Is it wrong?"

The man looked at Yi Feng suspiciously.

Yi Feng smiled without saying a word.

Oh shit.

The embarrassing thing that this kind of ascension came and was randomly sent here should not be said by individuals.

"Anyway, it was an accident that I came here. I'll leave after a while." Yi Feng continued.

"Accidentally, stay for a while and leave?"

Hearing Yi Feng's words, the man's pupils couldn't help shrinking.

This sentence.

Meaningful ah.

Doesn't the meaning of the words mean that the taboos around Shadow Island can't trap this person at all?

Does he come when he wants, or go when he wants?