Qin Feng's heart did jump "suddenly", and there was a feeling that his hairs stood up.

So, does she know or doesn't know?

Was it intentional, or was it a coincidence?

Forget it, whatever, take care of this injury first.

It didn't take long for someone to bring a plate of roasted beef tendons.

Qin Feng is also single, and he has nothing left.

A week later, Qin Feng's injuries were already healed, and the Lin Mansion doctor who changed his dressing bluntly said that his recovery ability was too strong.

On this day, Qin Feng gnawed on a pheasant leg, sat on a stone bench in the courtyard, and once again watched the female guards in and out of the bathhouse in light cloth shirts, feeling very good.

This week, Qin Feng had a very comfortable life, Lin Manshu ordered his food level to be raised, and he had various supplements to take every day.

Not only did his body not weaken from the injury, but it was much stronger, and it rose a little higher.

Moreover, not only did he quench the blood of his whole body to the third time, but the spiritual power in the spiritual sea also increased to forty wisps.

Qin Feng optimistically estimated that if this continued, he would definitely be able to turn into a mist with spiritual power within two or three months and become a first-level secret cultivator.

"Xiao Fengzi, ...... over here" A female guard came out in twos and threes, smiling and throwing a wink at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng bit the chicken leg and waved his hand in response.

Lin Manshu's escorts are all women, and he, a man, is naturally regarded as a baby.

Among them, there are many people who covet him, but Ye Xiaohe, a great god, is here, and no one dares to climb Qin Feng's bed in the middle of the night.

Otherwise, Qin Feng has been well-nourished recently, and it is difficult to say that he can't bear it.

At this moment, Qin Feng suddenly heard a commotion outside, so he turned his head to look over, and saw a dozen or so female guards covered in blood walking in.

He saw Camellia Wang at a glance, her face was pale, she was supported by two guards, and her entire left arm was missing, wrapped in blood-mottled bandages.

"Sister Hua!" Qin Feng was shocked, threw away the half-gnawed chicken leg in his hand, and rushed over.

However, at this time, Ye Xiaohe had already turned into an afterimage, blocking Qin Feng.

Ye Xiaohe's face was very ugly, and she asked in a low voice, "How can this be? Who did it?"

"It's the Wasteland Blood Thieves, we tried our best to kill a white-throated rhino, and when we were divided, we were attacked by more than a hundred Wasteland Blood Thieves, I brought thirty people over, and sixteen were killed in the battle. Camellia Wang's voice trembled, and her eyes were filled with tears of grief.

"Wasteland Blood Thieves! They will make a detour when they see our Lin family's guards, how dare they?" Ye Xiaohe gritted his teeth and said.

"We were identified when we were attacked, but they didn't react at all, obviously...... Their target is us. "Wang Camellia said.

"You take care of the injuries first, and I'll report to the young lady. Ye Xiaohe's face was gloomy, and she hurriedly went to find Lin Manshu.

Qin Feng stepped forward and carried Wang Camellia directly to the room.

After cleaning up the blood stains on her body and changing her clothes, Wang Camellia sat on the bench, her eyes a little out of focus.

A warrior who loses a hand has a great impact, and if he loses a dominant hand, it is almost half of it.

That's right, Camellia is left-handed.

Qin Feng wanted to comfort Camellia Wang, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

"Xiao Fengzi, come out and let her stay alone for a while. Chang Hong called Qin Feng out.

Qin Feng and Chang Hong walked side by side, and said in a low voice, "Sister Hong, what will happen to Sister Hua in the future?"

"I should go to the place where I train newcomers to be an instructor, although I am not as well paid as a guard who is a young lady, but I am less dangerous. Chang Hong said.

"The resources can't keep up. Qin Feng sighed lightly, if a martial artist has no resources, there will be no room for improvement, and he will even slowly begin to regress.

Just like the Lianxue Powder that he is using every day now, it is prepared with more than a dozen expensive medicinal materials, and ordinary people don't even think about it.

Chang Hong stopped, looked at Qin Feng's eyes, and said earnestly: "Xiao Fengzi, you must know that compared to exposing the corpse wasteland and finally becoming a companion in the belly of the beast, Camellia is very lucky. ”

"You grew up in a slum where you don't spit out bones, and you should understand that excess compassion is likely to bring you ruin. Chang Hong said, patted Qin Feng's shoulder, and walked away.

Qin Feng looked at Chang Hong's back, and always felt that she was pointing something.

"Of course I understand...... Qin Feng said to himself, but it's one thing to understand, but there is often an inexplicable dark current surging in his heart, making him want to overturn everything, including this purgatory-like world.

......

Blood Thieves of the Wasteland!

Lin Manshu's eyebrows were frowned, her eyes were cold, and her pretty face was full of murderous intent.

But in the next second, the murderous intent on her face disappeared, and she said coldly: "The wasteland blood thieves have never dared to attack my Lin family's hunting team, this attack is clearly aimed at me, Xiaohe, you can check on the people around Lao Jiu later." ”

"Miss suspects it's Miss Nine?" Ye Xiaohe asked.

"Nine times out of ten, it's her. Lin Manshu said gloomily.

"So, it was Miss Nine who colluded with blood thieves to attack us, so what should we do now? Do you want to tell the old man?" Ye Xiaohe also turned pale.

Lin Manshu shook her head, she played with the spiritual power gun in her hand, and sneered: "It's not a day or two that the old man is partial to the ninth sister, and it's useless to say things without evidence." ”

After a pause, Lin Manshu asked, "Xiaohe, has been letting you stare at the guards under Lao Jiu's hand recently, is there anything abnormal?"

"No, there was a team of more than twenty guards under her who had just returned from hunting a few days ago, and now all of them are in the city and have not gone out. Ye Xiaohe said.

"Well, you go out. Lin Manshu's expression relaxed slightly.

After Ye Xiaohe went out, Lin Manshu stood by the window and raised the double-barreled spiritual power gun in his hand, and the energy guide groove on the gun handle was quickly filled.

"Boom"

The muzzle of the gun flashed, and a boulder below was blown to pieces.

......

The weather changed without warning, and the temperature of ordinary people wearing two thin clothes dropped to more than ten degrees below zero overnight.

Gray-black snowflakes drifted in the sky, and the wind was biting.

Qin Feng put on a cotton robe on his armor jacket and walked on the streets of the inner city, but in his heart he thought about the slums in the outer city, and this black snow was estimated to make thousands of poor people freeze to death.

The inner city is fine, and although there are many fewer pedestrians than usual, you can still see them everywhere.

This is it!

At this time, Qin Feng stopped and looked at a weapon shop with the sign of "Divine Soldiers of the World", today he was ordered by Ye Xiaohe to come here to receive a batch of weapons.

"What do you want to buy? We have knives, guns, sticks, and sticks of all kinds of quality. Seeing Qin Feng coming in, a girl with freckles on her face in the shop greeted her and asked enthusiastically.

"I'm from the seventh lady of the Lin family, and I'm here to inspect and receive the goods, this is the bill. Qin Feng said, taking out a stamped animal skin bill.

The girl was about to take it, but a hand pulled away at a faster pace.

"Are you Qin Feng?, the slum genius who has successfully practiced blood for a week?" A young man with a baby face who looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, but still had a pipe in his mouth, looked at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng looked at the pipe that the young man was biting, and always felt that his demeanor was very similar to that of Lao Sun.

This old man who doesn't cultivate, looks like he's almost in the ground, and he still has such a young son.