The white Mercedes Benz was speeding on Highway 9, heading towards Chujiang City at the fastest speed.

Mo Ran kept stepping on the accelerator to the end, regardless of whether she was speeding or not, she just wanted to send the cold air to a safe place as soon as possible.

Every few seconds, Mo Ran would take a look at the cold wind to make sure he was still awake.

She didn't want to experience the same panic as just now, she was almost grief-stricken when she saw the cold wind unconscious just now, and even determined to go with the cold wind.

Luckily Leng Feng is still alive, and he is not dead.

Leng Feng leaned his head against the car window, and his eyes drifted to Mo Ran who was driving the car from time to time.

He didn't understand why Mo Ran was so infatuated, she knew she didn't love her, but she was still a moth to the fire.

This time, when she was most in danger, she chose to stand up and protect herself.

The wound on Mo Ran's right hand had scabbed, but she had never cried out of pain, nor had she treated the wound.

The cold wind closed his eyes and felt the feeling of Mercedes driving fast, and his brain gradually relaxed.

At this time, Mo Ran suddenly spoke: "Cold wind, we are almost in Chujiang City." ”

"Go to the outskirts of the south, at the foot of the Misty Mountains. Leng Feng said.

Mo Ran responded and drove the car into the territory of Chujiang City.

The exposure was still a little far away, and the cold wind was still leaning against the window, and the breathing was a little weak, but at least it wouldn't stop.

The effects of the painkillers had passed, and the pain of the wound was once again attacking his brain.

If it weren't for the fact that his body was too weak, Leng Feng would definitely take painkillers again to suppress the pain on his body.

…………

On a plane of the Star Group, Bing Lei and others sat in front of the computer, watching the news broadcast by Huaxia News Station.

Instead of watching the news in boredom, they are curious to know why the wanted warrant was suddenly revoked.

"Still haven't been able to get in touch with the cold wind?" Ice Thunder asked with his arms crossed and a gloomy face.

"If he can't be contacted, it's like he's evaporated from the world, and satellites can't locate him. Ling Mo kept tapping on the computer keyboard, and after hesitating for a while, he said, "Huh...... He was last seen at H Central Hospital, where the army and police surrounded him, though he was protected and taken away, and then disappeared. ”

At this time, Nelson suddenly appeared in the cabin.

"What's your catch?" Ice Thunder hurriedly asked.

Nelson shook his head and said, "I can't track the energy on Leng Feng's body, so I can't locate his location. ”

"I went to H City, but I didn't find anything, and I don't know who took him away. ”

Wolf Fang punched the armrest of the seat and scolded, "Damn, what the hell is going on!"

Bing Lei touched his chin, and after thinking for a while, he frowned and said, "The energy of the cold wind can't disappear for no reason, could it be that he has lost his ability?"

"Holy!"

Hearing Bing Lei's words, Wolf Fang suddenly jumped up from his seat, and then said loudly: "This can't be, this can't happen!"

"Although Bing Lei's words are terrifying, the possibility cannot be ruled out. I can lock in the energy of a person's body at any time and anywhere, and then I can locate their location. But once the Adeptus loses his abilities, the energy in his body will also disappear, and I won't be able to lock in. And that's the case with Cold Wind now, if he loses his ability, then ......"

Speaking of which, Nelson did not dare to go any further, because even he was afraid of this fact.

No one dared to think that Cold Wind had lost his abilities, because they would know that if such a thing really happened, Cold Wind would collapse and even go insane.

But in reality, Cold Wind really lost its ability.

It's just that there is still a glimmer of hope in his heart, and he does not collapse because of this.

Half an hour later, the white Mercedes stopped at the foot of a mountain.

There was no road ahead for vehicles to pass, so the two had to get out of the car and walk.

Mo Ran supported the cold wind that was almost unable to move, and walked forward step by step. The speed of the two was slow, but they did not stop.

Leng Feng's eyelids drooped slightly, but he kept insisting, he didn't want to die, he really didn't want to die yet.

He misses Mu Shiyun very much, but he doesn't want to leave this world yet.

Mo Ran hugged the cold wind that was almost leaning on her, then reached out to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and asked softly, "Are you okay, do you want to stop and rest." ”

"Don't. Leng Feng said weakly: "Once I stop, I may not be able to walk, don't stop, don't let me stop." ”

"Good. With tears in his eyes, Mo Ran took the hand of the cold wind and put it on his shoulder, and then continued to walk forward step by step.

The two entered a forest, and as they passed through one tree after another, a cloud of white smoke appeared in the forest, which was colorless and odorless, but could obscure their view.

Mo Ran hurriedly wanted to take out the pistol, but was stopped by the cold wind.

Leng Feng smiled at her, and then said, "Keep going, don't stop." You don't have to worry, he won't hurt us. ”

Mo Ran didn't know who the "he" in Leng Feng's mouth was, but she blindly trusted Leng Feng, so she believed in him unconditionally.

The two of them couldn't see the road ahead at all, and the only thing they could see was the white mist.

If the cold wind turns on the eagle eye, I'm afraid you can still see what's ahead. But he didn't have the power to turn on Hawkeye at all now, he couldn't even stand on his feet, and his brain was confused, and he was completely supported by perseverance.

Once he opened his eagle eye and consumed the strength of his body, then he didn't want to see Yun Zaitian alive at all.

I don't know how long I walked, but Leng Feng stumbled and fell to the ground.

Mo Ran was also exhausted, but she hurriedly held on to the cold wind and pulled him back onto her shoulder with difficulty to prevent him from falling again.

"Can you still hold on?" Mo Ran asked with tears in her eyes.

Mo Ran didn't know how many tears he shed today, every time he saw Leng Feng's weak appearance, Mo Ran couldn't help crying in distress, and he couldn't wait to let himself bear all this.

She has seen the cold wind in the glory days, and she has also seen the cold wind in the trough times.

But no matter what she has experienced, she will still be by the side of the cold wind, and she will not leave again.

"I can't hold on anymore. Leng Feng smiled wryly, but his gaze was straight ahead.

Sensing his gaze, Mo Ran also looked ahead.

I saw that the white fog in front of me was gradually dissipating, and a black figure was becoming clearer and clearer.

"Uncle Yun......" Leng Feng slowly spit out two words, and then his eyelids drooped slightly.

Yun Zaitian, who was wearing a black coat, walked in front of the two, and when he saw Leng Feng's blood-stained clothes, his eyes suddenly widened, and then he took a step forward, holding Leng Feng's body, and asked anxiously: "Who injured you like this, why can't I feel your vitality and ability!"

Leng Feng didn't answer Yun Zaitian's question, he just showed a miserable smile, and then his eyes turned black and he fainted.

Yun Zaitian hurriedly held Leng Feng's body, then glanced at Mo Ran, who had been holding Leng Feng, and nodded gently.

"Please save him. Mo Ran was in tears, and his eyes stayed on Leng Feng's body.

"I will, even if I do it all. ”

After speaking, Yun Zaitian held on to the cold wind, turned around and walked forward.

Mo Ran followed Yun Zaitian step by step, and she only had deep concern in her heart, concern for the cold wind.

…………

Leng Feng had a dream about many things, and these were things that had already happened.

He dreamed that he confessed to Zhang Yinghan for the first time by the river, and Zhang Yinghan took a few steps back, with a hint of resistance in his eyes.

He dreamed that on the night he and Zhang Yinghan fell in love, he and her danced a beautiful waltz on the dance floor, which attracted a burst of envy from the surroundings.

He dreamed that Zhang Yinghan broke up with him, and he was heartbroken, so he could only use drunkenness to numb himself.

This sleep is the most restful sleep since Leng Feng returned to China, and it is also the sleep that I have dreamed the most.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a room covered with a blanket, warm, without the slightest heat.

Leng Feng wanted to reach out and rub his eyes, but he felt a sharp pain in his back, and the pain made him moan.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and Yun Zaitian, whose face was a little solemn, walked in.

"Uncle Yun......"

Leng Feng shouted, but he immediately noticed that his voice was unusually hoarse.

"How do you feel?" Yun Zaitian asked as he walked over to the bed and asked with some concern.

Leng Feng felt the condition of his body and found that the external injuries on his body had been healed, but the pain from his back made him almost unable to breathe.

"My back hurts. The cold wind truthfully reflected his situation to Yun Zaitian.

Hearing Leng Feng's answer, Yun Zaitian did not show a surprised expression, but nodded with a solemn face, and said, "I have already healed your external injuries, but ......"

Seeing his hesitation, Leng Feng lifted the blanket and sat up from the bed.

Yun Zaitian hurriedly held on to the cold wind, for fear that he would fall.

Leng Feng felt the sharp pain coming from his back, then gritted his teeth vigorously and spread his wings.

He couldn't feel his own abilities, but he could spread his wings.

Yun Zaitian looked at Leng Feng's broken right wing, his eyes flashed with a hint of anger, his fists clenched violently, and his bones made a crackling sound.

After a while, Yun Zaitian gritted his teeth and said, "The power of the shadow, how can she do this, how can they do this to you!"

Leng Feng glanced back at his right wing, and then said in a mournful tone: "Uncle Yun, I can stretch out my wings, but I can't feel the presence of my ability, I can't summon feathers and abysses. All I can feel now is the pain, every minute and every second, and the pain makes me want to die right away. ”

"Uncle Yun, do you have a way to restore my ability?"