Rainy and windy, the waves are choppy, the big ship raises its sails and looks at the wind on the mainland, but the East China Sea is vast, even if the speed is fast, but five or six days of hard work can not be reached, so during this period, it is also a critical juncture.

Yan Qing and the others were all discussing countermeasures in front, and a sick number like Shaoqing was surrounded on the boat in the middle.

Outside the window, the wind gusted, watching the waves roll and lap the hull of the boat, the waves stirred up bursts of white foam outside the window, and then washed down by the torrential rain above, from time to time you can see some ghosts that were swept up, although they still struggled to attack the hull, but it seems that they can't get up the wind and waves.

Dye Cang withdrew his gaze from the window, and reached out to touch the body temperature of the kid next to him, and the hot hand retracted suddenly, although it was now Layuetian, he still lifted the quilt on the kid's body, "If it goes on like this, it will be burned to death, senior, you don't have an idea?"

The empty basket sitting there didn't look back, sipping tea leisurely, "You always have to pay for your recklessness." ”

As soon as he heard this, he frowned, "Then he is not for us, if it weren't for a few boys over there who were plotted, he wouldn't be like that, the guy is obviously burning with his own life, you come and touch it, it's almost on fire!" "From the boy's chest, he took out an egg that had been put in before, and the skin had been roasted, and the cooked egg white showed a moist milky white, which looked really appetizing.

The empty basket turned his head to look at the person who peeled the eggs over there, "He has a fire root in his body, what do you think can burn him to death?"

Dye Cang stuffed the peeled eggs to Yi Ai who was waiting on the side, and looked at the old man over there and had an opinion, "I'm not afraid of burning him to death, I'm afraid that he will spontaneously combust himself, and he will burn up from his stomach, how to explain to others when he goes back, the daughter-in-law who has not passed the door is still waiting at home!"

The empty basket raised his eyebrows, turned his eyes to the window, looked at the waves that were wantonly lapping against the window, and was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Why don't we put him in the sea to cool down?"

Ran Cang put two eggs on Shaoqing's chest again, and was almost choked by the words of the old man over there, "Senior, there's no time to joke, I know you have a way." ”

The empty basket sat back and sighed, "If you want to cure his problem, you have to find the ice crystals that are opposed to the fire root in his body." ”

Hearing this, he even scratched his eyebrows, "Aren't you going to plunge him into the two heavens of ice and fire, it's a torture that is worse than death, and he hasn't experienced it!"

Kong Zheng said: "It depends on who unites him, you want to let him live for that year, it is definitely better for him to live than to die, if you want me to take the hand, then it is ......"

Dye Cang looked at him silently, the old man paused for a moment, and finally stopped talking, "I can't guarantee that it will succeed, but it's always good to try." ”

"What a ball!" Dye Cang muttered, turned away, didn't want to talk to the old man over there anymore, and felt more and more unreliable.

He was busy baking eggs here, and Yanwa, who had choked enough with the mandrill over there, came over, "Senior, how do you find that ice crystal?"

Kongzhen looked up at the red-clothed boy in front of him, "Didn't you see anyone holding it when you were in Snow Valley?"

"The man in purple?" muttered Yanwa.

Sora nodded, "In that case, just find him." ”

"But I didn't know where he was, and when we passed out, he was gone. "Yanwa was a little confused.

"Ice crystals are cold things, you can't stay outside for a long time, you have to be in that kind of ice and snow to be able to survive forever, if you want to find him, you have to go there again, you ......"

The old-timer's eyes were fixed on the man in red, and Yan Wa didn't know what he meant, so he only said, "I can." ”

"Baby!" Seeing that the kid was reckless, Pang Yan over there screamed, obviously not wanting him to take any more risks.

Yanwa didn't pay attention to the meaning of the senior brother, looking at the unconscious guy lying there, she didn't feel a good feeling in her heart, so she walked over immediately, pulled out the short knife in the waist of Dye Cang, and picked off the bandage on Shaoqing's arm without saying a word, and the torn wound gushed blood again. ”

Pang Yan looked at him and didn't know what he was going to do, only speechless, everyone watched as the little red man was stained with Shaoqing's blood, and drew a blood mark on the floor, and raised his eyebrows when he saw this thing, "How can you do this?!"

Yanwa didn't pay attention to him, skimmed the short knife in his hand and jumped in, the mandrill over there pushed the sleepy little beans around him to Pang Yan to take care of, shouted "I'll go too", and then jumped into the blood mark, Dye Cang grabbed his eyebrows outside and was stunned, and then was dragged in by a hand that poked out from inside, originally No. 87 also wanted to follow it, who knew that he couldn't pass the door at all, squatted in vain, and the painful boy grinned.

The snow valley was still icy and snowy, and the mountain mandrill followed the people in front of them in the deep valley for an unknown amount of time, and finally Yanwa stopped on a snow cliff, scraped off a layer of thick snow, cut her palm and dripped blood on the snow, and opened the blood mark again.

How he learned this trick is unknown, and when asked he didn't say anything, the two people standing behind could only watch the guy with a broken arm become a hero, and after watching a few people, they fell into a layer of illusion.

The wind is more cold, the snow is more crazy, and the sky is even colder.

The three of them were in such a situation, they couldn't stabilize their feet at all, they were swayed by the wind, Dye Cang even felt that his blood was frozen, and his body was even stiffer, and he had never experienced such a cold person who actually thought of death, it was really a torture that was worse than death, and even Yanwa herself was so frozen that she couldn't stretch out her hand, I really don't know how this kid found the trace of that person.

However, in such a bitter cold, the mandrill was leisurely, and although it was blown by the wind and snow, the creature stood there as steady as Mount Tai, and did not move.

Ran Cang didn't think much about the guy when he looked at him, just hid behind him and lewd, Yanwa didn't like that guy in the first place, so naturally he wouldn't get closer, but he thought a little more in his heart, and I didn't see much of his ability in his early years, how could he be so cultivated now, and then think about how many of his people were rescued before, and he felt more and more strange, he was a person who was going to die, in such an environment, how did he save himself......