In the room, Feng Yan drank hot water slowly, while in front of him stood two people with distorted faces and cold sweat.

One of these two people is Xiao Yao, and the other is Song Ziyou.

His original intention was just to punish Xiao Yao slightly, so that she could understand that in the face of absolute power, any fantasy and any grand wish was as unrealistic as a dream bubble, but he didn't expect that Song Ziyou, the stupid son of the landlord's family, would dare to establish a spiritual dialogue with her after seeing Xiao Yao being mentally attacked.

After a while, Feng Yan withdrew Long Wei, looked at the two people who were in pain, and said lightly: "How is it, are you connected?"

"Brother Yan, this is my goal, and I won't give up easily. Xiao Yao's hand and Song Ziyou held tightly, as if he had found a support, still gritting his teeth and not letting go.

Feng Yan smiled again at this, glared at Wang Xi who was pulling at him beside him, and he burst out with a stronger spiritual attack.

This time he didn't relent, the surging spiritual power was like an endless, rolling ocean wave, one wave stronger than another, even Wang Xi and other people on the edge of the storm had a sense of heaven and earth blessing Feng Yan, as if heaven and earth were following him to rotate.

And this is just the power of the aftermath, and the two people who really face this spiritual torrent are like entering the hell of Daoshan Mountain, receiving heavier and heavier spiritual whippings every time.

When they arrived, they only felt that their souls could not withstand the power of a single blow, and under the whip of God transformed into a spiritual will, their souls were broken again and again, then regrouped, and then broken again, and this process made them feel that life was worse than death.

Then the change started again, this time the two of them came to a mountain of corpses in a sea of blood, all eyes were endlessly blood-red, in the center of this world there was a huge stone mill, and those piles of corpses were being thrown into the stone mill one by one to crush, and after a while, a pile of sticky gravy flowed out of the edge of the stone mill, scarlet, shocking.

Soon Yin Cha whipped them with a barbed whip and hurried towards the mill, leaving them to cry in despair and beg for mercy in low breath, in exchange for merciless whipping.

At last they watched as their bodies were crushed by the stone, from their toes to their calves, from their thighs to their chests, and finally to their heads, until their consciousness was completely darkened, as if they were alive and dead, and the torment did not stop.

"Carry them back to their room. Feng Yan pouted at the pair of bitter mandarin ducks who had fallen into a coma.

Only then did everyone breathe a sigh of relief, the aftermath of Feng Yan just now also attacked them, and it was only the aftermath, they were like entering the hell of the knife mountain, the pain was unbearable, and they woke up in a cold sweat.

"Baby, are Xiao Yao and the fat man okay?" Wang Xi gasped, wiping the cold sweat on his face, but still asked worriedly.

"It's just a cranial nerve injury, and when Xiao Yao regains consciousness in a few days, she can use her abilities to help her recover. Feng Yan's tone was as calm as ever, as if he didn't pay attention to the injuries of the two team members at all.

Hearing this, the people around all gasped, and finally Guan Yue asked in a low voice, "Brother Yan, didn't you keep your hand?"

Feng Yan glanced at her in surprise, and finally said calmly: "Keep your hand? Why do you want to keep your hand? Do I have to wait for them to get into trouble before I regret it? I believe you should understand the truth that if I make one more move, the team will be more dangerous." ”

"But Xiao Yao, she's not wrong, she's just trying to help the poor pair of grandchildren. Wang Xi's words were a little reproachful, as if he was complaining that he shouldn't have hurt the two of them so badly.

"I'll say it one last time, strength is the last word in the last days, and if you don't have the strength, let alone help others, even your own net worth and life will be difficult to protect! Also, if the trouble they caused can be solved by themselves, then I won't care, but do they have the ability? As long as they are still in the team for a day, I must be responsible for the safety of them and the rest of you, understand?" he put down the kettle in his hand heavily, and finally said to Wang Xi in a serious tone.

"But they're so badly injured, what if something happens?"

"If it doesn't exist, let's not talk about whether Xiao Yao can use his ability to restore his body by himself, as far as the physical fitness and recovery ability of the person with the ability are concerned, at most he will be able to repair his wound after lying down for ten days and half a month at most. ”

"But they..."

Feng Yan waved his hand to interrupt Wang Xi's words, and directly revealed the hidden meaning, "I understand what I am doing, and I also deliberately made them unconscious for so long, the purpose is to give the pair of grandchildren the last time, and when these few days pass, Xiao Yao can also stop thinking." ”

Hearing this, Wang Xi sighed faintly and sat beside him in a daze.

Rubbing Wang Xi's head, he said in a gentle tone: "You are all members of my team, as long as you are still here for a day, I will be responsible for your safety, you can hate me, you can also blame me, and even you can leave, but I only advise you, in the last days, strength is the criterion for evaluating everything." ”

......

Evening.

In the snowstorm, Feng Yan struggled to move forward in the open space in front of the factory, his not tall figure like a flat boat in a tsunami.

Finally ran back to the factory, he looked at the ice on the glass on the first floor getting thicker and thicker, his face gradually became ugly; the blood is getting bigger and bigger, and even the temperature is falling with the sun; at this moment, the survivors in the factory have raised the bonfire to the fullest, but the temperature in the room is still falling wildly, and even Feng Yan feels a burst of coolness.

Trembling, he hurriedly withdrew his gaze and walked back to the campfire where the team had risen, holding the branch in his arms.

In front of Wang Xi was a constantly beating bonfire, and all the clothes on his body were already wrapped, but his lips were still white from the cold, and his teeth couldn't stop trembling.

Seeing Feng Yan sitting beside her, she trembled and stretched out her hand, patted the snowflakes stuck to Feng Yan's clothes, and then plunged into his arms like a koala, never letting go.

"Are the fat man and Xiao Yao okay?" Looking at the crowd that had shrunk into a ball, Feng Yan asked in a deep voice.

When the temperature suddenly dropped just now, he let the two of them drink his own blood, using the essence energy of the dragon's blood to speed up the repair of their bodies.

"Also... Fortunately, now the two of them are... I'm cowering under the covers. Wang Xi replied that she felt that her tongue was about to be frozen.

"That's good, when they feel that the cold is unbearable, they should come out. Feng Yan reached out and hugged Wang Xi, trying to keep her close to his body.

"Don't... Don't talk about them, I'll go... Pure... Brother Yan, we... We're not going to freeze to death here, are we?" Xiang Yang hugged Guan Yue, stammered, and asked in despair.

The current temperature was unbearable even for those of them who were Level 3 Abilities, let alone the others.

Feng Yan shook his head and said in a deep voice, "It's too early to say this, but if this temperature continues to drop, with our current food reserves, we may really be wiped out here." ”

Hearing Feng Yan's speculation, Guan Yue's face darkened, and then she hugged Xiang Yang beside her harder, and stammered in his ear: "Xiang... Xiangyang, you know I'm the most ... What do you regret the most?"

"What... What!" Xiang Yang put several of his clothes on Guan Yue's body, and the chill on his body was far heavier than he imagined.

"No... Didn't put you to sleep. Under the threat of death, Guan Yue finally took the initiative to pierce the layer of window paper.

Feng Yan's hands rubbed back and forth on Wang Xi's back, and after hearing the words of these two people, he even quipped: "Yo roar, you pair of hard-working mandarin ducks are finally willing to tell their hearts; ”

But his rare move did not have the desired effect, and under the influence of this terrifying cold snap, even the atmosphere was frozen.

Boom!

There was a loud crash outside, but no one in the factory wanted to go out to check, because the cold was too unbearable, and the visibility from the outside was almost zero.

However, Feng Yan thought of someone, and saw him shouting loudly: "Professor He!

The tone was as frivolous as ever, as if the target of the shouting was not a respected professor at all, but an old naughty boy in the countryside.

"Little... Boy, you... You come and talk. "The sound is small and the pitch is badly distorted, which also shows how much torture the owner of the voice is enduring is enduring it.

tried to break free of Wang Xi's arm, but he helplessly found that Wang Xi didn't seem to have the intention of letting go, but it was not good to hold a girl over and talk like this, so he had to bite his finger and drip a few drops of hot dragon blood into Wang Xi's mouth.

After its effect was onset, Feng Yan pulled her arm apart.

"Old man, you didn't freeze to death. Glancing at Professor He, whose lips were pale and his face was sallow, Feng Yan asked.

"You... You're not talking nonsense! Hurry up, give me that blood of yours... I'll take a few drops!" Professor He's condition was very bad, his jaw joint seemed to freeze to death at the moment, and even the tone of his voice changed.

Hearing this, Feng Yan frowned, he had long thought that many people would covet him after revealing the effect of blood, but at least no one dared to think like this in front of him;

After another long time, he sighed heavily, and after ignoring the longing gazes of the others, he broke Professor He's mouth and dripped a few drops of dragon blood into it.

Then he said coldly: "Old man, I hope that your next words will be right for the blood I fed you!"

Hearing this, Professor He, who was feeling the burning sensation coming from his abdomen, nodded hurriedly, and after recovering a little, he said confidently: "Young man, I know what you're thinking, and I have a way to deal with it." ”

After speaking, he raised his eyebrows at Feng Yan, as if to say that he did not suffer a loss compared to the transaction.

"If you know, say it quickly! You still want me to beg you!" Feng Yan said impatiently, he could feel the temperature drop a little more, and the situation was getting more and more critical.

"The solution is very simple, just dig a hole! Dig into the thermostatic layer underground. ”