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"Brother-in-law, you are so amazing! We were all nervous just now, where did you go just now?" Feng Xiaohui asked excitedly.

Ye Fan smiled bitterly and asked, "Xiaohui, can you tell me what your ability is and what kind of spiritual ability it is?"

Since Rodriman said that it is better to take Feng Xiaohui with him, there must be a reason for him.

When Feng Xiaohui heard this question, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, lowered his head, and was a little embarrassed.

"Say, I'm your brother-in-law, what don't you dare to say?" Ye Fan couldn't cry or laugh.

One of the strangers next to him suddenly laughed and said, "Your Excellency Lucifer, Xiaohui's ability is amazing, he can make himself incapacitated......!"

"Xiaohui is on our island, and he has a nickname called 'Onlookers', haha......" A few other strangers joked.

Ye Fan frowned, "Onlookers, what do you mean?"

Feng Xiaohui had no choice but to explain: "Brother-in-law...... In fact...... My psychic ability is a very frustrating psychic ability, a 'insulated' type of psychic ability."

"Be insulated, you say be careful", Ye Fan said.

"Let me explain," Elle said, "We passed the test and sent a special psychic supernatural mentor to teach Xiaohui, and Xiaohui's spiritual ability gradually stabilized.

Then, we found that his spiritual power can be centered on himself and release a protective layer of spiritual power without dead ends.

In Xiaohui's spiritual power shield, his spiritual power dominates, but it can't exceed the range of his insulating protective layer, and other people's spiritual power can't enter his realm......

In short, Xiaohui can block the invasion of spiritual power, but it is only to block the invasion, and he can't do anything else at the moment......"

Ye Fan suddenly realized, no wonder he looked at Feng Xiaohui with a depressed expression.

His ability is indeed very weak in most cases, watching others fight to the death, and he himself, silently watching, can only guard his own one-third of an acre of land, and can't do anything else.

"Xiaohui, don't be too frustrated, although your ability can only protect a small area, but in terms of defense, it is really very powerful, even my spiritual power can't enter your barrier at all.

So, I think if you can expand the scope of the barrier in the future, maybe you can become the nemesis of any psychic ability," Elle encouraged.

Ye Fan smiled: "How much range can Xiaohui protect now?"

Xiaohui said embarrassedly, "Brother-in-law...... I can only ...... Protect the area of one square meter around the body".

Ye Fan's face stiffened, this is really a genuine "small range".

But...... One square meter is enough to protect him alone.

"Xiaohui, come back to Xia Country with me, I have something to do, I need your powerful ability to help me!" Ye Fan said with a serious face.

Feng Xiaohui was startled, "I'...... Can my abilities help my brother-in-law?"

"This mission, it belongs to you", Ye Fan really didn't say nonsense.

Feng Xiaohui seemed to have won the lottery, but he didn't expect that his "onlooker" ability could still be useful? !

Ye Fan didn't have time to explain more, and after taking Feng Xiaohui with him, he said goodbye to Ai'er and the others.

Ai'er originally wanted to go with her, but considering that there were still some things to deal with here in the Association of Strangers, she could only reluctantly say goodbye to Ye Fan.

As for Rodriman, he had already gone to find a drink to drink, and he didn't bother to deal with them at all.

For the elderly, helping to get here is already very face-saving.

After leaving the headquarters of the Association of Strangers, Ye Fan took Feng Xiaohui and flew back to Huahai.

He knew that he couldn't delay longer, if the postman found out something and ran out of Xia Kingdom, it would probably take a long time......

……

Kunlun, the vast mountains, I don't know how many thousand miles.

An unknown valley with snow-capped peaks above and a geothermal hot spring flowing through below.

The blend of ice and fire is particularly evident here.

And in this valley, a strong smell of blood and a violent atmosphere are permeating.

The source of it all is a pool near a hot spring, under a cliff.

This pool is only seven or eight square in size, but inside, it is actually boiling blood water!

There is even a foul smell of blood in the fishy smell, mixed with some hot springs underground, like a pot used to cook the wicked in the legendary hell!

It's hard to imagine that a shirtless young man is soaking in this pool right now!

His two arms were imprisoned by four stout chains of unknown metal, each of which was deeply embedded in the solid rock around him, and it was difficult to move a single bit!

"Ah...... Ah......h......h Grandfather...... I don't practice anymore...... I don't practice anymore...... You let me out......"

The man smiled kindly and said, "Feng'er, don't give up, follow the exercises taught to you by your grandfather, run it, and cooperate with our Shenlong clan's 'Shenlong Nine Changes', you will definitely succeed."

The young man in the pool is Ye Feng!

Ye Feng never expected that his grandfather, the Martial God, taught him a way to quickly recover his strength, and it turned out to be such a terrifying blood pool to refine the demon practice method of refining the flesh!

He couldn't even think of this unheard-of cultivation method, let alone believe that his grandfather, a dignified martial god, would let his own grandson practice such kung fu!

"Grandpa...... I'm in so much pain...... I'm so uncomfortable...... Please...... I don't want to regain my strength...... Just let me out......" Ye Feng is almost worse than dead, in this pool of blood, his whole body seems to be bitten by countless insects!

The key is that this red eye, full of bloody stench, makes him sick even more!

The martial god sighed: "I told you a long time ago, you have to endure hardships in order to recover your strength, you said that you can endure hardships, why can't you say it at this time......?

Ye Feng cried bitterly, and he looked helplessly at the Martial God's mother, who was also crying bitterly.

"Mom, please Grandpa...... Go and get your father...... I'm going crazy! I can't stand it!"

Ji Rulan saw that her son had been tortured for so many days in such a place, and her liver and intestines had already been broken, and her tears were about to dry up.

Ji Rulan didn't know how many times, knelt on the ground again, and begged: "Father, just let Feng'er come out...... He really couldn't hold on...... We don't take revenge, are we good at cultivating...... Please......"

(三七 Chinese.)