Mo Yiming stared at the large treasure fan, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

"This object is an escape object, and it controls flight through thoughts, but its flight speed is also related to one's own cultivation. If you encounter someone at the seventh level of gathering Qi and use this object to escape, it is more than enough. If you encounter someone at the eighth level of gathering Qi, it is a bit difficult. If you encounter someone at the nineth level of gathering Qi, then...you are waiting to die."

After the words fell, Yan Deng saw that Mo Yiming had jumped on the Qianyuanbao fan at some point.

When the thoughts were output, Mo Yiming swayed on the fan, and then fell from the air for a moment, whistling and screaming.

"Haha, do you think the treasure can be controlled by what you say? You must be united with it and integrate it to control it." Yan Deng laughed and said.

Mo Yiming seemed to be thinking, and was not busy jumping on the Qianyuanbao Fan, but closed his eyes and when his thoughts were output, he seemed to have communicated with the treasure fan.

"Today I will be attentive, so don't disturb me. I will leave at dawn tomorrow. I will give you three more thought powers. One thought power can last for half an hour. You can use it for half an hour. If you have 10% of my cultivation, you can only use it once a year. Please use it with caution."

When he spoke, Yan Deng looked a little solemn. After closing his eyes, a white cultivation power flew out of his fingertips, and a total of three ways, entering Mo Yiming's eyebrows.

As these three thought powers were poured in, Mo Yiming's head suddenly raised, and a dazzling white light shot out from his eyebrows, illuminating the entire cave as if it were daylight.

The powerful impact of power made blood in his pupils, and even more painful made him grit his teeth. Before he could roar, he fell asleep.

On this day, the scorching sun was in the sky, and the big rocks on the ground were burning hot.

There was an army in the south mountain, walking tiredly towards the mine. Behind them were five carriages.

"Everyone hurry up, the weapons on the battlefield ahead are gone. We must collect iron ore and send them back to Nanming City within ten days, and cast them into weapons. After the deadline, none of you will survive."

They had been running in the jungle for five days, talking about a man in extraordinary clothes. He rode his horse, and sweat fell from his forehead. As his words fell, the pace of the army suddenly accelerated.

On that mine, all the miners were working hard to mine. Only Lei Xiao was exhausted at this time. But he did not escape the disaster. After a while, under Zhang Xun's leadership, a guard raised a basin of dirty water and slapped it on Lei Xiao's head.

"It's very tired? It seems that you're wearing too much stuff. You took off his shoes and clothes!"

After Zhang Xun's words came, the three guards quickly took off Lei Xiao's shoes, tore off their clothes, leaving only a pair of shorts on Lei Xiao's body.

The moment when his feet touched the hot rock, Lei Xiao stammered and jumped up. Then he looked at Zhang Xun fiercely, breathing rapidly, and without saying anything.

"It seems that you still have the strength. It turns out that you are lazy."

After saying that, Zhang Xun thrust his whip on Lei Xiao's body. The power was so great that Lei Xiao, who was standing, suddenly rolled to the ground. His exposed skin touched the ground, and he suddenly turned red as if burned by high temperature.

After so many days, Lei Xiao had no news about Mo Yiming. At some point, those thoughts would also appear in his mind. Perhaps as the miners said, Mo Yiming was dead. But he didn't want to believe this fact. Until these days, his health was getting worse day by day. He seemed to have heard the call of the god of death, so he simply mocked the most hateful person in his life as much as possible on the verge of death.

So, enduring the pain, Lei Xiao sat up reluctantly, pulled away his scattered hair, and showed his dull eyes. When he looked at Zhang Xun, he had a sarcastic smile on his lips: "Besides being able to whip people, besides living in his own desires, besides being able to flatter others, besides being jealous of others. Is there no other fun in your life?"

This sarcastic words made Zhang Xun stunned, and every word fell into his heart like a needle, making him feel stronger and stronger anger.

"Bang!"

Another whip fell.

"Ha ha!"

Lei Xiao laughed to the sky, letting the pain pass through his whole body. The laughter echoed in the mine, as if there was an echo that could not dissipate for a long time.

Before this, Zhang Xun thought Lei Xiao would make a beg for mercy, but his laughter now made him feel that he did not get the effect he deserved. Instead, it was an endless ridicule, which made his inner anger reach the extreme!

"Ba!Ba!Ba!Ba!Ba!"

Another wave of whip was whipping, and Lei Xiao's body was flesh and blood blooming, and blood kept flowing along the skin.

But he didn't scream because of the pain, even if he didn't even groan!

He stared at Zhang Xun with a straight face, and the smile on his lips remained the same.

"It's not satisfying, right? Hang him up!" Zhang Xun said breathlessly.

Several guards on the side responded, lifted Lei Xiao and left quickly.

In the scorching sun, the thunder roared up, and sweat beads on his body slid down. When he passed the wound on his body, severe pain came. He buried his head weakly, his expression was a little dazed, his eyes were shining, and he might fall into a coma at any time.

At a certain moment, he reluctantly looked up at the other side of the mine, as if he could see Mo Yiming's figure, slowly walking towards here.

But at this time, he hoped that Mo Yiming would not come. The terrain of the mine here was very unsuitable for escaping. On the huge flat ground, the guards' tents were built around the mine, and the escaped terrain was enclosed.

But even so, he really hoped that he could meet Mo Yiming before his death. Even if he met from afar, he would be satisfied. He wanted to know whether Mo Yiming survived in this world.

However, over the past few days, this desire for extravagance seemed to be getting smaller and smaller. That day, mudslides came like beasts, and the water in the canyon was even more turbulent. Mo Yiming had a very small chance of survival. This is a fact, a problem that he could not escape these days. However, the words before Mo Yiming left made him persist until now.

"You promised me and never broke your promise. But I may not be able to hold on until that time. Yiming, please don't blame me. If you are already unlucky, you will be a brother again."

Zhang Xun, sitting in the tent, stared at Lei Xiao. He wanted to know how long Lei Xiao could last when exposed to the scorching sun. He felt that Lei Xiao would definitely beg for mercy like him, even if he was given a death sentence.

However, time passed minute by minute, and a few hours later, it was noon the next day. On this day, in the cave behind the waterfall, when Mo Yiming opened his eyes, the smoke lamp had disappeared, and he felt a little disappointed. In a flash, he looked at the Qianyuanbao Fan on the ground. When his thoughts were output, the treasure fan suddenly had a strange golden font suspended. He jumped onto the treasure fan and Mo Yiming flew out of the cave staggeringly.

"The smoke lamp has left... The fifteenth day deadline has arrived. I don't know how many days I have been sleeping. Lei Xiao, you must wait for me."

While pondering, the speed of the Qianyuanbao fan under his feet suddenly increased, and there were gusts of wind roaring in his ears. He overtook several hills, flew straight along the canyon, and later arrived at the original mine.

However, when he came to the mine, he stood there and was stunned for a long time, his eyes became wet, and his inner anxiety reached its limit.

"Lei Xiao, where have you been?"

As he murmured in his heart, Mo Yiming looked at the surrounding terrain and saw the neat footprints on the ground. He thought he had moved.

"Can't wait!"

When the mind was output, a force of cultivation from the smoke lamp burst out from his body, causing a dazzling white light to flash in Mo Yiming's body. Using this force of cultivation, he controlled the Qianyuanbao fan under his feet, making his speed reach the extreme, and he quickly followed the footprints.

At the same time, Zhang Xun walked out of the tent, stretched his waist lazily, walked out of the tent, and looked at Lei Xiao in a coma. In a flash, he splashed dirty water on Lei Xiao's face, waking up Lei Xiao in a coma.

Lei Xiao slowly raised his head, which was like a thousand jin, smiled and looked at Zhang Xun: "Is there any new tricks?"

"The bones are quite hard." Zhang Xun said.

"Of course, it's harder than you. Unlike you, there's no place to get harder on your body."

"You..." Zhang Xun wanted to speak but stopped. He wanted to anger Lei Xiao, but he was angry with Lei Xiao. So in a flash, he controlled his emotions and said, "So you are a masochist. Since that's the case, I will fulfill you."

After saying that, Zhang Xun quickly left, and soon came over with a bowl of salt.

"Let you feel the taste of salt."

Zhang Xun finished speaking and sprinkled the salt in the bowl on Lei Xiao's wound. Lei Xiao gritted his teeth in pain, but still did not make a painful sound.

"How does it feel."

Zhang Xun's mouth was filled with an admiring smile, and the smugness in his eyes, which looked extremely ugly and disgusting.

"Pooh!"

A mouthful of saliva carried some blood from Lei Xiao's mouth and suddenly spit it on Zhang Xun's face.

“A little salty.”

Zhang Xun wiped the saliva from his face, gritted his teeth, and angry burst out from his eyes. Just as he was about to whip, a guard suddenly ran over and stammered in his ear for a few words, his expression changed.

After the guard left, he looked at Lei Xiao again, his breath seemed to be rapid, and his eyes became more angry.

"Tell me, where has Mo Yiming been?"

Lei Xiao showed a sarcastic smile on his lips. He looked at Zhang Xun and his voice was very small, saying, "Behind you."

Zhang Xun was shocked and subconsciously looked back, making Lei Xiao laugh.

"You dare to fool me! Slap!"

As the words fell, Zhang Xun whipped Lei Xiao's body suddenly.

"Tell me! Where did Mo Yiming go? He was cunning and cunning. Why did he count the miners today? Only him were missing." As he spoke, Zhang Xun bit his teeth tighter, and even blue veins appeared on his face. He clearly remembered that Lei Xiao was injured that day, and even Lei Xiao did not die from the mudslide, not to mention Mo Yiming, who was intact and inseparable from Lei Xiao, now that Mo Yiming must have escaped, but he was kept in the dark. This feeling made him extremely unbalanced. And in his opinion, Lei Xiao must know the direction of escape.

Lei Xiao looked at Zhang Xun with a faint smile. Zhang Xun was so angry that he felt that he had never had before.

"What? Want to know, beg me!"

"You... are looking for death!"

Zhang Xun's anger reached its peak, and he swung the whip in his hand again, as if he had used all his strength to continuously whip Lei Xiao's body, causing the place where Lei Xiao's flesh bloomed, and saw the white bones.

The pain of immersion in the bone marrow made Lei Xiao’s eyes dazed. He didn’t even have the strength to grit his teeth and hold it in pain. He let the whip whip on his body wildly, looking ahead in a daze. At this moment, it seemed as if he saw Tucheng in front of him, seeing his parents smiling kindly, seeing the cattle and sheep running all over the mountains, seeing the stream in front of the door, and seeing Mo Yiming waving to him...

Even seeing death is in front of you!

"Tell me where he is!"

Zhang Xun still whipped Lei Xiao's body with a whip in his hand, and the words in his mouth became louder and louder, causing the miners to turn their heads to look here one by one. They wanted to know what exactly made Zhang Xun so angry.

When they saw Zhang Xun's whip was still whipping Lei Xiao, they knew very well that under such whip, Lei Xiao would definitely be beaten to death.

A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and Lei Xiao's eyelids began to become heavier. His eyes looked straight ahead. After a certain pain, he turned into a trance. In a blink of an eye, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. This smile made people look heartbreaking, like despair, and like a farewell before his death.

"I'm here!"
Chapter completed!