Chapter 260 Could It Be Heatstroke?

Seeing that the opponent was about to catch up soon, Yue Xincheng simply stopped.

"You guys run first, I'll stop them." Yue Xincheng said.

"That does not……"

"Sister-in-law, stop making trouble." Yue Xincheng interrupted before Meng Jing finished speaking, "They have a lot of people, and their speed is not slow, and they must be strong. The three of us can't beat them. Go to the boss, or the people in the Dragon Pavilion, and let them save me is the kingly way."

Meng Jing is not the kind of indecisive mother-in-law. Hearing what Yue Xincheng said was reasonable, she immediately ran away with Yang Rui.

Those people chased after them, and Yue Xincheng immediately raised his hands.

"Hello guys, what's up with you?"

"Go after the other two," said one of them.

Yue Xincheng immediately stopped the few people who were waiting for the opportunity.

"Hey, if you want to fight, let's hurry up. Even if I can't beat you, I can help them delay the time. You will definitely not be able to catch up." Yue Xincheng said with a smile.

A few people frowned, thinking that what Yue Xincheng said made sense, they simply took him back to the previous place.

"Brother, someone brought it."

"Where are the other two?" The dark-faced man looked at Yue Xincheng a little unhappy.

What I want are those two beautiful girls, okay?

You can catch one at least!

The young man coughed and said, "Brother, just grab one. What are you going to do with three? Besides, if he wants to stop him, even if he's not our opponent, it's okay to delay for a while. There is snow everywhere, the temperature is extremely low, and running at full strength consumes a lot of energy in the body, and if we don’t have the energy to keep out the cold, we will die here.”

"You want to talk too much?!" the black-faced man said coldly.

The boy stopped talking.

Although the black-faced man was scolding on the surface, he knew in his heart that he was telling the truth, so he didn't want to continue pestering him, but stared at Yue Xincheng and asked, "Who are you?"

"People from Xiuxian College." Yue Xincheng said with a smile.

There is nothing that cannot be said about one's own identity.

Moreover, revealing his identity as a student of Xiuxian Academy can also make the other party more or less afraid.

If you have to be stubborn and don't say anything, that's something that a lack of heart will do, and no brain-dead drama would dare to shoot like this.

"Why are you running?" the black-faced man asked.

"Then what are you chasing after?" Yue Xincheng asked.

The black-faced man snorted coldly.

The young man wanted to persuade his senior brother to let Yue Xincheng go. After all, the other party was a student of Xiuxian College, but considering that speaking at this time would only backfire, he could only give up such an idea.

He winked at the long-legged senior sister, and the senior sister immediately understood what he meant, smiled, and said to the black-faced man: "Senior brother, since he is from Xiuxian College, let's let him go."

"Let him go?" The black-faced man snorted coldly and said, "It is precisely because he is from Xiuxian Academy that we cannot let him go!"

"why is that?"

The black-faced man sneered and said: "As a student of Xiuxian College, he must know more about the secret realm than us. With him, we will not die here. Otherwise, with our strength, how long can we stay here? ?”

The long-legged senior sister sighed and stopped talking.

Yue Xincheng coughed, and asked, "May I ask you, what school do you study under?"

"You don't need to know that." The black-faced man said expressionlessly.

Yue Xincheng simply gave up.

When a scholar meets a soldier, he can't explain why. Although he is not a scholar, and the opponent is not a soldier, but this sentence is also applicable here, they are simply a bunch of psychopaths! I didn't invite you to mess with you, but also played kidnapping.

"Go, take us to a safe place." The black-faced man said.

Yue Xincheng was almost not happy.

"Brother, stop teasing me. If I knew where it was safe, I would still be wandering around before?"

"Hmph, maybe your destination is to go to safety." The black-faced man said.

This buddy insisted that Yue Xincheng knew where it was safe.

It is simply puzzling.

To be honest, Yue Xincheng didn't even have such confidence in himself.

"Go! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you!" the black-faced man said impatiently.

Yue Xincheng had no choice but to walk forward casually.

He really didn't know where he was going, but it didn't matter.

In the secret realm, there are quite a few people from Xiuxian Academy and Dragon Pavilion.

As long as your luck is not too bad, you should be able to meet some.

At that time, I can become a serf and sing.

It's a little fun to think about it.

After walking a certain distance, the black-faced man muttered and complained.

"I really don't know what kind of broken place this is. It's so cold. If we still can't find a safe place, we really have to explain it here."

Yue Xincheng sneered in his heart.

It sounds like someone begged you to come here.

However, the black-faced man's words also reminded Yue Xincheng.

It's definitely not the way to go on blindly like this, not to mention these people, even I can't bear the exhaustion of energy.

In the previous Broken Dragon Mountain Secret Realm, there were many treasures. If you pick a fruit and eat it, it will leave a lingering fragrance in your teeth. It will be of great benefit. This is also a secret realm. .

Suddenly, Yue Xincheng guessed a soft object under his feet.

"oops!"

So, he fell to the ground.

One of his hands suddenly stretched into the snow. At this moment, Yue Xincheng's most intuitive feeling was: his heart was so cold and his heart was soaring.

Although he didn't know what he was grabbing, his instinct told him that it must be something good.

"What are you doing?!" the black-faced man stopped and said angrily.

"I fell down." While speaking, Yue Xincheng also stood up, with both hands tucked into his sleeves.

The boy behind him moved his eyes slightly, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

"Don't smudge, keep going!" the black-faced man urged.

Yue Xincheng turned his face away, lowered his head slightly, turned his body sideways at an angle that the other party could not see, and quickly stuffed the thing in his hand into his mouth.

Before stuffing it into his mouth, he glanced at it and saw it was a soft red bead.

As soon as he ate the food, his face changed.

"Damn it, I've eaten my stomach..."

A wave of heat surged through his body.

The skin on his body turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yue Xincheng's body fell firmly to the ground, and he could even hear the "呲呲" sound, as if the red-hot iron was suddenly soaked in cold water.

"Brother, what happened to him?" The long-legged senior sister was also frightened.

"Could it be... heatstroke?" the black-faced man said subconsciously.

The wind and snow are very big.

Someone is suffering from heat stroke.

There was no credibility in saying this, but Yue Xincheng, whose skin was flushed in front of him, seemed to be trying to prove what the black-faced man said.