For Ling Xiuzhi, Zhang Yifei has naturally thought that the reason why Ling Xiu is not afraid to go to the oil pan is definitely the reason for the strength of the idea to protect the whole body, that is to say, those hot hot oils actually did not really come into contact with Lingxiu's skin meat, in a short period of time is certainly no problem, but if it is a long time, Lingxiu has a major life danger.

"Old leaf, what do you mean, this is not more than dare to go down the oil pan, brother's brother under the oil pan, this bureau should be even a tie, what is just starting, you don't make trouble?" 」In my heart, I was really worried about the cultivation, but on the surface, it was waving my hand in disapproval.

Ye Siyan grunted softly: "We said in advance, the rules are determined by the mother, you also readily agreed, how, now want to play with it?"

"Fuck, who's going to fool, don't slander your mother, I'm an honest man."Zhang Yifei deliberately raised his voice.

"Then you shut up the old lady, this last game must be divided into victory and defeat, time is infinitely extended, who leaves the oil pan first, who will lose."Ye Siyan's eyes were firm and his teeth were gnashing.

Zhang Yifei is really sad to die, sad face looking at the oil pan in the repair, looking at the constantly rising hot oil pan, the heart is more and more cridden: spicy next door this whole, the old leaf's ability is heat-resistant, for him the oil pan is like a hot bath, want to stay for how long can the old, but the old Ling is not the same, the idea is too laborious, if you continue to use it.

Thinking of that terrible picture, Zhang Yifei could not help but fight a cold, a cold sweat poured out from thousands of pores on his body.

In the two oil pans, the hot dog of the competitive pirate group came back from the surprise and laughed mockingly: "Boy, I can soak in the oil pan one day and one night, how long can you last?"A quarter or two minutes?Or an hour?”

Ling Xiu did not speak, not that he did not want to return, but the current situation does not allow him to speak, he has to concentrate on the control of the mind to protect the body, if there is a little flash, his body will be fryed by this hot oil, the situation is as Zhang Fei expected, the exertion of the mind is very draining, on this moment of work, his forehead is already covered with hot sweat.

“Boy, compare me to the oil pan, you’ll be ready to finish!”

The hot dog laughed and shouted at his companion, “Fire!”

“Hold on!”

The competitive pirate group immediately brought a lot of dry wood, added to the oil pan, they are also quite fair, each oil under the pot are added the same amount of dry wood, the fire encountered dry wood, like a beast roaring up, the fire "huh" rose to four or five meters high in the air, the oil in the two large pot again violently rolled up.

Everyone around them poured out cool gas, the oil was more than two hundred degrees, which added a lot of dry wood, the temperature is afraid that it can rise a hundred degrees again, this is completely playful.

"Mother's leaf, you still have to be ashamed, old Ling if something happens, Lao Ting will kill you one by one."He was red with his eyes and roared in anger.

Ye Siyan looked at him coldly, then swept to him like a bad wind, bristled, and gnashed his teeth and asked, “Tell the old lady again, who are you going to kill?”

“Coooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Zhang Yifei swallowed a spit, looking at the angry face in front of him, he was aware of what he called a tigress, mother is a tigress, suddenly tugging, the voice also fell down: "You don't care who I want to kill?"It won’t kill you anyway!”

Ye Siyan then pulled half of the dagger into the back, coldly snorted not to go over, but the people stood with Zhang Yifei.

“Damn, tiger, old fork ring you!”

Zhang Yifei looked at her side, secretly cursed in her heart, this scolding, not to help, because I realized that I was scolding the wrong thing, immediately scolded himself, "Spicy next door, you circle her chicken, hair ah, this kind of goods is also on, Genima is hungry."

At this time, the fire under the two oil pans has been very prosperous, the oil inside is rolling and bubbling up, because the temperature is too high, the air around the oil pan has become hazy, as if the space has been distorted.

Cai Ziyan rushed up and persuaded, "Mr. Ling, give up, don't fight the island master, and then go on, you... you will die."

She is really good for the Lingtong, not for anything else, just because the Lingshu four people are the guests she entertains today, so she does not want to change things, in addition, even if it is nothing to give up, or a big happy event, the whole competitive island will be happy.

Ling Shu turned his head and smiled at her, then turned back, closed his eyes again, and focused on controlling the power of her mind.

The temperature of the oil pan rose, he had to spend more of the mind to protect his body, and even with the power of the mind to protect, the body can feel the kind of high temperature that can destroy everything, and the sweat beads of the size of beans fall from the forehead.

"Boy, is it fast, you can't say it, but don't really be bombed by adults, haha..."

Hot dogs are quite comfortable, just like really in the hot bath, see Ling repair face more and more ugly, is can not help but laugh.

Ling Xiu ignored the hot dog, he estimated that he could hold on for about an hour, and continue to use his mind for more than an hour to stay in the oil pan, which would seriously damage his body to the fundamentals, when he would become handless chicken, which was definitely not the result he wanted, and when he was on the island, he had enough to suffer when he had no strength.

You have to find a way, you have to find a way!

He closed his eyes, frowned, and fell into a state of thought.

The hot dog was only when he was suffering from frying, and suddenly he was excited: "Boy, look so bad, brother, I want to say a poem!" 」

“Hot dog, it seems that you are a poetic hair today, and you will be a poem!”

"Come on, we're a pirate, you're a culture."

“Come on, we hot-dog poets are going to be poetry again!”

The members of the competitive pirate group echoed warmly, the whistle-blowing whistle-blowing, shouting, like a group of cheering cheering pullers.

The people around them couldn’t cry and laugh, and they didn’t know what to say, because it didn’t take long for them to teach the so-called poems of the overheated dogs.

At this time, the hot dog is a high chant: "Ah, ignorant boy and I fight, sweating less than a moment, I can't see three minutes, he has to turn a pussy, ah, a cry, a white throw away a life!"