The strongest biochemical

Chapter 853 Woohoo

Knowing Ling Xiu from the bottom up, Zhang Yifei naturally thought that the reason why Ling Xiu was not afraid of getting into the frying pan must be because of the power of his mind to protect his whole body. There must be no problem within a certain period of time, but if it takes a long time, Ling Xiu's life will be in serious danger.

"Lao Ye, what do you mean? Isn't this a comparison of daring to be in the frying pan? Brother's brothers are also in the frying pan. This game should be considered a draw. What do you mean it's just started? Can you stop making trouble? "He was really worried about Ling Xiu in his heart, but on the surface he waved his hand pretending to be disapproving.

Ye Siyan snorted softly: "We agreed in advance, the rules are determined by my mother, and you readily agreed, why, now you want to play tricks again?"

"Damn, who's going to play tricks, don't slander my brother, I'm an honest man." Zhang Yifei deliberately raised his voice.

"Then you just shut up for me. This last round must be decided. The time will be extended indefinitely. Whoever leaves the frying pan first will lose." Ye Siyan's eyes were firm and she gritted her teeth.

Zhang Yifei was really worried about this. He looked at Ling Xiu in the oil pan with a sad face, and looked at the steaming oil pan, and his heart became more and more disturbed: What happened to the spicy next door, what happened to Lao Ye's men? The ability is heat resistance. For him, taking a frying pan is like soaking in a hot bath. He can stay as long as he wants, but Lao Ling is different. The power of thoughts is too exhausting. Can't be exhausted, when the time comes to lose the protection of the power of thought, wouldn't Lao Ling just...

Thinking of that tragic scene, Zhang Yifei couldn't help shivering, and a cold sweat gushed out from thousands of pores on his body.

Among the two frying pans, the hot dog of the competitive pirate group recovered from the shock, and said with a mocking smile: "Boy, I can soak in the frying pan for a day and a night, how long can you last? A quarter of an hour or two quarters of an hour ? Or an hour?"

Ling Xiu didn't speak, not because he didn't want to go back, but because the current situation doesn't allow him to talk and be distracted. He has to concentrate on controlling the power of his mind to protect his body. The frying was overcooked, the situation was as Zhang Yifei expected, and it took a lot of energy and energy to exert the power of his mind. In just this moment, his forehead was already covered with hot sweat.

"Boy, compare the frying pan with me, just wait until the end!"

The hot dog laughed, and then yelled at his companion, "Fire up!"

"Got it!"

The competitive pirate group immediately brought a large pile of dry wood and put it under the oil pan. They were quite fair, adding an equal amount of dry wood to each oil pan. When the fire hit the dry wood, it roared like a wild beast. , The flame rose into the air four or five meters high with a "hush", and the oil in the two cauldrons began to boil violently again.

Everyone around gasped. The oil was already over 200 degrees Celsius, and a lot of dry firewood was added. The temperature may rise to another hundred degrees. This is completely desperate.

"Damn Lao Ye, you are still shameless. If something happens to Lao Ling, I will kill you one by one." Zhang Yifei roared angrily with red eyes.

Ye Siyan glared at him coldly, and then rushed towards him like a gust of wind, glaring, and gritted her teeth and asked: "Tell me again, who are you going to kill?"

"Gudong~"

Zhang Yifei swallowed hard. Looking at the angry face in front of him, he knew what a tigress was. Damn it was a tigress. Who to kill? Anyway... Anyway, I won't kill you!"

Only then did Ye Siyan insert the half-drawn dagger back, snorted coldly and turned her head away, but she stood with Zhang Yifei.

"Damn it, tigress, I circled you!"

Zhang Yifei looked at her side and cursed secretly in his heart. After he finished cursing, he couldn't help being startled, because he realized that he had cursed wrongly, so he immediately cursed himself back, "Neighbor Mala, you circle her like a dick, Ba Mao, this kind of thing is also on the market, and the real Nima is hungry."

At this time, the fire under the two oil pans was already very hot, and the oil inside was boiling and bubbling. Because the temperature was too high, the air around the oil pans became hazy, like a space. There has been a twist in general.

Cai Ziyan rushed up and persuaded: "Mr. Ling, you should admit defeat, don't fight against the island owner, if this continues, you... you will die."

She really did it for Ling Xiu and the others, not for anything else, just because Ling Xiu and the others were her guests today, so she didn't want anything to happen to Ling Xiu, besides, it's okay to admit defeat, it's still a happy event, The entire competitive island will be overjoyed.

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

As the temperature of the oil pan rose, he had to spend more mental power to protect his body, and even with the power of mental power to protect his body, his body could still feel the high temperature that could destroy everything. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

"Boy, is it going to die soon? If you can't do it, just say it, don't really be blown up and do it, hahaha..."

The hot dog was quite pleasant, as if taking a real hot bath. Seeing Ling Xiu's face becoming more and more ugly, he couldn't help laughing.

Ling Xiu ignored the hot dog. He estimated that he could last for an hour. If he continued to use the power of his mind to stay in the frying pan for more than an hour, his body would be seriously damaged, and he would become handless at that time. The power to bind the chicken, this is definitely not the result he wanted. When he was on Lingdao, he was fed up with the torture when he had no strength.

You should think of a way, you have to think of a way!
He closed his eyes, frowned tightly, and fell into a state of thought.

The hot dog only thought that he was enduring the pain of deep frying, and suddenly became excited: "Boy, seeing you are so uncomfortable, brother, I really want to sing a poem!"

"Hahaha...Hot dog, it seems that you are very poetic today, and you want to sing poetry again!"

"Quick chant, fast chant, in our competitive pirate group, you are the only one who is educated."

"Quick chirp chirp everyone, we hot dog poets are going to write poetry again!"

The members of the competitive pirate group echoed enthusiastically, blowing whistles and yelling, just like a group of cheerleaders.

The surrounding crowd couldn't laugh or cry, and really didn't know what to say, because they didn't ask Hot Dog's so-called poetry for a long time.

At this time, the hot dog chanted high-spiritedly: "Ah, the ignorant boy fights with me, and he sweats in less than a moment. I can't stand it for a quarter of an hour, and he will be a puddle of pus. Alas, alas, alas, throwing away a piece of meat for nothing!" Life, lost a life in vain!"

(End of this chapter)