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Wei Chen, whose mouth and nose were occupied by pipes, didn't make any sound, but Yin Feiyuan still caught a faint whimper coming from the sliding throat of the other party.

"Hey, why are you doing this? Father, the old man has given you many opportunities, and you didn't have to bear this pain." Yin Feiyuan sighed softly, the indifference in his eyes and his sound at the moment seemed to be full of enthusiasm for Wei Chen. The words of mercy were in stark contrast.

Wei Chen blinked, calmly took his gaze away from Yin Feiyuan, and slowly closed his eyelids.

"Do you want to continue escaping from reality? Han Jun doesn't want to evade any more. He is trying very hard to find out the truth of the year. Moreover, I heard that he already knows that he 'killed' you." , Yin Feiyuan turned his head to look at Wei Chen's chest, and a terrible scar lay across the other's fair chest, which was exactly the "commemoration" left to Wei Chen by Han Jun himself.

"Why do you make him suffer so much? Don't you love him so much? If you love him, let him be free. The rose that has been tormenting Han Jun should also wither." Yin Feiyuan bent down and approached Wei Chen ear, he whispered while observing Wei Chen's reaction.The other party's chest rose and fell slowly, and the soft and long eyelashes only blinked slightly. It seemed that there was not much emotional fluctuation, and Yin Feiyuan's eyes sank immediately.

"Your mental barrier is already damaged, do you really want me to completely destroy you? Wei Chen, you are also my senior after all, I don't want to treat you like this." The fan jellyfish beside Yin Feiyuan slowly floated over , its shape is soft and even a bit cute, but those dangling tentacles are all poisonous.

Still no response, Wei Chen didn't even open his eyes.

Yin Feiyuan could finally see a little anger on that indifferent face. He pressed Wei Chen's forehead, and after sending his spiritual tentacles into Wei Chen's body, he forced the other party's spiritual sea to unfold in front of his eyes. .

Now there is only a piece of barrenness left. The crystal lake that once occupied most of Wei Chen's spiritual sea is almost dry. There are only dead branches and leaves on the trees, and the flowers and plants on the ground are withered.

The crystal lake is the most core spiritual barrier in Wei Chen's spiritual sea - a white church, still holy, but the walls are beginning to become mottled, a white fallow deer is lying quietly in front of the church door, since Wei Chen After the body and mental sea were both severely injured, it no longer had the vitality of the past, and it just lay motionless in this barren spiritual sea day after day, weakening day by day.

Because Wei Chen's mental barrier had been broken, the pink jellyfish came to the fallow deer without hindrance. It wrapped its soft and long tentacles around the fallow deer, which was unable to stand up, and directly injected it into the opponent's body. toxin.

The dazed fallow deer raised its head because of the severe pain, it let out a whine, and then fell down again.

The severe pain suffered by the mental body quickly reflected on Wei Chen's body. Although it was not the first time he had been tortured by Yin Feiyuan, the severe pain that was enough to make people nervous still made him wrinkle. eyebrow.

"Hmm..." Wei Chen bit the oropharyngeal tube in his mouth tightly, scratched lightly on the metal bed with his palm, and his body began to writhe in pain.

Seeing Wei Chen's painful look, Yin Feiyuan finally had a little more smug smile in his eyes.

He pinched Wei Chen's swaying chin, and said with a light smile, "Is it worth enduring so much pain for Han Jun?"

Wei Chen suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Yin Feiyuan coldly. Although he was unable to speak, his fearless eyes had already told Yin Feiyuan his answer.

"Feiyuan, what are you doing? As I said, he is still very weak now, don't continue to use those overly rough methods!" Qi Ziming's voice sounded unexpectedly behind Yin Feiyuan, and he had already taken off the priest Clothes, put on a black coat.

"Father." The others in the room immediately stood up respectfully. They were all Qi Ziming's most trusted subordinates, and they were specially sent to assist Yin Feiyuan in imprisoning Wei Chen.

"Father, why did you come here so early?" Yin Feiyuan hurriedly turned around, and after hearing Qi Ziming's words, he hastily withdrew his spiritual body.

Qi Ziming came here through a secret passage. He asked Yin Feiyuan to buy the single-family villa here just to build such an underground prison for Wei Chen. Qi Ziming did not dare to underestimate this chief guide who is extremely powerful.

"Hmph, I'm just here to take a look. Are you planning to kill him directly? As I said, he is a useful tool." Qi Ziming walked to the metal bed, and he glanced at the man who was tortured by Yin Feiyuan's jellyfish poison Wei Chen stretched out his spiritual tentacles from his back. Normally, the color of a guide's spiritual tentacles will be white. The stronger the spiritual tentacles, the purer their color, and even glow with dazzling light. Qi Ziming's spiritual tentacles are pure black, dim and cold, which is exactly the spiritual tentacles possessed by the strongest guide - the dark guide.

Whether it is for spiritual restoration or spiritual attack, the dark wizard can do it to the extreme.

Qi Ziming carefully comforted Wei Chen's fallow deer with his tentacles, while sucking away all the remaining toxins in the opponent's body.

"I'm sorry, Father. But he still refuses to remove the rose plant in Han Jun's spiritual barrier. In that case, even if Lao Qin and the others can bring Han Jun back, the other party may be like five years ago..."

After confirming that Wei Chen had passed out under his comfort, Qi Ziming pulled out his mental tentacles expressionlessly.

"Wei Chen has been refusing to give in and follow you. Isn't it useless to keep him? Killing him may make that damn rose wither completely." Yin Feiyuan suggested in a low voice.

"Shut up. As I said, no one can take Wei Chen's life until Han Jun is brought back. I allow you to inflict necessary punishment on him, but it doesn't mean I allow you to take his life! "Qi Ziming stretched out his fingers to touch the scar on Wei Chen's chest, and said in a low voice, "He is the key to making Han Jun obedient, understand?"

Although Yin Feiyuan wanted to say that Han Jun already had a new matching guide, but in front of Qi Ziming, he swallowed all the words that might cause the other party's displeasure: "Yes, I understand."

"By the way, didn't you let people say that Wei Chen's mental state has fluctuated very much these days?" After Qi Ziming taught Yin Feiyuan a lesson, he remembered his purpose of coming here. A year ago, he decided to personally treat Wei Chen mentally. When he was in control, he once again tasted the bitterness of failure, and because of this, his anger lost control and almost flattened Wei Chen's spiritual sea.After that, Wei Chen's spiritual world fell into a state of almost dead silence, without any ups and downs, and his mental body became extremely weak.

Just when Qi Ziming thought that Wei Chen's spiritual sea would gradually dry up and die naturally, Yin Feiyuan suddenly sent someone to tell him that there was a sudden big fluctuation in Wei Chen's spiritual sea. The rose that was sent into Han Jun's spiritual sea may have changed in that rose, or in Han Jun.

"Yes, this is the record, please have a look."

Yin Feiyuan hurried to the side and took a thin sheet of paper from a man in black.

Qi Ziming glanced coldly at the contents recorded on the paper, which recorded the time and duration of fluctuations in Wei Chen's spiritual sea. Compared with the record sheet that has almost the same data all the time, this record sheet indeed contains a lot of information. Surprise.

"Continue to monitor. But since he still refuses to cooperate as usual, there is no need to keep him awake for too long. Anyway, monitoring his mental state is enough. It is almost time for Han Jun to do something, you go to remind him Urge Lao Qin, let him move faster, of course everything must be logical, let the coalition government make a chess piece for us, and go help that girl named Su Wei." Qi Ziming lightly threw the recording paper back to him. Yin Feiyuan gave a light order.

"Thank you for sending me back. Goodbye. I will come to the tower area tomorrow to continue counseling for you. But I think after two or three counseling sessions, your brain disease should be cured." Zhao Hongguang finally got his wish. After a meal, Du Ruo, who had stayed at their house overnight, was delivered to the door. He wished that the other party would leave immediately so as not to disturb his rare time alone with Han Jun.

Ever since he asked for some meat, Du Ruo felt that Zhao Hongguang was full of hostility towards him. He frowned puzzledly, brushed his soft long hair, and pouted dissatisfiedly: "Everyone said The high-matching sentinel and guide can get along well, why do you seem to be targeting me? And my brain is not sick, it's just a small problem in the spiritual world!"

"Whatever, in my opinion, it's all right." Zhao Hongguang raised his eyebrows indifferently.

"Okay, Xiaoguang, I sent you back anyway." Han Jun patted Zhao Hongguang on the shoulder. Although he didn't quite understand why Zhao Hongguang rejected Du Ruo, he still showed him a polite look. Smile, "Goodbye then, come and play when you have time."

"Don't worry, Uncle Han, I'll definitely come." Du Ruo thought to himself that he couldn't scare Han Jun for nothing. As the saying goes, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. Judging from the current situation, it seems that he is still not Han Jun. The opponent of the brain-dead chief sentinel, but at least he can use his good appetite to make the refrigerator in the opponent's house empty, which is also a kind of revenge.

"Tsk, you young people are good and don't learn all the time, but you are bad. I'm not an uncle. You can just call me brother." Han Jun shook his head with a smile, and then watched Du Ruo ride away on a heavy machine with Zhao Hongguang. go.

"This guy is really annoying!" Zhao Hongguang made a concluding remark.

"Fortunately, I thought he would pee his pants because of my scare." Han Jun's gaze sank slightly, and he was not necessarily the gentle and amiable Uncle Han in Zhao Hongguang's heart.

"By the way, brother, why do you..."

Zhao Hongguang still had lingering fears when he thought of Han Jun questioning Du Ruo in the room before.

Han Jun turned around, glanced at the bean sprouts that had grown a lot overnight in the flower garden, and said calmly, "Let's go in and talk about anything."