"How long can Feng Wenfeng last?"

"You can last for one day at most. After all, Feng Chen understands medical skills and uses some methods to stop bleeding."

"Um."

Xiao Hongyu nodded.

Then he looked at the direction where Qin Zhen left and said softly, "If Feng Chen still doesn't speak at night, he will capture his younger brother too. I don't believe that his psychological defense will not collapse."

"yes."

......

darkroom.

Feng Chen had not slept all night, and Mr. Feng had been transferred to the simple wooden bed by him. The air was filled with a faint smell of blood, and the wooden board was covered with blood. Mr. Feng's gray robe was stained with blood. Feng Chen's clothes were also stained with a lot of stains. Xie Zhiang howled all night, and now he was tired and sleeping against the wall.

Feng Chen's eyes were red and red. As his grandfather's breath gradually weakened, tears couldn't help but overflow from his eyes.

"Boy Chen."

In the silence, Old Feng panted heavily and heard the sound of his breath. He opened his eyes and felt a little confused about where he was. He avoided the blood loss, and the human senses became numb. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"Grandfather, you woke up, how do you feel?"

Feng Chen hurriedly said, approaching Mr. Feng.

Mr. Feng wanted to raise his hand to touch his eldest grandson, but he didn't have much strength, so he just lifted it up and then fell down again.

"grandfather."

"I'm afraid my grandfather won't do it."

Old Dao Feng.

His face was a little gray, his lips were dry, his voice was very low and weak.

This sentence was really pierced on Feng Chen's heart like a needle, with red eyes and tears in his eyes, and blood chewed on his lips, "Grandfather, grandfather..."

"Ahem......"

Mr. Feng coughed.

As soon as he exerted force, the tightly strangled wound would leak blood again, which was an endless torture for Feng Chen.

He gritted his teeth and rubbed his teeth and was about to stand up. His eyes were determined, but Old Feng grabbed him.

His fingers were a little dry, but he seemed to see what his eldest grandson meant, and he used all his strength to hold him, "Don't, don't go, he's just waiting for you to find him..."

Mr. Feng gritted his teeth.

Feng Chen trembled all over with insidiousness.

Because I was locked in a dark room, it was dark and white outside, but based on the time calculation, it was already a day after a day, and my grandfather really couldn't hold on for long, at most three or four hours.

"Boy Chen, you have been an idea-making child since childhood. Although you have had conflicts with your father because of the marriage issue and don't go home often, your grandfather knows that you are a filial child. If you can force you to this point, it must be a big deal. I just don't know if Xiao Hongyu can let you go this time."

Mr. Feng spoke out loud, Feng Chen was heartbroken. He felt as if his grandfather was giving his last words, and his whole body was full of powerlessness.

"Grandfather...I'm sorry, this secret is related to Jingxing, and it is related to his life and death. I can't say it, but if I say it... Jingxing will die..."

Feng Chen cried, he leaned into Mr. Feng's ear and spoke with sobs.

He thought that he could not save his grandfather, but he could not let his grandfather leave so unknown.

So he said.

Hearing Feng Chen's words, Old Feng narrowed his pupils and found out most of his eyes. He had already thought that the secret that could make Jun Yatou practice the acquired poison body regardless of his life and force his eldest grandson to this point must be related to King Xuan. No wonder, no wonder...
Chapter completed!