Chapter 815 820. Xiaoxuan's Death
After catching his breath, Jian Chengan immediately released his supernatural power, condensing several large ice cubes and placing them aside, which slowly lowered the high temperature.
"Oh my god, I almost suffocated."
Qiao Ziyi felt a pang of fear in his heart. He was obviously very cold before going to bed, and he wrapped himself tightly in a thick quilt. For some reason, the temperature rose suddenly and he almost suffocated in the quilt.
"Thank goodness Old Han took action, otherwise he would have passed out without realizing it."
Chen Yang took out a set of summer clothes from the space, hid behind the shelf to change, and then walked over.
"This damn weather almost killed me."
Jian Cheng'an thought he was sleeping soundly, but he actually fainted from the heat.
Han Yixiao frowned tightly and looked out the window through the glass, his eyes full of worry.
"With this sudden change in temperature, I wonder how many people will die from the heat!"
No one expected that overnight, we would go from a bitter winter to a scorching summer. The temperature difference of fifty or sixty degrees would cause many people to fall asleep in their sleep and never wake up again.
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but worry about the group of people who stayed at the base.
"I hope they all escaped safely."
Tian Yuanyuan spoke softly.
However, things did not develop as she hoped.
In the South City villa, Zhao Youjun woke up slowly and found himself lying on the floor. He was stripped naked except for his underpants. He sat up in shock and felt waves of heat coming towards him.
Zhao Youjun, who didn't understand the situation, turned around and saw Zhao Xiaoxuan lying naked on the side. Seeing that his eyes were closed and his face was pale, he was so scared that he rushed over.
"Xiaoxuan! Xiaoxuan!"
"Xiaoxuan, don't scare daddy, Xiaoxuan!"
Qiao Manxi and Bai Qi, who were standing aside, watched this scene with their eyes full of self-blame.
"Stop shouting, Xiaoxuan..."
Seeing Zhao Youjun slapping and hitting the face of Zhao Xiaoxuan who had been suffocated to death, Qiao Manxi finally couldn't help but say something.
Hearing this, Zhao Youjun suddenly looked up and found that there was a group of people standing in the room, all looking at him with sad expressions. Zhao Youjun realized it belatedly and lowered his head stiffly, slowly looking at Zhao Xiaoxuan who was lifeless on the ground. A burst of fireworks exploded in his mind with a bang.
"Old Zhao!"
Seeing Zhao Youjun falling backwards, Xiao Zeli ran over and picked him up.
Zhao Youjun was hit hard and felt weak all over. His lips were trembling and he couldn't speak. His eyes were fixed on Zhao Xiaoxuan on the ground, and his eyes were full of tears.
Lin Shishi, Shi Ruolan, Mei Ruhui and others had already burst into tears, covering their mouths tightly with their hands, tears falling down their faces.
"Xiaoxuan!"
Zhao Youjun, who was extremely weak, moved his lips and squeezed out two words with great difficulty, and tears rolled down his face instantly.
This scene made everyone present's eyes tear up.
Qiao Manxi stepped forward, picked up the stiff Zhao Xiaoxuan from the ground, put his clothes on him, and then put him in Zhao Youjun's arms.
Zhao Youjun hugged Zhao Xiaoxuan's body tightly, buried his face in his arms, and sobbed sounds sounded intermittently.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Xiaoxuan. It's Daddy who didn't take good care of you."
"Xiaoxuan."
“Woo woo woo.”
At this moment, no one disturbed the father and son who were separated by life and death, and the room was filled with crying.
Fang Suxin stood outside the crowd, her face pale and bloodless.
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(End of this chapter)
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