The night was chilly and silent!
Ye Feng lay on the sofa, constantly practicing his Nameless Technique.
He could clearly feel the energy inside his body becoming more and more magnificent, and his body was nourished by this strange energy to an extreme strength, as if there were inexhaustible forces within him!
However, around three o'clock in the morning, Ye Feng was suddenly awakened by a burst of painful cries!
Ye Feng had exceptional hearing; the voice seemed like someone talking in their sleep, yet it was also a cry of pain, coming from Wen Lan's bedroom.
At that moment, Ye Feng paused slightly and then immediately got off the sofa and walked towards Wen Lan's bedroom.
When Ye Feng entered Wen Lan's bedroom, he saw Wen Lan wrapped tightly in a cotton-silk quilt, shivering all over, her pretty face pale as paper, her lips quivering slightly with a slight shade of purple, as if she was extremely cold.