The audience was silent for a few seconds, Luo Yan glanced at Zou Jian on the bed with a red face, and then turned around and went out to buy something.

Xu Qing sighed as if she didn't have it, and then stretched out her hand.

"I said it earlier, the stammering one is still not a man!"

Ye Fan didn't bother to bother with her, and gently tapped her fingertips with a knife.

The tip of the knife stabbed into her skin with a snap, and the blood trickled down the hilt into the bowl.

"What are you doing, aren't you just a few drops of blood?"

Ye Fan was really speechless, looking at Xu Qing with a pale face and two eyes flashing on the side.

Her hand was still desperately shrinking back, if it weren't for Ye Fan pulling it, she would definitely have fallen.

Who knew that Xu Qing was not satisfied, and pouted: "Am I afraid of pain?"

The white bowl was filled with one-third of the blood of the two, of course, Ye Fan had the most blood, and Xu Qing was here to fill it!

At this time, Luo Yan also came back with the ashes of the incense burner.

Immediately, Ye Fan stirred the blood and the ashes of the incense burner together in the eyes of the three of them.

A sticky thing appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and it emitted a burst of foul smell.

"Why are you preparing this thing?" Xu Qing asked curiously with wide-eyed eyes, "You won't use this to treat him, will you?"

Hearing this, Luo Yan was startled, can this thing be eaten?

But Zou Jian on the bed has nothing to do, if he eats this thing to get better, he can't wait for it!

He has been tortured by this grimace and is not human, when he came back, he was more than 180 pounds, and now he is a clothes pole of more than 120 pounds!

Ye Fan smiled, nodded and said, "This thing is indeed used to cure diseases!"

Both of them stared, both shocked.

But in the next second, Ye Fan continued to change his words and said, "But this is not for eating!"

After speaking, he directly reached out and grabbed a lump inside, and then applied it to Zou Jian's right face.

The moment the sticky object touched Zou Jian's right face, his whole body seemed to twitch, and the severe pain crashed down like a torrential rain for a moment, catching him off guard!

Immediately, Ye Fan stopped his movements, squinting at him and the grimace on his right cheek.

"Why? Wasn't it hard just now? Now where are you going, and you're starting to cry out in pain?"

"I haven't started yet, you hold your strength first, and we'll call together!"

Indeed, Ye Fan hasn't started yet, just simply put it on his face.

If Zou Jian knew Ye Fan's next moves, he doubted that he would be so confident!

Looking at the grimace again, at this moment, the fierce god was staring at Ye Fan with a vicious face, and a bloody mouth was facing Ye Fan one by one, as if he was scolding Ye Fan angrily.

Seeing this, Ye Fan smiled slightly, waved his hand, and motioned for the two women behind him to come forward.

After comprehending Ye Fan's meaning, the two of them stretched out their hands and grabbed a lump of hands, preparing for the next move.

"Old Wrinkle, I can't give you pain relief, because this is a pain in the soul, even if you get an anesthetic injection, it's useless!"

The grimace had been deeply engraved on Zou Jian's soul, so no matter how much he struggled, it was to no avail.

All Ye Fan could do now was to help him buy him a little time, so that he could go and get the medicine pill back.

Zou Jian is also a tough man, and he just smiled weakly when he heard this.

"You three go up together, fight quickly, I can hold on!"

After speaking, he stared at the ceiling light with fierce eyes, and took a piece of clothing from the side and stuffed it into his mouth.

Seeing this, Ye Fan didn't have any extra nonsense, glanced at the two people next to him and nodded!

The three of them are on the move!

When the sticky object touched the grimace, not only did Zou Jian let out a deafening scream, but even the right side of his face began to rise with puffs of gunsmoke, filling the air.

A vomiting smell came to the face, frantically crowding the noses of the three people, stimulating everyone's brains.

And Zou Jian on the bed, a mouthful of silver teeth was biting on his clothes, his eyes were full of pain, the sweat on his forehead had wet the dry pillow, and the temperature of the whole room was rising.

Finally, with the unremitting efforts of the three of them, the entire right side of the face was covered with sticky.

Xu Qing and the two couldn't see it, but Ye Fan could see it clearly, the whole grimace was surging wildly, and he seemed to be struggling in pain, but these things couldn't eliminate it, they could only make him feel a burst of pain.

Ye Fan's eyebrows tightened, it was not possible to go on like this, because his skill was not enough, he could not be stopped, which would only allow him to speed up the absorption of Zou Jian's yang energy.

Ye Fan immediately looked fierce, took out a bottle of medical alcohol from his bag, and then took out a lighter.

Seeing this, the two people next to him were stunned.

The eyes of the two were full of shock, and they looked at Ye Fan with dull eyes, thinking that they already knew what Ye Fan was going to do next.

"Ye ..... Ye Fan, it won't happen if you do this, right?" Luo Yan's eyes were full of worry.

She was afraid that if she went on like this, even if she was cured, Zou Jian would be almost gone!

Ye Fan nodded, gave her a reassuring look, and then looked at Zou Jian on the bed.

At this moment, Zou Jian had stopped the crazy struggle just now and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is it over? It really hurts me!"

Ye Fan first wiped the alcohol on his grimace little by little, and then silently used the eye of heaven to clasp the entire right side of his face, otherwise the flames would affect the rest of him.

Feeling the cool feeling on his face, Zou Jian was suddenly refreshed.

"It's comfortable, what are you wiping this, it's so cool!"

Hearing this, Ye Fan was about to be happy, if it weren't for the fact that the current situation didn't allow it, he would really have to laugh out loud.

Said two words lightly: "Alcohol!"

Then he quickly ignited the alcohol, and suddenly the entire right side of his face burned.

Zou Jian instantly felt bad when he heard the word alcohol, and then in the next second, what happened was just as he expected.

A pig-like shout suddenly broke through the sky, as if this ceiling couldn't be carried anymore!

Zou Jian rolled wildly on a small bed, fortunately there was Ye Fan and the other two to suppress him, and thanks to the fact that he was very weak in the past few days, otherwise everyone really suspected that he would not be able to suppress him.

The gunpowder smoke on his face was like a raging fire, reflecting on Ye Fan's face, and there was a warm feeling.

But looking at Zou Jian, who was in severe pain on the bed, Ye Fan couldn't bear it in his heart, and the two women next to him even had a wisp of tears in the corner of their eyes when they saw this.

After a short struggle, Zou Jian finally couldn't bear it anymore and fainted to death in bed.

The corners of his mouth when he loosened his clothes were left with dead blood marks, which showed how much pain he had endured.

This is a pain from the soul, thousands of times more painful than the physical pain!