Chapter 490: Flattery is not left behind

Teacher Cang looked seriously injured and wanted to die, the breath on his body was thin and collapsed, and his originally fat body had now become uneven.

Thinking about it, it is a great luck to have taken such a punch and not hit the street now.

After Yan Buliu swept the injury of Teacher Cang in his hand, he took out a pill on his body. Fortunately, Teacher Cang had his mouth open at this time, otherwise Yan Buliu would have to find a way to open Teacher Cang's mouth first.

After stuffing the pill into Mr. Cang's mouth, he didn't even need to chew it, and the pill instantly dissipated and decomposed into medicinal qi and flowed into Mr. Cang's body.

"What kind of medicine are you! Such a magical ......" At this time, Mr. Liu walked over with his hands stuck around his neck and stared intently.

"The medicine refined by pure demon qi is specially designed to replenish the demon's physical strength and demonic energy!" After Yan Buliu made sure that all the pills had dissipated and decomposed, he stuffed Mr. Cang into Mr. Liu's arms.

"Hey! Don't give it to me, I have to hold my neck with my hands, and I can't hold it. Mr. Liu pushed Mr. Cang back with his stomach.

"Really...... Troublesome! Yan Buliu screamed in disgust, pulled Mr. Liu's clothes open, and stuffed Mr. Cang in.

The method was rough and savage, and he didn't care at all whether Mr. Cang was injured or not.

After stuffing the teacher, Yan Bubo ran to Wang Fan's side, first observed it, then held Wang Fan with both hands and let him face up, lay flat on the ground, and finally reached out to take the pulse.

After a while, Yan Buliu withdrew his hand, took off a piece of clothing and covered Wang Fan's body, then stopped paying attention to Wang Fan and ran towards Zhang Yi.

"Hey! You don't care about him anymore, huh? At this time, Mr. Liu was holding his hands around his neck, walked up with difficulty, and asked.

Yan Buliu ignored Mr. Liu, came to Zhang Yi's hands and flipped Zhang Yi over, and set up a pulse.

It was still the same, after a while, Yan Buliu withdrew his hand, ignored Zhang Yi, and ran towards Yan Bo with a smoke.

"Wo KAO! You can't save you when you see death......" Mr. Liu put his hands around his neck, like an old duck walking, ran up slowly, looked at Zhang Yi, who was pale, and complained.

Yan Buliu still ignored Mr. Liu, went straight to Yan Bo, looked down at Yan Bo for a while, then squatted down and began to touch Yan Bo's body.

In the end, Yan Buliu's thumb and index finger were separated into an "L" shape, and the other three fingers were retracted and pressed on Yan Bo's left chest. The thumb, index finger and middle finger of the other hand were clawed, and the other two fingers were retracted and pressed on Yan Bo's lower abdomen.

In an instant, Yan Bo pressed down with both hands at the same time.

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Strict: ( ́⊙ω⊙')

"Why didn't you wake up?" After Yan Buliu made a gentle effort, he finally found the reason.

The reason is that the fat on the surface of Yan Bo is too thick, and the strength that Yan Buliu used just now is not enough, and the strength is buffered by Yan Bo's layer of fat that is so thick that he is speechless.

"Your grandmother is a dead fat man......" Yan Buliu gritted his teeth and scolded. ("▼Dish▼")

Scolding and scolding, saving still has to be saved, I saw Yan Buliu re-straighten the position of his fingers, took a deep breath, snorted, his arms slammed into force, and his fingers pressed down fiercely.

"En~~~" Yan Bo** sighed, and suddenly opened his eyes leisurely.

"I'm ...... Yes! It hurts......" Yan Bo was only halfway through his words, and there was a pinprick-like pain all over his body, and a fat face was suddenly twisted together.

"You were forcibly broken by that prince night, and now your breath is messy and unstable, to put it simply, you are angry......" Yan Bo withdrew his hand and said lightly: "It's good to breathe by yourself."

After Yan Buliu woke up Yan Bo, Mr. Liu was walking over, and when he was about to ask something, Yan Buliu raised his hand first to interrupt and said, "I know what you want to ask, it's not that I won't save those two." It's because both of them have stimulated and overdrawn their vitality, and now it is the excessive consumption of spirit and spirit that will become like this, and if I forcibly wake them up again, it will cause them permanent and irreversible mental damage. ”

"Now it's just a matter of letting them stay in a coma for a few days." Yan Buliu continued.

"Then why didn't you say it earlier!" Mr. Liu said with his hands around his neck.

"Nonsense! Lao Tzu is busy saving people, how can he have time to pay attention to you, a turtle grandson......" Yan Buliu rolled his eyes and scolded.

"What are you scolding me!?" Mr. Liu frowned and said.

"Turtle grandson!! Not convinced!? Yan Buliu dug his nostrils and said in a dragging voice.

"Do you still want money?" Mr. Liu looked at Yan Buliu and said lightly. (￢_￢)

"Alas...... Isn't this Mr. Liu! Yan Buliu immediately changed his flattering face, nodded and said.

Yan doesn't keep the speed of changing faces, if you go to be an actor, you will be an actor.

"Come, come, come! Mr. Liu, I'll pinch your neck. Yan Buliu stretched out his hand with a flattering face.

"Don't touch me with your nostril-plucking hand!" Liu Xian went and raised his body backwards, and said with disgust.

"Forehead ......" Yan Buliu looked at his fingers that had picked his nostrils, and after thinking for a moment, he bent down and wiped it back and forth on Yan Bo's clothes several times.

Yan Bo:Σ( ° △ °|||) ︴

"Damn!! You ......" Yan Bo looked at Yan Buliu, who was so shameless, with a shocked face.

It was just such a distraction, Yan Bo's breathing and smooth qi finally scurried again, and the fat on Yan Bo's face trembled three times in pain.

"Okay, Mr. Liu is clean now!" After Yan Buliu wiped it clean, he stretched out his hand again.

"Are you sure it's clean?" Mr. Liu said lightly.

"It's confirmed!" Yan does not leave an oath to answer.

"If you're not at ease, I'll wipe it again!" Yan Buliu continued.

"Wipe it again!" Mr. Liu glanced at his eyes twice and gestured.

"Okay!" After Yan Buliu responded happily, he bent down again and wiped it on Yan Bo's clothes.

Yan Bo: "You ......" (งǒ dish ǒ) ง⁼³₌₃

"Yes!" Mr. Liu looked at Yan Buliu's fingers, nodded with satisfaction, put down his palm and said, "Come on!"

"Okay!" After Yan Buliu answered like a city juniper villain, he immediately came to Mr. Liu's back and reached out to help Mr. Liu press his neck.

"Well...... Mr. Liu said after a comfortable **: "Comfortable !!"

At this time, Yan Bo, who had been unstable in his breath, finally reluctantly adjusted his breath.

"What happened? Where did Wang Ziye and Master Zhijue go? Yan Bo stood up tremblingly, his eyes swept around and then asked.

"Master Zhijue has opened the third order of the Battle Buddha Body, and has led Wang Ziye to fight elsewhere." Mr. Liu explained.

"Then you are still so leisurely, I don't know how to ......" Yan Bo just said halfway through his mouth......

A strong wind "boom" came, followed by a figure surrounded by corpse qi flying upside down.