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Chapter 551 I Won't Save You Every Time

When the two of them saw that **feng suddenly became like this, they didn't have to think about what was wrong with him.

At this time, their hearts were anger on one hand, and helpless on the other hand.

This child's family was originally an ordinary family. If **feng had been spoiled since childhood, if his parents could discipline him more, it might not have been the result of today.

Putting aside everything else, her sister lives in the same environment as her. Isn’t her character much more admired?

At this time, Ling Canghai was covering his body with his heart and heart scratching his heart. He didn't know what he said, but he could only understand his screams.

He rushed around like a beast, as if he had completely lost his mind.

He kept vomiting something in his mouth, and Yang Fan knew that it was this thing that harmed people and caused many families to be destroyed like this.

Don’t say that he doesn’t know where that thing is, even if they know it, they will never bring it to **feng.

Although they still had unrealistic fantasies in their hearts, they thought that if **feng could stay away from it from now on, those things that would kill without blinking would be a blessing for him.

Of course this is very unlikely. After all, even specialized discipline places can help them return to normal in a short period of time, let alone Yang Fan and the others.

And just as this was a thought flashed through Yang Fan's mind, maybe he could try to remove the ** peak. If it doesn't work, it can relieve his pain at this moment. After all, they still have one of the most important things.

Things to do.

Thinking of this, he called Yu Feng, who was eyeing him, and said to him: "You go and tear the quilts over there into fabrics, we tie him here, I'll try to relieve his pain.

, it would be even better if he could say goodbye to these things from now on."

He absolutely trusted Yang Fan and Yu Feng. He nodded without saying a word and started. Although Yang Fan said that just now, it was unrealistic to recognize people, Yu Feng also had any rebuttal meaning.

Yu Feng's movements were rapid, and he removed the quilt in just a few seconds and tore them into small strips of varying sizes.

Yang Fan took it and picked a few randomly inside. It looked quite thick. He wrapped it around twice and tied the peaks firmly.

By the way, I picked a few more balls and stuffed them directly into the mouth of the peak. At this time, the peak was already slumped on the ground like a bug, unable to speak, and unable to move limbs, and could only use a clumsy body to

Rolling around the ground.

After taking care of all this, Yang Fan said to Yu Feng: "Yu Feng, please help me guard it, be careful not to let people destroy or see it, otherwise this will be detrimental to us."

Yu Feng nodded and then walked out of the door.

It is impossible to say that Yang Fan is a little strange. After all, why a person always seems to have the ability to be in heaven? This is impossible, and he doesn't care. After all, Yang Fan is his brother of life and death.

He respects Yang Fan and believes in Yang Fan, so Yang Fan doesn't want him to know, and he won't ask anything about it.

When Yang Fan saw Yu Feng go out directly, he felt very grateful. He has few close friends in his life, like Yu Feng, and is even more worthy of cherishing.

Yang Fan said more and directly put his hand on **feng's back.

When he really touched the skin of the ** Peak, Yang Fan really realized that the body of the ** Peak was really weak, even much weaker than he thought.

The bones on his back protruded one by one. Although they could not be seen on the surface, in fact, he was already skinny and bone-like.

If you look closely at his body, it is simply incredible. This is the body of a man of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Even if someone who has not been able to keep up with nutrition since childhood, his body will never be so sallow and thin, and there are a few spots behind his ears.

If it is just a spot that is inherited normally, it is nothing, but it is obviously a disease-causing.

Yang Fan frowned and spoke, but his life was always unwilling to cooperate with Yang Fan, as if he was in pain.

Yang Fan didn't know if he really had that great ability to settle in the body of ** peak and eliminate all the desires accumulated over such a long time.

Yang Fan adjusted his breathing for a while, stabilized a stream of air in his body, and then condensed them into a thread.

Then Yang Fan gathered the stream in his palm, aimed his palm at a point behind ** Peak, and slowly inputted the fine streams into it.

But Yang Fan's hand had just touched **feng's back, but he suddenly felt that there were actually a pair of cold hands holding him.

It is the extremely cold and cold air emitted from the body of ** peak, which is even more dangerous than any poison. It will not be fatal in one attack, but it will erode your body little by little, and will erode your body and turn your

The body, the rest of the body, was so cruel that I had torn and resisted, and that feeling was even more cruel than dying directly. Life was worse than death. What a painful way to die!

Yang Fan couldn't help feeling a little chilled. He frowned and wanted to gather his energy, but found that the airflow he had just entered into ** Peak's body had disappeared.

He inputted a stronger air again and flowed in. He ignored the biting coldness of his hand injury at this time, but just gathered all his spirit on the airflow.

At this time, he found that his stream of air was actually combined with the cold gas. It was like dropping ink into clear water. After a while, they mixed together and could no longer separate each other.

Yang Fan was in a very complicated mood at this time. Since he could not even enter the energy he had in his body to restore some of his mind. This was the first time Yang Fan was so distressed. He thought that the airflow in his body was the purest in the world.

The magic weapon, but unexpectedly, the things in **feng's body knocked him back to his original form.

At this time, **feng seemed to feel that the biting airflow in his body was so cold, and his body became a little relaxed.

Yang Fan's qi is the most yang and strong airflow. Even if ** solves this poison immediately, it can be alleviated.

But this relief is not a long-term solution after all, and it feels comfortable. After this time, when **feng feels uncomfortable, he will be stupid again, and he cannot help him when **feng needs it.

Yang Fan frowned and thought for a long time, thinking that since the infusion of his airflow into his body would not work, he would try to expel the cold cold air from his body.

So Yang Fan gathered his energy again, condensed his airflow into thicker, and injected it from the two acupoints behind him, intending to force the cold air from the body of ** Peak out of his body.

Everything went smoothly as Yang Fan thought. Its airflow spread everywhere in the body of the peak, and the cold air could only scatter and flee.

Until the cold air flow escapes to every joint of the peak and the edges, but it has not dissipated for a long time.

Yang Fan believed that as long as he added some force, the airflow would definitely scatter and escape. He even stretched out his hand to cut the limbs of ** Peak and some other places with careful yin energy so that the yin energy would be dispersed smoothly.

Some.

But just when he was about to take action, Yang Fan suddenly noticed **feng's limbs. Because they were too cold just now, they had all changed color and turned abnormally blue and purple.

Yang Fan relaxed his hands behind him slightly, letting the cold gas flow out first, and waited for him to make a good hole in his body and force them out in one go.

But Yang Fan felt a little regretful. Alas, it was really useless. The airflow I wasted just now was swallowed up by these cold things again! It was so sucking people and even spitting out bones.

After drawing the gap, some black blood was flowing in **feng's body. Yang Fan frowned when he saw it. How much poison has this been to make his body look like this?

Yang Fan didn't dare to hesitate, and was unwilling to let these toxins give the ** Peak a chance to erode the body. Its airflow was like a winding river, nourishing the ** Peak's body, making it a place full of holes, gentle

Soothe well.

On the one hand, it is like the rushing river water, trying to wash away all the impurities.

In this way, the two of them had been doing it for a long time, and the air around them became colder and colder. The body of **feng had warmed up, and even groaned comfortably.

The poisonous blood scattered all over the floor, and the air around him became colder. Until Yang Fan thoroughly checked **feng's body and confirmed that every corner of his body was filled with cold gas.

At the time of trouble, I felt relieved and took back the airflow.

Yang Fan just thought in his heart that I would not help you because of your sister’s sake. A borer like you is simply a matter of death. If you still can’t change your dog’s shit in the future, then you will die.
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