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Chapter 225 Don't listen to the old man's words

Zhou Budu opened his eyes.

Zhou Budu couldn't open his eyes.

Alas, what's going on? His consciousness was still weak, but he found that he could not breathe, so he choked on a sip of water.

Two, three, Zhou Budu tried his best to restrain his instinctive reactions to avoid being choked to death by himself while dying of the disaster. Isn’t that a huge joke?

My parents gave me such a name. Have you been warning myself that the water depth is dangerous and you should never get close to me?

The cause of death of the man named Zhou Budu was drowning. He would be frustrated to death if he thought about it. If he couldn't do it, he wouldn't die. How sad it would be for everyone to die.

He calmed down his limbs and did not sway his limbs, and he adjusted his breath and began to hold his breath. His mind gradually became clear, and the matter after the barrier was stuck on his neck appeared again.

He didn't have time to think too much at that time, so he directly wrapped the rest of his body with Feng Yu, but even if the other part of his neck was protected, it would be useless.

So he could only throw himself into the artificial lake in Fengzhiming University.

Zhou Budu and Shui probably have a lot of connections. Since he entered the base, he has not learned water diversion well. Although he is not even able to get started, he is still much worse than other techniques, so at most he just throws a triple knot.

The world, like the four-level ones like [Ah!] are his bottom-up skills.

The weaving here is very complicated, but the part about water induction is relatively difficult to make do with, so this part is not very effective as a barrier, and it retains the original ecological characteristics and flow of water.

Originally, the difficulty of multiple barriers is to convert pure attributes into points, lines and surfaces of the weaving barrier, and express them as a magic technique containing effective energy. It is not like pure art weaving, which can be completed with energy.

Good.

The second when Zhou Budu fell into the water, the barrier lived up to expectations and fell out in a flash. It seemed that the weaving numbered 27 was worse than his own. It was true, if it was so easy to learn

, the strange beast should go directly to the sky, and why are you still making trouble with mortals here?

It’s a pity that the barrier exploded without falling out of ten centimeters.

Although the imitation of number 27 is relatively clumsy, Zhou Budu still lost consciousness directly. It was amazing, I exploded myself.

Zhou Budu was still using self-deprecation to maintain his weak consciousness, but found that a force was entangling him. Then his body moved and the pain began to become more and more intense. He knew that someone was salvaging him, so he held back and did not struggle.

"Wow, you're amazing." This was Ling Yang's voice. Zhou Budu was a little disappointed. He still wanted to see his brother.

Oh, no, I just messed up the matter, and Zhou Budu has no plans to face Zhou Ziheng for the time being.

"You owe me a cup of milk tea, but you don't give me it, so you are not allowed to die." Ling Yang squatted down and checked Zhou Budu for a while. It was all external injuries, and there should be no internal injuries. Anyway, her Xiao family's self-test procedure is not there.

Dare to use it on others casually.

Ling Yang looked at Zhou Budu’s mouth. If he didn’t vomit blood, he would have no internal injuries. He was just as sure.

Zhou Budu slowed down for a while before whispering, "Then you... owe me too."

"Ah yes yes yes." Ling Yang nodded a few times, but saw Zhou Budu closing his eyes.

Slap, she slapped someone directly.

"...what are you doing?" Zhou Budu asked weakly.

"Oh, I'm not dead." Ling Yang touched his pulse with his hand.

"Can I take a break?" Zhou Budu felt more vigorous in speaking, but he still didn't want to move.

"Okay, rest, don't die." Ling Yang stood up and stopped two female college students passing by, "Classmate, do a favor."

The girl who was stopped was white and tender. Maybe she was rushing back to the dormitory and ran a little anxiously. After stopping, she was still angry for several seconds.

The girl behind her then stopped, looked at Ling Yang, and then looked at Zhou Budu on the ground. "Do you want to call an ambulance?"

"No, your school has a medical room, where to go?" Ling Yang spoke while alerting the surroundings.

There are many people in the school, and many are walking calmly, not realizing how dangerous the current situation is.

"There is one dormitory area behind this building, not far away." The student who answered was quite beautiful. He pointed behind Lingyang and looked at Zhou Budu again, "But, there is still a period of time to leave, I

Go and call someone?"

"No, you lead the way, not far away, right?" Ling Yang looked at Zhou Budu for a while. He was a little taller and his weight should be OK.

"From this bottom to the left, there is a medical room under Building 7 of Meiyuan." The white and tender person replied, then pulled the classmate around him, "Let's go back to the dormitory quickly, the class monitor said

It's very dangerous, don't you remember?"

"Well, go back quickly." The beautiful girl nodded, and after saying that, she walked towards the infirmary, "Here."

Her partner weighed the pros and cons, and had to follow her. Ling Yang knelt on one knee, picked up Zhou Budu with both hands and stood up, almost unable to stabilize himself.

Zhou Budu opened his eyes and realized that he was being lifted by Ling Yang in a princess hugging. He couldn't help but feel depressed for a moment. Before he could complain, he found that the man actually ran away with him in his arms.

"No? I'm more than 140 pounds." Zhou Budu's voice was too small. Ling Yang didn't have time to pay attention to him even if he heard it, because he was completely showing off. So far, the only male she had picked up was egg yolk.

The egg yolk weighs only eight pounds and eight ounces.

She felt that Zhou Budu had no muscles and should not be heavy. She didn't expect that he was not only heavy, but also because he was very long, it was difficult to control his balance.

"It's here...ah, no one." The beautiful girl pushed open the door and immediately took aside. Ling Yang took a step over in three or two steps, almost jumping up, smashing Zhou Budu with a bang

In bed.

The small bed was only 1.8 meters long. After the 1.85 meters long, the ankle bone was knocked directly on the bed pole.

"Ahhhhhh!" Zhou Budu was so painful that he started to cry and howl.

"Very good." Ling Yang praised and couldn't catch his breath. He sat on the ground and panted for a while, but the headphones didn't wait for her to take a break. Qi Cheng's voice immediately sounded, "The third head, here is here, specific

No one has encountered anyone yet, just be careful, the home court of the fog."

Qi Cheng's intention was because he was afraid that Ling Yang had never cooperated with the Mist Team, and he didn't know each of them had a fighting habit, so he was unable to cooperate rashly, and he was also suspected of winning the credit.
Chapter completed!
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