The Little Sunflower Essence of the Doomsday Boss [ Danmei MTL ]

130: Don't Resurrect Me If You Don't Love Me---

Fatty and Huangmao stared nervously at the rooftop, and Liu Wu, although worried about the boss, decided to treat Xiao Min's back wound first, but as soon as he took out the medicine box, Cheng Yuan said, "Let me do it."

"It's okay, we're used to it. "Liu Wu smiled and picked up the gauze and medicine.

However, Cheng Yuan did not continue to explain to him, and shot directly.

A green light extended from Cheng Yuan's body like a root, and probed towards Xiao Min's wound. 

It only took a moment for the wound to disappear.

It was healed in an instant!

Liu Wu choked his breath, Xiao Min's face was full of astonishment, and Huang Mao and Fatty were also drawn back to their sight by their belongings. "What's wrong?"

Liu Wu pointed at Xiao Min's back.

Seeing that the bleeding wound was smooth and smooth at the moment, Fatty and Huangmao said, "This, how is this possible!"

Then they reacted and looked at Cheng Yuan in surprise, "Sister-in-law's ability is healing. "

Judging from the hand that the roots of his arm had turned into just now, Huang Mao added, "Does my sister-in-law still have a plant type? Dual-type ability!" 

He is awesome, as expected of a man who is the boss, he is a perfect match!

Both of them turned out to be dual-type abilities!

The fat man scratched the back of his head, and a face that had lost a lot of weight showed a simple and honest smile, but it was no longer the same as before. He seemed to be thinking about something and said, "Hey, why is it so similar to the sunflower raised by the boss... ah no, it should be said that the elder raised it, and the elder raised it for you, haha."

Weird.

Cheng Yuan smiled, didn't say anything, looked up at the rooftop, his smile immediately disappeared, and he became nervous.

He saw that on the rooftop, it was Zhong Yin's turn to attack Qin Xiaohan!

A terrifying tornado is brewing, spinning at a high speed under the dark sky, like a whirlpool leading to another world!

Cheng Yuan clenched his hands tightly, bit his lip, did not dare to blink his eyes, and looked at Qin Xiaohan tightly, unable to look away.

Others quickly focused on watching the battle.

Zhong Yin finally fermented the dragon curly hair to his ideal state and pushed it directly to Qin Xiaohan.

Wherever the tornado went, there was an aura of God blocking and killing God and Buddha blocking and killing Buddha. 

The bricks around the roof were lifted up piece by piece, reshaped into a hard sledgehammer shape in the tornado, and then lifted high! 

The tornado, here it is, the sledgehammer is about to fall!

Cheng Yuan shouted in his heart: Be careful!

Qin Xiaohan swung his hands together, and the pieces of metal flew around him like playing cards for a moment, and then melted into a hard protective shield, spreading out in circles with lightning.

In the event of a tornado, the metal shield obviously had resistance, and it hummed and trembled, as if the metal was wailing.

But the tornado really can't advance an inch any longer, like an indestructible umbrella propped up under a waterfall.