Feng bujue dragged the shocked Aubrey and ran for twenty seconds before catching up to the drifting Buu.
At this time, the fat man had changed to a backstroke posture with his face up so that he could cover his mouth and nose with his hands to hold his breath.
"Be careful! "The pollen ..." Buu shouted as soon as he saw his teammates.
"We're fine!" Feng bujue interrupted the man and ordered,"turn yourself into what you call a 'balloon', now!"
In such a dangerous situation, Buu did not think too much. He just instinctively followed brother Jue's instructions. The next second, his body slowly left the water and floated in the air.
"Aubrey, hold him, hold on tight!" When Feng bujue said that, he had already run past Buu.
"Ah?" After dozens of seconds, Aube had just gotten used to brother Jue's speed, and he was still in shock. Now that brother Jue had suddenly given the order, he naturally needed some time to react.
