The fast travel host is a real boss

Chapter 293 39 Cannon fodder female supporting role [Xian Xia]

"Host, your hunch was wrong, nothing happened." 001 said softly.

Fu Yan waved her hand to withdraw the defensive formation, she raised her eyebrows slightly, "Maybe I was wrong."

Fu Yan returned to the clinic, "I brought the blood of Suzaku, save him."

The old doctor's eyes widened in disbelief, and he asked in surprise, "You really got the blood of Suzaku?"

"Ah."

"Then ask the girl to give the old man the blood of the Suzaku, and the old man will go and prepare the medicine for the young master."

Fu Yan took out the porcelain bottle, and the old doctor reached out to take it.

puff--

A magic knife pierced Fuyan's heart.

twenty three:"……?!"

Fuyan: "..."

The old doctor who received Suzaku's blood essence changed his expression instantly, and scolded the person behind Fuyan with angry eyes: "What are you doing!"

"To prevent future troubles." The person behind is the right envoy of the demon world, the right envoy has a gloomy smile, and his face is smirking, "At the beginning she ruined my cultivation and almost made my soul disappear, why don't I take revenge! Haha Ha ha."

The right envoy laughed crazily, and quickly drew out the magic knife.

The old doctor returned to his original appearance, and quickly took over Fuyan's crumbling body.

Fu Yan's face was pale, she smiled: "Zhuo Hua."

"I never thought of killing you." Zhuohua frowned, and hugged Fuyan by the waist, "I will save you."

Zhuohua picked up Fuyan and was about to go out.

The right envoy stopped them, "Give me the essence and blood of Suzaku."

Zhuohua clenched the porcelain bottle tightly, and said coldly: "You shouldn't touch her."

He made his eyes darken, and repeated again: "Give me the essence and blood of Suzaku!"

Fu Yan: "Give it to him, save Mo Yao."

Zhuo Hua had a heart of compassion, he hesitated for a while, and handed it over to the right envoy, with a beautiful and calm face.

Spirit power cannot be used within the abyss, Zhuohua can only leave the abyss with Fuyan on his horse.

Fuyan leaned against Zhuohua's arms, and smiled, it turned out that this is the feeling of death.

But...it's really uncomfortable.

With her last breath, Fu Yan said softly, "Zhuohua, if I die, if Mo Yao asks about me, you will erase me from his memory, if not, forget it."

Fearing that Zhuohua would not agree, she continued: "I can give you a lot of delicious food."

Zhuo Hua pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

From the moment he knew that Fuyan was the Suzaku mythical beast, all the excuses were false.

He approached Fuyan with a purpose.

Except for what that person did, he didn't like anything else, he just found an excuse.
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Fu Sang just received a palm from the right envoy, and he can recover with a little breath adjustment. As for why his heart seems to be broken, it's just an illusion they set up.

"Devil Lord, we have obtained the last item." The right envoy's eyes shone with a gleam of certainty, "Let's return to the Demon Realm right now."

"Where's Yanyan?" Fu Sang woke up, but Fuyan was nowhere to be seen.

The right envoy narrowed his eyes slightly: "Just that human race that was with the demon lord before?"

Fu Sang looked to the right with hopeful eyes: "Well, have you seen her?"

The right envoy thought of what his subordinate said, and his eyes flashed: "The woman learned that His Highness was seriously injured and could not be cured, so she left while His Highness was in a coma."

"Impossible." Fu Sang's eyes were dark and his tone was stubborn, "It's impossible for her to abandon me."

Even if he died, she would bring him back to Tianqizong!

"Demon Lord, you have recovered your demon body now."

The right hand hinted, and sure enough, Fusang's face changed, and the fear in his heart was like a dense spider web covering his heart.

(End of this chapter)