Fantasy: Get the villain system at the beginning

After hearing Han Feng's words, Song Jia's complexion suddenly turned pale.

My father would never do such a stupid thing, chasing and killing people from the Demon Sect?Even if you want to commit suicide, you won't do it!

"Believe it or not, well, you can leave now. I suddenly realized that there are too many people in my Demon Sect, and I can't fit in one courtyard!"

Han Feng looked at Song Jia with a smile, but the latter was trembling all over.

What did you just do?He even took the initiative to kneel down to kill his father and enemy. Although Han Feng didn't kill him directly, he also had a certain relationship with Han Feng.

At this moment, Song Jia's mind was greatly shocked, and she became a little confused.

While supporting Song Jia, Sima Feng looked at Han Feng fiercely.

Killing is nothing more than nodding, Han Feng's behavior is more cruel than killing Song Jia.

Perhaps Song Jia would never forget that she knelt down to kill her father and enemy, but what she got was the news that the murderer was related to this person.

Anyone who knows such a result will not be at peace, right?But Sima Feng knew that with his current strength, it was absolutely impossible for him to be Han Feng's opponent.

However, he believed that with his talent, as long as he practiced well in the Martial Arts Academy, one day he would avenge Song Jia!

However, the most urgent task is to find a way to restore Song Jia, after all, Song Jia's talent is not weaker than her own!

"You guys live here!"

Han Feng ignored Sima Feng and the others, but shouted behind him, and Mogan and the others came here after a while.

"This garden is yours."

After Han Feng finished speaking, he left without looking back, leaving only the three Mogan with blank faces.

When Han Feng left and Mo Gan and the others returned to the courtyard, there was an eerie silence in the field.

As a result, the people present were divided into sections in a very tacit understanding, and no one went to seize the courtyard anymore.

"This time, the disciples sent by the Demon Sect are very strong!"

In the void, an old man looked down with a complicated expression, and all the scenes that happened just now fell into their eyes.

"Then do we still need to protect them?"

An old man beside him also said solemnly.

Judging by Han Feng's performance, it seems that this magic gate doesn't need their protection, right?

"Forget it, just to be on the safe side, let's send someone to protect it. Who knows if this demon gate is so publicized, will it attract other forces to join forces?"

The old man who spoke earlier shook his head, this time is different from last time, this is the man's son, no one can afford to have something happen.

"Hey, I didn't expect that my Martial Arts Academy would bow down to others sometimes!"

"Be careful!"

The old man's complexion changed, and the latter also hurriedly stopped talking. After all, in the Martial Arts Academy, that man is a taboo existence.

After a while, four figures fell from the void, and these four figures went straight to the courtyard where Han Feng and Mogan were located, and stood there gracefully like a door god.

Disciples: "..."

This time, the small calculations that these people originally wanted to unite were completely broken. Obviously, this is the Martial Arts Academy protecting these people from the Demon Sect.

It's just that these disciples can't figure it out even if they want to break their heads. How is this magic door worth their doing?

However, they naturally didn't dare to ask, so everyone spent this long night with their own thoughts.

In the early morning of the next day, the gates of the courtyard where the Tianshengzong and the Buddhist gate were located opened almost at the same time.

What made everyone feel strange was that the disciples of their two sects didn't seem to have rested well, and their faces were full of exhaustion.

Everyone was full of question marks, they were resting in the courtyard, don't they feel comfortable?

Could it be that they had a night of multiplayer fencing?

Thinking of this, everyone felt as if a cold wind was blowing on their backs. This is a shocking secret!

Fortunately, the disciples of the two sects didn't know the thoughts of the people present. If they knew, they would definitely kill them immediately.

What a fencing sport!

I was made a fuss by the kid from the Demon Gate, okay? Although they entered the courtyard early, they have been observing the things outside.

After seeing Han Feng's burst of strength, they instantly lost their sleepiness.

What shocked them even more was that, not to mention the two courtyards occupied by the Demon Sect, the Martial Arts Academy even sent people to guard them!

This... When did the Martial Arts Academy stand on the side of the Demon Sect?First, there is no need for a test, and you can directly enter the Tianzi class.

Now, after occupying the courtyard, the academy will personally send people to guard it. In this case, you can just arrange two courtyards for the magic gate, right?

So, they thought about this problem all night, and it turned out that they didn't have a good rest at all.

The people meditating in the square are naturally not much better, all listless.

At this moment, Han Feng walked out of the courtyard and was slightly taken aback when he saw the scene outside.

"What did you do this night? Didn't you rest well?"

After listening to Han Feng's words, even if they have strong psychological quality, they can't help but want to swear.

What the hell, don't bring salt to the wound!Isn't all this thanks to you?Please, don't pretend to be innocent, okay?

Everyone decided to ignore Han Feng, this is a typical example of being cheap and being good!

In the crowd, Song Jia looked at Han Feng angrily, but she also knew that with her current strength, she couldn't beat Han Feng at all!

"Jia'er don't worry, you and I will practice hard in the academy, I believe that one day, we will be able to avenge my uncle!"

Chapter 270

After a whole night of hard work, Song Jia finally recovered from the blow. Seeing Han Feng coming out, Sima Feng was afraid that Song Jia would be provoked again.

"Brother Feng, I can only rely on you now!"

When Sima Feng heard the words, his face immediately turned serious, and he looked at Song Jia firmly.

"Don't worry, your hatred is my hatred!"