Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

Feng He frowned but did not deny the system's statement.

But he added: "But the hero is injured, which is not good for me. I always hope that he can practice quickly. Before his role in me becomes apparent, I have to protect him well."

The system remained silent. What Feng He said did make sense.

Feng He smiled proudly and immediately rushed towards Fu Ci Yan's current location.

He turned around and disappeared.

After arriving at the place, he saw Fu Ci Yan who was looking for plane flowers.

He felt relieved as Fu Ci Yan didn't seem to be in any serious trouble.

But his face looked a little paler and his steps seemed a little unsteady.

I think it must have been well taken care of.

It is estimated that he had encountered a situation beyond his control before, which caused him to remain inactive for two days.

Feng He was just about to shout to let Fu Ci Yan know that he was coming.

As a result, before he could make a sound, his attention was attracted by the sudden strong wind from behind.

Feng He frowned. It was too late to dodge now, so he used a lot of his skills to block the attack.

In fact, there is not much in the large amount of cultivation.

His spiritual power was just enough to neutralize the sneak attack.

He just didn't expect that the opponent wanted to kill him. After he deflected the attack, he hit him a second time. This time he didn't have the strength to deflect it, so he had to take it.

It hit so hard...

Feng He's face, which was covered by magic, immediately showed a trace of sadness.

What should he do? With his current strength, he would not be able to defeat the person who attacked him.

Thinking of this, Feng He turned around to see who had attacked him.

What he saw was a man with an evil and unusually handsome appearance and an extremely cold face.

Feng He's heart skipped a beat, and she secretly asked the system: "Who is this?"

[Your enemy is the current Demon Lord Sang Yanhang.]

Feng He's expression changed immediately, and she showed a deep and intense sorrow.

"What should I do now... I definitely can't beat him now."

[I told you not to come. You and this demon king have had a long-standing grudge. In the past, you would snatch away any natural treasures. The demons are honest and simple, and you have used your narrow mind to plot against them more than once. Then he turned evil. If the demons become spirits, you will be in trouble.]

Feng He already knew that most of the problems were his fault, so he spoke reluctantly, "Alright... stop talking."

From the sound, he was still trembling slightly.

"Feng He, you are finally in my hands."

Feng He's expression tightened when she heard his words, but she said nothing.

But from the outside he looked very noble and cool.

When Sang Yanhang saw him like this, his face suddenly turned sour.

What he hates most is Feng He, this hypocrite, who puts on airs in front of him.

He is obviously a complete hypocrite, but he pretends to be nothing. It's really disgusting!

Feng He looked at the disgust and hatred that were very clear and not concealed at all on his face, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

What a huge amount of hatred this has accumulated...

The noise here attracted Fu Ci Yan who was looking for the sycamore. When he heard the voice of the Demon Lord, his face tightened and he looked over immediately.

This time he saw his master.

He hurried over and asked calmly, "Master, why are you here?"

Feng He didn't say anything, mainly because he was so scared that his calves under his white robe were trembling slightly.

Fu Ci Yan was also used to his master and his dislike for arguing with others, so he stopped asking.

Sang Yanhang stared at the master and disciple with a bad look.

"A few days ago, I saw your disciple looking for plane grass here alone, so I slapped him off the cliff... I didn't expect that he was still alive... This is your disciple, so I just waited for him. As expected, I caught you."

Feng He bit her lip.

He really didn't know this.

It turns out that the person who hurt Fu Ci Yan was the Demon Lord.

No wonder he was powerless to fight back.

Feng He said with dignity and coldness: "So, what do you want to do?"

Sang Yanhang sneered and said, "Of course I'll kill you. You actually need the Platanus Herb, so your tendons and veins must have been damaged... You must have used a lot of strength just now, and you hit me back, but I only used 50% of my strength."

Feng He immediately became nervous when he heard him say that. He had originally wanted to fool her...

He suddenly didn't know what to say.

Fu Ci Yan's expression tightened when he heard this, and he looked at Feng He calmly.

Sang Yanhang was too lazy to talk nonsense and started attacking them directly.

Feng He's face changed and he immediately fought back.

But he didn't know how powerful this attack was, so he used nearly 80% of his strength.

Fu Ci Yan also used his strength.

Yet he was still hit.

Feng He felt a sudden pain in his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.

His eyes were filled with resentment as he looked at both Fu Ci Yan and Sang Yan Hang.

If he had known there was such a great danger, he would never have come.

What Feng He didn't know was that his spiritual power had been dispersed, and the vague mist that caused the magic to cling to his face had also disappeared.

What is revealed now is his original appearance.

Her face was extremely pale, and there was blood on the corners of her lips. Her thick eyelashes were stained with tears, and her eyes were filled with resentment and regret.

Sang Yanhang looked over suddenly, and was immediately struck by an unknown force. A secret pleasure rose up...

His expression was extremely interesting. Why would Feng He have such an expression?

Besides, although they were sworn enemies, he had rarely seen Feng He's face. Not to mention such a weak one...

Fu Ci Yan, who was standing aside, was also extremely shocked. He looked at Feng He like an idiot.

So... this is the true face of Master...

Feng He was anxiously asking the system in her heart: "What should I do in this situation? I am no match for Sang Yanhang at all."

The system didn't say anything because it didn't know what to do.

But as long as Fu Ci Yan is around, he should not die.

Sang Yanhang also came back to his senses at this time. He looked thoughtfully at Feng He who was knocked away by his palm.

He only used 80% of his strength this time, and he didn't expect that Feng He and his apprentice combined were no match for him.

Thinking of this, his breathing became rapid. If he could kill Feng He today, he could avenge his previous humiliation!

Thinking of how he had been deceived by Kuang before, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Feng He saw the change in his facial expression and thought to herself that something was wrong.

He had secretly exerted his strength, deciding to wait for Sang Yanhang to attack, and then fall off the cliff due to his force.

Then I can use the power of the system to save my life.

As for Fu Ci Yan, he is no match for Sang Yanhang now, and he will probably be knocked down along with him.

Sang Yanhang was just about to press on with his victory, but the image of Feng He's weak appearance just now flashed through his mind.

His face changed and he gritted his teeth.

Feng He was indeed extremely cunning. He must have used some magic just now to make him remember clearly how weak he was. Now he actually felt pity for Feng He.

Sang Yanhang tried hard to suppress the unfamiliar feeling of discomfort and prepared to slap Feng He away with his palm.

Feng He also secretly made efforts to implement his plan.

Fu Ci Yan glanced at Feng He and prepared to take his master to the cave where he had stayed on the cliff.