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

When Fu Ci Yan saw Feng He's look, his eyes immediately darkened.

Then he moved forward even more forcefully.

When she had completely stopped, Feng He was already lying on the bed, unable to move.

He suspected that Fu Ci Yan wanted to kill him.

But he secretly held on to his last bit of strength and slapped Fu Ci Yan, who was hugging him tightly.

After the swing, he couldn't hold on any longer and passed out.

Fu Ci Yan was stunned by his actions. After he got angry, he felt helpless when he looked at the person who had fainted in his arms.

Fu Ci Yan used a cleansing spell to remove all the stickiness from himself and Feng He.

Then he restored everything they had messed up in the room.

He brought Feng He back to his current residence.

The pinnacle of the spiritual world.

This is the place with the most abundant spiritual energy on this continent, and it was developed after they came here.

He placed Feng He in his own bedroom, and then set up restrictions inside and outside the palace so that he would know immediately if anyone set foot in.

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether it is set up or not. After all, he can keep track of all Feng He’s whereabouts, and he can easily find him no matter where he is.

Fu Ci Yan sat at the head of the bed for a long time, staring at his master's sleeping face. He was still so handsome.

After the spiritual power of the spirit veins was restored, this kind of beauty became even more imposing and captivating.

But why is such a beautiful person so vicious?

Whenever Fu Ci Yan thought about how his master had cruelly taken his life in order to restore his spiritual power, his heart was filled with intense rage and depression.

It turns out that all the kindness that Master had shown him before was fake, and everything was just based on the assumption that he was still somewhat useful.

The person he admired since childhood and later fell in love with overturned all his notions.

……

Fu Ci Yan saw that his eyes were bloodshot but he did not look away.

After a long time, he lifted the quilt off Feng He.

His colorful body was revealed, which showed that he had been through something.

Fu Ci Yan's eyes moved, and began to... feel hot and painful again.

He stared at his master's chest and smiled without any emotion.

Then he gathered spiritual power at his fingertips and carved three words on his chest: Fu Ci Yan.

He thought a little crazily: What will happen when Master sees this after waking up?

I don’t know if it would be shameful, but I would definitely want to kill him.

After staying with Feng He for a while, Fu Ci Yan went to Lingshan Sect.

At this time, all parties were in an uproar because the most important prisoner was missing.

The most anxious person was the Lingshan Sect's leader, he was shaking like his entire sect was going to be wiped out in the next moment, sweating profusely.

Fu Ci Yan appeared without any breath, and the noisy atmosphere at the scene suddenly stopped.

The head of Lingshan Sect trembled as he saluted to Fu Ciyan and said, "Master Ling... our sect failed to do its job well and lost the prisoner..."

Fu Ci Yan glanced meaningfully at Ji Yuan, who was sitting upright with an expressionless face.

Ji Yuan noticed his gaze, and the atmosphere around him fluctuated.

Fu Ci Yan said nothing, but just struck Ji Yuan with a palm.

Of course Ji Yuan blocked it, but he was still shocked and spit out blood.

Although he vomited blood, the injury was not serious.

Fu Ciyan acted as if nothing had happened and said calmly, "It's okay. I've found my master. I'll decide on his punishment."

Ji Yuan looked at Fu Ci Yan with an expression of disbelief.

Fu Ci said meaningfully: "Master was the one who was let go by Ji Yuan... You must interrogate him thoroughly."

Upon hearing this, everyone present looked at Ji Yuan fiercely.

"Sword Master was very close to Feng He Immortal Master before, so it is not impossible for him to be let go."

"Can Feng He be called an immortal? She looks like a foxy girl and only knows how to seduce people."

"The Lord Ling only wants him to be his concubine. Could it be that Ji Yuan is also his lover?"

"Hehehe, it's really possible."

……

Feng He was too arrogant and condescending before. He thought that those who liked him were all toads wanting to eat swan meat.

Therefore, most of the people who were talking about him were those who wanted something but couldn't get it, and turned love into hatred.

The smile on Fu Ci Yan's lips froze.

He quickly returned to his expressionless look and stood there motionless, like a god of death.

The noisy and chaotic sounds on the field gradually subsided, and no one dared to speak anymore, because everyone noticed that there was something wrong with the atmosphere at this moment.

It can be described as sharp and bone-chillingly cold.

The next second they discovered that the tongue of the person who had just insulted Feng He with obscene words had disappeared, leaving only a bloody hole in his mouth. It was horrible.

Fu Ci Yan, who had been standing just now, had long disappeared.

The field was extremely silent, and those who wanted to scream could not do so.

Everyone knew that Feng He Xianzun, who had harmed the Spirit Master, might not have a low status in the Spirit Master's heart as they had previously thought...

Now it was Ji Yuan who was put in the confinement room.

……

Feng He, who was severely exhausted last night, finally opened her eyes slowly.

Feng He moved his body and uttered a sound: "Hiss..."

"Damn you Fu Ciyan, I will beat you to death!!!"

Although Feng He's words were extremely dangerous, her tone was weak and lacked any deterrent power.

"Heh, Master, who are you going to kill?"

A playful voice came over. Fu Ci Yan slowly approached Feng He.

Feng He's face changed when he heard that, and he covered his butt without saying a word.

Fu Ci Yan couldn't help but smile at his cute actions.

This attracted Feng He's even more suspicious gaze.

Then Fu Ci Yan couldn't laugh anymore.

"today……"

Feng He didn't let the atmosphere stagnate for too long. He asked about today's related matters.

However, he might as well not ask.

"Ji Yuan rescued you, so he was caught himself."

Fu Ci Yanfeng said expressionlessly.

Feng He frowned and asked nervously, "What kind of punishment will he receive?"

Fu Ci Yan curled his lips without any emotion, smiling with his lips but not his heart.

"That's their business in the cultivation world. How would I know?"

As he spoke, he played with his master's loose black hair.

Feng He was only wearing a thin shirt, and looked terribly beaten and broken.

At this time, he raised his neck and said, "This is our business, can you please not hurt innocent people?"

He pursed his lips slightly when he spoke, and with this action, it looked like he was asking for a kiss.

Fu Ci Yan's heart was moved for a moment, and he kissed her.

Feng He widened his eyes, his anger evident.

He pushed weakly against the broad and strong chest of the man in front of him, but it seemed more like a seduction that he was half willing to resist.

Fu Ci Yan grabbed his hand and kissed it even deeper and harder.

After the kiss, one of them started to feel pain again, and the other was so angry that she started crying.

"you!"

Fu Ciyan raised his eyelids, revealing scarlet eyes full of lust. He stared at Feng He with a sense of aggression.

Feng He immediately shut up and shrank into bed along with the quilt.

Fu Ci Yan took a deep breath, closed his eyes and cleared his mind.

Feng He bit her lower lip and cursed inwardly, "Why is Fu Ci Yan so horny right now?"

[Hehe... That's right.]

Who can come and save him? He doesn't want to see mosaics anymore.