Su Zhatian, the male god of fast wear

Chapter 584 The Sick Demon God (9)

"You witch trespassed on my Feng family's territory, and you tried to take away my Feng family's descendants, and even tried to kill my Feng family's patriarch and Feng family's descendants. Today, this old man will use you, the princess of the demon world, to warn the demons. Is my Feng family? What a mess!"

After finishing speaking, the ancestor of the Feng family suddenly launched a attack.

An Wan immediately returned to Feng Qi's side, leading him to prepare to leave.

As a result, at the very moment, her leaving back stopped suddenly, and the old man's attack came straight towards Feng Qi in her arms.

At that moment, An Wan didn't think about anything, and suddenly turned around holding Feng Qi.

"boom!"

"puff."

In a daze, Feng Qi only felt a mouthful of scorching donated blood sprayed on his face, and the strong smell of blood lingered on the tip of his nose.

He wanted to open his eyes, but the heart-piercing pain deep in his soul crushed his newly condensed rationality.

In the darkness, he worked hard and struggled again and again...

An inexplicable emotion lingered in his heart, affecting his emotions and making him desperately want to wake up.

at last……

Feng Qi exhausted all his mental energy and regained his soul power, sobering up with difficulty.

There was darkness all around, and the strong magic energy allowed his tired body and mind to temporarily relax and soothe.

As soon as Feng Qi moved, the heavy pressure on his chest made his body stop.

He lowered his head slowly, and a familiar delicate face just so straight into his scarlet blood eyes.

is her……

Looking at An Wan's pale face, pale thin lips, and the unignorable blood stain at the corner of her mouth, Feng Qi's eyes paused.

He just looked at An Wan like this, and there seemed to be an invisible wave in his calm, unwavering blood eyes.

He slowly stretched out his hand, and gently touched the half-dried blood at the corner of An Wan's mouth with his slender fingers.

It feels sticky to the touch, the temperature is cold, and there is still a faint trace of blood that has not dissipated.

"... Ann... late..."

In the darkness, Feng Qi whispered softly.

"System, what's the situation?"

[…] You must play dead at critical moments.

"System, I will give you one last chance. If you don't speak again, don't blame me..."

[I... I just want to help the host. 】The system beeped softly.

"Help me? You use the spell I taught you to cast a spell on me, what do you mean by helping me?"

[I... I just want you to save the hero by the beauty, and then... get hurt a little more, so that the hero will be moved by you. 】

An Wan: "..." She is so good, does she still need to do self-harm to attract her man?
An Wan was very angry, but when she saw the system's round body and pitiful appearance, she was speechless for an instant.

Forget it, what are you fussing about with an underage brat.

With this time to worry about it, it is better to heal the wound and try to wake up early.

Thinking about it, An Wan ignored a certain underage system wearing a sexy red bellyband, closed her eyes and went to heal her wounds.

Seeing that An Wan didn't get angry, the little system became more and more uneasy.

Seeing that An Wan was healing, it thought for a while, and ran to An Wan with short legs and sat down.

Waving a pair of short hands, a weak spiritual force entered An Wan's body through its hands.

An Wan, who was recovering from her wounds, paused for a moment, then opened her eyes, and looked at a certain kid sitting in front of her with a black face...

"Take back your broken spirit power." An Wan said with disgust.

[…] It just wants to make amends.

After being disgusted by An Wan, the delicate facial features on the system's chubby face wrinkled into a ball...

(End of this chapter)