Cannon fodder master, she became a group favorite after tearing up the script

Chapter 495 Master... Pain...

Feng Su coughed lightly, her complexion was normal, she was even smiling: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Yu Yan withdrew the Qingyu sword, and the vines and rhizomes that exploded were scattered all over the place. She led people to find the nearest cave.

No matter how fast Yu Yan was, by the time they settled down, the normal complexion that Feng Su had forcibly pretended to have turned pale.

Yu Yan's hands supporting the person trembled.

"Feng Su." Yu Yan called him.

What responded to her was the other party's extremely hoarse murmur.

Yu Yan supported him, Feng Su's back was hurt, "Go lie down on the rock."

The woman's voice was a little dull, even with a hint of coldness.

Feng Su's hands hanging by his side trembled.

He forced himself to sound calm and asked,
"Master, is he going to heal me? Do you want me to take off my clothes?"

The man turned his back to Yu Yan at the moment, the other party couldn't see his expression clearly, Yu Yan didn't seem to hear his words, she slapped him to the stone.

Jun's face froze, with three parts perturbed and four parts uncomfortable, and he said,
"Master...it hurts..."

Master must have seen it.

It can be seen that he intentionally hurt himself.

Feng Su's phoenix eyes drooped, thin sweat appeared on his forehead, and the blood on his back had already soaked through his white shirt, exposing it to Yu Yan's eyes.

Yu Yan's face was cold, but the fairy power wrapped in the green healing ball was extremely gentle when it landed on the opponent's wound.

The moment Xianli of the healing system touched the opponent's wound, a warm current flowed down his back to Feng Su's heart.

The corners of his lips were raised, a little self-deprecating, where did he need to take off his clothes!
Frustrated, Feng Su rested his chin on his arm, turned his head slightly to look behind him, and looked up at Yu Yan unexpectedly.

The woman's delicate face was turned away from the light, but Feng Su could still clearly distinguish her emotions at the moment,
"Master, don't be angry, um..."

While he was speaking, Yu Yan suddenly pressed on the edge of his wound.

"Does it hurt?" Yu Yan asked.

Feng Su replied honestly: "It hurts."

"How capable do you think you are, and you need to sacrifice your life to protect me as a teacher? Feng Su, do you know that your wound is only half an inch away from your heart vein!"

Yu Yan was really angry, but because Feng Su's intention was to protect her, she couldn't reprimand her too much.

Only to be pissed off.

Hearing what he said, Feng Su relaxed his brows, and couldn't help letting out a low laugh from his throat, it turned out that the master didn't notice.

He thought that Master was so angry because he saw that he deliberately hurt himself, but he didn't expect her to be too worried about him.

Feng Su turned his head and buried his head in his arms.

He was afraid that Yuyan would see the uncontrollable smile on his face.

Over there, Yu Yan even felt that the other party's laughter was her hallucination.

Although the vines that attacked them were ten thousand-year demon vines, fortunately they were not poisonous. Soon, the wound on Feng Suhou's back was healed intact by Yu Yan's healing power.

"Have you brought spare clothes?" Yu Yan glanced at Feng Su's half of his back that was soaked in blood.

There was a burst of pain in my heart.

He wasn't worried about his own life.

Feng Su: "Bring it."

Yu Yan got up and walked directly to the outside of the cave,
"Put on now, let's go."

Feng Su pressed the corners of his eyes, feeling a little disappointed. It would be great if the demon vine was poisonous, so Master wouldn't be able to cure him so quickly.

The monk changed his clothes very quickly, and it was completed after a tactic.

The man looked at the blood-stained clothes with regret, and reached out to touch it, as if Yu Yan had just touched it.

(End of this chapter)