But before he could meet Yun Ruohan, a pale yellow figure suddenly appeared.
It was cold, Yan Fan's arm was chopped off and flew into the air.
Yan Fan took a step back, and the broken arm quickly grew out.
But the end is not a palm, but a slender sharp knife.
The weak face like a little white rabbit became coquettish and ferocious at this moment, "Master Youyue, am I not good enough? Why do you only protect this useless magic soldier!"
The arms stretched out again, and the sharp knives formed in the palms slashed towards Yun Ruohan one by one, and blocked You Yue's movements with the other.
The next moment, Yun Ruohan felt a drop of warm liquid fall on his face.
It was so hot that his heart almost stopped beating.
"Ha...haha...hahahaha...Master Youyue, it turns out that your injury is worse than I expected."
Yan Fan's voice was sharp and excited, "I don't even need to detonate the magic core to fulfill the master's order and put you to death."
"Master Youyue, I have been your magic pet for so many years, and I have never fulfilled my obligations. Today, let me serve you well before you die!"
Stepping closer, Yan Fan's voice trembled with excitement: "Actually, the little one should thank Yun Ruohan, a useless demon soldier. If it wasn't for saving him, how could you lose your ability to move so quickly, Mr. You Yue? Give the little one a chance to serve you."
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Yan Fan's eyes were burning with flames, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
Mozu Mu Qiang, who has been with You Yue for so many years, really likes the strongest captain of the Blood Demon team.
If it wasn't for the mission, he hoped that he could have a dream with Master You Yue.
It's a pity that it is different from other high-ranking demons.
Youyue raised a harem's magic pet, but she just kept it, and rarely got close to it, let alone invited her to sleep with her.
Yan Fan recommended himself as a pillow several times, but was kicked out.
Of course, there are many people in Youyue Palace who recommend themselves as pillows like him.
He made up his mind that before killing You Yue, he must have skin-to-skin relationship with her.
But Youyue's perennial prestige made him approach every step with extreme caution.
The sharp knife in his hand trembled slightly, making a buzzing sound.
The girl sitting on the grass looked so weak and harmless, without any resistance.
Yan Fan licked his lips, slowly stretched out his hand, grabbed You Yue's skirt, and was about to tear it open.
Mutations are sudden!
Powerful energy fluctuations came from behind.
The instinct to survive made Yan Fan sense the crisis, and his face changed drastically.
But he thought that the crisis came from before him, from Youyue.
Therefore, the sharp knife transformed into a palm was raised to his chest without hesitation and turned into a shield.
However, the next moment, a sharp pain came from behind.
The flesh and blood burst open, and the bones broke.
The pungent smell of blood, accompanied by the pain of the magic core being torn inch by inch, made Yan Fan couldn't help but let out a scream, and the whole person flew out.
He struggled for a long time before getting up, turned his head suddenly, and then his eyes widened in disbelief.
In the ruins of the shattered rockery just now, a man in Tsing Yi was holding a long sword and walking slowly towards him.
The rich aura and immortal energy lingered around him, desperately drilling into his body.
And the long sword in his hand emitted a radiant white light. The long sword swept across the blood-stained grass, and a layer of frost condensed in an instant.
Yan Fan's eyes widened, and it took him a while to find his own voice: "You, who are you?"