Fast Traveling Cannon Fodder: Blackened Male God's Favorite

Chapter 142: The Palace Master's Unbridled Flirting (9)

Everyone followed the young man's gaze and looked puzzled.

The man who was stared at by everyone, his legs trembling, was wondering, isn't this the question he interrogated most of the night?
Suddenly, feeling the murderous eyes of the Palace Master, the man sweated profusely on his forehead, and knelt down on one knee, "Palace Master, if this subordinate's guess is correct, what he just said should be... his name."

Crowd: ...

The palace lord said that people are dumb, which is embarrassing!The palace lord also said that he had captured the assassin, which is even more embarrassing!I can't help but sweat for the Palace Master!
"Heh..." An Ning raised her lips and chuckled, breaking the embarrassing silence at the moment, "As you can see, the Palace Master is not Qian Lin's opponent. If Qian Lin really wants to kill him, what you heard today It is the news of the death of the owner of Jingshang Palace!"

The last two words were said by Wang Xiangxuanxieyu, the words were heavily pronounced, and the taste of sarcasm was strong.

The three elders looked at each other thoughtfully.

Everyone secretly nodded in agreement, but was stared at by Xuan Xieyu before shaking their heads.

"Su Concubine, I will not spare you!" Xuan Xieyu said coldly.

After the death of the previous palace lord, Xuan Xieyu had a rare opponent in the world, killing people like hemp, with ruthless methods, and doing whatever he wanted.

The reason why the little mute was able to take him down in one fell swoop was actually because of the poison she secretly planted. Angry people will move slightly slower than usual. A few seconds are enough for the little mute to win.

"Palace Master thinks too much, I'm afraid this matter will not be so easy." An Ning stepped forward with a half-smile, covering her face with a light veil, with graceful steps, like a fairy.

Facing everyone, she opened her lips and said, "To be honest, Qian Lin is my father's disciple outside the palace."

"Nonsense——" Xuan Xieyu sneered coldly, and he wanted to say more. The ice sword got a little closer and pierced his throat. His eyes were cold, and he didn't say anything.

An Ning continued, "I didn't want to make it public so soon, but the Palace Mistress misunderstood and wanted to blame us both. The matter has come to this point, and I will no longer hide it."

As he said that, his eyes fell on the two guardians, and An Ning smiled, "The four guardians of Jingshang Palace, after my father's death, there are only two of them left, and now I will be the master. Do you have any objections with the two protectors?"

The elders who had long been dissatisfied with Xuan Xieyu & the embarrassing guardian in the middle hurriedly said, "Of course not, it's all up to the arrangement of the saint!"

Apart from the palace master, Jingshang Palace respects the saintess surprisingly, what's more, the original owner Su Yu is the daughter of the previous palace master, even Xuan Xieyu can't match her prestige, that's why Xuan Xieyu wants to get rid of her quickly One of the reasons.

"I object." Xuan Xieyu roared angrily.

Hearing this, An Ning smiled instead of anger, with a playful look in her eyes, "Oh? What's the palace lord's opinion?"

"This seat is passed down by Master, how come I don't know that Master has other disciples besides you and me?" After a pause, Xuan Xieyu suppressed his anger, and sneered, "This person's martial arts skills are not the same as this seat's." , isn't the saint trying to lie to me?"

A gleam of coldness flashed in An Ning's eyes, "I'm not on the same side as you, is it possible that the Palace Master also doubts my identity?"

"you--"

"Since the palace lord has doubts, let Qian Lin undergo the trial of Jingshang Palace, and if he succeeds in the trial, he will succeed to the position of Dharma protector." An Ning interrupted without anger, "This matter has been decided and cannot be changed. ! Qian Lin, follow me back to the Holy Maiden Palace!"

Compromise, suppression, order, all in one go.

Seeing the saint leaving with the young man, no one could react yet.

"Su Concubine, you're deceiving people too much!" Xuan Xieyu rushed to his heart, and actually spat out a mouthful of blood, thanks to the protection of Bizhu who rushed over after hearing the sound.

The elders rubbed their chins, and comforted them meaningfully, "Palace Master, please be safe and don't be impatient. Back then, the Palace Master died inexplicably and tragically. Everyone in Jingshang Palace mourned, especially the Palace Master. Now the Palace Master has an additional junior from the same sect. Congratulations."

Junior brother of the same school, heh!This seat cares whether he is from the same sect!Xuan Xieyu felt a pain in his heart.

The two protectors echoed: "The martial arts of Qianlin protector are unfathomable, and Yu Jingshang Palace is also a good thing."

Xuan Xieyu wanted to vomit blood even more, "You all get lost!"

Everyone listened to the order and ran away.

Xuan Xieyu gritted his teeth. He should have killed all these disloyal and unjust guys who were cheating on others. He was so angry!

"Bizhu, pass on the order of the Palace Master," Xuan Xieyu raised his eyes, his eyes were bloodthirsty, and his voice was cold, "During the trial, kill!"

Bizhu: "Yes!"

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Palace of the Virgin.

"Why don't you make good use of the opportunity I gave you? This should be your task." An Ning sat on the edge of the bed, eyes curled up, and asked with a smile, "Why, didn't you take the opportunity to kill him?"

The young man stood a little far away from her, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he remained silent. There was no impurity in his dark pupils, and there was not much emotion on his handsome face, like a machine without emotion.

"Speak." An Ning repeated, "I know you are not dumb anymore."

Qian Lin raised his eyes and looked at the girl steadily, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.

The master said that no one wants to listen to him, he only needs to kill, he doesn't need to open his mouth, he can't have opinions, and he doesn't allow disobedience.

For many years, he was used to obeying orders.

He thought that the saint was the same, talking to herself and not needing his answer.

"I want to hear your voice, it's very nice, I like it very much."

Her face appeared in his line of sight, the dimples at the corners of her mouth, and the expectation in her beautiful eyes. He vaguely understood that he couldn't refuse.

With slightly sweaty palms, he heard himself say stiffly, "I don't want to implicate you."

"Heh...you really are loyal."

Her smile grew wider.

Qian Lin clenched the ice sword slightly, her eyelashes quivered slightly, and she lowered her eyes.

When not killing, just stand still and say nothing.

peaceful:……

It was the first time she met this kind of person, but it seemed that it was not the first time. She expressed that she was very tired.

An Ning frowned and stared, but the boy didn't look up for a long while.

Well, she was ignored again and again.

An Ning coughed twice and said, "Qian Lin, from now on you will be my Dharma protector, on an equal footing with the other two Dharma protectors in Jingshang Palace, if anyone refuses to accept it, you can use your unique sword to teach them how to behave. "

"I will, protect you." The boy finally raised his eyes, and paused every word, his black crystal eyes were full of firm thoughts.

"Oh, I don't need your protection, you just need to work hard to take his place, and I will be very happy, understand?"

The young man nodded.

An Ning curled her lips in satisfaction, and said softly, "Come here, take off your clothes."

Qian Rin didn't quite understand what she meant.

Suddenly, the scene at night flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help pursing his lips.

The saint is cold and needs a hug, so...

Qian Lin clenched the hilt of the sword nervously, and shook her head firmly.

An Ning frowned, "Huh?"

Looking at the girl's pale face, so delicate that it was too easy to break, he felt a faint pain in his heart. He walked over, put down his sword, took off his robe, and then closed his eyes and waited for her to hug her.

(End of this chapter)