Fast Traveling Cannon Fodder: Blackened Male God's Favorite

Chapter 144: The Palace Master's Unbridled Flirting (11)

Hearing this, he did not push her away. He pursed his thin lips tightly without saying a word, but there was indescribable stubbornness and toughness in his dark eyes.

After a long stalemate, An Ning's neck felt a little sore.

"Okay, I'll give you the medicine, and you rub it yourself." In the endurance competition with the little mute, she had to lose again.

Qian Lin got up and put on her clothes, holding the sword with her back to her, at an extremely fast speed, almost in the blink of an eye.

peaceful:……

"You are recuperating in the Saintess Palace these few days, don't run around." An Ning said softly, and then ordered outside the door, "Come here, take Guardian Qian Lin down to rest."

Seeing that the young man was about to leave with the maidservant, An Ning hurriedly said, "Qian Lin, remember to come over tonight."

The boy's footsteps paused slightly, An Ning didn't pay much attention to whether he agreed or not.

As soon as they left, she asked someone to prepare something to eat, took a hot bath and went to sleep.

After sleeping for a long time, when I opened my eyes, it was already night.

The reversal of day and night was probably the fate of the original owner.

But what the hell is that tall black shadow?

An Ning sat up, her eyes were sleepy and ignorant, she didn't react for a while, when she saw the sword shadow, she thumped and was frightened, "Come here!"

Seeing this, the maid hurriedly knelt down and cried, "Forgive me, Holy Maiden, Guardian Qianlin wants to come in, and my subordinates can't stop me."

"Didn't you tell him?"

"This subordinate has already told the Dharma Guardian that this is the usual practice, so he doesn't have to worry about it, but the Qianlin Guardian still wants to guard you, this subordinate..."

An Ning waved her hand, "That's all."

An Ning washed and washed in front of the young man. The warm and moist water mist dyed her face and eyes reddish, delicate and flawless, less fragile and more stunning and enchanting.

He had never seen a woman put on makeup...

No, he has never cared so much about a girl like today...

Qian Lin turned around quickly, clenched the sword tightly, her black eyes were silent and deep.

The room was very quiet, and no one spoke again.

An Ning waved his hand to push away the crowd, walked lightly, walked to the boy's side, raised his hand to hold his hand, "little dumb, take me out for a walk."

The boy's eyes darkened, he was very worried about her body.

"If you hold me, I won't be cold anymore." An Ning smiled slightly, leaning into his arms, her soft and lingering tone, seductive, "If you leave me behind, I will wake up from the cold even if I fall asleep Yes, or, never wake up again..."

The boy frowned, "No."

There won't be that day.

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Mirror Palace, Linglong Pavilion.

"Linglong, I'm seriously injured this time. I'm afraid, I'm going to die soon." Xuan Xieyu's eyes were blazing, and after saying a few words, he groaned and gasped, "The people brought by the Holy Girl sneak attacked me. The seat is no match...poof——"

The flamboyant Xuan Xieyu began to wear white clothes, and the blood in the large swaths was almost seeping, and the blood spurting from his mouth was even more shocking.

An Ning, who was held in Qian Lin's arms and watched the play for a long time while hiding on the roof: ...

Why is there a sense of déjà vu that tricks a child?Is Xuan Xieyu so fragile? ? ?
An Ning glanced at Qian Lin for advice. Qian Lin looked indifferent and didn't even show contempt. She was a little impressed.

in the room.

"Stop it, Xuan Xieyu, stop it." The girl cried and wanted to go out to call for someone, "Come and save your palace master."

Xuan Xieyu's phoenix eyes were slightly cold, and she grabbed her wrist, "Don't go..."

The two stayed in the room for a while.

The girl cried again, "Xuan Xieyu, I know you are a good person, please let me out."

Xuan Xieyu hugged her into his arms and tightened his arms, "I can't let you go, Linglong, even if you die, I can't let you go—"

Competitor Shui Linglong, kind and beautiful, youthful and lively, is indeed much cuter than the original owner's lifeless appearance, but the original owner took advantage of Xuan Xieyu's absence to poison others, and he was the one who died in the end.

Watching the play was disgusting, An Ning didn't have much interest, quietly threw the poison into the house, and asked Qian Lin to take her to look elsewhere, regardless of whether the two people inside had been tricked or not.

Jingshang Palace was built on the mountain, far away from the world, like a peach blossom garden. If you ignore the numerous bones in the formation, it is indeed a good place with beautiful mountains and rivers to live in.

An Ning raised the corners of her eyes and smiled to herself, it's very suitable for heart-to-heart talk, heh...

The wind at night was a bit strong, and the original owner's body couldn't take it anymore. An Ning couldn't help coughing, and even lowered her voice, "Ahem, I've never seen such a scene before."

I do not have either.Qian Lin looked at her quietly, pursed her lips, and said in her heart.

"I used to be in seclusion all the year round, and I didn't even know what the Jingshang Palace looked like. After many years, I went out for the first time because I learned of my father's death, and then I kept investigating the cause of his death, until now I met you...cough..."

The boy stretched out his long arms, took her into his arms, and wrapped her in his coat.

The two were so close that An Ning could see his eyes when she looked up.

Under the moonlight, there are tiny shimmers of light, extremely beautiful.

"Little dumb," An Ning's lips curled up, her eyes were rippling, and she smiled charmingly, "Do you think you've seen me?"

The boy met her eyes, "Yes." He said frankly, without thinking.

"Heh..." An Ning was very satisfied, and kissed his lips with a light smile.

The hand on his chest, the palm, was warm with blood.

An Ning raised her eyebrows, "Did you open your wound?"

Chirin: "It's okay."

An Ning laughed again, "Am I more ruthless than her?"

The boy looked at her suspiciously, but couldn't remember who she was.

"The girl just now, her name is Shui Linglong." An Ning continued to bandage his wound, with a smile on her lips, "Xuan Xieyu imprisoned her and restricted her freedom, she would still be reluctant, so kind Well, huh... But I, seeing that your whole body is covered with injuries, and you don't shed tears or feel distressed, and you don't even have a little bit of embarrassment, will you blame me?"

Qian Rin: "It's okay." Because, so am I.

"When I practiced poison and medicine, my body became even more dilapidated. My father said that you can live a long life by enduring what ordinary people can't bear." A portrait of life experience.

Only she herself was imprisoned tens of thousands of years ago, and was cannon fodder countless times over tens of thousands of years. Only patience can keep her alive in this world...

As soon as the cold wind blew, this situation suddenly gave birth to a little bit of grievance.

An Ning held Qian Lin's hand and said softly, "Little mute, you can't like Shui Linglong."

I love what other people do!
Qian Lin frowned, "I don't like it."

"Then you like me, okay?" An Ning leaned into his arms with a smile.

Qian Lin was slightly stunned, not knowing how to answer.

Why do you like it?He doesn't know.

The saint is very kind to him, but the order of the master cannot be disobeyed.

What on earth should he do?
To kill, or not to kill...

This question, which had never troubled him before, was suddenly and difficult to solve.

Qian Lin frowned, her lips were tightly lined, and when he looked over, he suddenly found that the girl had already fallen asleep in his arms.

(End of this chapter)