Fast Traveling Cannon Fodder: Blackened Male God's Favorite

Chapter 162: The Palace Master's Unbridled Flirting (29)

"You break through!" An Ning was anxious.

"Why do I want to break through?" Xuan Xieyu raised his lips and smiled wickedly, "Sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight, I will reap the benefits of being a fisherman."

"Xuan Xieyu, you idiot!" An Ning couldn't help but push his head, "When you finish the show and the Jingshang Palace is completely destroyed, you can go to the Palace of the King of Hell to reap the profits. How unlucky am I to have a brother like you? , I'm so mad!"

"Concubine Su, you're looking for death—" Xuan Xieyu cursed in a low voice, and the next moment, the sound changed, "Concubine Su, let go, don't pull my hair!"

After a while, the corners of Xuan Xieyu's eyes twitched, "All right, I agree."

Outside the barrier, the owner Bai Chi's eyes were sinister, and he paused every word, "The saint you are looking for is already dead."

"No, the saint will not die." Qian Lin pursed her lips, her dark eyes changing from red to blue.

"She went to Binglin Realm with you, and she doesn't have much time to live." After a pause, the village owner Bai Chi's voice became calmer and darker, "We just locked her up, and we will deal with her together when we catch you. , I didn’t expect that she wouldn’t be able to hold on herself first.”

"Qian Lin, she suffered for you. I have said long ago that you are a demon and cannot get close to anyone."

The owner of the villa, Bai Chi, looked at the young man as if he had seen the most precious treasure in the world. His cloudy eyes showed uncontainable excitement, but he had to suppress his emotions and continued to make up stories, "Whoever loves you, loves you, and protects you, everyone Not to end well!"

Boom——, the fireworks are in full bloom, illuminating the sky.

The young man knelt heavily on the ground, his voice was hoarse, desperate and at a loss, "Did I kill the saint?"

"Heh..." The owner Bai Chi smiled with satisfaction, and slowly walked towards the young man, "Son, why do you think I don't let you talk, don't let you get close to anyone... Why did I tell you that, it's all for Hello, I don't want to make you suffer."

"You are the sword, the sword is ruthless, the ruthless sword only needs to obey orders, it will not hurt others or self-harm."

"I am a sword... The sword is ruthless..." The young man lowered his eyes, clenched the hilt of the sword, and then let go, the jet black was dyed into ice blue, full of despair and sadness, "Saint...the saint is fine... ...I have feelings for her..."

Affectionate, huh!

"Yes, you may be affectionate, but your affection killed her—" Bai Chi, the owner of the villa, sneered fiercely, "Her death is your fault, your fault for being affectionate!"

"My fault, my fault of love..." The young man's thin lips moved slightly, and the icy blue in his eyes gradually faded, "I am a demon, I am a sword, the sword is ruthless, kill—"

boom -

The ice sword roared and leaped into the sky.

In an instant, the air became frosty, the cold wind howled, and ice and snow fell from the sky.

The snowflakes fell on the palm, it was icy and cool.

An Ning raised her eyes, "Why can snowflakes fall into the barrier?"

"If my guess is right, then the old man wants to take this opportunity to truly make a sword." Xuan Xieyu wiped his lips and chuckled, "I never thought that that kid would have such a physique, it is really rare."

"What kind of physique?" An Ning asked while staring at Qian Lin.

"The best scabbard, the best sword. As long as he is a little more desperate, a little more fragile, give up his emotions and desires, and become a sword that can only kill, he will be completely manipulated by his master." Xuanxie Yu coldly Chick, "It turns out that this is the forbidden technique of Binglin Villa, heh, interesting and interesting... Hiss... Su Yu, you don't want to live anymore!"

An Ning ordered in a deep voice, "Hurry up and break the barrier!"

When looking at her, Xuan Xieyu was stunned.

He had never seen such a Su concubine, or rather, such a complicated Su concubine.

Angry, cold, distressed, liking, and bloodthirsty killing intent.

He obviously couldn't bear it, yet he could look so indifferent.

Faintly, a bright red color flashed in her eyes, it was fleeting, and when he looked again, it suddenly disappeared.

"Su Concubine, don't worry." After that, he turned his face away and focused on the solution.

In mid-air, the owner Bai Chi stood opposite Bing Jian.

"Hahaha, God has eyes. Today I want to prove to the world that I, Bai, will become a real icy sword." The owner of the villa, Bai Chi, laughed and cut his palm. , made me cold—"

boom--

An Ning was thrown out, her thin body hit the ground heavily and her bones were broken.

An Ning gritted her teeth, got up and ran towards the formation, "Qian Lin."

"Feng'er, don't let her get close!"

"Auntie, they all say you are the saint of the Demon Palace..." Bai Mufeng stood in front of her, with a fluttering red dress and a gentleman like jade.

An Ning smiled lightly, "Do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it." Bai Mufeng lowered his eyes, and his voice was as gentle as ever.

"You can still design me like this, really, it's good." An Ning's eyes turned cold, and she ran sideways to the center of the formation, "Qian Lin, I'm still alive—"

In the formation, the young man's long eyelashes trembled slightly, his fingertips moved slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

The owner Bai Chi shouted, "Feng'er, what are you waiting for, don't do anything! If the sword wakes up, we will fall short."

"Auntie, I'm sorry..." Bai Mufeng said softly, with tears in his eyes, "Whether it's life or death, I will marry you."

In the night sky, fireworks bloomed brilliantly, illuminating the crystal tears in the corners of Bai Mufeng's eyes.

He closed his eyes hard, and finally let go.

The long sword flew out——

He didn't look back, and he didn't have to look back.

The long sword pierced directly into An Ning's body.

It passed through her chest, resembling the scene of killing people in front of her that day.

"You once said you would never take action against me. At that moment, I really believed it." An Ning raised her lips and smiled softly, her voice getting lower and lower, "The one I love...the one I love... "

Bang——, the back hit the ground heavily.

She finally fell in a pool of blood.

The bright red blood gradually flowed out, and the body became colder and colder.

【Ding!Favorability is one hundred!The power of faith is one hundred! 】

An Ning looked up at the snowflakes in the sky.

Qian Lin is about to wake up, Xuan Xieyu is about to come out, Bing Lin Villa is about to be destroyed.

Well, in this great battle, she will be the most honorable saint.

An Ning hooked her lips and smiled enchantingly.

A figure floated overhead, blocking her view.

He looks a lot like Xuan Xieyu.

An Ning blinked, and smiled even more joyfully, "Brother, don't worry, the little mute is about to wake up, you two will be fine."

"stupid!"

Xuan Xieyu actually scolded her again, hehe, she is as shameless as that god!

The next moment, she was lifted up.

Xuan Xieyu fell while holding her, crashing into the formation.

There was a strong smell of blood coming from the nostrils, not like hers.

An Ning frowned slightly, her face suddenly warmed up.

The boy's trembling hand caressed her cheek, and his index finger gently stroked her lips.

She heard an affectionate and desperate call, "Saint..."

Looking up, the young man's beautiful eyes came into view.

His eyes are ice blue, and his hair is as silver as snow.

He asked tremblingly, "Are you really, still alive?"

(End of this chapter)