Fast Traveling Cannon Fodder: Blackened Male God's Favorite

Chapter 168: The Palace Master's Unbridled Flirting (35)

"Palace Master, where is your heart?" An Ning raised her head from his arms and asked in an unusually calm tone.

Hearing this, the young man frowned beautifully, pursed his lips and said, "I have practiced the icy sword, and I can live without a heart."

The corners of An Ning's mouth curled up, and he sneered coldly, "What about your sword?"

"Yes, yes, you can't see it." The boy's eyes turned ice blue in an instant, and his thin lips collapsed into a line.

He looked away and nervously clenched his fingers, just like he once held the ice sword.

"Heh..." A deep, mocking chuckle overflowed from An Ning's lips, "Have you been with me all this time?"

"No."

"I really can't see it, but I can feel it." An Ning traced his eyebrows and eyes, and gently opened her lips, "Little mute, do you know that your eyes change color when you lie?"

Qian Lin closed her eyes forcefully, stretched out her long arms and pulled An Ning into her arms, "Go to sleep, saint."

An Ning shook her head, and continued in his arms, "You are alive, but not well; although you are alive, you may die at any time in the near future. Is this what you are talking about?"

"I'm fine." Qian Lin hugged her tightly and repeated in a hoarse voice, "It's okay."

"But, I don't like this kind of life. Don't you think it's ridiculous that a person who should die early is barely alive?"

"No..." His lips quivered slightly, as if about to say something.

An Ning sighed quietly, and said lightly, "Little mute, what's the point of dragging me like this?"

"I, will save you."

At this moment, at this moment, under her continuous questioning, he obviously lost his former eloquence.

He is nervous, worried, unable to bear, afraid...

An Ning could guess his thoughts, but could not agree with him.

In the mortal world, whoever leaves cannot live.

Wishful thinking, but obsession.

Smart people have always known that if you stop, you will stop, and if you don't stop, you will be disrupted.

"Heh, it's meaningless for you to do this. When you die, I will die too, and it will be very painful." An Ning chuckled mockingly, and put her hand on his heart, "You, like this, can last until when?"

He held her hand and said in a deep voice, "Before then, I will think of a way."

"Even if I can't bear it, you can still live a good life." As long as he thought of this, he suddenly felt a little happy.

The young man's lips raised slightly involuntarily, contentedly.

Qian Lin's promise was heard in her ears, as if it hit her heart, which made An Ning irritable and depressed for no reason, forcing her to blurt out, with a slightly cold voice, "But, I want to die."

"Saint..." Qian Lin suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a touch of pain in his eyes.

He turned over suddenly and pinned her under him.

A cool kiss blocked her lips, and the tip of her tongue easily squeezed in.

A very long kiss, not for lingering, but for lingering affection, I don't want her to continue talking.

Finally, when An Ning's face was flushed, he withdrew, his icy blue eyes were full of unbearable and nostalgic, "Saint, stop thinking like this. It's good that you are alive."

The sound of each sentence is like pleading.

An Ning suddenly felt oppressed and out of breath, pushed him away, and ran out without looking back.

With a cold tone, he asked the Jindan system: "Dandan, can I kill him?"

[Host, he is not the target person, and has seriously hindered your mission progress, Angel No. 000 system judgment, can be killed! 】

An Ning thought about it for a while, "Forget it, I'm not his opponent."

[Just 5 points of divine power! 】

An Ning: Don't trick me into using divine power.

[The host is obviously reluctant, hum! 】

"You are reluctant, your whole family is reluctant!" An Ning roared angrily, "Only I can't!"

Finally, I ran back to the Virgin's Palace, tossing and turning, unable to sleep well at all.

The window was not closed tightly, An Ning looked over and saw the figure under the moonlight.

A jade-like delicate face, radiant eyes...

An Ning turned her face to the inside of the bed.

I can't bear it, how could...

I just wonder how far he can go.

How strong must a mortal's obsession be to stop another person's determination to die?
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In the next few days, she didn't go to Qian Lin again, and she didn't seek death any more, she just stayed quietly in the Saintess Palace to sleep.

Early in the morning, the door of the room was banged loudly, "The saint is not well, something happened to the Palace Master, come and see."

"No." An Ning said, "Unless he figured it out and came to me in person."

The door was still ringing, An Ning fortunately covered her ears with the quilt.

In the end, the ears couldn't hear much, and they didn't feel much clean.

An Ning was inexplicably irritable, she put on her clothes and opened the door angrily.

Chen Qing's slap just landed on her forehead, and he was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat, so he could only laugh dryly, "Saint, are you up? Hehe..."

An Ning glared at her, and walked quickly to Linjing Palace.

Chen Qing followed her and explained the whole story.

As soon as I entered, I smelled a strong smell of blood.

Anning frowned.

on the bed.

The boy's eyes were closed tightly, and his breathing was as slow as nothing.

Her delicate jade-like face and beautiful thin lips all looked too pale.

An Ning sat beside him, holding his hand.

On the sleeves, the undried blood was wet.

An Ning lifted his sleeves, startled.

The criss-cross sword marks and deep bone wounds are the same as back then.

An Ning frowned, and gently touched his wound.

Blinking his eyelashes, he finally opened his eyes to look at her.

Confused, suddenly, her thin lips turned up slightly, as if she was having a silly dream.

"I don't believe that anyone can do this to you." An Ning also looked at him, and said coldly, "So, is it self-harm?" Although it was a question, she said it in a declarative tone.

Qian Lin moved slightly, wanting to withdraw her hand.

An Ning quickly squeezed his fingers, "Did Bai Mufeng force you?"

"It's just for exchange, not forced." The boy's eyes were clear, without any disdain or dissatisfaction, just like the original appearance.

"Heh, you are aboveboard." An Ning bandaged him while teaching, "Why should the absolute strong exchange it? Just grab it. Why bother yourself? I'm sick."

"What if another option is to kill Bai Mufeng?" He asked.

An Ning: "After I die, you can treat him whatever you want."

Qian Lin raised her eyes and said solemnly, "Then I will never move him."

"Lie down and don't think too much."

"Ah."

He was suddenly very obedient, taking medicine obediently, sleeping obediently, and letting her watch over him obediently.

Day and night, An Ning sat beside him, her energy was surprisingly good, without a trace of sleepiness.

There was no longer Qian Lin's heartbeat in his mind or ears, no matter whether it was rapid or slow, there was not even a slight sound.

This is very abnormal!
An Ning asked Chen Qing to watch over him while he was asleep.

She walked out of the room and called Guardian Zuo, "Did the Palace Master go to Binglin Villa and get what he wanted?"

"The Palace Master didn't take anything." After finishing speaking, Guardian Zuo suddenly said, "But it seems that the Palace Master is very happy after coming out." It was the first time seeing the Palace Master laughing outside the Saintess Palace, and he was very horrified and surprised.

(End of this chapter)