Fast Traveling Cannon Fodder: Blackened Male God's Favorite

Chapter 230 Cute Fox Sweet Pet: Master, Robbery 09
An Ning lowered her eyes, looked at the man's slender and fair fingers, and suddenly wanted to sigh.

When I was a fox before, I was pretty good at biting my fingers and being fed, but now I am a human... It feels weird to eat my hands all the time.

Stay in the secret realm, no one can see it; this is not very conducive to shaping her image in the future.

Is there nothing else to replace it?
A spiritual energy storage bottle is also fine, if not, she can accept milk/nipple, or...

An Ning narrowed her long and narrow eyes, sizing up Mo Qinghan seriously, and finally settled on his slender and beautiful lips.

He murmured strangely: "Master, A Yin wants to..." Give you a kiss.

Before she finished speaking, several bells rang through the sky, shaking her back to her senses.

Hold the grass!She was almost rebellious again, she was simply inhuman!

But if you can get spiritual energy with just one kiss, why is it so troublesome to eat your hands? !
Hey, who told her she was still a baby, it hurts so much.

An Ning glanced at Mo Qinghan reluctantly, her small mouth was pouty, her cheeks bulged, her head tilted, and fell on Mo Qinghan's shoulder, silently unhappy.

Seeing this, Mo Qinghan's expression sank, and he asked softly, "Ayin, what did you want to say just now?"

An Ning played with Mo Qinghan's hair, talking about other things, the little milk said in a muffled voice, "Master, what's that voice?"

"The selection meeting of the inner sect disciples of the Immortal Spirit Sect."

"Oh." An Ning lost interest.

Mo Qinghan looked at the little disciple, and also frowned.

Ayin doesn't even want the spirit energy anymore, she must have something on her mind.

He couldn't ask or guess, so he had to find ways to please Ayin.

With a wave of his hand, a white light flashed, and a clear phantom appeared in the void: it was very lively in front of the gate of Xianling Sect, with many people gathered.Test spiritual roots, take civil and military tests, listen to teachings, enter the secret realm...

"Master, we went directly from the secret realm to Tianling Peak, and we didn't have any surprises at all."

An Ning took a few glances, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and suggested, "Why don't you take me all the way up from a far away place, just like other elders, okay? Otherwise, how would others know that you have accepted apprentices. "

He doesn't like to go out, and he doesn't like to be admired by others, but because of A Yin, he suddenly feels that everything is fine.

Mo Qinghan said fondly, "Okay."

As soon as the words fell, with a whoosh, the two teleported to an unknown place.

Mo Qinghan hugged her, and flew slowly and leisurely with the sword.

There will always be a few people on the road, and I will stare at them a few times.

The young Taoist couldn't help sighing: "That girl's aptitude is excellent, she is a rare heavenly root. I have traveled all over the world, but I have never met it. That venerable is lucky."

"That venerable's cultivation is profound, far above you and me. If I remember correctly, he looks like the master-uncle of the Xianling Sect who never shows up."

"If it's that Venerable Master, it would be a pity for the girl to be under his sect."

……

Mo Qinghan's slender lips were slightly upturned, with a very light and shallow arc, and a bright red ice flower seemed to flash in the ice eyes.

Yes, he is very happy.

Others know that he has an apprentice, and his apprentice is very good.

Finally, it is no longer because he is the youngest Mahayana monk, no longer because he is the master and uncle of the Immortal Sect, but because he has an apprentice.

The wind whistled past his ears, making Mo Qinghan's snow-colored sleeves flutter.

An Ning was a little confused about the boss's sudden acceleration, and the corners of his mouth suddenly raised, "Master." Please slow down.

Stretching out his claws, he intended to pinch the sleeves that slapped her face in the wind, but unexpectedly——

The boss suddenly lowered his head and kissed her little palm.

"Ayin is good." Mo Qinghan raised her thin lips lightly, and smiled faintly. There was an intoxicating charm hidden in the smile, which was enough to make the heart thump.

Hold the grass!She had forgotten why the claws came here.

Turn your face away, tilt your head, and look at the scenery.

"Heh..." Mo Qinghan chuckled and looked forward again.

As she got closer to the Fairy Spirit Sect, An Ning found that all the other children seemed to follow Master Yujian, only she was being held.

Mo Qinghan, the otherworldly and refined leader of Tianling Peak, is always holding a baby in his arms, so out of style.

Also, it would be detrimental to her fairy spirit to be hugged all the time as a little fairy in the future.

"Master, you must be tired after hugging me for so long."

An Ning kicked her feet to get down, but Mo Qinghan gently held her ankle and said with a smile, "I'm not tired."

Well, it seems that the boss is not planning to let her go.

An Ning had no choice but to do the same as before, wrapping her hands around the boss's neck, leaning her head on his shoulder, and said in a cute milky voice, "Master, I will learn to fly with a sword as soon as possible."

No, it's so small, what if it is blown away by the wind.

He is already used to hugging Ah Yin, it is milky and milky, soft and soft, and he wants to hug it when he grows up, and his mood will improve even though he is usually not in the mood to speak of.

However, he has to be a good teacher.

Mo Qinghan frowned slightly and thought for a long time.

In the end, he said blankly: "Okay." However, a teacher will not teach you.

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Mo Qinghan came to the main peak of Xianling Sect, and everyone worshiped.

The momentum is huge and the voices are noisy.

Halfway through the journey, Mo Qinghan pursed her lips and frowned, very displeased.

There was a flash of white light, and there was no shadow of a fairy in front of him.

A cry erupted from the crowd, "Master Uncle is gone again!!!"

At this moment, the head lounge.

Mo Qinghan put An Ning on the bed, and said softly, "Ayin, I'm going to find the nephew who is the head of the sect, so please be good and don't run around here."

An Ning nodded cutely, "Well, Ah Yin listen, listen to Master."

The little pink mouth opened and closed, delicate and cute.

The black hair is like smoke, the skin is better than snow, and the milk fragrance is sweet.

Mo Qinghan looked at his little apprentice, no matter how pleased he was, how happy he was, and it was unbearable to leave him for a while.

Shu Er lowered his head and placed a kiss on her forehead, "Wait for the teacher to come back."

With a flash of white light, Mo Qinghan's figure disappeared.

"Huh——, the boss finally left." An Ning's small body fell back and lay on her back.

[Long time no see, congratulations to the host for cultivating into a human body! ] In my mind, the voice of the Golden Egg System sounded after a long absence.

An Ning: Hehe, are you pretending to be dead?I'll give you three seconds, and I want all the information about Mo Qinghan.

【Ding!Mo Qinghan of the Immortal Sect, ascended on the seventh day of July! 】

An Ning: Fly... Ascension?Also the seventh day of July?Eggy, are you sure you're not kidding me?On the seventh day of the seventh month of which year, can you give me an accurate statement? !
[Report to the host, after ascension, he left the plane, and the Angel 000 system could not find any more records. 】

An Ning: Hehe!
Bang——, a strange sound came from under the bed.

An Ning narrowed her eyes, held her breath, and stretched out her hand...

The next moment, he quickly retracted his claws.

No, she's still a baby now, she doesn't know anything, what if she meets bad people and wants to eat her?

Boss, you can say that she has a special body and great strength, which can make ordinary people rise two realms in a row. Under this kind of temptation, good people have to become bad people.

(End of this chapter)