Fast Traveling Cannon Fodder: Blackened Male God's Favorite

Chapter 238 Cute Fox Sweet Pet: Master, Robbery 17
Mo Qinghan had already put An Ning on the bed, and when she looked at Qing Lan, she was dressed in white clothes and looked elegant.

His dark eyes were cold and he opened his lips indifferently, "How is it?"

Little Junior Sister is a fox spirit, she can transform into a human in the blink of an eye, what if one day she turns into a girl in the blink of an eye.

The two masters and apprentices were in the same room every day, and they might be at odds with each other.horrible!
The leader, Qing Lan, was so frightened by his own imagination that he started to speak more seriously.

"Desecrating the honored master, you have to..." Qing Lan, the head of the sect, gritted his teeth and said, "Punish according to the sect rules, and then, be expelled from the sect!"

"Qing Lan," Mo Qinghan's eyes became colder and colder, "She is only four years old."

"..." The head Qinglan's face darkened, and he said firmly: "This matter is inappropriate, no matter how old she is. As the head, I have the responsibility to overcorrect." I have a greater responsibility to maintain the hope of the Xianling Sect. and reputation.

Anyone who obstructs his uncle's ascension must be dealt with properly to avoid future troubles!
As soon as these words came out, the air suddenly fell silent.

Shen Yang looked at the head of the sect, always felt that his master had a brain twitch today, and what he said was stupid.

An Ning's expression was dull and cute, as if the matter she was talking about had nothing to do with her.Anyway, she only cares about the boss's opinion, everything else is just a cloud.

"I heard from Master that when you were five years old, you seemed to be still breastfeeding." Mo Qinghan said expressionlessly, with a rather calm tone.

The head of the sect, Qing Lan, stepped back, her legs were a little weak, and her face was a little red, "So, I don't remember what happened over the years."

"Not much, only 200 years." Mo Qinghan smoothed An Ning's hair, turned her eyes to the seriously injured Shen Yang, and asked lightly, "When Shen Yang was three years old, she still treated you as her mother. ?”

"No, that's not the case." The head of the sect, Qing Lan, sweated silently.

"Okay, then nephew, let's talk about today." Mo Qinghan turned around, his snow clothes fluttering lightly, and the cold air all over his body was overwhelming.

The ink pupils are calm, but the handsome face is extremely cold.

"Break into my Tianling Peak, break my enchantment, destroy my cave, which door rule is my nephew going to enforce?" The thin lips of the light color were not parted, but a clear and cool voice suddenly sounded, mixed with sullenness.

The head of the sect, Qing Lan, said anxiously: "Master——, I will pay."

"How can you afford to pay?!"

Mo Qinghan's tone of voice was still calm, so that the air seemed to be covered with ice crystals.

At that moment, the snow clothes flew around, and white light flashed around Mo Qinghan, which was a bit dazzling.

An Ning couldn't help closing her eyes.

There was a heavy sound in my ears, like the sound of a cannon shooting into the sky.

An Ning squinted her eyes and looked up at the sky, only to see the headmaster Qing Lan flying out of the hole in the roof with a whimper.

"Ayin, come as soon as you go as a teacher."

As soon as the words fell, An Ning lowered her eyes, and only had time to catch a glimpse of the corner of the big man's sleeve, and then disappeared in an instant.

An Ning walked out on her short legs, watching the play without hesitation, and ran out, "Little Shen Yang, hurry up, follow, your uncle is venting your anger on you."

"Little fox, wait for me." Shen Yang rubbed his butt, endured the pain, and limped along.

boom--

Snapped--

Again, bang - bang -

Quite a sense of rhythm.

The two little kids stood at the door, looking at the sky for a while, looking at the ground for a while, raising their heads and lowering their heads, moving neatly.

Finally, there was a loud bang.

The leader, Qing Lan, hit the ground hard, creating a big crater.

In an instant, dust flew up, and even the head of the sect, Qing Lan, could not be seen.

An Ning & Shen Yang: "..."

The two looked at each other and paid high respects to the white shadow in the void.

"Qinglan, can you blame me?" Mo Qinghan floated to the ground, dressed in white, not stained with dust, like a fairy walking out of a painting.

The dust dissipated, and the head of the sect, Qing Lan, was dressed in blue, with a tall and tall figure, only a slightly embarrassed face, "Hey, it's good that uncle can calm down."

"Pfft—" As soon as the words fell, the head of the sect, Qing Lan, knelt on one knee, clutched her chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Mo Qinghan's icy eyes were cold, silent and indifferent, always indifferent.

But An Ning felt the intolerance hidden under the tranquility.

After all, he is an uncle.

Although Mo Qinghan gave in to Qing Lan, the gap in strength was too obvious, the big boss was too strong, and he would be instantly killed if he rushed to make a move.

Although Mo Qinghan's seniority is high, Qing Lan is the head of the Immortal Spirit Sect.

The current situation is actually very inopportune. If it gets out, both of them will lose face, and Mo Qinghan must be criticized by Xianmen.

An Ning walked over, raised her head, opened her mouth slightly, and said guiltily, "Master, I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Mo Qinghan put his hand on top of her head, with a faint smile on his lips, and then hugged her again, and walked back to the house step by step, "Qing Lan, you all go back, from now on, I will treat her as if there is no one in Tianling Peak. yes."

"Uncle, you misunderstood." The head of the sect, Qing Lan, was supported by Shen Yang, and she stood up straight, with a restrained smile on her face, "I came to Tianling Peak to find Shen Yang."

As he said that, he slapped Shen Yang on the forehead again, "You scoundrel, you are so lazy that you can't go to class, and you come to bother your uncle, it's outrageous!"

Shen Yang was extremely wronged.It was his fault again, he was the one who took the blame!

Just recite it, as long as everyone is good.

Shen Yang lowered his head, repeatedly admitting his mistakes and begging for mercy.

Mo Qinghan pursed her thin lips tightly, without saying a word, and kept walking.

"Uncle Master, go slowly, there is one more thing." The head of the school Qing Lan said, "Uncle Master has brought Junior Sister back to Tianling Peak, so it is reasonable for Junior Sister to go to Xuesi Pavilion of Xianlingzong to attend classes."

Mo Qinghan raised her eyes and said coolly, "My apprentice, I should teach it myself."

"Uncle Master is a man after all, so there will always be some inconvenience. Junior Sister Qingyun is the elder of the Fairy Spirit Sect, and it will be of great benefit for Junior Sister to learn from her for a while." Qing Lan, the head of the sect, spoke faster and said agitatedly, "Uncle Master Why don't you ask my junior sister? All direct disciples of the Immortal Sect have the right to choose other courses, and even a master has no right to interfere with her decision."

Hearing this, Mo Qinghan frowned slightly, paused her steps, and finally lowered her eyes to look at An Ning, "Ayin, do you want to leave as a teacher?"

Hehe, the boss did it on purpose!What can be done, of course, follow along.

An Ning shook her head severely.

Seeing this, Mo Qinghan was in a good mood, and said lightly: "She doesn't want to."

Sect Leader Qing Lan: "..." It's obviously the uncle playing tricks!

Uncle Shi's way is not going to work, so he hurriedly said loudly: "Junior Sister, there are elders from the Xianling Sect in Xuesi Pavilion to teach collectively, as long as you go to class during the day, you are still following Uncle Shi in the art of cultivating immortals, so why do you need to leave?" .But, if you want to learn other interesting things, come and learn Sige.”

"Shen Yang is also here, and there are children who are as old as you. They can chat with you, play with you, play with you, and do whatever you want. It's very interesting."

Shen Yang scratched his head and said in a low voice, "Master, I just realized that the school is so fun."

"Go away, my lord, don't interrupt when you talk, and be careful to beat you for the teacher!"

After Shen Yang's murder was over, the leader Qing Lan ignored Mo Qinghan's gradually gloomy face, and she couldn't catch her breath after a few words, "Besides, if you stay in Tianling Peak often, it will delay your master's cultivation. I know, little Although junior sister is young, she is the most understanding."

A big hat was buttoned up, and An Ning's face froze.

(End of this chapter)