Fast Traveling Cannon Fodder: Blackened Male God's Favorite

Chapter 247: A Fox as a Fairy: Master, Tribulation 26
but……

She is learning to be a good apprentice who respects her teacher, how can an apprentice abandon her master.

Hey, can't the boss ascend by himself and let her live?

Boom——, Bang——

Every time the thunder fell, Mo Qinghan would hug her even tighter, and the tension between his brows could not be hidden.

An Ning unclenched her fists, tightly grasped Mo Qinghan's clothes with her fingertips, and said muffledly in his arms, "Believe me, Master."

The voice was very soft, but it seemed to hit the heart, very heavy.

Mo Qinghan's lips were bloodless, but they rose slightly at this moment.

Why not fight against the sky for Ah Yin?
Circles of black ink dizzy in the icy eyes, and there seems to be a little ice red in the pupils, as bright as blood.

Thunder and lightning continued, dark clouds pressed overhead, and their long hair danced messily.

I don't know how long after being hacked, An Ning's previous numbness gradually turned into weakness, difficulty breathing, and his soul was about to leave his body.

If she hadn't been tortured too much, she would definitely not be able to bear it.

But now that she has a mission and a golden finger, why should she fight to the death?

not to mention……

If she felt right, this fleshy body would soon be wiped out.

As an apprentice, being able to accompany the master to bear the thunder is already the best of humanity, isn't it?
"Master..." An Ning rolled his eyelids weakly, "I'm so uncomfortable, it hurts more than before...Master, I can't stay with you any longer, please send me away."

Mo Qinghan gently raised her chin, lowered his head, and came close to her lips.

The man's thin lips parted slightly, and a steady stream of spiritual energy flowed into An Ning's lips and teeth, and quickly rushed to the limbs and bones.

In an instant, it was as if she had been recast from a tempered body, which brought her back to life a little bit.

As for Mo Qinghan, her beautiful lips were stained with blood on her alluring face, and her originally cold eyes were bloodshot, which was a bit shocking to watch.

She admitted that she was upset.

An Ning frowned and said, "Master, in fact, you don't have to suffer so much. As long as you send me out, you will be fine. Can't you teleport? I can disappear in front of you in the blink of an eye, and you You don’t need to lose so much spiritual power.”

"Ayin, if the teacher lets you go, you will die." Mo Qinghan's pale fingertips caressed An Ning's cheeks, the fingertips were cold, and the faint smell of blood wafted along with the pleasant smell of snow on the man's body.

die? !

What do you mean? ? ?
Boss Lei Jie, it has nothing to do with her, isn't she affected, why does it sound like she was affected by thunder?

"This is the Core Formation Thunder Tribulation. After this, there is still the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation waiting for you." Mo Qinghan looked at her, her dark eyes filled with apologies and heartache, "It was my teacher's fault, I should take good care of it." prepare."

"..." An Ning was so dazed that she didn't know what to say.

Is this her golden finger?
The plug-in was too big, it almost killed her.

From an ordinary fox, all the way to the Jindan stage, and there is also a faint tendency to form a Nascent Soul, this is absolutely going to kill her!

An Ning raised her eyes, frowned, and stared fiercely at the sky, "Sooner or later, I will smash the heavens and the temples of the gods, and see how you show off!"

The sky seemed to hear her thoughts, the purple-gold light shone on the earth, and countless thunderbolts struck down in succession, seeming to bypass Mo Qinghan's body and split her heart to the core.

"puff--"

An Ning spit out a mouthful of blood, and her small body limply lay in Mo Qinghan's arms.

"Ayin, get through it, I will get through it with you as my teacher." Mo Qinghan said hoarsely with his eyes red.

Moonlight shrouded him all over his body, and he used his body as an enchantment to resist the sky thunder. His back should have been ripped apart and bloody.

An Ning has attended classes, read books, and vaguely remembers that the sky thunder should be borne by the person who crosses the catastrophe. If someone helps, that person will definitely suffer a hundred times, a thousand times or even more serious backlash.

Mo Qinghan's cultivation is advanced, maybe he won't die, maybe he won't be able to ascend again, and if he's unlucky, he might be wiped out, who knows what the unexpected price will be.

Even if Mo Qinghan is willing to sacrifice to such an extent, there will still be a thunderstorm falling on her.

She was able to do this because she was nourished by Mo Qinghan's aura every day, and the golden finger she got in advance suddenly worked.

If you violate the laws of heaven, you will definitely suffer the highest level of thunder disaster. This is your fate!

An Ning's pale lips lifted, revealing a cold smile.

Oh, the gods want to torture her and torture her, but she won't let the gods do what they want.

An Ning raised her scarred arms, wrapped them around Mo Qinghan's neck, and hugged her tightly.

Mo Qinghan, "Ayin..."

"Master, I seem to be dying." An Ning's soft voice sounded softly next to his ear.

"No, I'm here." Mo Qinghan opened her lips, clear and gentle, with a loud voice, "Ayin, I will protect you, I can protect you. Believe me as a teacher!"

I know you can protect me.

I also know that I will not stop you, even if you may die.

Because, I want to live.

She didn't even see her target's face, she couldn't die, and if she died, all credit would be lost.

"Heh," An Ning suddenly chuckled, "Master, you are so kind, if... I am an adult, I will definitely rebel."

The strength of An Ning's arms was getting weaker and weaker, and Mo Qinghan could only hold her body tightly, "A Yin."

"I really, really like you, Master..."

"Why am I still a child? I should...have reached the age to talk about marriage..."

The voice in the ear became softer and weaker, and finally only a faint breath remained.

"In that case, I will be Master's..." The girl in her arms gradually closed her eyes weakly, "That's great..."

Before that, no one noticed that when she pinched her fingers tightly and looked at the sky, her brown eyes were full of ruthlessness and deep hatred.

"Ayin——" Mo Qinghan opened her lips, raised her long eyelashes slightly, and her cold eyes were like splashed ink, dizzy circles of ink, "You can't be bothered."

A white light flashed across his fingertips, the sky darkened quietly, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them disappeared.

Lingquan poolside.

The thunder continued, and the sound of the spring was gurgling.

The girl was sleeping in the man's arms, her long black hair trailed to the ground, spreading out softly like silk.

Injured by the sky thunder, his body was completely damaged, and even his soul was hit hard and was in danger of being shattered at any time.

"As long as I can save you, I can't control so much as a teacher." Mo Qinghan embraced An Ning's waist, leaned over, lowered his head, and covered his slightly cool lips.

Not far from them, there is a copy of "Xianmen Shuang/Cultivation Methods Collection (Essence Edition)".

A twilight flashed by, the book was spread out, and then one page after another was turned.

Where the purple gold lightning had not yet reached, in the void, the spirits of the two slowly approached each other.

To test, to touch, to embrace.

Lingering, entangled, combined into one.

Sweat broke out on Mo Qinghan's forehead, she clenched her fingertips and hugged the person in her arms tighter.

Dual Cultivation of Soul and Soul...

(End of this chapter)