Fast Traveling Cannon Fodder: Blackened Male God's Favorite

Chapter 266: A Fox as a Fairy: Master, Tribulation 45
Hearing this, everyone really listened, but they didn't hear anything.

"Don't try to confuse the crowd with demonic words, you wait to guard the magic circle, and you must capture this demon girl alive today!"

The dean led more than a dozen monks who were above Nascent Soul, and they all shot together.

An Ning tilted her head, curled her eyes, and said coquettishly, "Master, A Yin is about to be dismembered, so you can only hug A Yin's little head and cry."

As soon as the words came out, everyone followed her gaze and saw nothing but emptiness, and suddenly felt that they had been deceived.

"Demon girl, die!"

An Ning pouted, and said softly, "Oh, maybe Master likes the little A Yin better."

With a thud, An Ning turned into a little fox.

Not only did he not resist, but he became even softer and cute.

The dean and the others were stunned for a moment, but they still jointly set up a net to kill!
Even if it cannot be captured alive, it must be killed!
Everyone gestured with their eyes, bit off their thumbs, and bloodshots spread to the net.

Before the little fox fell to the ground, he felt his body tremble slightly and landed on the warm palm.

It was a very strange temperature, but An Ning knew clearly that he had appeared.

"A Yin."

The man stepped on the cold ground with his toes, and gently held a little fox in his palm.

An Ning's little fox rubbed his head against his palm, and said softly, "Master, you finally stopped avoiding me. Do you know that your A Yin was bullied?"

Mo Qinghan only rubbed the top of An Ning's head with her fingertips, and said softly, "Ayin, I will take you out for my teacher."

"Yeah, master, don't let these shameless people go."

Mo Qinghan's slender lips were slightly upturned, her smile was shallow and soft, "Okay."

Seeing that Mo Qinghan agreed, An Ning was in a good mood, jumped up directly, got into his arms, and poked his head out quietly.

"Who is so bold as to try to take people away from our empire?!"

The net was pressed down from the top of Mo Qinghan's head, and the golden light was shining brightly.

Mo Qinghan didn't lift her eyes, she just waved her hand lightly.

The figure flickered, light or dark, and finally disappeared.

A Venerable Nascent Soul asked, "What about those two people, won't they escape?"

"I think it must be the deceitful tricks of the demon girl and her accomplices. Everyone stay calm and don't take it lightly, lest you be fooled again!" The dean sneered, "Forgive them, even if they have the ability to fly, they will not be able to escape the net we set up!"

As soon as the words fell, Chu Yan roared in a hoarse voice, "Look, Dean—"

Everyone looked over and saw a figure quietly standing on the net shining with golden light.

A white dress is as beautiful as snow, a pure white dress is like the moon.

Only the icy flame between the brows was as bright red as dripping blood.

Icy eyes and dark eyes, black air heavy.

"Want to fly to the sky? Okay." The man's thin lips opened slightly, his coldness was enough to make the world feel gloomy.

The next moment, the golden net seemed to be smeared with blood.

Every silver thread is lingering with a dark and dead air, black and cold.

Finally, collapse——

broken.

The Nascent Soul Venerable who guarded in all directions fell from the sky.

"Ah——" Cries of pain and vomiting blood came and went.

"It's demonic energy!" Someone said in horror, "I, I have seen you before, you are... Mo Qinghan of the Immortal Sect?!"

They looked alike in face, and even more alike in temperament, but looking at him with a devilish aura all over him, cruel and bloodthirsty, he suddenly became uncertain.

That master uncle, obviously should be a person who does not care about world affairs, even if he has the ability to reach the sky, he only cares about his own cultivation, how could he suddenly...

When the dean heard what his companion said, he was furious immediately, and taunted, "Didn't the Immortal Sect tell the world that Mo Qinghan of the Immortal Sect has passed away, so why did he cover up his own demon leader and join forces with the demon world to raid our Imperial College and damage our Qunying Pavilion?" There are so many students, it's really hateful!"

An Ning frowned, feeling extremely unhappy.

Just scold her, she is not a good person anyway.

It's not enough to scold her master, damn it!
"Hehehe, it's none of our business how you Qunying Pavilion students died, shameless scum, all of you splashing dirty water will bounce back! My master will definitely beat your souls to burst, your souls will be scattered, no matter how difficult it is to be reborn!"

An Ning's little fox opened and closed his mouth, swearing in a soft voice, and Mo Qinghan felt it was extremely cute when he heard it, so he touched her ear involuntarily.

Under the snow-white fur, the fox's ears were red and trembling.

An Ning looked back at Mo Qinghan, and asked, "Master, am I right?"

Mo Qinghan didn't hear what she said at all, and was a little embarrassed to be asked suddenly.

The tip of the ear turned red unexpectedly.

Her thin lips moved and she replied, "Yeah."

An Ning turned her head again and stared at the middle-aged dean with a provocative expression.

The dean snorted, "Since ancient times, evil has never prevailed over good, so I just don't believe it. How can an enchanted monster wait for me!"

Those who can be used by the empire, or are abandoned by the immortal sect, gradually claim to be superior to others; or their practice is hindered, and they want to find another way, go astray, and have to obey the empire as a last resort.

No matter what kind of person they are, they can't understand Mo Qinghan, who is called a half-immortal by the world.

What's more, Mo Qinghan is already possessed.

In addition to fear, it is more to look down on.

Someone catered one after another, "What brother Qian said is true, monsters and the like are nothing to worry about!"

"The devil is one foot tall, and the Tao is one foot tall! Brother Qian, I'll help you again!"

"Okay, let's do justice for the sky today, first kill you, the devil, and then catch Su Yin—"

Those people seemed to be regaining their health and fighting spirit, and their target had moved to Mo Qinghan.

An Ning counted, those flying in the sky and standing on the ground, and those hiding in the dark to carry out sneak attacks are simply too numerous to count.

"Master, there are so many people, Ayin, please come out and accompany you." An Ning blinked and said softly.

An Ninghu moved its paws, and pressed its hind paws on Mo Qinghan's chest, and was about to jump out...

The man's fingertips touched his eyebrows, and he smiled helplessly, "Ayin, don't move."

"Oh." Sometimes she can't help but listen to Mo Qinghan's words.

Mo Qinghan added, "It's very itchy."

An Ning: "...?" I always feel that something is wrong.

Then, she watched those people helplessly...

They were beaten down one by one.

The scene was spectacular, but unfortunately the speed was too fast for her to see clearly.

The fox eyes accidentally blinked again.

Then it was filled with blood, and there were always some people who had no bones.

An Ning was stunned, speechless.

Mo Qinghan seems to be stronger than before, but...

Why don't you feel relaxed?
An Ning raised her eyes from Mo Qinghan's arms, and secretly looked at him.

Unexpectedly, I saw the bloodthirsty light in his eyes, saw the ice flame between his brows seemed to come alive, and the blood flowed.

In the past, even if it was killing people, he was calm and calm, and there was never such a time.

Cold, noble, like an immortal.

Indifference, alienation, no joy or anger.

This is the highest state of ruthless Taoism.

Mo Qinghan has been doing very well.

He has always been measured.

An Ning suddenly remembered what the Golden Egg System had said: Mo Qinghan, on the seventh day of July, ascended.

(End of this chapter)