Fast Traveling Cannon Fodder: Blackened Male God's Favorite

Chapter 59

The light veil on Bai Ling's face rose and fell with the wind, only the startling side, the beauty of the world, people will never forget.

"What a stunning beauty." The woman in black sighed, swallowed, her eyes on Bai Ling became more and more explicit, almost lusting over him from the beginning to the end, and there was a broken moan between her lips and teeth.

pop-

An Ning took out the soft sword and slapped her face hard, one hit at a time, and soon a red mark appeared.

The woman in black was beaten in a daze, almost unable to fight back. It was not until An Ning stopped that she gritted her teeth and said, "You dare to hit me! Do you know who my aunt is?"

"No matter who you are, you must be clear," An Ning's red dress fluttered and landed in front of Bai Ling, with a cold expression under the white jade mask, "Some men are not something you can covet."

"Oh, no one dares to block my way yet!" The woman in black approached with a whip, and suddenly exclaimed, "It's you—"

"it's me."

The woman in black was out of breath, pointing at An Ning angrily, "You are the one who moved my Hai Mingzhu's slave!"

【Hai Mingzhu, the righteous daughter of the new sea general who came to Beijing! ] After getting the keyword, the Golden Egg system popped up suddenly, and after finishing speaking, he added a sentence [not a competitor. 】

An Ning said calmly: Oh, that's cannon fodder and can be tortured to death.

[…] The host seems to have become a little cruel.

"Slave...is no longer Miss Hai's slave..." Feng Qiwu walked over with difficulty while supporting the wall, his blood-stained lips parted slightly, his voice sounded softly, his blue eyes shone with mist , Just looking at An Ning like that, "Miss Hai promised me that as long as I dare to jump off, I will become a free man whether I live or die."

He eagerly explained something, exhausted all his strength, his face was terribly pale, but his eyes were surprisingly bright, so bright that An Ning couldn't bear to look directly at him.

"Heh, a slave is a slave, yet you dare to betray your master." Hai Mingzhu glared at Feng Qiwu, took out a piece of paper from her bosom, and showed it to everyone ostentatiously. She raised her lips and showed a triumphant smile, "As long as your As long as your slave status is still there, you will be my Hai Lanzhu's slave for a day, even if you die, you will only be my Hai Mingzhu's ghost!"

"Hiss..." the crowd burst out.

Hai Mingzhu's eyes widened, like a hungry wolf glowing green, she stretched out her hand towards the young man, as if calling for a pet, "Crawl over here obediently, aunt and grandma can let go of the past and forgive you this time."

Feng Qiwu bit her lip, a look of determination flashed in the depths of her blue eyes, "Slave, I would rather die than surrender."

"Ha..." The little beauty is so cute.

An Ning curled up the corners of her lips and stood up.

The soft sword flew over, bringing up a candle...

wow-

After the gust of wind passed and the flames appeared, Hai Mingzhu felt her fingertips were very hot and couldn't help shaking. When she came back to her senses, the piece of paper had already been turned into ashes.

But in the blink of an eye, An Ning had already picked up Feng Qiwu, put her fingertips on his lips, and gently wiped away the blood, "It's good to be alive, why should you die?"

The girl's eyebrows were curved and she smiled softly. Feng Qiwu looked at her seriously and secretly pinched the hem of her clothes in the dark. The moment he touched it, he was in a good mood and couldn't help but laugh too, as if he was pregnant. He murmured as if he was possessed by a poison, "Well, it's good to be alive."

Because of you, I discovered that living is good...

This situation made Hai Mingzhu completely forget about Bai Ling, and threw the whip at An Ning, "Presumptuous! Let him go! Let go of my slave!"

"Your memory is really bad, he is no longer your slave."

An Ning hugged the boy's hand tightly, and flew him around, playing with Hai Mingzhu for a while.

Hai Mingzhu was anxious and angry, frantically flailing her whip and running around.

"Heh, is it the Pearl of the Sea? The main hall is here."

Hearing the sound, Hai Mingzhu used [-]% of her strength to swing a whip at An Ning.

An Ning held the whisker, and held a beautiful sword flower in her right hand, and easily snatched Hai Mingzhu's whip.

Snapped--

Hai Mingzhu fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and there was still a vague tooth.

She also clenched her fists, raised her head, and said in a vicious voice, "You bully me too much! My adoptive father will not let you go!"

"Why don't you let it go?" An Ning stepped on her hand, forcing her to let go of her fist, and then said calmly, "The injuries on his body are all thanks to your hand, otherwise , I'll give it up."

"No--"

The soft sword pierced straight into Hai Mingzhu's palm. Behind the mask, An Ning's eyes were bloodthirsty, and her red lips curled up in a voluptuous arc, "You said you were the righteous daughter of a general, but did you know that the person you intended to be frivolous just now was the emperor?" Master's son, do you know that I am the fifth emperor's daughter?"

Hai Mingzhu cried in pain, and begged for mercy with a trembling voice, "I don't know, I don't know Mount Tai, I beg you, please let me go."

An Ning pursed her lips, "It's too late, I've never had a kind heart, let alone extra patience, let alone a person who has committed a crime against you, who has no faith in what I say."

The soft sword slashed down, and another arm of Hai Mingzhu was broken.

Poof——, blood flowed like a torrent, and Hai Mingzhu rolled on the ground in pain.

The audience was horrified, those who fled screamed and screamed, even Ruzhi froze in place, she had never seen such a fifth emperor daughter, she was like Shura in hell, the god of war who stepped on corpses.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The cough sounded, hitting people's hearts clearly.

The young man half propped himself on the table, coughing desperately, his white clothes fluttering, and his figure became thinner and thinner.

An Ning looked at it, feeling pity unexpectedly in her heart. She understood that it belonged to the original owner, so she frowned and said, "The smell of blood is too strong here, help the young master back to the carriage."

"Yes, Your Highness!" For the first time, Ruzhi respectfully obeyed and surrendered sincerely.

"I can walk by myself." Bai Ling said coolly, and walked out first, her back was lonely and proud.

The golden egg system anxiously said [Host, the favorability has dropped sharply, what should I do if it has become negative? 】

"..." I guess it's really difficult to deal with a target person with a bad temper!

An Ning: Calm down!Anyway, he doesn't have much affection for the original owner, so let's take the blame. Sooner or later, I will make him deeply in love.

[…] Such a domineering host, I really want to call her.

Feng Qiwu sat on the ground with one knee, carefully wiped An Ning's soft sword, and when she saw her looking over, she apologized, "It's dirty, it's all my slave's fault."

An Ning smiled, lifted him up by the waist, and pressed him to his chest.

Cool versus warm, stiff versus soft, light fragrance versus bloody, Feng Qiwu lowered his long eyelashes, pursed his lips, his face was flushed and attractive, making people want to take a bite.

An Ning leaned over and whispered in his ear, "You care so much about my sword, aren't you afraid?"

"Not afraid." The boy replied without thinking.

An Ning laughed, and continued to ask, "Then, just now, did you care more about my sword, or me more, huh?"

"I care..." The boy raised his eyes, his thick eyelashes fluttered, and his blue eyes were like stars blooming in the sky, sparkling unparalleled.

(End of this chapter)