Fast Traveling Cannon Fodder: Blackened Male God's Favorite

Chapter 157: The Palace Master's Unbridled Flirting (24)

The boy's eyes have already changed color, the extremely beautiful ice blue is the product of this icy mirror.

"This is your territory, Xiaoqianlin..." An Ning's fingertips brushed against his eyes, his lips parted, and he exhaled softly, "But I'm very cold, very cold, very cold..."

The dying young man closed his eyes tiredly, and parted his thin lips lightly, "Holy, female..."

He raised his arms to wrap An Ning in his arms, and the wounds on his body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Beside him, an ice sword gradually appeared, almost transparent, with cold light flickering.

The Golden Egg System once said that Qian Lin is both a human being and a sword.

The real Bing Lin Sword is his beating heart.

As long as a person lives, the sword can also live.

"Heh... Human and sword are one, is that why the old man raised you?" An Ning chuckled, her dark eyes stained with a layer of frost, "It's a pity, I hate this kind of scum that refines people into tools."

It's really unpleasant.

Tens of thousands of years of cannon fodder, and now being forced to complete the task, begging for perfection...

An Ning smiled lightly, stood up slowly, and put on her clothes casually.

Bingjian circled around her.

An Ning caressed the blade of the sword with her slender fingers, and said with a smile, "I will avenge you, just wait."

As if Bingjian understood, he rubbed her palm.

His fingertips brushed against the blade, but there was no bleeding.

The spiritual ice sword will not hurt her.

The tails of An Ning's eyes curled slightly, and he licked his lips curiously, "What if my blood drips into it?"

Bingjian shook slightly to express his ignorance.

"Aunt—"

Bai Mufeng's voice came faintly, over and over again.

"Okay, I'll drop it next time, take good care of your master, good boy~" An Ning narrowed her eyes and smiled, put on her belt, and walked out following the sound.

The ice sword stood erect in the snow, and the long eyelashes of the young man on the ground trembled slightly, and his fingertips moved slightly.

*
Bing Lin went abroad, and Bai Mufeng was waiting there.

Dressed in clean white clothes, he looked anxious, but his eyes were cold.

An Ning strode over and threw herself into his arms, bursting into tears instantly, "The person I love, he is dead, the one who saved me..."

"Auntie." Bai Mufeng tightened his arms around her shoulders, lowered his eyes, and interrupted in a cold voice, "What's your relationship with him?"

"I saved him, just like I saved you."

Bai Mufeng clenched his fist secretly, his veins bulging.

"But this time, I can't save him. He gave me his life back." An Ning closed her eyes in his arms, and said quietly, "The person I like, I feel so sad..."

Bai Mufeng stared at the girl in his arms, his eyes filled with anger.

He has seen the scene of two people embracing each other in the icy state.

"Feng'er, did you see that? That demon girl lied to you."

"Of course, the wedding will be held as usual. Dad didn't intend to make you feel wronged. There is really nothing you can do about it. The Binglin Sword is disobedient, so you have to catch it and recast it. And your missing fiancée, Dad can't think of a better way to let you go. She appeared on her own initiative. The secret of the Shui family is hidden in her body, and we must firmly control it."

"Why did dad tell me today?"

"Father doesn't want you to act emotionally and make wrong choices."

Wrong choice?

Bai Mufeng stroked An Ning's hair, his dark eyes were stained with cold moonlight, "Auntie, tell me, what is right and what is wrong?"

"Shouldn't I go back and find you..."

His fingers slid to the girl's back, and he hugged her horizontally. When he looked down at her, his brows and eyes regained their warmth.

"Should I abandon you then, or trap you by my side?"

He spoke softly, his voice dissipated into the wind, and there was no response.

*
An Ning opened her eyes, and suddenly found that Bai Mufeng was still guarding the bed, which frightened her into a daze, and she managed to recover.

She lowered her eyes, bit her lower lip, and apologized in a low voice, "Sweetie, I didn't mean to be unconscious, I'm just too tired."

"It's okay, you rest more, our wedding will be in two days." Bai Mufeng had a gentle smile on his lips, and his eyes were as warm as the sun.

An Ning lowered her head and twisted her sleeves, "Sweetie, there is something I should tell you."

Bai Mufeng held her trembling hand and said with a smile, "Okay, tell me."

"You once said that you can't let people get too close to me. I, I seem to have made a mistake, but it's too cold, too cold... Only one place is warm." An Ning raised her eyes, watched him carefully and continued, " I seem to dream that I hug..."

Bai Mufeng growled and interrupted, "Stop talking!"

An Ning shrank her neck and said in distress, "Am I really..."

"I need time." Bai Mufeng stood up abruptly, with his back facing An Ning, his fingers pinching his knuckles.

An Ning looked at his back and opened her lips indifferently, "Then call off the marriage."

"No, the wedding must be on schedule." Bai Mufeng roared.

The room was suddenly very quiet, allowing him to hear the girl sobbing clearly.

Forbearance, very light, it falls on the ear, hits the heart, it seems to hurt.

What he heard the most was her laughter, and now that he was like this, he suddenly panicked.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Bai Mufeng quickly wiped away her tears.

"You were just scary."

"I'm sorry, concubine." Bai Mufeng said softly, almost pleading, "I'm just, just... too jealous. Concubine, don't be afraid of me."

"Don't be afraid of me..." he said softly, lifted the girl's chin, lowered his head and kissed her.

The girl was suppressed by him, struggling hard, and he ignored her begging for mercy as if possessed by a demon.

"Pain, my crush...pain..."

He gave birth to desire and jealousy, wishing to tear the clothes off her body, even wishing to tear her——

Did he really do that?

Bai Mufeng came back to his senses with a splitting headache.

The bed was messy, and there was still a delicate fragrance in the air.

He looked over cautiously.

The girl was sitting on the other side of the bed, holding her knees with her hands, biting her pale lips, trembling all over.

Under the broken white clothes, there were hickey marks and bite marks that couldn't be hidden, a shocking blue-purple color.

How did he become such a beast? !

Bai Mufeng looked away distressedly, and as far as he looked, there was a bright red on the bed sheet, which was especially eye-catching.

He almost crawled over, "I'm sorry, I don't know... I thought you already..." He thought she was not perfect.

An Ning glanced at him, like ice crystals in his eyes, and said indifferently, "I don't want to see you, don't you want to be in front of me, okay?"

"Auntie, Auntie... I'm sorry."

"Go away, don't, touch me!" An Ning said in a deep voice, and stopped the hand he extended.

Bai Mufeng's hand trembled, and he slowly withdrew it.

I went crazy again and hurt Auntie.Is this the price of prohibition?

He stared at his hands in a daze, and after a long time took a deep look at An Ning, his eyes gradually filled with deep pain.

When father killed mother...would I also...kill you? "

(End of this chapter)