Fast Traveling Cannon Fodder: Blackened Male God's Favorite

Chapter 239: A Fox as a Fairy: Master, Tribulation 18
The head, Qing Lan, asked in a deep voice, "So, little junior sister, what's your decision?"

An Ning raised her eyes, staring at Mo Qinghan with watery eyes.

The little mouth opened slightly, and asked softly, "Master, will I disturb you?"

Mo Qinghan said softly: "No."

"Then I won't go." An Ning lay on Mo Qinghan's shoulder, looking at the leader Qing Lan with bony eyes, "I will accompany the master."

Being looked at like that, Qing Lan was slightly taken aback.

The look in his eyes, still wanting to speak, looked pitiful, as if he was full of expectations for Xuesi Pavilion, but he was too sensible and could only speak insincerely, which made him feel guilty for no reason.

"En." Mo Qinghan lifted her lips, and disappeared in front of the door with An Ning in her arms.

"Uncle, Junior Sister is too dependent on you, this is not a good thing. The current plan is to send her to Xuesi Pavilion. What's more," Qing Lan, the head of the sect, asked seriously , "Master, don't you think you are selfish this time?"

"You have been lonely for more than 20 years, and you finally have an apprentice, so you want to dominate her, but have you ever thought that in the near future, one day you will ascend to the ascension. At that time, how do you want the younger sister to be self-sufficient?" Like you, with no relatives or friends, living alone in a secret place?"

"Ayin," Mo Qinghan's eyes were clear and unwavering, "Naturally, he will ascend with me."

"Yes, Junior Sister is very talented, but she is different from you. You are No. 1 in the world of cultivating immortals. In the world, there is only one Mo Qinghan in the Immortal Sect!"

"I'll wait for her." The voice was cold and determined.

"Uncle Master, you're so dazed—" Qing Lan wanted to say something more, but Mo Qinghan had already blocked his voice.

inside the room.

Mo Qinghan put An Ning down, squatted down, and gently squeezed An Ning's little hand, "Ayin, tell me, do you really want to go to school?"

An Ning shook her head decisively.

"Ayin, I want to hear the truth," Mo Qinghan said with a serious tone.
An Ning lowered her head and whispered, "Master, I want to go to school." Always staying with the boss, the Golden Egg system can't get out, she doesn't know how long she has left to grow up, and what's more, if she doesn't go , the boss will definitely always suspect that she has bad intentions towards the boss, and she needs to use this to dispel his doubts.

Mo Qinghan froze for a moment, then asked again, "Then why did you lie at that time?"

"Because Master will be unhappy, Ayin doesn't want Master to be unhappy." An Ning rushed over and hugged Mo Qinghan's neck, "Master..."

Mo Qinghan froze, letting her little disciple hold her.

Is he selfish?
But in his more than 20 years of life, he never wanted to be close to anyone else.

Only Ah Yin was the one he wanted to hold on to firmly.

Is this also wrong?

Mo Qinghan frowned, and finally raised her hand to take An Ning into her arms.

*
The next day, Mo Qinghan, the uncle of the fairy master, went to Xuesi Pavilion with a child in his arms, and everyone was stunned.

When the children were in class, the master and uncle still listened in, which frightened everyone.

Everyone silently admired their uncle's immortal spirit and were not even in the mood to attend class.

In a short while, the news spread throughout the Immortal Spirit Sect, and then to the entire Immortal Cultivation World.

An Ning came to class for no other reason than self-cultivation and self-improvement.

The original owner has no ideas and no reputation at all. She is simply too unreliable. She still has to do it.

Unfortunately, An Ning is not a patient person either, except for those who are interested, she can't concentrate on others.

If Mo Qinghan didn't leave, the Golden Egg System wouldn't come out to explain, and she felt very resentful in her heart.

Then, it was the elder Qingyun who talked badly, and Mo Qinghan left.

A few days later, Mo Qinghan was still like this.

The students were in ups and downs, Elder Qingyun wanted to die, and An Ning wanted to cry but had no tears.

Finally, Mo Qinghan walked out of the school, and the door slammed shut behind him.

Mo Qinghan remembered that she hadn't said anything, and when she was about to go in again, she was stopped.

"Uncle, I heard from Junior Sister Qingyun that you have been sending me here in person these days." Headmaster Qinglan said with a smile, "Actually, it doesn't have to be so troublesome. From Tianling Peak to Xuesi Pavilion, Uncle The teleportation array is fine."

Mo Qinghan: "I'm not used to it."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, children, naturally they don't want to, after a long time, the younger sister will get used to it."

Mo Qinghan frowned and said, "I'm not used to it."

Head Qing Lan: "..." He was convinced!

"I said uncle, this habit has to be changed, it should not be changed sooner, in case little junior sister treats you when she grows up..." The leader Qing Lan said mysteriously, "Wouldn't it be counterproductive if you are like this now? At that time, The rules of the Immortal Sect are still in place, and if there are many people talking about it, it may be detrimental to the little junior sister."

In view of the fact that the head teacher Qing Lan talked too many times, and Mo Qinghan was too boring when Ayin was in class, she went through the script book and finally realized that the master and the apprentice can't surpass.

He went to look through his dusty book of fairy spirit sect rules again, and finally had a little enlightenment.

Others think that A Yin is still young, but only he knows that A Yin is already a teenage girl.

In this way, there seems to be something wrong.

Mo Qinghan pondered for a while, and then asked, "Is it good after a long time?"

"That's right."

"Yeah." Mo Qinghan said calmly, "Then I won't give it away until I get used to it."

Head Qing Lan: "..." Got the point wrong, okay? !
*
Under the continuous bombardment of his nephews, Mo Qinghan finally resisted the urge to send his little apprentice off, and read the script alone, not to mention how boring life was, and how depressed he was.

"Master—"

boom!
The door was knocked open, and a graceful voice came in crookedly, almost falling down.

Mo Qinghan appeared in a flash and hugged her by the waist.

The girl's seaweed-like long hair hung down and slid over his arm.

The girl was dressed in white like snow, which made her face look even more charming.

She came closer, her small face was pink and tender, like a fairy, and she was stunning.

"Master, Father..." The red lips curled up slightly, and those brown eyes seemed to be filled with stars, "Oh, I found you."

Smile like a poppy, charming people's hearts.

At that moment, Mo Qinghan lost his mind for a moment, even his voice was slightly hoarse, "Ayin, what did you drink?"

An Ning murmured: "I don't know either. My nephews said it would help my practice. While they were not paying attention, I stole a bottle and drank more than half of it, haha."

"The food from Xianlingzong is really good. It's warm. I've never been so warm before."

An Ning narrowed her eyes, her eyes were a little blurred, "Master, would you like some drink?"

"Ayin, what you drink is wine." Mo Qinghan frowned slightly, "I never drink for my teacher."

"Hmm..." The girl seemed displeased, blinked her eyes, and there was a bright red at the end of her eyes, like a red ice flower in a secret realm.

The perfect combination of coquettish and pure, beautiful but not coquettish, gorgeous but not vulgar.

Her red lips closed together and she said seductively, "Master, please take a bite too."

"I feel good and want to share it with Master."

As soon as the words fell, An Ning took a sip of wine and printed it on Mo Qinghan's lips.

The tip of the tongue was lightly picked, and all the wine was poured into Mo Qinghan's throat.

(End of this chapter)