The female master reported to the palace master, the master is favored by the road

Chapter 142: Immortal Cultivator, Warrior

A long paragraph of information about cultivating immortals flashed through his mind. Zi'an frowned uncomfortably, enduring the pain without making a sound.

Linglong saw it, and her mental power slowly entered Zi'an's sea of ​​consciousness, relieving his discomfort.

For cultivators, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth are all spiritual roots. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth cultivates and makes it complete.

The ordinary body must be tempered by a warrior.

……

After absorbing the inheritance, Zi'an looked a little pale.

Linglong took out a handkerchief with concern and helped the boy wipe the sweat off his forehead.

If time was not tight, she really didn't want the boy to suffer all this.

Zi'an smiled brightly, put his arms around the woman, and leaned in to peck her thin lips.

"Sister, thank you."

Linglong lazily leaned back in the chair and raised her eyebrows, "What do you mean?"

He hooked a strand of the woman's hair with his fingertips and explained softly, "Thank you, my sister, for not making me a dodder flower."

Linglong raised her hand and gently pinched the boy's fragile neck, her voice clear and clear: "Maybe it's because I don't like parasitic plants."

Thinking of something, his eyes darkened, "But if An An can rely on me, I will be happy."

Hearing this, Zi'an's eyebrows curved, he swung his feet in the air, kissed the woman's face heavily, and smiled sweetly: "Sister, I really love you to death."

Delicate and pleasant curved lips.

"Oh, sister, I just felt that Mu Shuang and Chen Bei had internal energy flowing through them, which was not like internal energy. Is that spiritual energy?"

No wonder Linglong said before that Mu Nian’s loss of internal strength was her opportunity. So that’s how it is.

Linglong looked at the two bracelets on the boy's fair wrists and replied, "Well, your spiritual power level is higher than theirs, so you can sense it."

Cultivation levels: Tempering the body → Refining Qi → Golden Elixir → Nascent Soul → Transformation of the Spirit → Refining the Void → Combination → Becoming a God

Warrior Rank: Marrow Cleansing → Martial Apprentice → Low-level Warrior → Mid-level Warrior → High-level Warrior → Martial Master → Martial Emperor → Martial King

……

After thinking over the inheritance given by Linglong, he was a little confused: "Sister, did I not only cleanse my marrow, but also temper my body?"

"Ah."

Hearing the answer he wanted, Zi'an tapped his chin with his fingertips. His eyes fell on the stack of rice paper he had placed on the table. So this is what lucky people are like.

Seeing that the bells on the bracelets did not ring after the boy made several movements, Linglong, who thought they were broken, responded by fiddling with the small red bells with her fingertips.

jingle……

Zi'an, who was thinking about something, was brought back to his senses by the voice. He lowered his eyes and saw Linglong retracting her hand guiltily.

Seeing Linglong's intention, Zi'an's gentle eyes were full of doting.

I didn't expect that my cold and aloof sister has such a lovely side.

The son of an aristocratic family began to learn manners from a young age. Although he was casual, every step he took was carefully practiced. The dignified and elegant manners were the etiquette he had learned since childhood, which had been engraved in his bones and could not be erased.

He hooked his fingertips around the woman's knuckles, rubbed her white jade ring with his fingertips, and asked, "Sister, why did the little fox become a big fox?"

Linglong used her free hand to hand another stack of papers on the table to Zi'an.

"Look at this first."

Zi'an took it with both hands. Linglong took back her hand and said slowly, "It's all thanks to their father's demon pill."

Zi'an, who was pleasantly surprised by the introduction of the formation, suppressed all expression on his face upon hearing this and looked at the person approaching him seriously.

"Sister, what is that you gave me?" Seeing the woman trying to turn her head, Zi'an grabbed her chin forcefully and said seriously, "Sister, you know what I'm talking about. Don't try to lie to me."

He was fooled by his beloved sister last night, but he can’t do that again today.

Linglong's eyebrows unexpectedly showed more interest in Zi'an's attitude.

However, it is impossible to tell him about the knot, so he just needs to do what he wants to do.

Looking at the young man with strong aura, Linglong let out a light click of the tongue, and the invisible pressure weakened a little to accommodate the changes in the young man.

Explain earnestly: "When I want to be intimate, there is no restraint with An An."

hiss……

Zi'an sucked in a breath of cold air. How could Linglong manage to say such frivolous words so calmly with such a dignified and cold face?

Thinking of what happened last night and this morning, Zi'an quickly retracted his fingertips as if they were burned, and his eyes wandered around.

Linglong's face, once filled with lust, is simply deadly.

The smile on Linglong's lips widened as she saw Zi'an suddenly return to his weak and easily bullied kitten look.

He tucked the hair behind the boy's ears and asked, "Now it's my turn. Tell me, my dear An, how did you get yourself to take Chinese medicine?"

Zi'an, who was planning to avoid confronting Linglong under the pretext of reading a book, froze when he heard this.

I felt like it was over.

With his head lowered, the knuckles holding the paper turned white, revealing a part of his fragile neck.

This kind of boy makes people feel angry for no reason.

Linglong was hiding in the hem of her sleeves, her fingertips groping each other, her face expressionless.

After not getting what he wanted for a long time, Zi'an took a breath and said loudly with a desperate attitude: "I wanted my sister to love me, so I took the medicine on purpose."

He really didn't expect that the medicine Hong Yu got from Chunye Tower would be so strong.

At the door of the study, Ming Si, who was about to knock, just raised his hand, frowned, and stood at the door awkwardly.

Is he knocking? Or is he knocking?

Linglong ignored the people outside, put her arm on the armrest, supported her chin, looked at the boy's cute appearance, bent her lower lip, and her voice was still serious and cold: "Oh?! Do you know you are wrong?"

Hearing Linglong's tone was still unhappy, Zian straightened up and nodded obediently: "Got it."

Seeing Zi'an's aggrieved and obedient look, Linglong felt a lump in her throat. She sighed silently and reached out to rub the boy's head.

"From now on, you must never take your body lightly."

Zi'an, who was waiting for the "judgment", breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Linglong return to her gentle tone.

Having been favored, he was really afraid of falling out of favor.

He opened his eyes, looked at the popular Linglong, and leaned his head on her shoulder.

"Sister, An An really loves you!"

Linglong sat up straight, patted the boy on the back, and said softly, "Be good, my husband, my love."

Hearing this, Zi'an felt warm inside, sniffed a little, tilted his head, and kissed her delicate neck.

Linglong paused and felt something strange in her body again, which made her frown unhappily.

What's wrong with my body? Why does it become so bitter after I started eating meat?

The soul-calming bead on the wrist flashed, and Linglong's annoyance, which had not yet emerged, was put out by a basin of water.

He took the stack of papers from the boy's hand and put them on the table, then said softly, "An An, enjoy your meal."

As the voice fell, there was a knock on the door.

dong dong...

Along with the knock on the door, Ming Si's cute voice, which looked just like him, rang out.

"Master, my lord, the meal is ready."

"Yeah." Linglong responded calmly and helped the boy put on his clothes: "Let's eat."

Zi'an got off Linglong's legs and pulled Linglong up.

"Where did you find such a cute boy, sister?"

You know, when he woke up, he was scared to death by this man and five foxes.

Linglong took advantage of the situation and explained softly, "Chen Bei found him. He will serve you personally from now on, and there will be people protecting you in the dark. Remember, don't let yourself get hurt again."

Zi'an nodded obediently, "Sister, Zi'an saved it."

In fact, after what happened yesterday, seeing Linglong being as fragile as a puff of white smoke, he didn't dare to do it anymore.

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