The Evil King's Favorite: The Princess Is Too Cruel

"Step aside!"

"No!"

Listening to the childish quarrel in her ears, Su Qingning finally couldn't bear it anymore. She pushed Mo Lintian away and walked out from behind him.

As soon as he saw Su Qingning, Ling Guang stopped arguing with Mo Lintian. He looked at Su Qingning eagerly and called out very obediently, "Little Master~"

It really looks like a dog waiting for its owner's praise, especially with its long silver hair. It is simply a Samoyed transformed into a human form. If it had a white, fluffy tail behind it, it would be even more like a human.

To be honest, Ling Guang's handsome face with such a cute expression was indeed very bewitching. Su Qingning couldn't help but be dazed for a moment, but it was only for a moment.

"Why do you call me little master?" Su Qingning asked, "Did you recognize the wrong person?"

Ling Guang was very happy that the young master finally spoke to him, but when he heard the young master say that he recognized the wrong person, Ling Guang became unhappy again. He shook his head vigorously and said with certainty: "Impossible, I can't be mistaken, you are the young master."

Su Qingning frowned. This was the second time. This was the second time that a person she had never met called another person. The first time was a coincidence, so could the second time still be a coincidence?

At this moment, Su Qingning began to doubt her identity. She had a hunch that she would soon meet the goddess again. Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, or maybe one day in the future. She had to go to the Heaven Beyond Heaven.

"My young master, you have no memory of your previous life, so it's normal that you don't remember me. But it doesn't matter, I will make you remember."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Guang suddenly appeared beside Su Qingning, grabbed her shoulders and teleported away.

When Mo Lintian reacted and reached out to grab Su Qingning, he only grabbed a piece of her sleeve.

With a "rip!" sound, the sleeve was torn off. Mo Lintian looked at the green brocade in his hand, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his eyes were also dyed with thick ink.

"Ling Guang! You're looking for death!"

Mo Lintian was furious. He raised his foot and was about to chase after him, but a figure blocked his way. It was Lin Ye, the third elder of the temple.

At the same time, Yun Jizhou, Su Huaijin and others who wanted to chase were stopped by other people in the temple.

"Go away!"

Mo Lintian slapped over with his palm. Lin Ye's face was solemn. He did not dodge but raised his hand to catch the palm.

"I will never let you get in the way of the Palace Master." Lin Ye said decisively: "If you want to get through, you have to step over my dead body."

Hearing this, the dark color in Mo Lintian's eyes became even darker. At this moment, he was like a sleeping demon who had awakened. His heart was full of tyranny, and he just wanted to eliminate everything that was hindering him.

"Want to die? I'll help you."

The cold voice struck the soul, causing Third Elder Lin Ye to shudder. Then, he heard Mo Lintian's voice, without a trace of warmth, slowly rise up, "Ya Zi, tear him to pieces."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark red light shot out from between Mo Lintian's eyebrows and rushed towards Lin Ye.

The next moment, a cold hand grabbed Lin Ye's neck, and a bloodthirsty and gloomy voice sounded in his ears, "Okay, Master, I will tear him to pieces."

Mo Lintian had a cold face. He didn't even look at Lin Ye, and teleported directly in the direction where Ling Guang left.

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On the other side, Ling Guang took Su Qingning to the secret room where he had recuperated before.

"My dear young master, I apologize for any offense. Please forgive me."

Ling Guang placed Su Qingning on the futon and then knelt in front of her, looking as if he was apologizing.

Su Qingning frowned and looked at Ling Guang who was kneeling upright on the ground. She could feel that he would not hurt her, but she didn't understand why he had brought her here.

"What do you want to do?" Su Qingning asked.

"I want to help the young master recover his memory." Ling Guang said and began to make seals with his hands.

Seeing his actions, Su Qingning suddenly felt a little uneasy. She wanted to stop him, but she could do nothing because she couldn't even move a finger.

Su Qingning was anxious. From the beginning to the end, she felt that Ling Guang had recognized the wrong person. She was not the little master he mentioned at all. Therefore, she was very resistant to what Ling Guang was going to do next and did not want to recover any memory.

"Stop it, stop right there. I'm not your little master. I'm just me, not anyone else!"

Su Qingning shouted loudly, with a hint of anger in her voice.

However, Ling Guang did not react at all, as if he did not hear what Su Qingning said, and his hands did not show any intention of stopping.

Seeing this, Su Qingning became more and more anxious, and she was so angry that she started to curse, "Fuck you, did you hear me? I told you to stop, you bastard!"

Hearing Su Qingning's rude curse, Ling Guang's hands paused for a moment. He looked at Su Qingning blankly with a dull expression and shocked eyes.

"Young Master, why are you..."

Ling Guang wanted to ask why Su Qingning had become so rude, but he really didn't dare to say it out loud. However, the disillusioned look on his face at this moment explained everything.

In Ling Guang's memory, his little master was the noblest princess of the gods. She was powerful and beautiful, aloof and extraordinary, aloof and holy. She was someone who could only be admired from afar and not be desecrated.

However, Ling Guang never expected that the reincarnated little master would be so angry and curse at people, which made her, who was standing in the clouds, inexplicably feel a little down to earth.

Ling Guang was shocked, but he accepted it silently. He thought, it doesn't matter, as long as the young master regains her memory, she will become the noble and holy princess of the gods.

So, after pausing his hand movements for a moment, Ling Guang continued the unfinished seals with his hands, and even faster.

Amidst Su Qingning's curses, Ling Guang completed the last seal. Immediately afterwards, a bead emitting golden light flew out from his heart, slowly flew to Su Qingning's left chest, and slowly merged into her body.

Su Qingning stared at the golden bead, her eyes full of resistance, but she could only watch. Just after the golden bead completely entered her body, Su Qingning felt a force rushing straight into her sea of ​​consciousness, and the powerful impact made her faint.

The moment her eyes closed, a golden light emanated from Su Qingning's heart, forming a circular defensive shield to protect her.

Ling Guang's face had visibly turned much paler, and his aura had weakened a lot, as if all his energy had been drained away.

However, Ling Guang didn't care about his physical condition at all. He stared at Su Qingning with shining eyes, and a happy arc appeared at the corner of his mouth. He thought he would be able to see his little master soon.