The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 1683 The Humble Furnace of the Noble Immortal Monarch (31)

A white corner of his clothes first appeared in front of him. That man was obviously wearing a plain robe of unrecognizable grade like other disciples of the Xuanqing Sect, but the same Taoist robe on him was inexplicably more unstained Dust, the coldness of being away from others.

The little fox narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Ling Ruoxu's handsome face.

Ling Ruoxu, who has become the Nascent Soul Immortal Venerable, is indeed quite different from the memory of the original owner.

If Ling Ruoxu when he was a mortal was already handsome enough to fascinate women from all over the world, then the current Ling Ruoxu is even more majestic in his handsomeness.

It only takes one glance to make the world understand that he is the bright moon high above the mountain, and all living beings are only worthy to be reduced to dust under his feet.

This distinct sense of distance is both daunting and fascinating.

After all, Mu Qiang is human nature, how many women can not like the powerful and lonely Yuanying Xianjun? !
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Everyone didn't expect that Immortal Ruoxu, who was surrounded by stars and holding the moon, would actually go to the Tianmingzong who was arranged in a corner!
For a moment, except for those who are not cultivated enough and can only stretch their necks to look this way, the little fox can also feel that the consciousness of countless people is fixed on her side, waiting to find out more gossip.

The disciples of the Huanxi Sect sitting next to him stood up even more excitedly. If it wasn't for the little fox not answering, they would all want to rush up.

This is Immortal Lord Ruoxu!

The female disciples of the Huanxi Sect who were present couldn't help putting on all kinds of beautiful postures, brushing their hair and twisting their handkerchiefs, for fear that Ling Ruoxu would not notice him when he turned his head to see their Huanxi Sect disciples.

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And the little fox and Su Xiaoyu are obviously strange creatures. Facing Ling Ruoxu's presence, Su Xiaoyu guards Su Qinghuan with some vigilance.

She had always wondered whether her master had had a quarrel with Xuan Qingzong, and now seeing Ling Ruoxu leading them to the center of the topic, Su Xiaoyu subconsciously sent a message to the little fox.

"Master, what's the matter with this Ruoxu Immortal Venerable? Our master and apprentice are talking about our own things in private, why did he make a cross?"

Seeing that Su Xiaoyu was not fooled by Ling Ruoxu's handsome appearance at all, the little fox felt very relieved, she just winked at Su Xiaoyu, signaling her not to transmit the voice.

With Ling Ruoxu's cultivation level, it is really not difficult to inquire about Su Xiaoyu's voice transmission.

But the little fox was also surprised by Ling Ruoxu's straightforwardness.

"Tong'er, why do you think Ling Ruoxu came over so eagerly? Could it be that he is so sure that his childhood sweetheart has been reincarnated as an ugly old woman?"

"...It's not because the host insists on using the name of the original owner's first life. If you change a common name, maybe he won't be so persistent."

"Hehe, my name is Su Qinghuan, how could I change my name for a scumbag?"

"Furthermore, Ling Ruoxu is not because he cares about the original owner, but because his inner demons are becoming more and more serious, and he can't suppress the fiery spiritual power in his limbs and bones, so he is eager to find the original owner's reincarnation."

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The little fox felt contemptuous in her heart, but she didn't mind lighting another evil fire in Ling Ruoxu's heart.

Su Qinghuan, who was dressed in a black Taoist robe, calmly stepped down from the imperial concubine's couch, leaning on a black gold crutch, and smiled frankly at Ling Ruoxu.

"The Immortal Venerable is just joking. There are countless things about idiots complaining about men and women in this world. The old man just made up a story to educate his beloved disciple. I didn't expect the Immortal Venerable to be interested in it?"

"Could it be that the Immortal Venerable usually looks like a breeze and a bright moon, but actually likes to listen to Fengyue's gossip behind his back?"

It would be fine if the little fox was more beautiful, but at the moment she is wearing the skin of a seventy-year-old woman, and her eyes are still staring at Ling Ruoxu. Many monks present subconsciously feel that this scene is a bit strange. nausea.

It was as if the picture was frozen between Ling Ruoxu and Su Qinghuan, and a natural barrier fell invisibly.

Ling Ruoxu is a noble and noble fairy, but Su Qinghuan's attire doesn't even match the word "black widow". Who makes her too old, it can only make people feel hot-eyed.

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Some young female cultivators who admired the Immortal Ruoxu saw the little fox making fun of Ling Ruoxu, and these nymphomaniacs immediately felt a little dissatisfied.

"Who is this old woman? Why have I never heard of such a person in the Righteous Dao Immortal Sect? She is still so unscrupulously staring at Immortal Ruoxu, she is really old and shameless!"

"That's right, who doesn't know that looking at the entire cultivation world, that is, Immortal Master Ruoxu is the most self-sufficient. How can a person like him who is as jaded as a jade mountain care about Fengyue and gossip?"

Everyone was dissatisfied at the moment, one was dissatisfied with the aggressiveness of the little fox, and the other was jealous of Ling Ruoxu's whereabouts, insisting on going in front of an old woman, it was really two people standing together, even the picture was a bit indescribably dazzling.

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The little fox smiled coldly, and suddenly Wujin raised his crutches, and the crutches came straight to the faces of those eight women.

"The little fairies are cautious, the old man just looks a little more attractive, how come you say that he is old and not ashamed? You can't tell, in terms of real age, you are hundreds of years older than the old man."

Those Jindan fairies never thought that the little fox had such a powerful cultivation. They were locked in by the little fox's aura, and they couldn't even break free.

All of a sudden, several young female cultivators turned pale with fright, fearing that their pretty faces would be ruined by Su Qinghuan, an ugly old witch, and some of them asked Ling Ruoxu for help with teary eyes.

"Ruoxu Immortal Venerable, save me!"

"Please ask Immortal Master Ruoxu to stand up for us! We are just trying to protect the face of the Immortal Monarch, who would have expected that this old hag would arrange us like this."

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Su Qinghuan was neither surprised nor afraid, she smiled slightly, a slight mockery appeared on her pale and thin face.

"I don't know if Xianjun wants to complain about them?"

When Ling Ruoxu saw the arrogant little fox, he was in a daze. The appearance was beautiful and ugly, but it didn't cause too many mood swings for him.

But seeing Su Qinghuan's wanton and reckless style, the white-clothed immortal was suddenly stunned.

A hundred years ago, his green plum was kind, weak, delicate and slender, just like a lily in a greenhouse.

But the current Su Qinghuan, regardless of appearance, this kind of attitude towards dealing with things is very different from his Qingmei a hundred years ago.

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they……

Will it really be a person?
Ling Ruoxu had slight doubts in his heart, but Ling Ruoxu was not a well-behaved moralist, he casually glanced at the weeping female cultivators, and in their eyes that yearned for solidarity, he was calm.

"They talk absurdly about Your Majesty, if Sect Master Su wants to give a small punishment and a big reprimand, that's fine."

When those women saw Ling Ruoxu being so unsympathetic, their faces turned pale!
(End of this chapter)