The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 388 The Immortal Monarch Kills His Wife and Proves the Way (45)

Mingming's handsome and unparalleled face was very close at hand, but Su Qinghuan knew that he couldn't catch that phantom.

Su Qinghuan was confused for a moment.

"Have we met somewhere..."

She always felt that she and Shuang Han seemed to have known each other.

But what Su Qinghuan can be sure of is that she has never met a person with such a personality in these thousands of reincarnations.

Could it be... him?
Su Qinghuan's heartbeat accelerated for a moment.

System 233 always told her not to force anything, and not to be too persistent.

But when facing the shadow she had been looking for, Su Qinghuan felt restless.

"What are you doing looking at me like this, do you really want me to call you master every day?"

The pupils of the young Sword Spirit were so clear and meaningless that Su Qinghuan almost felt that he could find the stars and the sea in the eyes of the other party.

Su Qinghuan took a deep breath.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a title. If it's possible, I just want to end all this as soon as possible, and then create a real body for you."

Regardless of whether Frost Cold Sword Spirit is the one she is looking for, Frost Cold has always been kind to her.

There is no need to be blinded by a momentary love.

It is also inappropriate to treat others as a kind of compensation.

……

Frost Cold Sword Spirit seemed to understand Su Qinghuan's thoughts at that moment.

The young sword spirit was silent for a while, standing beside Su Qinghuan, he quietly stretched out his hand, trying to grab Su Qinghuan's sleeve.

There was a little light and shadow on his fingertips, and Su Qinghuan couldn't bear it.

"Why do you keep wasting your spiritual power, you can't touch mine."

"I do not believe."

There was stubbornness in Frost Cold Sword Spirit's eyes, he looked at Su Qinghuan fixedly, and suddenly said what was on his mind all along.

"If, I mean, if, if you hadn't met such a bastard as Jun Wuchen, would you have chosen another person as your Taoist partner to be with you for the rest of your life?"

He was just a phantom, not qualified to stand by her side all the time.

Shuang Han was not without reconciliation.

But it's also good to guard her quietly like this.

The avenue is supremely lonely, if there is no one to accompany you, even if you really become a fairy, so what?

Frost Cold Sword Spirit really doesn't understand why those human beings would rather abandon their most important relatives and lovers than climb to the top of the so-called Dao.

He didn't want Su Qinghuan to give up looking for the truly beautiful things in this world because of Jun Wuchen's affairs.

When Su Qinghuan heard Frost Cold Sword Spirit's words, he suddenly smiled dumbly.

"Why do you think so? Although I admit that I am very disappointed in Jun Wuchen, it's not like you don't know that I'm not the original owner, so I wouldn't die or live for that scumbag."

"..."

When Frost Cold Sword Spirit heard Su Qinghuan's words, a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart.

"Then... if someone is willing to stay with you all the time, will you be moved by him?"

"move?"

Su Qinghuan frowned, and said slowly.

"There may be touch in love, but there is no need to be together just because of touch."

There was strong confidence in the girl's brows and eyes.

"I believe that there will always be someone in this world who will wait for me in this world. He is my destiny, and so am I."

"..."

When Frost Cold Sword Spirit heard Su Qinghuan's determined tone, he hesitated for a moment.

"Have you ever liked someone? Have you ever been hurt?"

"...I have never been hurt by anyone I like."

Su Qinghuan smiled lightly.

"The ones I really like are those who are worthy of my liking, and he will never hurt me."

The man who would be willing to spend the rest of his life with her would rather hurt himself than fight her.

……

When Frost Cold Sword Spirit heard this, a strange gleam flashed across his radiant eyes, and then, the young man stared at Su Qinghuan's eyelashes very sincerely.

"Su Qinghuan, can I be the one who is destined to be with you?"

"...Aren't you already one?"

Su Qinghuan tilted her head and stretched out her hand tentatively towards Frost Cold Sword Spirit.

The hands of the two met in mid-air.

Obviously didn't really touch it.

But the palms overlap.

There is a faint aura flowing out of it.

Su Qinghuan saw the sincere eyebrows of the young sword spirit, and it was at this moment that she was so convinced that the person she had been looking for was him.

It's an intuition.

"it is good."

The young Sword Spirit's throat rolled for a moment.

He suddenly longed to be able to really hit the palm of the person in front of him.

He wants to be stronger.

Frost Cold Sword Spirit's ears were slightly red, and his hands were clenched into fists.

"For you, I will continue to work hard and strive to transform into a human form as soon as possible."

"Hey you……"

Before Su Qinghuan understood what Shuanghan was going to do, she saw the boy's shadow disappear from the world.

Only the silver long sword in her hand was quietly displayed in her palm.

"...If you work hard to transform into a human form, there is no need to ignore me all of a sudden."

Su Qinghuan muttered.

And system 233 suddenly sounded in Su Qinghuan's brain.

"Host, do you really think this sword spirit, who is prettier than a girl and has a vicious tongue from time to time, is the one you are looking for?"

System 233 teases.

"Your partner has changed too much before and after, right? You are not afraid that you will find the wrong one."

"It's him, not anyone else."

Su Qinghuan has boundless self-confidence in her heart.

In fact, perhaps as early as in the chaotic secret realm of the South China Sea, when Frost and Cold Sword Spirit was willing to give up the opportunity to transform and save her with all his spiritual energy, Su Qinghuan had already had a vague premonition.

People who love you will never want to see you hurt.

Perhaps this is her luck.

……

Su Qing had the answer in her heart.

She took a deep breath, held on to the Frost Cold Sword, and gently stroked the jade-colored sword tassel on the hilt.

"Shuang Han, I believe you can succeed, even if it takes a thousand years, Wan An."

After saying this, Su Qinghuan walked with his sword and hurried towards Wan Jianzong.

She had a premonition somewhere.

Perhaps practicing in Wanjianzong is the most beneficial for her and Shuanghan.

And not just because the original owner's parents were there.

……

To Su Qinghuan's surprise, at the foot of Wan Jianzong's mountain, she ran into Luo Xun'er who was running away all the way.

It's just that Luo Xun'er didn't dress up as a witch.

Instead, she dressed exactly like her.

Their two faces were seven to eight points alike, and under such deliberate closeness, the similarity between the two was almost ninety-nine percent.

"Father, mother, help me!"

Luo Xun'er, who pretended to be Su Qinghuan, snotted and burst into tears, and ran directly towards Wan Jianzong's mountain guard formation.

And Zhenjun Xinghe and Fairy Fuqu are also there at the moment.

"..."

Su Qinghuan put away her long sword, and suddenly appeared beside Luo Xun'er.

She raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"Why, Luo Xun'er, are you giving up on being a demon cultivator, and you're going to turn your back on the dark side and pretend to be someone else's daughter by the way?"

Luo Xun'er shuddered.

There was a trace of resentment in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)