The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 598: Don’t Be Black (2)

The noisy begging for mercy continued outside, and Su Qinghuan even vaguely heard the sound of the other party grabbing the ground with his head.

"Master, I beg your lord to have a lot, let Junior Brother Yan go!"

"Ling'er and senior brother kowtow to beg you here! Junior brother really did it unintentionally!"

The soft female voice burst into tears, and soon a anxious male voice echoed.

"Yes! Master! You open the door! Junior Brother Yan is still so young, if his spiritual root is damaged, he will not be able to cultivate immortals in the future! Is Master willing to let such a genius like Junior Brother die just like that? !"

Su Qinghuan had just traveled here, and she was already a little impetuous in her heart.

Before she got up, she heard a boy's voice hoarse like a broken gong after the man and woman moaned and pleaded.

"Eldest senior brother, second senior sister, don't go begging Master, I'm afraid she won't come out."

The young man's voice was extremely hollow, as if he had expected that Su Qinghuan, as a master, would be so ruthless. The wry smile in his words had long since lost half of his vigor and desire to survive.

As for the young men and women who were called senior elder brother and second senior sister, they were all surprised that Yan Hanzhou was so disheartened.

The girl in the pink shirt looked at the blood-stained appearance of the young man, and the tears that could not be stopped at first were shedding big ones at this moment.

"Little brother, no, the master won't be so heartless. The master loves me and senior brother so much on weekdays. If we ask the master again, the master will definitely give you medicine to heal your injuries."

The girl in the pink shirt wiped her tears and was about to continue kowtow.

And on Yan Hanzhou's bloodless handsome face, there is a cold and silent arc that sees through everything at this moment.

His voice was rough.

"Master just loves you and senior brother, she never wants to see me..."

Hearing Yan Hanzhou's words, Zhong Ling'er and Liu Haoran, who are senior brothers and sisters, felt a throbbing pain in their hearts.

However, what Yan Hanzhou said was the truth, and he was very powerless to refute it.

The young man in Taoist robe hesitated to speak.

"Junior Brother Hanzhou, you are the only Thunder Sky Spiritual Root on our Liuli Peak. The Master only has high hopes for you, so he treats you harshly. Junior Brother, there is no need for you..."

"Eldest brother, you don't need to say any more. It's all my fault for stealing the elixir. There's no need for you two to continue wasting time for me here. Get up."

The boy's ink-like eyes were so dim that no light could be mixed in.

In the eyes of others, Qing Yunzong's Liuli Shangzun is such a glorious figure.

She became famous at a young age, and she became a baby after breaking the alchemy. She is a rare and peerless female cultivator on the Canglan Continent.

Moreover, he also has a lot of love and affection for his apprentices. As senior brothers and sisters, Zhong Ling'er and Liu Haoran are the best examples. Liulixian treats them like brothers and sisters.

……

But all these cares and cares are insulated from Yan Hanzhou.

He was the last one accepted by Su Qinghuan as a closed disciple, and his aptitude was far higher than that of the previous senior brothers and sisters, but he was not welcomed.

Yan Hanzhou had already figured it out.

——In the eyes of this Liuli Immortal, he might not even be as worthless.

Perhaps when the master accepted him as a disciple, it was just because of his unique talent of the Heavenly Spiritual Root.

The ridiculous thing is that for so many years, even though his cultivation base is the best among his peers, he still has never received guidance from his master.

This time he directly lost in the competition of Qing Yunzong's sect and damaged his spiritual roots. I'm afraid he will soon become Liuli Peak's number one abandoned disciple!
Thinking of this, Yan Hanzhou's eyes grew darker like the night, and he clenched his hands under the big sleeves of his toga, not wanting others to see his fragility and despair.

……

Zhong Linger, a girl in a pink shirt, saw Yan Hanzhou's withered eyes, and felt a pang of distress.

Zhong Ling'er was originally the youngest female disciple of Liuli Peak. Since Yan Hanzhou came, she has been promoted to senior sister.

Moreover, Yan Hanzhou was the little junior she watched growing up, and since both of Yan Hanzhou's parents died and he was not favored by the master, Zhong Linger, a naive little girl, naturally felt a little pity for this poor and hard-working junior.

She and Liu Haoran looked at each other helplessly, and when they were about to continue to kowtow hard, suddenly, the door of the Shangqing Hall opened!
Zhong Linger and Liu Haoran were immediately overjoyed.

"The door is open! Master! Is Master coming out?!"

When Yan Hanzhou heard the sound of those two people weeping with joy, his eyes widened in disbelief. Master, you're out of the gate?

Master... will really...

The blood-soaked young man gritted his teeth tightly, thinking of that peerless and icy face, he didn't have any expectations in his heart.

……

But Zhong Ling'er and Liu Haoran didn't think so, they raised their heads eagerly, wishing they could express their eager desire to save people with their eyes.

Just at this moment, a lightly white figure approached in shock.

The woman was dressed in white, with black hair hanging down, only held gently by a silver moon hairpin.

In this natural black and white two colors, it is almost like a fairy coming to the world, so beautiful that it is completely different from the people in this world.

……

Although Su Qinghuan hasn't accepted the plot yet, from the weeping conversation of these few people outside the hall, he has already analyzed the general situation.

She glanced coldly at the three people in front of her. The woman in pink and the young man in a blue and white Taoist robe kneeling on both sides were obviously the senior brother and the second senior sister who had been begging for mercy before.

And right in the middle of this kneeling young man, Su Qinghuan only took one look, and then his eyelids twitched imperceptibly.

——This injury is too tragic!

I saw that the young man was wearing tattered single clothes, his body had already been ripped apart, and there were several extremely obvious bloodstains from being whipped.

Judging by the posture of the wound, it was completely ruthless.

The boy's slightly thin body was beaten to the brim with blood, and even under the robe where the boy was kneeling, a large puddle of blood was formed!
tsk...

——Needless to say, this is the junior brother Han Zhou who they said had injured his spirit root during the competition and stole the elixir.

Just this welt...

It doesn't look like it came out of a game.

Su Qinghuan weighed the white long whip in his hand, and already had a guess in his heart.

I'm afraid that the whip was added when the original owner was angry.

To be so cruel to a genius disciple, is the original owner really doing it for a small loss in the game?
……

Su Qinghuan already had calculations in her heart.

But when Yan Hanzhou was stared at by Su Qinghuan like this, his dark eyes became more gloomy and unpredictable.

Master rarely looked at him for such a long time, and even if he did, it was with strong disgust.

But today...

The boy hadn't thought it through yet, so he tentatively asked questions.

"Master, you..."

Hearing the young man's hoarse voice, Su Qinghuan didn't even think about it, and directly whipped the young man's big acupoint on the shoulder!

(End of this chapter)