The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 610: Don’t Be Black (14)

Su Qinghuan originally wanted to push the boy away, and didn't want others to see her injured.

Who would have thought that today he would lose face in front of the disciple who hated him the most?

Su Qinghuan was angry in her heart, but there was a sharp pain like a needle prick in her limbs. She couldn't bear it for a while, and she leaned forward out of inertia, and fell straight into Yan Hanzhou's arms!
fuck.

Su Qinghuan cursed secretly in her heart.

Such a gesture made him feel as if he was going to throw himself into his arms, flopping and touching porcelain.

She is the majestic master of the peak, where is the dignity of the teacher? !
……

"Master, are you alright?"

Yan Hanzhou also did not expect that Su Qinghuan would lose his strength at all. In his eyes, Su Qinghuan has always been aloof, looking down on everything with those proud phoenix eyes.

However, at this moment, the Immortal Venerable in White seemed to have lost all his prestige, and fell into his embrace like a wounded cub.

Yan Hanzhou should have just pushed her away.

He didn't know why he was so obsessed, he subconsciously wrapped his arms around the waist of the female cultivator in white, and hugged her tightly.

This waist...is as slender as he imagined.

No, even, finer and softer.

——The nephrite jade that the world says is warm fragrance, but that's all.

For a moment, Yan Hanzhou even felt that the light fragrance of jade flowers around Su Qinghuan was not so disgusting to him anymore.

Aware of his dangerous thoughts, Yan Hanzhou's eyes were filled with turmoil. He never expected that he would have such close contact with the immortal master who has always regarded him as a shoe.

"Master? What's wrong with you? Do you need disciples to help you go back to the quiet room to recuperate?"

The young man opened his mouth in a low voice, but his hands were slightly tightened, and he felt the slender waist of the white-clothed fairy unobtrusively.

Yan Hanzhou almost had an illusion.

If I pinch it hard, will Master's thin waist break?

……

Facing the disciple's question, Su Qinghuan let out a muffled snort, with cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

"……Do not."

She might have to send Yan Hanzhou away, and she will continue to soak in this Lingquan for several hours.

Su Qinghuan raised her head, she knew that Yan Hanzhou was very tall and strong, but at this moment, she fell into the boy's arms, Su Qinghuan almost felt a shadow from around her head shrouded in front of her.

And she had caused Yan Hanzhou so many injuries, but the boy's chest was so tight when touched!
Su Qinghuan's cultivation is only high, but in fact, she is limited by her innate physiology. She is not a physical trainer, and she still has delicate skin and flesh. The moment she bumped into the young man for the first time, she let out a low cry of pain .

Hitting each other really hurts!

Didn't he have been whipped so many times, why is his whole body still as hard as iron? !

——Even her forehead was slightly red.

……

The broken physique of the original body is so easy to leave marks, if it is not removed with mana, some bruises will not dissipate for a few days.

It's no wonder that people in the world say that the glazed body is a good material that is naturally suitable for use as a furnace.

The original body does look cold on the outside, but in fact, it is an innate coquettish bone on the inside.

It is also fortunate that Jiuyou, the evil master of the demon world who took the original owner's body, didn't bother to double-cultivate with her, otherwise, the original owner would not have been sucked away to death, but should have committed suicide in shame and indignation.

……

"Han Zhou, let go of me first, I was just a little stagnant before being a teacher, eh!..."

According to Yuan's high-ranking temperament, she couldn't say how to ask Yan Hanzhou to help her stand still.

pain!
Why is it so painful!

In my mind, it was as if my nerves were being torn apart with a saw. For a while, it was like burning my body, and for a while, it was like falling into an ice cave.

……

Su Qinghuan suddenly regretted why she still gave so much spiritual energy to Yan Hanzhou so generously. At this moment, her eight meridians are full of disordered spiritual energy. If Yan Hanzhou probes her spiritual veins, she will soon feel it. Something is wrong with me.

Isn't this just a sheep entering the tiger's mouth? !
You know, Yan Hanzhou is also a Jindan cultivator now!

The damaged part of his spiritual root was repaired yesterday with great efforts, and a thousand-year-old jade-faced spiritual fruit was wasted. It turned out to be good now, and it was her turn to be unlucky!
System 233 heard Su Qinghuan's heartfelt voice, and immediately spoke coolly.

"Host, what you said is wrong, you are not a sheep at the mouth of a tiger at all."

"That is?"

"It's right to feed a tiger with your body."

"..."

It made sense, but she was speechless.

I, a fake immortal who is struggling to maintain the realm of the pseudo-Yuanying, actually wants to help this person who has been the first ascendant in the Canglan Continent for nearly a thousand years.

Isn't she courting death? !
……

Hearing Su Qinghuan say that his aura was sluggish, the boy's dark eyes suddenly flashed a flash of light.

He looked at Su Qinghuan's pale eyebrows without any trace, and wanted to grab Su Qinghuan's arm.

"Master, if you are feeling uncomfortable, why don't you let the disciple explore your spiritual veins?"

Facing that suppressed and probing gaze, how could Su Qinghuan not know the other party's malice.

If she let this bastard know that she has only been struggling until now to not fall to the golden core, she will be finished!

The other party's cultivation realm, but it will change by leaps and bounds!
Su Qinghuan's whole body stiffened immediately, her face was pale, and the sweat on her forehead was beaded finely, but she still used all her strength quickly, and suddenly broke free from Yan Hanzhou's arms.

"No need, it's not a big problem to be a teacher. The deity is just a little tired, so you should leave first."

……

When Su Qinghuan broke free, Yan Hanzhou noticed with sharp eyes that when the white-clothed fairy raised his hand, his cloud sleeves were rippling, and there was a little red mole under the white as snow right wrist.

To seduce people for no reason.

Looking at the red mole, the boy narrowed his eyes slightly.

——He had always thought that there were only two colors left in this woman, black and white.

Because of Su Qinghuan's sudden departure, the fragrance of jade flowers on the tip of his nose became weaker in an instant, and Yan Hanzhou inexplicably felt a little impetuous.

He stared at the slightly reddened eyes of the nun in white from the pain, and spoke with concern.

"Master?! Are you really okay? But your expression really makes the disciple worry."

"Do you even dare to question the words of being a teacher?"

"go out!"

The female cultivator in white scolded coldly.

It's just because she's exhausted at the moment, even her voice seems a little sluggish, far from the usual majesty.

The young man's eyes moved upwards, he refused to move, and his eyes fell firmly on Su Qinghuan's water-colored phoenix eyes.

He had never seen Su Qinghuan like this before, she was always arrogant and fierce, but at this moment, there seemed to be water in her eyes, as if she wanted to cry but didn't want to cry.

Of course Su Qinghuan would not shed tears in front of Yan Hanzhou no matter how painful she was, that would be too embarrassing to throw at grandma's house.

The young man stared at Su Qinghuan's reddened eyes, and he suddenly felt that the master at this moment was even more abusive.

Yan Hanzhou's heart was even darker, and he even had the urge to make Su Qinghuan cry!
(End of this chapter)