The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 624 Don't be a sick girl (28) 2200+
Yan Hanzhou's handsome face seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds.

He took out the jade slip from the storage bag, and somehow the surging magic breath around him calmed down a bit, replaced by the spiritual energy of a righteous practitioner.

The young man held up the jade slip that rubbed the glazed sword art, and the stern and cold face with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, at this moment, the hostility was slightly weakened, and he unconsciously revealed a bewildered expression.

——This is still the master... the first time he bestowed exercises on him...

If it were the same as before, Yan Hanzhou would never believe it, and he would probably still laugh at it.

But that's how it happened.

Perhaps it was because the jade slip had been accompanying the white-clothed immortal, Yan Hanzhou was engrossed in watching it, and suddenly smelled the fragrance of jade flowers that belonged exclusively to Su Qinghuan.

——In fact, the smell is very weak. If he hadn't been used as a coolie all year round, and was responsible for picking the jade face flower dew from the cliffs and feeding it to Liuli Xianzun, I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to distinguish the scent. The breath of Jade Flower.

……

He should have hated the scent very much.

But inexplicably, the young man lowered his head obsessively like a ghost.

Holding the jade slip in his hands, Yan Hanzhou sniffed it lightly, and then sniffed it again...

Repeating such weird movements, Yan Hanzhou's spiritual sense could not help but penetrate into the jade slip.

Sure enough, because this jade slip has been impregnated with Su Qinghuan's sword intent all year round, Yan Hanzhou can feel the aura that belongs to Su Qinghuan alone in this jade slip, and there are even faint figures in white walking past, as if they are practicing sword skills.

Yan Hanzhou knew that this was the afterimage left by Su Qinghuan.

Even though the white-clothed figure left in the jade slips was extremely vague, and even his appearance could not be seen clearly, Yan Hanzhou recognized it at first sight, and that was his master.

The youth's consciousness followed the afterimages of the jade slips, and his eyes became more and more dazed.

"Master..."

His... Master.

……

After realizing what happened in his silent recitation, Yan Hanzhou was startled.

The jade slip in his hand was almost knocked off.

He held the jade slip tightly, almost as if he wanted to crush it with all his strength, and a strong sinister look appeared on the young man's face in an instant.

The devil's breath, which had finally been dormant, surged around the young man again.

……

The young man walked to the window, and saw a cold lonely moon hanging in the extremely dark sky. The lingering moonlight was very similar to the extraordinary figure of the fairy in white.

This is the first time that Yan Hanzhou has faced up to the... most shady dark thoughts in his heart.

His... Master?

When Yan Hanzhou just started at the age of seven, it was not that he had no respect for that fairy, but as time passed, this initial respect has long since turned into complete disgust.

It's just that I didn't expect that even the disgust would change in such a short period of time.

It has become so un-unbearable...

Even he himself didn't want to admit it.

……

The young man held the jade slip tightly with his hands, and finally just smiled ironically.

Then quickly suppressed those delusional thoughts that shouldn't be there, and started to meditate.

Compared with any feelings of right and wrong, of course strength is much more important!
It is very rare for Yan Hanzhou to see such a high-level sword art technique that imbues other people's sword intent. He is naturally gifted, and his basic skills are far more solid than others, so he quickly mastered this technique by heart. , practiced for his own use, and successfully entered the late stage of Jindan.

If Su Qinghuan hadn't been able to leave the customs because of healing, if she came to take a peek at Yan Hanzhou's cultivation speed in the past ten days, she would be shocked.

——How can anyone master a set of high-level swordsmanship in ten days, and even upgrade it across levels!

Yan Hanzhou's aptitude and luck should not be said to be an ordinary genius, but the son of this heavenly dao!

……

Day by day, the day when the Tianyuan Secret Realm will be opened is soon approaching.

When Yan Hanzhou was about to wake up in the middle of the night, he suddenly felt as if he was being haunted by something.

He was walking in a vast fog, and suddenly the clouds dispersed and the moon rose, and saw a woman in white holding a spiritual weapon, and called him mercilessly.

This is actually the picture of him being punished to kneel in front of the Shangqing Hall that day, and the master whipped him under the shoulder when he appeared!
Yan Hanzhou was stunned, his thin lips were pursed tightly, his expression was a little gloomy, but before he could react, it turned into a scene where he was with his master in the spiritual spring of her cave.

But the trend this time is completely different from the real world.

Because... He hugged the master who staggered into his arms, and probed the other party's spiritual veins, but found that the other party's spiritual veins were empty, without any spiritual energy.

And the master opened those watery eyes, raised his bare hands slightly, and wrapped his wrist with a small red mole around his shoulder.

She called his name painfully.

"Hanzhou...help me..."

The woman's voice is not as cold and arrogant as usual, but has an indescribable fragility and beauty.

——This kind of master is even more confusing than the one I saw that day...

Rather than being a high-ranking fairy, it is better to say that it is a demon who is ready to lead people into hell at any time.

No, I'm afraid that even Mo doesn't have such an astonishing beauty.

……

The young man pinched the slender waist of the immortal in white clothes, his eyes were heavy, looking at the unknown appearance of the other party, his throat felt dry.

"Master, how do you want me to save you?"

He wants to see her cry more than saving her...

I want to see that Yuanying Shangzun who is always in the clouds, aloof and absolutely dusty, falling into the dust just like him.

Even if he wanted to see those sharp phoenix eyes, they only looked at him, full of pleading water.

After a long time, the young man finally couldn't control the evil thoughts in his heart, and couldn't help but carry out those dark thoughts.

……

I saw the female cultivator in white was imprisoned in the arms of the young man, and was soon dragged into the Lingquan Pool by Yan Hanzhou...

The water in the Lingquan pool was mighty, and there was a burst of white mist, which reflected the vague figures of the two people very unrealistically.

I don't know how long it took... Under the Lingquan Pool, there was finally a low sob.

It's just that the crying is extremely depressing... tiny...

There was even a trace of the charm and charm that shouldn't belong to the Nascent Soul Master...

……

When I woke up the next day, it was already high in the sun.

Yan Hanzhou has been self-disciplined for many years, and he has never woken up late.

What's more, tonight is the opening time of the Tianyuan Secret Realm.

Yan Hanzhou had a headache for a while, and he pursed his thin lips tightly, not knowing what to think.

But he suddenly realized that there seemed to be an indescribable aura in this room, which was a little weird.

The young man lowered his head sullenly, lifted the quilt, and felt a burst of water.

He was actually drowned because of the Supreme Nascent Soul....

……

Yan Hanzhou's expression suddenly changed.

This is the first time in 17 years.

But it doesn't mean that Yan Hanzhou doesn't know what it means.

Because when Yan Hanzhou was being bullied by those disciples from the outer sect of Liuli Peak, he happened to read some secular books in a disciple's room.

At that time, Yan Hanzhou thought it was some kind of peerless skill that would be stuffed behind the wall with such a treasure.

For a disciple who could only practice basic formulas, Yan Hanzhou was still very eager to become stronger.

But after flipping through it casually, Yan Hanzhou suddenly understood.

……

Thinking of the past, Yan Hanzhou pursed his thin lips into a straight line, and his expression became even uglier.

He swept across the scorching sun outside, he hastily used the Cleansing Art to clean up all the traces in the room that should not be there, then changed into Taoist robes, and went straight to the gathering place of Qing Yunzong!

(End of this chapter)