The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 630: Don’t Be Black (34)

Didn't Yan Hanzhou always hate having close contact with her?
The previous few times, Yan Hanzhou's body was as stiff as something.

Is it raining red now?

Or is the sun coming out in the west?

Su Qinghuan was confused, when she saw the handsome young man tugging at her sleeve with dim eyes.

"Master, can my disciple ride the sword with you?"

For some reason, Su Qinghuan could hear some pleading in the young man's low voice.

Did you hear me wrong?
Just when Su Qinghuan was terrified, Yan Hanzhou quickly added something as if he was afraid that she would refuse.

"Master, didn't you say that the Tianyuan Secret Realm will be opened in advance, and I'm afraid there will be more strange changes in the magic circle? The so-called abnormality is a demon, and the disciple is afraid that he will not be with the master when he is teleported. Complete."

……

Yan Hanzhou's voice was extremely sincere, if Su Qinghuan hadn't known that this guy was a black heart lotus, he would have been moved by the envious eyes of the young man at the moment.

"This……"

There was some hesitation on Su Qinghuan's face.

Unexpectedly, Yan Hanzhou stopped lobbying and just looked at her eagerly.

Although Yan Hanzhou's character is a little too doggy, but that handsome face is really not covered, even if the other party doesn't say anything, Su Qinghuan still can't help but feel a little sinful. feel.

Color control is really a terrible attribute!
Su Qinghuan was depressed.

The white-clothed fairy sighed lightly.

"Forget it, you come up with the deity."

As she spoke, Su Qinghuan waved her hand, and in the blink of an eye, her divine whip transformed into a spirit sword.

The natal spirit weapon of the original body has very special attributes, it can be in the form of a long whip or a spirit sword.

It's just that the original body usually uses the long whip more.

Hmm, maybe because it's harder to hit someone?
Looking at the thin figure of the young man, Su Qinghuan couldn't help thinking of the many scars under Yan Hanzhou's Taoist robe, and she immediately began to feel guilty.

……

But Yan Hanzhou didn't notice it, and soon stood behind Su Qinghuan's spirit sword.

"Stand up."

Su Qinghuan cast a faint look at Yan Hanzhou, and soon began to take off with the sword.

The spirit sword suddenly released a halo like the tail of a meteor, and went straight to the entrance of Tianyuan's secret realm.

……

The entrance to the secret realm hangs in the sky, and it seems to be only ten meters away with the naked eye, but Su Qinghuan knows that it is actually far more than this distance when flying up, this is one of the most wonderful places in the Tianyuan secret realm.

Along the way, a gust of wind blew up, blowing Su Qinghuan's sleeves.

In fact, she is a little bit afraid of heights. Although a nine-tailed fox who has practiced for thousands of years is afraid of heights sounds a bit funny, but it is the truth.

When the little fox was practicing in Qingqiu, he was laughed at by various relatives.

Later, this problem was finally overcome, and Su Qinghuan still had some sequelae in his bones, but he didn't usually show it.

……

Seeing the clouds floating, Su Qinghuan had no intention of admiring them. Just when she was watching the clouds, and trying not to look at the ground that was getting farther and farther away, she suddenly felt that the boy who was standing at arm's length behind her suddenly He stepped forward on the ground and wrapped his arms around her waist!
???

What the hell? !
Su Qinghuan almost staggered in fright. If she hadn't tried her best to stabilize her figure, she and Yan Hanzhou might have fallen off the spirit sword!
"Hanzhou, what are you doing!"

Su Qinghuan scolded with a cold face.

"Don't let go!"

"Master... this disciple is a little scared."

A low, juvenile voice came from behind.

Yan Hanzhou's face was slightly pale, and his lips were pursed, as if he was really frightened by something.

Su Qinghuan turned her head with a headache, and met the boy's peach blossom pupils in an instant.

The other party's eyes were extremely deep and bright, as if there were stars hidden in them, such burning eyes made Su Qinghuan uncomfortably avoid his gaze.

The immortal in white frowned.

"With a teacher here, what do you have to be afraid of?"

"Master... the strong wind here is too strong, and this spirit sword belongs to the master, the disciple cannot communicate with it... that's why he is a little afraid that he will fall down. Can the master let the disciple give you a hug?"

Yan Hanzhou seemed to be frightened to the extreme, when a strong air current struck again, the young man's body trembled slightly, and the hand holding Su Qinghuan's waist became even stronger.

Yan Hanzhou's voice was anxious and fearful.

"Just let... just let the disciple hug for a while! Once you enter the secret realm and be able to keep your feet on the ground, it's not such a place where the wind is everywhere, the disciple will definitely let go!"

Maybe it's because Yan Hanzhou's body is raging to the sun, his hands are hot, and the breath he exhales is also so hot.

Being pressed so tightly by Yan Hanzhou at this moment, Su Qinghuan felt as if sparks were burning on her back.

"..."

Believe in your evil!
Su Qinghuan felt that Yan Hanzhou's current state was very strange.

But looking at the boy's trembling shoulders and his eyes that seemed to be very afraid of heights, Su Qinghuan couldn't tell why.

Why does this little fox who is really afraid of heights look more stalwart than the evil star in the plot?

……

No matter how powerful a person is, there will be weaknesses, but the World Exterminating Demon King is so afraid of heights, isn't it too pretentious?
Su Qinghuan was puzzled in her heart.

However, the panic in the young man's expression did not seem to be fake, even the trembling look was very realistic, so Su Qinghuan could only sigh helplessly in the end.

"There is no more chance."

Does that mean you acquiesced this time?

Yan Hanzhou's eyes lit up suddenly.

"Disciple thanked Master!"

In the name of fear, Yan Hanzhou held the waist of the white-clothed immortal with his hands, and felt his throat dry.

——The waist is so soft, so soft, as if it would break if you pinch it...

Even through the heavy gauze, Yan Hanzhou seemed to be able to imagine how delicate and clean the texture under the gauze should be.

While his thoughts were floating, Yan Hanzhou suddenly remembered that ridiculous dream yesterday...

The boy's eyes became darker and darker.

He half-bent his knees and put his head on Su Qinghuan's back, not caring at all how timid his image was at the moment, and even sniffed Su Qinghuan's hair without a trace.

Master...it smells so good...

His master...

It turned out to be such a hard-spoken and soft-hearted person.

interesting.

……

A smug smile curled up on the corner of Yan Hanzhou's lips.

It's just because of the angle that Su Qinghuan couldn't see it.

But seeing Yan Hanzhou getting tighter and tighter, and his arms still tightly wrapped around her waist, and even under the air current just now, even his head was directly attached to her back, Su Qinghuan finally couldn't stand it anymore. .

"Hanzhou, can you step back a little?"

The white-clothed immortal turned his face away, and was about to reprimand him, but Yan Hanzhou just happened to raise his head.

Her lips hit Yan Hanzhou's jaw all of a sudden.

(End of this chapter)