The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 638

The light in Yan Hanzhou's eyes was deep, and the peach-blossom eyes, which were originally brilliant, dimmed in an instant.

Although Su Qinghuan keenly sensed that something was wrong with the young man's emotions, she still nodded bluntly.

"Senior Brother Haoran, there is indeed one."

"..."

I see.

It was Zhong Ling'er who picked out the remaining Taoist robes that were not needed, and it fell into his hands.

He should have known a long time ago that as a good master, he has always loved and cared for Zhong Linger and Liu Haoran, two personal disciples whose aptitude is far inferior to his.

There is never a shortage of high bed soft pillows, spiritual flowers and spiritual fruits.

Even when Zhong Ling'er was unable to establish the foundation when she first drew the Qi into her body, Su Qinghuan specially found the Foundation Establishment Pill for her, just to increase the probability of Zhong Linger's success in establishing the foundation.

Looking back at myself... all relying on stumbling and groping all the way.

……

How ridiculous was his former joy!

I really thought that I was so special and loved by my master.

But I'm afraid in the eyes of Master, he just got a little boring compensation for being late!
Zhong Ling'er and Liu Haoran had easily obtained the things that they couldn't even hope for when they first entered Liuli Peak!

And him? !

When receiving such a high-level cassock, they were so happy that they didn't even dare to touch it, and they didn't dare to wear it casually, for fear that it would stain the robe.

Who would have thought that this was something that Zhong Linger, the fine lady, left behind and didn't want? !
That's right, if Zhong Ling'er hadn't left behind unwanted things, I'm afraid it wouldn't be his turn!
……

In an instant, a violent storm gathered in Yan Hanzhou's eyes, his hands clenched into fists, and a faint devilish energy surrounded the young man, as if it was about to rush into his heart.

The young man bowed his head straight, holding the white Taoist robe with both hands, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Master, since this belongs to the senior sister, I'm afraid the disciple can't take it, so I ask the master to take it back."

……

No matter how nervous Su Qinghuan was, she clearly felt that something was wrong with Yan Hanzhou at the moment.

After all, she is also the Supreme Nascent Soul, and there is no sign of Yan Hanzhou's madness at the moment.

It's just a robe, but it has such a great influence on Yan Hanzhou?
She originally thought that even if Yan Hanzhou didn't like Zhong Linger now, she wouldn't be so resistant to using what Zhong Linger didn't want.

……

Ahhh, why did Yan Hanzhou do such a thing!
They are all cultivators, and this magic robe is also considered a half-spiritual weapon. Wouldn't it be nice to use it to resist an attack?

Why do you dislike the robes to such an extent!

If it is changed to modern times, it is equivalent to a rich second generation throwing 100 million in cash on the street. A poor young man who is very poor lives picked up the bag containing the cash. At first the young man was very happy, knowing that it was thrown by the rich second generation. Started to say that you are not allowed to eat?
Su Qinghuan simply couldn't understand this truth!
If it were me, I wouldn't refuse anyone who came, okay?
……

Seeing that Su Qinghuan was so nervous, System 233 immediately reminded him weakly.

"Host, it never occurred to you that what Yan Hanzhou cares about may not be the Taoist robe, but what you, the master, do?"

"The analogy you just thought is wrong. You should change it to the rich second generation and the poor boy who were born to the same mother. In the end, the parents only gave the rich second generation money and threw the poor boy on the street to beg for food. You will feel balanced. ?"

"...It also makes sense."

Su Qinghuan frowned.

"If it's someone like me who cares about every detail, I must be unbalanced, and at the same time grab the money quickly, and take revenge on my dear relatives who have treated me unfairly?!"

"...So, do you understand why the original owner was dismembered by Yan Hanzhou?"

"..."

Su Qinghuan shivered suddenly.

……

At this moment, the little fox immediately became nervous. Seeing the boy's stubborn and somewhat gloomy face, she seemed to be able to empathize with Yan Hanzhou at this moment.

She was never good at explaining, but at this moment, Su Qinghuan still hesitated, took the Taoist robe in person, and put it on Yan Hanzhou's body involuntarily.

"Hanzhou, didn't you say that you will do whatever you ask for as a teacher? Why are you disobedient now?"

The woman in white opened her thin lips lightly.

That thin robe should have made Yan Hanzhou extremely disgusted, but now that Su Qinghuan put it on with his own hands, Yan Hanzhou felt very powerless.

No matter how angry he was, no matter how unwilling he was, when facing the white-clothed immortal in front of him, he began to let go of his principles unconditionally.

He has always been right to her.

……

Yan Hanzhou felt that such a humble self was ridiculous.

He couldn't describe how jealous he was of those who were treated kindly by Master.

He longed for this kind of intimacy for almost ten years, but when he really got it, Yan Hanzhou greedily felt that these were not enough.

……

It would be great if there were no Zhong Linger and Liu Haoran in this world.

As soon as such dark thoughts appeared, Yan Hanzhou's expression froze, and he almost subconsciously glanced at Su Qinghuan.

If so, Master will be sad, right?

He... also couldn't bear Master to be sad.

……

Yan Hanzhou clenched his fists tightly, and finally let go of his palms slowly.

Resigned to his fate, the young man picked up the clothes on his body, and slowly buttoned them up.

"Disciples... naturally listen to the master, no matter what the master's request is."

No matter how absurd that request is.

The boy murmured a promise in his heart.

——Master, as long as you say it, it is my belief in this life.

……

The young man stared fixedly at the female cultivator in white in front of him, Su Qinghuan was taken aback by the suppressed enthusiasm in his eyes.

Su Qinghuan turned her eyes away in embarrassment, she somehow had the illusion that she was abducting a child.

Thinking of Yan Hanzhou's displeasure about Zhong Ling'er's legacy of Taoist robes before, Su Qinghuan secretly sighed, as expected, he was still a child, naive and domineering, which made people feel a little distressed.

"Hanzhou, in the eyes of Master, you are the same as Ling'er and Haoran."

Well, why do you feel so guilty when you say this?

Thinking of what the original owner did to Yan Hanzhou, Su Qinghuan was a little embarrassed for a second, but soon, she spoke elegantly and solemnly with the demeanor of an immortal.

"Master admits that the teacher was too strict with you before, but since then, the master will definitely treat you equally."

……

"But what disciples want, what if they don't treat everyone equally?"

Yan Hanzhou looked at Su Qinghuan for a moment, and almost blurted out that what he wanted was the person in front of him.

Just afraid of being rejected by Su Qinghuan, the boy still held back forcefully.

……

Don't treat everyone equally?
Su Qinghuan was taken aback.

She thought for two seconds, then hesitated.

"You are the most outstanding among the disciples of Liuli Peak, and it is right for me to favor you as a teacher."

"Really?"

Yan Hanzhou spoke in a low voice, and just when Su Qinghuan felt guilty, the boy's eyes flashed, and he suddenly took a step forward, hugging the waist of the white-clothed immortal pitifully.

"Master... this disciple really likes you very much."

Su Qinghuan froze.

Feeling that the woman obviously wanted to push him away, the boy's eyes darkened, and he acted harder.

He raised his head pitifully, on that unparalleled handsome face, his expression was very fragile, even his voice sounded like weeping, as if he was only begging for an answer.

"This disciple has known for so many years that Master only likes senior brothers and sisters..."

"But...the disciple is the most special one in Master's heart, right?"

As he said that, Yan Hanzhou shivered his shoulders in despair.

At the same time, he hugged Su Qinghuan even tighter, quietly taking advantage of the white-clothed immortal...

(End of this chapter)