The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 655: Don’t Be Black (59)

Seeing the jade-white collarbone under the skirt of the white-clothed Immortal, Yan Hanzhou's breath suddenly became heavy.

The boy's eyes, which had finally become clear after reciting the mantra of purifying the heart several times, began to faintly red again at this moment.

"Master...forgive me for going beyond..."

The young man simply closed his eyes, trying to expel those unwanted fantasies from his mind.

But even with Yan Hanzhou's eyes closed, because the two of them were very close, the black hair of the fairy in white mischievously swept across the young man's shoulders, jaw, and even the young man's thin lips.

For a moment, Yan Hanzhou almost thought that, compared to the advanced Lei Jie, perhaps the torture he couldn't ask for before him was the cruelest punishment.

But he happened to be... rejoicing.

……

Yan Hanzhou took a deep breath, his eyes were red, and he endured it very hard, but he still tried his best to suppress those thoughts he shouldn't have.

He really wanted to be respected by the master.

But not now.

Especially when Master is in a coma, he shouldn't do anything presumptuous.

"Master... when will you wake up?"

Confusion appeared in Yan Hanzhou's eyes. He tried his best to clear his mind, and then stretched out his hand, and carefully pulled down the shirt of the white-clothed immortal.

The snow-like shoulders were instantly reflected in the young man's sight, but Yan Hanzhou had no intention of appreciating them, because he just turned the figure of the female cultivator in white slightly, and saw a piece of blood that had dried up.

That soul chasing nail was deeply pierced on the shoulder of the white-clothed immortal. Because it was stained with blood, it looked like a red plum in the snow. It didn't look scary, but it made the unconscious female cultivator even more amazingly beautiful. color to.

……

Seeing Su Qinghuan's blood-stained shoulder, Yan Hanzhou's throat felt sore.

If it wasn't for saving himself, why would Master have to suffer such a crime.

The young man's heart was slightly astringent, his palms were clenched into fists, but his eyes became cold in an instant.

——It’s all the blame on that demon girl named Hua Wanwan.

It's all her fault.

She should be damned!

……

Even if it is thousands of miles away, the devilish energy injected by Yan Hanzhou can still work in Hua Wanwan's heart.

It's just that compared to the distance, the effect of this demonic energy is more limited by Yan Hanzhou's own strength.

Yan Hanzhou's expression was cold, and regardless of his own health, he suddenly started to recite the formula.

At this moment, the disciples of the Ming Sword Sect who were stationed in a valley far away suddenly saw the red-clothed witch who had finally calmed down and her eyes were dead silent, and suddenly started screaming like crazy again.

"Ahhhhhhh—it hurts——"

"Please, kill me! Kill me!!!"

"Let me die! It's over once and for all! Woohoo, I really want to go home—"

"Yan Hanzhou! Woohoo, I was wrong, let me die! I shouldn't have done this, I was wrong! Yan Hanzhou, come out!"

Why put her through this torture!

Hua Wanwan scrambled on the ground with her head in her arms in pain, not thinking about the slightest bit of shame, and even grabbed the ground with her head.

After a while, the female cultivator in red kept slapping the branches with her bloody palms, until finally, she even started crying and cursing, hitting the big tree with her head!

Hua Wanwan's face, which was originally full of beauty, now also looked very terrifying and stern because of this terrifying action.

Most of the high-ranking disciples of Ming Jianzong were sent out to find Yan Hanzhou and the ancient spirit sword he branded.

Most of the people staying in the station at this moment are small shrimps who are not very knowledgeable. The only one who can say something is Ye Bingqing, the fairy of Lengyue who is the leader of Ming Jianzong's younger generation, and her seniority is slightly older than her. Senior Brother Ning is taller.

The male disciple surnamed Ning saw Hua Wanwan crying for her father and mother, so she turned her head coldly and sneered at Ye Bingqing.

"Junior Sister Ye, have you seen it? It is said that there is a wrong and a debt. You see, all the demon girls are like this. Is it necessary to wrong that little devil named Yan Hanzhou?"

"..."

Ye Bingqing looked hesitantly at Hua Wanwan's look of wanting to kill herself on the spot, her thin lips were slightly pursed, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Although she was partial to Yan Hanzhou in her heart, she wholeheartedly believed that Yan Hanzhou was not a demon cultivator.

But Hua Wanwan's appearance at the moment does not seem to be fake.

After all, although the demon girl has no integrity, Hua Wanwan's behavior at the moment not only cannot save herself, but also loses all face.

Even a monk would not choose such a shameful method of framing.

The most terrible thing is... Hua Wanwan's pain at the moment doesn't seem to be faking at all.

Ye Bingqing stared at Hua Wanwan's forehead with blue veins, and her blood-stained palms and ankles. She didn't have any sympathy for this female devil.

When Hua Wanwan wanted to kill herself and Yan Hanzhou earlier, she showed no mercy.

It's just that Ye Bingqing suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

——If Senior Brother Ning and Elder Shen both guessed right, is Junior Brother Han Zhou really a demon cultivator?
Then what should she do? !

……

Ye Bingqing was suddenly a little dazed.

With a lot of worry in her heart, she could only glance coldly at the man in blue who was obviously waiting to see her joke.

"Senior Brother Ning, there is no conclusion as to why this demon girl became like this, and why you jump up and down like this, Bing Qing couldn't help but wonder, Senior Brother is so familiar with the state of this demon energy invasion, have you ever seen others cultivate demons before? "

"you--"

The man called Senior Brother Ning suddenly became angry, and he simply tossed his sleeves, and could only say a word indignantly.

"Ye Bingqing, don't get carried away just because the head favors you. Do you think I can't see that you like that kid surnamed Yan? Let me tell you, if that kid surnamed Yan really cultivates demons, you're probably going to die in this lifetime." It's impossible for him."

"Don't say it's you, if the Liuli Immortal of the Nascent Infant protects that little devil, she will probably be tolerated by the world's righteous way!"

"..."

Ye Bingqing bit the corner of her lip, not knowing whether to deny it or say something.

The woman was in a state of confusion, and Ye Bingqing cared more about the safety of Yan Hanzhou and Su Qinghuan than whether she could be with Yan Hanzhou or not.

After all, Hua Wanwan was the one who attacked her first, if not for Liuli Immortal Venerable saving her life, Ye Bingqing might be the one who fell on the ground now.

I hope God has eyes.

……

On the other side, in the narrow cave, Yan Hanzhou was hugging Su Qinghuan and continuously injecting spiritual energy into her.

He has that kind of very special physique. If ordinary people are cultivating immortals and demons like him, their spirit bodies would have exploded long ago.

However, although Yan Hanzhou suffered extreme pain from the dilation of his meridians when he first practiced demons, he got used to it later, and it has to be said that it was favored by heaven.

"Master, why are you still awake..."

Yan Hanzhou lowered his eyes anxiously, and was hesitating whether to continue, but suddenly heard a strange noise coming from the depths of the cave!

(End of this chapter)