The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 659: Don’t Be Black (63)

Yan Hanzhou stared blankly at everything unfolding in front of his eyes. The picture in front of him was so real, it was completely different from the clumsy fantasy imagined by the Chilian Demon Snake.

Between the moonlight and the snow, the woman in white who is bound in a cage by red gold chains is the third most unique beauty in this world.

Clearer than the moon, more elegant than the snow.

Also because of the restrained posture at this moment, the Immortal Venerable, who should have been as cold as a high mountain and bright moon, and awe-inspiring, has lost all his mana and cultivation, like a little beast waiting to be killed.

Between the picturesque eyebrows and eyes, there is a little more color, which makes people want to invade and love.

I want to see the snow in the high mountains, the moon in the lonely sky, fall into the world for myself, and sink-fall together with him.

……

"Master..."

Yan Hanzhou yelled in a low voice, but no matter how he yelled or moved, the two people in the picture couldn't see the real Yan Hanzhou at all.

I saw the man in black clothes who was born exactly like Yan Hanzhou, except that there were strange and strange patterns between his brows. After grabbing the chin of the white-clothed fairy, he bit the lip of the fairy paranoidly and frantically.

At this moment, the white-clothed immortal who had exhausted his cultivation and looked like a mortal in his entire body didn't even have the strength to push back the black-clothed youth.

Because of the movement of the young man holding her tightly, the golden chain on the ankle of the white-clothed woman Xiu Subai also rustled.

And the ends of her eyes were red, her eyes were misty, her lips were biting tightly, as if she didn't want to make any sound, but in the end she let out a low sob.

Against that sobbing, the female cultivator's cold and bright jade-white face...so bewitching...

It's like that... People can't help but want to bully her even more.

—Let her helplessly beg for mercy, sobbing in her arms.

In fact, the man in the black robe did exactly that.

A dense fog appeared in front of his eyes, and Yan Hanzhou could no longer see the rest.

But in just a few moments, the greatest greed and evil thoughts in the young man's heart were aroused.

……

Yan Hanzhou blinked his peach-blossom eyes, and in an instant, he couldn't even see the mist. The phantom love flower under his hand, with its sharp thorns, instantly pierced the young man's fingertips.

The blood spread out faintly.

Yan Hanzhou didn't feel any pain, the images in his mind were vivid, and he even played them back over and over again.

At the same time, Yan Hanzhou lingered in his mind a sentence he had seen before.

—— According to the rumors, if someone can touch the imaginary flower and its spiritual fruit that have not yet withered, they can see the past or the future.

But what you will see depends on your inner obsession.

……

The source of this record is that when Yan Hanzhou saw Su Qinghuan say that the illusory love flower could save his golden elixir from peril a month ago, Yan Hanzhou tried his best to infiltrate into the scripture storage pavilion of Qing Yunzong and search for many ancient books.

It is not easy to find ancient books about the fantasy flower, and the only ones that have written records about the magic flower are only a few words.

There is not even any description of the shape of the mirage flower and the place where it grows, but it just happened to say such a sentence.

——Phantom love flower, big dream of three lives, can dream of the past, can also dream of the future.

……

"So, is this what's going to happen in the future?"

Yan Hanzhou's lips curled into an almost eerie smile. His face was already beautiful, but now that his face was half-lit and half-dark under the faint light of the cave, he looked even more breathtaking and unspeakable.

"Master..."

A beautiful but frail face appeared in the young man's mind, he sighed lowly, and spread out his palms, as if there was still the warm touch left by Su Qinghuan's crimson lips on them.

this person...

Anywhere is fine.

The only bad thing is that he can't be the only one in his eyes.

Wouldn't it be better if there was only him in the master's world, without Yan Jianxiu from a hundred years ago, without the Qing Yunzong, and without Liu Haoran and Zhong Ling'er two personal disciples on Liuli Peak?
He can ignore all the bullying that happened in the past, and even ignore the fact that Master lied to him about his own physique.

As long as that person can stay with him.

Even if...not willingly.

……

Thinking of the past events, Yan Hanzhou looked slightly cold, and then quickly picked the red as cinnabar fantasy flower and fantasy flower spirit fruit.

After finishing all this, Yan Hanzhou only ate part of the fantasy flowers and leaves first, and left some of the other flowers and leaves for Su Qinghuan.

But that only one illusory spirit fruit...

Yan Hanzhou didn't eat it.

He has already sensed that the cracks on his golden core are being quickly repaired. Although he may not be able to fully heal, Yan Hanzhou is reluctant to give himself this illusory spiritual fruit that is rare in a thousand years.

Master was still injured, waiting outside for him to go back.

This belief has always supported Yan Hanzhou.

If there is only one person alive in this world, then Yan Hanzhou's choice is definitely not himself, but Su Qinghuan.

……

Yan Hanzhou was holding the heavy spiritual fruit, not even willing to put it into the storage bag.

Holding it is like holding the whole world.

It is the only hope left in the darkness, and it is also the deepest and most repressed love in the young man's heart, but it is also extremely crazy and turbulent.

……

If we were talking about how cautious we were when we entered the cave, then Yan Hanzhou's return was much more hurried.

He couldn't wait to see Su Qinghuan.

Wanting to see her showing off her face for themselves, they have gone through untold hardships to enter this secret realm of Tianyuan for the sake of this illusory spirit fruit. Maybe when the master sees it, he will be happy, right?
With such good expectations, Yan Hanzhou hurried back to the place where he drew the defensive formation, but the ground was empty, only vague bloodstains, broken white clothes corners, but there was no such magnificent Liuli Shangzun.

……

Yan Hanzhou's pupils shrank suddenly, and the phantom spirit fruit in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

The priceless phantom spirit fruit rolled to the front, but Yan Hanzhou couldn't care about it at the moment.

The young man's mind was fluctuating and anxious, and the unprecedented anxiety seized the young man's heart, making him panic and afraid.

Even when he was confronting the completely unknown Scarlet Demon Snake alone before, it didn't make the young man panic like this moment.

……

"Master!"

The young man yelled sadly and confusedly. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. Just as he was about to prepare for the worst and start looking for someone, he suddenly saw a graceful figure appearing at the entrance of the cave not far away.

"Han Zhou, what's wrong with you? You look so ugly?"

Su Qinghuan dumbfoundedly looked at the blood-covered young man not far away. She was frowning and wanted to inquire carefully, but she saw that young man's terrified peach blossom eyes suddenly brightened, bursting out with infinite surprise!

"Master! So you are still here, great! Great!"

Yan Hanzhou didn't care about anything else, and rushed towards the little fox, wrapping his arms tightly around Su Qinghuan's waist!
(End of this chapter)