The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 692

Yan Hanzhou's thin lips were almost pursed into a straight line, and that handsome face was so stubborn at the moment that it made one's heart palpitate.

"..."

Su Qinghuan didn't expect Yan Hanzhou to answer herself like this.

The blatant conditions were almost a threat.

……

But the little fox was sure in her heart that she would definitely leave this world, so how could she stay by Yan Hanzhou's side forever.

Seeing the young man's paranoid eyes, Su Qinghuan immediately felt a headache.

Her tone slowed down a bit, trying to brainwash Yan Hanzhou.

"Hanzhou, the chicks have to leave the shelter of their elders and fly high alone. There is no one who can truly accompany you for the rest of your life."

Yan Hanzhou knelt in front of Su Qinghuan on one knee, but his back was as straight as a pine, showing the aloofness of a young man.

"Master, this disciple knows that there is a contract that can bind the lives of two people together."

"The disciple is now in the body of a Nascent Soul, and his talent is somewhat better than that of the master. If he can share half of his life with the master in the future, it must be more helpful to the master's path of cultivation."

Yan Hanzhou stared at Su Qinghuan fixedly, and spoke persuasively, obviously trying to seduce Su Qinghuan.

Little Fox didn't know that usually only Taoist couples would make such a contract. Her real body was originally a fairy, and she would never be so obsessed with longevity like the local monks in the Canglan Continent.

"It doesn't have to be."

Su Qinghuan coughed lightly, feeling that Yan Hanzhou was brainwashing himself.

She considered it for a few seconds.

"As a teacher, I never thought of making such a contract of sharing lifespan with others, but Han Zhou, you are right in saying that the talent of being a teacher is still inferior to yours. If the calamity fails, the body will die and the dao will disappear, let alone being able to stay with you for a long time."

Su Qinghuan thought that if she used this set of rhetoric, she could directly dispel Yan Hanzhou's determination.

However, unexpectedly, the boy just looked at her stubbornly.

"Master is wrong. If Master is unwilling to make the contract, the disciples will follow Master..."

"..."

Fog grass?

And such?
Then if she was struck by Heavenly Tribulation, Yan Hanzhou would also choose to be struck by lightning with her?

Why is this association so strange!

……

Su Qinghuan frowned.

"No, everyone has their own chances. If it is God's will, why do you have to fight with God?"

"Cultivating the Tao is to go against the sky."

Yan Hanzhou stared at Su Qinghuan obsessively, the young man's voice was a little low because of his hoarseness, it sounded like a humble begging.

"Master is still far away from the God Transformation Thunder Tribulation. Master doesn't need to think about that at all. As long as Master promises me that he will not leave his disciples in the future, Han Zhou will not act recklessly, let alone cause harm to the common people."

Even if he is not a good person at all.

Yan Hanzhou has been given too little kindness since he was a child. Although he grew up in the self-proclaimed Qingyun School, he is still used to seeing the ugliness of human nature.

In order to survive, Yan Hanzhou had already stepped into the darkness step by step, but he just pretended to be more docile in front of Su Qinghuan.

But...if the master voluntarily stays by his side, then Yan Hanzhou will get everything he wants most, and it's too late for him to be happy, why would he think about destroying the world?

……

Facing Yan Hanzhou's burning eyes, Su Qinghuan hesitated for a few seconds.

"Tong'er, why don't we just cheat and advance the original body's Transformation God Thunder Tribulation? I don't believe that Yan Hanzhou can really go to the underworld to snatch people when the original body's soul lamp is extinguished."

"What's more, the soul lamp of the original body is not equal to me."

"...Host, you are such a genius."

When Su Qinghuan thought about it this way, she immediately felt relieved of her psychological burden.

She spoke gently to Yan Hanzhou, hesitated for a moment, and extended a friendly hand to Yan Hanzhou.

"Okay, Han Zhou, I believe in you as a teacher. Even if you practice magic, you can still be a good monk with a pure nature."

……

In the future, on the way of cultivation, I don't know how many amazing beauties I will meet.

If you don't believe it, Yan Hanzhou won't be able to find someone he likes.

And Yan Hanzhou stared at Su Qinghuan's porcelain white Ruyu palm, he swallowed thirstily, put his palm into Su Qinghuan's with a gloomy expression, and then stood up.

"As long as it is what the master wants, the disciple will try his best to do it."

This time, Yan Hanzhou didn't make a fuss, and soon obediently stood beside Su Qinghuan.

Where Su Qinghuan couldn't see, the young man's eyes were deep.

——There was a voice in his heart telling himself that if Su Qinghuan refused to come back to him before, then Yan Hanzhou would choose to forge the fairy-binding lock with thousand-year-old cold iron as in the illusion.

He wanted to build a gorgeous prison for his master, decorated with phoenix feathers and East Sea shark beads.

And the one locked inside is only Shizun.

……

Fortunately, Master is back now.

Regardless of whether it was out of love or compassion, he came back after all.

——He is in the infinite darkness, the person who gave him a glimmer of light wants to leave, how can he be willing to let go?

Even if the twisted melon is not sweet, he will try his best to give it a try.

Yan Hanzhou's eyes were slightly cold, he held Su Qinghuan's hand, and remained silent, but in his heart, he quickly recalled the casting blueprint of the bundle of fairy locks.

Yan Hanzhou only glanced at the pattern in the deepest part of the Sutra Pavilion, but that kind of low-level immortal lock is obviously not enough to restrain a monk in the body of a Nascent Soul.

Therefore, Yan Hanzhou thought of better materials.

Not only can the body be bound, even the soul can be bound as well.

……

Su Qinghuan didn't know that his little apprentice had become more and more terrifying.

Because Yan Hanzhou agreed to her request to be an obedient person, Su Qinghuan was in a good mood. She thought about the plot of the original world line, and vaguely remembered that this place should be close to the mortal world, and the further north she went, there was a snowy wasteland inside.

In the depths of the wasteland, there is the thousand-year-old cold jade that is most conducive to monks' cultivation, which can make monks practice at a rapid pace.

Now both Yan Hanzhou and she have been targeted by the snake-spirited demon king.

Now there is no hope for his own promotion, but as long as Yan Hanzhou can enter the late Yuanying stage, he will be able to step up and have the power to fight Jun Jiuyou, the lord of Huashen.

Thinking of this, Su Qinghuan let go of Yan Hanzhou's hand, and spoke softly to Yan Hanzhou.

"The former convenience is the mortal world. I have heard that it is very close to the northern wilderness, and there may be a natural treasure. Hanzhou, how about you go and see it with me?"

"..."

Feeling the woman's soft and waxy palm suddenly slipping away from her hand, Yan Hanzhou pursed his thin lips slightly, and he humbly lowered his head to hide the greed and evil in his eyes.

"Okay, if the master wants to go, it's good for the disciples to accompany him."

"We are all Yuanying cultivators now, you don't have to be so respectful."

Su Qinghuan only felt that Yan Hanzhou was being too obedient. When she said this, Yan Hanzhou simply raised his head, and looked at Su Qinghuan generously with his eyes.

It's just that Su Qinghuan felt uncomfortable when he met the scorching gaze of the young man.

……

The two walked side by side, and soon arrived at the mortal town.

The facial features of the cultivators are outstanding, and the looks of Su Qinghuan and Yan Hanzhou are even more unique. Many people along the way couldn't help but look at them.

"ah……"

Those women in the boudoir were fine, they were relatively restrained, and they were still a little secretive when looking at Yan Hanzhou, and they were embarrassed to stare at him.

And many mortal men, as if they had never seen such a beautiful woman, their eyes were directly glued to Su Qinghuan, and some even let out a sigh.

(End of this chapter)