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Chapter 695: Don’t Be Black (99)

Seeing the young woman with the woman's hair in a bun being so joking, Su Qinghuan felt embarrassed.

——It's just that I was misunderstood by the small vendor who sold the veiled hats earlier, even this young couple actually said so.

……

Su Qinghuan frowned and explained.

"You two are joking, Han Zhou and I are in a master-student relationship, not the unmarried couple you imagined."

"Ah? Is that so?"

The honest young man made a dumbfounded sound.

And the young woman holding hands beside him stared at Su Qinghuan and Yan Hanzhou in amazement.

The young woman frowned, as if she wanted to say something to Su Qinghuan, but in the end her husband saw it, squeezed her palm, and smiled apologetically at Su Qinghuan.

"It's my wife's mistake. Please don't make fun of me, the two nobles."

The simple and honest man nodded towards Su Qinghuan and Yan Hanzhou, and then dragged the young woman carrying the lantern away.

Probably because the two of them felt that they had walked a bridge away and would not be heard by Su Qinghuan and Yan Hanzhou again, the young woman murmured to her husband somewhat dissatisfied.

"What, where is there such a young master and apprentice?"

"And I'm the most accurate at seeing people. If it wasn't for the extreme love, who would subconsciously stand up to protect the people next to them at the moment when the fireworks are falling?"

Looking at the married couples and unmarried couples passing by here, there are very few who can achieve such affection.

This is also the reason why the young woman envied Su Qinghuan at first.

And Yan Hanzhou's face really amazed them, but the most impressive thing was the young man's dark and deep eyelashes, staring at Su Qinghuan almost without blinking.

It was obviously the New Year's Eve festival and the lights were bright, but these rare beauties couldn't compare to the woman in the white veiled hat in front of her.

If this is not love, then what is it that counts as true love?
And the simple and honest man let his wife grab the flesh of his palm, and said with a somewhat simple smile.

"I also think that young man likes the woman who just put on the veiled hat very much, but it seems that maybe he is just wishful thinking."

"what?!"

The gossip young woman was startled immediately, she subconsciously let go of her husband's palm, with a dazed look on her face.

She murmured in a low voice, feeling unbelievable.

"Such a good-looking and infatuated young man, there will be someone, don't you like it?"

……

The two men were talking, and they wanted to turn their heads to look at the figures of Su Qinghuan and Yan Hanzhou, but they saw that the figures of the two men had already walked under the bridge, and they could only see a piece of moon-white clothes in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, even if he looked far away, he could only let the two white shadows be submerged in the crowd.

The young and honest man smiled helplessly at his wife.

"King Xiang has a dream, Goddess has no heart, isn't that what is written in the scriptures?"

"Hey, that's what I said, but I think that the young man and the woman wearing the veiled hat are a good match. It would be a pity if there is really no way to be together..."

……

Immortal cultivators have sharp eyes and ears.

The monks of the Nascent Soul class have far better hearing than ordinary people. Su Qinghuan was originally upset when he heard that the young couple left and wentssip, so he brought Yan Hanzhou down the bridge.

It's just that I didn't expect that the distance was so far away, and those voices still seemed to get into my ears, buzzing.

Su Qinghuan was very embarrassed.

She tried her best not to look at Yan Hanzhou.

Who knew, the young man suddenly suppressed a smile, and joked narrowly at the white-clothed immortal.

"Master, you have to watch the way. Although you can rise up in the air with your spells on the surface of the water, it will be bad if you disturb those mortals."

"..."

When Su Qinghuan heard this, she was startled to realize that her path had gone astray at some point, and there were no longer as many crowds watching the lanterns as before.

The bluestone slab in front of him suddenly disappeared. If he took a few more steps, he would have to cross the river.

"..."

The embarrassment on Su Qinghuan's face suddenly became more obvious.

She coughed lightly, trying to pretend she didn't know anything.

"The teacher was just thinking about something on his mind."

"What's on your mind?"

The young man looked at her with burning eyes, unaware that he was breaking the casserole and asking the bottom line.

She obviously just wanted to find a way to go down!
Su Qinghuan was suffering in her heart. She racked her brains to make up a reason that was reasonable and in line with the original owner's high-cold status, but she saw Yan Hanzhou raising his eyebrows and looking at her with some ambiguous meaning.

"Master, are you thinking about what the mortal couple said just now?"

"……how do you know?

After all, Su Qinghuan didn't reveal her guilt so quickly, she gritted her teeth and tried her best to turn around smoothly.

"you guessed wrong."

"..."

The young man ignored Su Qinghuan's far-fetched turn, and said calmly.

"Master, there is no need to be bothered by the words of those strangers. Didn't the master already promise the disciple that if the disciple becomes No. 1 in the Canglan Continent one day, the master will marry me as a Taoist partner?"

"..."

Boy, you still remember this!

Su Qinghuan was stunned.

She was about to put this promise to the bottom of the box.

Su Qinghuan glanced at Yan Hanzhou strangely.

"Hanzhou, I'm afraid that the most powerful monk in the Canglan Continent today is the evil Lord Jiuyou of the Demon Realm. You and I had a glimpse of him in front of the Tianyuan Secret Realm before. You must have seen how much he surpassed him. Disaster."

"Even if there are thousands of difficulties and dangers, Hanzhou would rather die than fear."

Yan Hanzhou's expression was indifferent, as if he was not the one who turned pale and almost couldn't bear it before Jun Jiuyou's coercion.

……

Su Qinghuan looked at the river in front of him steadily, although this river is a tributary of the small town here, so it is relatively secluded.

But there are still many lotus petal-shaped lanterns scattered here and there.

These villagers use dough figurines and lanterns to entrust their wishes. Although the probability of realization is not high, it may be a beautiful vision, right?
Su Qinghuan thought so, and lingered on the lotus petal-shaped lantern for a long time.

When Yan Hanzhou saw it, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"Master, do you want to follow their example and set up a lantern by yourself?"

"...No need. Since we have already placed doughnuts in the bridge hole, it would not be very interesting to put lanterns."

When Su Qinghuan said this, he cast Lingling eyes at Yan Hanzhou with a little curiosity.

"Han Zhou, as a teacher, I don't know, what wish did you make when you placed that person?"

"Master guess?"

It was rare for Yan Hanzhou to let go, and it happened that a lotus-petal-shaped lantern floated from a distance, and got stuck alone by the river.

The boy bent down, picked it up, and smiled leisurely at Su Qinghuan.

"The disciple's wish coincides with what is written on this lantern."

(End of this chapter)