The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 751: Don’t Be Black (155)

In the illusion, the cold and dusty face of the woman in white, because she was bound in a golden cage, and her shoulders and neck were grabbed so fiercely by the Demon Lord, her delicate texture was printed with light red imprint.

But the man just watched this scene with a smile, not letting her go at all.

"Master, if Liu Haoran and Zhong Ling'er disappeared in this world, would you be willing to say a word or two to your disciple?"

"...You! They are your senior brothers and sisters! I grew up with you on Liuli Peak since I was a child, don't you even care about the friendship of your childhood sweethearts?"

The man in the black and red robe had a handsome and gentle face, with a faint curve on the corner of his lips, his smile was extremely gentle, but the words he said seemed extremely cruel.

"Oh? Why don't I remember, what kind of friendship do I have with them?"

The woman in the white Taoist robe obviously didn't expect her disciple to be so frenzied. A look of fury flashed across the woman's cold face, and she stretched out her hand to slap the man in the face.

"Yan Hanzhou, are you crazy—"

Before the woman could finish her words, the man's hand was quickly grasping that white jade hand.

Even, the man still had time to scrape the girl's fingertips with his astonishingly hot fingertips.

"Master, so what if I'm crazy?"

There was a bit of sarcasm in Yan Hanzhou's eyes, and there was also a kind of grief that made others feel bottomless. If the man was not completely on the side of the advantage at the moment, I am afraid that others would think that he was hurt by his expression. How much damage was done.

"Earlier when I knew that you were staying by my side only for a mission, when I thought that all this could end directly and was about to leave this world, my disciple had already gone crazy!"

"As long as you are willing to stay by the disciple's side, even if you just say a few more words to Han Zhou, how could we possibly get to where we are today!?"

"It's you who chilled Master so much, uh, uh-"

The woman wanted to continue hitting Yan Hanzhou in the face angrily, but the man grabbed her hand and she couldn't move at all.

But the man lowered his head very quickly, and grabbed the woman's lips precisely.

All of a sudden, the ear-warming sound of water stains resounded in the air.

An extremely paranoid look flashed in the man's eyes, and he clasped the back of the white-clothed fairy's neck vigorously with both hands, continuously deepening his plunder, infinitely encroaching on the air in the woman's mouth.

Su Qinghuan had to cling to his arms, so that she could barely have a chance to breathe freely.

——Although the thousand-year black iron was specially made, it would not hurt the imprisoned immortal in front of him, but it was enough to prevent her from using any mana.

Even that face, which was always noble and glamorous, was stained with a faint crimson color because of this.

……

Looking at the woman's beautiful face, and those phoenix eyes with a faint gleam, Mozun's pupils shrank slightly, and his voice seemed extremely hoarse.

"Master, you are really beautiful... Although this disciple knows that you came to this world for the mission issued by some system, you have been imprinted in my heart from the first moment I saw you."

"Whether it's hate or love, I will never let go!"

"Nie Yi! I am your master!"

"So what? Didn't the Master want to drive the disciple out of the gate a long time ago? At that time, it is only natural for me and the Master to become Taoist companions, right?"

The man smiled at Yan Yan, obviously with such an infatuated expression, but the fiery eyes made the female cultivator in white shudder.

"Master...why don't you want to treat Hanzhou better? As long as you are willing...everything in this world can be yours, including the lives of disciples..."

For this sake, she couldn't understand what the man meant at this moment.

"I don't need your life."

Immortal Venerable in White had a cold expression on his face, but the man seemed to be annoyed by her words, and the strength of his palm towards her became much heavier in an instant.

"pain……"

The woman's mana was bound at the moment, and she might not even be able to beat a slightly stronger mortal man. It would be very difficult to annoy Yan Hanzhou.

When he saw the woman glaring over, his water-colored eyes seemed to be covered with a faint layer of mist, and the man in black and red robe slipped his throat in an instant.

He had long wanted to see what it would be like for Master to be held in his arms, weeping helplessly.

This trace of evil thought has been around for a long time. At the very beginning, Yan Hanzhou couldn't accept this terrible idea of ​​his own. However, things have developed to this point, and this idea can't be restrained at all.

……

The man's beautiful peach blossom eyes were completely dark at the moment, and Su Qinghuan was startled by the deep color in his eyes.

"you……"

Anyone can see that something is wrong with his little apprentice at the moment.

"Master... Is there something about this disciple that scares you?"

The man held the woman's hand tightly, so that Su Qinghuan couldn't even take half a step back. Facing the man's gaze at this moment, the white-clothed fairy's face turned slightly pale.

But the man just smiled, he leaned forward, and in an instant, he was almost nose to nose with the woman.

The two looked at each other, and the man's strong masculine breath was sprayed on the woman's face, which made the white-clothed fairy's heart tremble, and he wanted to hide subconsciously.

However, there is no way to retreat.

He realized that the woman still wanted to run away, but at this point, where could she run away?

"Master, can you obediently stay by Han Zhou's side? My disciple is begging you...Master, I have never begged you for anything in my life."

"Stay with me obediently, is it that scary?"

Seeing the woman looking at him with a pale face, she didn't speak at all.

The man's eyes became more and more sinister.

With the change of his mood, the strange demon pattern on the man's forehead seemed to emit a crimson light.

In an instant, the Mozun subconsciously lowered his head as if he couldn't help himself, and rubbed his horns against the skirt of the woman's dress.

"Master, stay with Hanzhou... okay?"

The man's pleading voice was very low, even with a broken cry, which made the woman almost wonder if she heard it wrong.

The identity of the victim seems to be reversed.

However, the things men do have nothing to do with words like weak and helpless.

The Taoist robe of the white-clothed immortal was already a little messy, coupled with the man's actions at the moment, the skirts of the clothes were immediately scattered, and the jade-white collarbone also glowed pitifully red.

Because the woman kept silent for a long time, the man's eyes were dark and deep, and even the end of his eyes was scarlet.

"Master... If you don't speak, the disciple will treat you as acquiescing..."

Without waiting for the woman to answer, the handsome and compelling Demon Lord suddenly covered himself up, and a stream of demon energy poured out, enveloping the two people in this magnificent palace in an instant!
(End of this chapter)