The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 754: Don’t Be Black (158)

In the illusion, the whole world is red, all paved with Yan Hanzhou's blood.

Su Qinghuan was in a trance, only feeling that her eyes were stinging.

But the man whose face was already as pale as paper was still holding the woman's wrist cautiously.

He kept his voice low, the Demon Venerable who was supposed to be so proud to look down on all living beings, was humbled in the dust in front of the Immortal Venerable in white at this moment.

"Master, don't be afraid of Han Zhou, okay?"

This is his last wish.

……

The woman in white frantically poured spiritual energy into the man's meridians, but it didn't work at all.

Because she didn't know that the Demon Lord had already embraced the determination to die before, and the most important meridians were broken inch by inch.

His heartbeat is slowing down.

Even the eyes that stared at him in a daze were a little out of focus at this moment.

Seeing Yan Hanzhou like this, the strength of the woman's whole body seemed to be taken away by something. She hugged Yan Hanzhou's body which was getting colder and colder, and couldn't help sobbing.

"Hanzhou, I'm not afraid of you, really, how could Master be afraid of you?"

"Really...really?"

The man with a face like gold paper was obviously extremely weak at the moment, but when he heard Su Qinghuan's words, he almost jumped up excitedly like a child who had eaten candy.

However, also because of the excessive emotional outburst, he suddenly spit out another big mouthful of blood.

Su Qinghuan's pupils suddenly shrank.

From the proud and powerful man in front of her, she seemed to see the boy who used to be coquettish and obedient by her side.

But... Even when she first traveled to see Yan Hanzhou, she never thought that the boy would have such a miserable day.

Still, thanks to her.

……

"Hanzhou... don't scare Master, okay? You must have a chance to save yourself, right?"

The woman frantically wiped the blood from the corners of the man's lips with her hands, but it was useless at all. Instead, the blood flowed more and more until her white hands were stained bright red.

Before today, the little fox always thought that red was the brightest and most beautiful color in the world.

However, such a beautiful red color finally aroused her disgust.

……

And the man who was hugged by her crying, smiled at this moment, even more happily than before.

The handsome and pale man stared at the woman obsessively, and there was nostalgia and greed that could not be concealed in his good-looking eyes.

"Master...you are free, you are as despicable as me, sorry..."

"Master, do you have a little bit, like...like..." I asked.

Before the man could finish his last sentence, he suddenly closed his eyes.

……

The body in the woman's arms gradually lost the warmth he should have had.

It's even getting colder.

Su Qinghuan hugged the man tightly, as if in this way, she could transmit her own warmth to him.

Tears, along the woman's sideburns, silently spread to the man's collar.

"Hanzhou... don't scare the master, okay?"

"I've always wanted to protect you so much... I'm the one who should say I'm sorry..."

……

Two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of the white-clothed immortal's eyes.

But the man in the black and red robe in her arms gradually turned into dots of light in the sky, circled around her several times, and finally disappeared between the heaven and the earth.

Disperse the soul.

This is tantamount to the most terrible punishment in the world.

Not even a chance to be reincarnated.

Seeing this scene, the woman stood up in a daze.

"Do not……"

She frantically wanted to grab those light spots, but how could she hold that invisible light spot in her palm?
Grief, like a river breaking its embankment, is endless.

The pain flooded and spread all over the body, including unspeakable regret, fear, and sorrow.

But in the end, there is only a kind of numbness and emptiness left.

The woman in white smiled wildly. She has always been concerned about her own image. Even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of her, her demeanor and demeanor were so proud, but at this moment, the woman laughed loudly until she burst into tears.

"Liars...are liars."

She is a liar.

Yan Hanzhou is also a liar.

It's just that I can't tell who hurts whom more deeply.

Yan Hanzhou told her in such a resolute way that it turned out that she was the one who suffered the most in the end.

Han Zhou, this...how is it possible.

……

It was as if a big hole had been broken in the heart, and countless cold winds passed by, dripping with blood, endlessly.

The woman's mind was full of Yan Hanzhou's name, Yan Hanzhou's voice and smile.

Obviously, they didn't even know each other for a year.

However, in a trance, it seems that most of my life has passed.

The woman stumbled forward, staggered, and fell into the river.

The river submerged the woman's hair, cheeks, and lips.

Tears also silently merged into the water flow.

cold boat...

cold boat...

Immortal Venerable Bai Yi silently recited the man's name in his heart, and finally allowed himself to faint in the thousands of streams.

……

Everything in the illusion has come to an end here.

Yan Hanzhou in the real world leaned against the stone wall of Su Qinghuan's cave in shock.

He and Master... Will the future really follow this direction?

He wanted to continue questioning that Demon Lord Jun Jiuyou.

However, the man who has always claimed to be one with him and two souls can no longer find even the remnant soul.

At the moment when Yan Hanzhou felt chills all over, countless memories that did not belong to him were instantly submerged into his divine consciousness dantian.

That was the memory of Jun Jiuyou from birth to the time when he was struck down and died by the thunder calamity.

……

One scene at a time, one sound at a time.

Pain mixed with obsession.

The young Yan Hanzhou hugged his head unbearably, wishing he could grab the ground with his head.

But in the end he still made a plop and jumped into the Lingquan pool. With his powerful thoughts and the powerful calming effect of the millennium Lingquan, he forcibly calmed down the surging Qi and blood.

"So... Jun Jiuyou and I are really the same person..."

The young man muttered to himself absent-mindedly.

He inherited everything Jun Jiuyou had.

Including memory, emotion, mana.

The boy's scars from being struck by the thunder calamity healed without medicine at this moment, and even Yan Hanzhou faintly felt that because of the fusion of Jun Jiuyou's soul, he was directly promoted from the late Yuanying stage to the stage of transforming gods.

He didn't even survive the thunder tribulation.

Because, Jun Jiuyou has already survived the catastrophe.

Now that their hearts and souls are compatible, Tiandao naturally regards him as Jun Jiuyou by default.

……

Yan Hanzhou stretched out his hands in disbelief, feeling the infinite spiritual power and demon energy in the eight meridians at this moment. He had never felt that his body was so brisk, and even his magic power was unbelievably strong.

In the dark, Yan Hanzhou had a premonition that his current cultivation might be even stronger than his master who had just experienced the God Transformation Thunder Tribulation!
(End of this chapter)