The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 1681 The Humble Furnace of the Noble Immortal Monarch (29)

Although Su Qinghuan did not use spiritual power to exert pressure, but at this moment Su Qinghuan pressed his chin with a spiritual fan, the handsome first disciple of the Huanxi Sect immediately regretted why he had just said something to tease the master and apprentice.

If this old woman really fell in love with her and became her male favourite, her fate would be too miserable.

The disciples of their Huanxi sect really love male-female love, but it doesn't mean that their eyes are so cold and unscrupulous!
The young male cultivator in red became the first disciple of the Huanxi Sect, but he still hasn't broken the body of Yuanyang. When cultivating, you can also absorb more spiritual energy.

As for Su Qinghuan, as the lord of Tianming Sect, she is indeed highly cultivated, but her face is too embarrassing, she can be regarded as the last in the entire cultivation world, even if she wants to hug her thigh, he can't say it nah!
As the red-clothed male cultivator thought about it, a few drops of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.

"Sect Master Su loves you. The junior is just like a willow tree, and he is also careless in doing things. I am afraid that if you are not careful, you will offend the suzerain. How can you serve by the side of the immortal?"

"Oh, so you don't want to?"

The little fox hooked the corners of his lips with a smile, and deliberately lifted the young man's handsome cheeks a little bit, forcing him to look at him.

If it's the real appearance of the little fox's shell, at such a close distance, even a hundred steel refiners can turn it into soft fingers.

But now, with this strange face with crooked nose and slanted mouth, it's because of his strong heart that he didn't scare the other party to death.

……

The two are so close that they almost smell each other.

Big drops of sweat dripped from the forehead of the young first disciple, he regretted that he didn't discipline the juniors and sisters in the sect just now, no, it would be too miserable if he, the senior brother, was dedicated to an old witch !

"Junior...it's not that this junior doesn't want to, it's just...it's just that this junior already has his own heart..."

"I don't know who Fang Jia is, then I will make it right."

Su Qinghuan became addicted to playing the withdrawn old hag who robs a man of the people. Seeing the other party's flushed cheeks and bewildered look, she felt more teasing in her heart.

When the first disciple saw that Su Qinghuan insisted on pulling the red line, his vision went dark, he gritted his teeth, and pointed at Su Xiaoyu beside Su Qinghuan from a distance.

"Immortal Venerable, don't be surprised, this junior fell in love with your eldest disciple, Junior Sister Xiaoyu, but I don't know what Junior Sister Xiaoyu thinks?"

As he spoke, the red-clothed male cultivator immediately knelt down.

He almost had the urge to burst into tears, if he knew that he would lose his face, he wouldn't come if he was killed!

I just hope that this Su Xiaoyu is really like what she said, serving the master wholeheartedly and never caring about the marriage of men and women.

……

And Su Xiaoyu was also stunned when she heard the words, she jumped in anger.

"Hey, my master is willing to look at you highly. It is your blessing to let you be a servant. I want to serve my master but I am still unwilling. You dare to say that you have taken a fancy to me. I think you are a brain." It's flooded."

The red-clothed male cultivator immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly begged Su Qinghuan.

"Sister Xiaoyu's appearance is because she doesn't want to practice with her disciples, and she hopes that the immortal can let the younger generation go."

"It's not a good thing to deceive me at will. Are you sure you really like my closed-door lover?"

The little fox stood up indifferently, she put away the streamer feather fan, and the black clothes set off her whole body to be air-conditioned, with an inexplicable sense of power.

If the people who participated in the hairpin event were not wearing the most common white and blue Taoist robes of the Zhengdao sect, they were like the people of the Huanxi sect, wearing red, willow and green colors that young people like most.

Su Qinghuan, who was dressed in black, stood among them, even if he didn't let go of his coercion, he looked extremely chilling, and he was completely different from ordinary monks.

……

The young red-clothed male cultivator turned pale in an instant. He was just trying to fool the past. He was only at the early stage of Golden Core cultivation. Vengeance? !

"The younger generation was obsessed with ghosts for a while. The younger generation was indeed afraid of becoming the emperor's servant, so he lied. The younger generation begged the immortal to forgive him!"

As he said that, the handsome-looking male cultivator in red knelt down on the ground, grabbing the ground with his head, as if Su Qinghuan would kowtow continuously without forgiveness.

Seeing that he finally told the truth, Su Qinghuan nodded her head.

"Get up, I'm not that unkind person, since you don't want to serve me, just say it."

that's it? !

Everyone looked at the little fox in disbelief, they thought that the little fox would get angry, but they saw that the little fox had taken Su Xiaoyu back to the imperial concubine's couch as if nothing had happened.

Those disciples of the Huanxi Sect were a little apprehensive.

"Brother, are you alright?"

"Eldest brother, I'm sorry, we shouldn't be talking nonsense, and this is causing trouble."

"Do you think Su Zongzhu really let go of this layer of grievances? She won't take personal revenge in the future, right?"

"No... no way? Eldest brother, what shall we do then?"

As the first disciple of Huanxi Sect, the red-clothed male cultivator wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a wry smile.

"Stop talking nonsense, if Sect Master Su really wants to find fault, why wait until the coming day? I shouldn't have lied to the Immortal Venerable, and everyone should be cautious in their words and deeds in the future."

As he said that, the male cultivator in red looked anxiously at the seat next to him, only to see the little fox half leaning on the imperial couch, and Su Xiaoyu serving her wholeheartedly beside her, peeling grapes and delivering spirit tea. Also full of admiration and admiration.

Reminiscent of what Su Xiaoyu said earlier that he only wanted to be by Su Qinghuan's side, the man in red was shocked.

——If Su Zongzhu is not the kind of master who is not jealous of men and women, then she just invited him to serve, maybe she is trying to trick him into being a husband?
……

Just when the red-clothed male cultivator felt chilly, the little fox who was concentrating on eating grapes suddenly looked away and winked at him.

The red-clothed male cultivator's heart beat like thunder, not because he was tempted, but because he was frightened.

Can't see me, can't see me.

……

The little fox pouted when he saw the red-clothed male cultivator being teased so casually.

"Tong'er, thanks to the fact that the other party is still a monk of the Huanxi Sect, it's too tempting to flirt."

"Host, are you sure you are teasing and not scaring? If you have the ability to change into a beautiful skin, believe it or not, the other party will rush over crying and shouting, not to mention being your servant, even if you are a stove."

"...I believe it, but that would be meaningless."

Just as the little fox was joking with System 233, he suddenly saw a stream of light appearing in the distance, and a disciple of Xuanqingzong spoke loudly.

"Canglan Peak Ruoxu Immortal Venerable has arrived!"

Everyone present was stunned.

There are quite a few handsome female cultivators who couldn't help stretching their necks and looking at the streamer in the sky——

(End of this chapter)