The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 608: Don’t Be Black (12)

The water mist filled the Lingquan, and some water droplets dripped along the woman's jade white Taoist robe. In a trance, the water droplets seemed to infuse the woman's light and gentle fragrance.

The fragrance is obviously not strong, but it is very refreshing, permeating in the air, as hazy as a dream, and as ethereal as the moonlight.

If the disciple in this spiritual spring today was not Yan Hanzhou, but any disciple in Liuli Peak who admired Su Qinghuan, he would feel as if he was beating a drum after smelling the fragrance and looking at that beautiful face. Flattered.

……

It's a pity that the person here is Yan Hanzhou who hates Su Qinghuan the most.

The young man's hand under Lingquan was tightly clenched, his eyes were as dark as the dark night, and there was a gloom so thick that it couldn't be melted away.

He actually mistook this snake and scorpion fairy for his mother!

How ridiculous!

——Obviously, he is very familiar with the fragrance of the Jade Flower on this Liuli Immortal Venerable!
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His "good master" looks bright and clean, but in fact he is not only inferior in character, but also a hypocritical person who likes to eat flowers and drink dew.

Immortal cultivators can fast when they reach the foundation establishment, and even if they really want to feast, at most they can eat spirit flowers and fruits occasionally, just to satisfy their appetite.

But Su Qinghuan was completely different, relying on her status as the master of the peak, she acted recklessly.

She drinks the dew from the thousand-year-old Yuyan tree on the top of Liuli Peak every day.

This flower dew is very difficult to prepare, so people must be sent to pick the dew from the freshest leaves of the Yuyan tree before the sun rises, mix the petals and mash them, and blend them into fine wine.

Doing such an errand for the Immortal Venerable for a day or two may feel that it is not bad to make Su Qing laugh.

But if you are allowed to do this every day, and the immortal who tastes this Jade Flower Dew is used to it, and will not give you a good face at all, do you still think it is a good job?
Moreover, the thousand-year-old Jade Face Tree is extremely tall and grows among the cliffs. For disciples who are not proficient in controlling swords, they may easily fall to pieces.

Even if nothing goes wrong, there is no benefit to waking up so early every day. Who wouldn't want to be lazy?

At first, the handyman disciples of Liuli Peak took turns doing this drudgery, but because Su Qinghuan really didn't want to see Yan Hanzhou, over time, those handyman disciples no longer respected this master's close disciple.

Straightforwardly, he put all the drudgery of picking jade face flower dew on Yan Hanzhou's head.

And can Yan Hanzhou resist?

It wasn't that he hadn't thought of resisting before.

But if he went to complain, others would think that his apprentice was not sincere enough to his master.

What's more, Su Qinghuan didn't want to see him very much, and she was afraid that if she knew about this, she would put all the drudgery on Liuli Peak on him again.

Yan Hanzhou has long been used to this kind of overt and covert bullying.

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Smelling the very fresh fragrance of Yuyanhua, and seeing Su Qinghuan's indifferent and calm face, the disgust in Yan Hanzhou's heart became more and more intense.

——How can this femme fatale be worthy of being compared with his mother!

When Yan Hanzhou's parents committed suicide in front of the righteous way, Yan Hanzhou was only six or seven years old. At that time, he was still ignorant and didn't understand the horror of death.

Yan Hanzhou didn't even know why his parents had to die, but he always remembered how kind and gentle they were to him before they were alive.

Even though the faces of his parents are blurred and can no longer be fully remembered, the feeling of being held in the palm of his hand is the only bright spot in Yan Hanzhou's bleak life.

He used to think that the white-clothed fairy in front of him saved him, maybe after he lost his parents, he would still be loved by his master. The ridiculous thing is, such kindness is hard to come by in this life.

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"Why haven't you spoken?"

Su Qinghuan saw that Yan Hanzhou was silent all the time, but his underwater palm clenched into a fist, showing that his heart was not peaceful.

The female cultivator in white opened her lips flatly, with no expression on her face.

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And the young man lowered his eyes, hiding the raging hatred in it.

Also replied lightly.

"Tu'er was just surprised."

"Surprised at what?"

"Surprised that Master would come to see me."

The young man who kept his head down suddenly raised his eyes, and he looked straight at Su Qinghuan.

Those pair of unparalleled peach blossom eyes are very attractive, but there is no warmth in them, like a sea with endless reefs hidden, shockingly dangerous.

"Master is really in a good mood tonight. I didn't expect you to come to the humble house. This is a major event that has never happened in the past ten years. Should I feel flattered, or should I feel extremely honored?"

"It's a pity that Han Zhou was unable to meet Master in person when he was injured and passed out. It's a pity."

Why does this sound so ironic?
Especially looking at the young man's peach blossom eyes that couldn't see any light in, Su Qinghuan felt even more terrified.

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The female nun in white twitched her lips imperceptibly. She wanted to explain that it was a misunderstanding, but felt that the explanation seemed too hypocritical.

After all, what Yan Hanzhou said was true.

So, Su Qinghuan simply looked at the young man's eyelashes without blinking, her expression was cold, and the arrogance and indifference that belonged to the Nascent Soul Immortal Venerable were fully revealed in her words.

"Yan Hanzhou, are you questioning the intention of the deity to visit you? Or are you blaming the deity for being too ruthless to you in the past?"

Hey, it's obvious that I was wrong, but I still want to pre-emptively throw the blame, Su Qinghuan feels this kind of feeling...

Inexplicable... how cool?

No wonder so many people in this world would rather bear the burden of the world than be a selfish villain.

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The coercion belonging to the Yuanying Immortal Venerable radiated in the air. Yan Hanzhou's alchemy was already injured. Although he had been soaked in this spiritual spring for half an hour at the moment, he still couldn't bear the strong and invisible pressure.

The young man's deep peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he lowered his head slowly, hiding the hostility in those eyes that almost wanted to choose someone.

"Master was joking, this disciple dare not speculate on what he wants."

"It's just that I don't know why the master refused to give medicine for several days, but today he suddenly brought me to this spiritual spring to heal his wounds."

This spiritual spring is extremely rare, almost gathering the top aura from the entire Liuli Peak and even the Qingyun Sect. As the master of the peak, the Liuli Immortal Venerable has always loved cleanliness and would not let others come here to soak it.

Even though Su Qinghuan loved the closed disciples Liu Haoran and Zhong Linger so much, even the two of them couldn't enter the master's cave at all, let alone recuperate in this spiritual spring.

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Faced with Su Qinghuan's unusual kindness, Yan Hanzhou didn't feel flattered, but rather disgusted and disgusted.

Who would be so contemptuous to be tempted by an enemy's little charity?

Aren't the scars all over his body thanks to the good master in front of him? !
(End of this chapter)