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Chapter 615: Don’t Be Black (19)

"Hao Ran, as a teacher, I vaguely remember that you have a birthmark on your chest, don't you?"

Of course this was made up by Su Qinghuan, but she really, really needs this answer!

The face of the female nun in white was still very cold and distant, but her eyes were as bright as stars, with an eagerness that I didn't understand.

……

Liu Haoran was stunned when he heard the words.

"Master, how do you know that there is a birthmark on the disciple's chest?"

Although Liu Haoran worshiped Qing Yunzong when he was young, he was already six or seven years old when Su Qinghuan accepted him as a closed disciple, and Liuli Xianzun never cares about vulgar things. She was only responsible for teaching Liu Haoran and Zhong Linger the sword Dharma practice.

As for the daily life of the disciples, they have always been managed by handymen, so it is impossible to take care of them personally, and it is even more impossible to know what birthmark Liu Haoran has on his body.

……

Did Liu Haoran really have a birthmark? !
Su Qinghuan's heart thumped violently, and she almost couldn't maintain the cold and distant expression on her face.

Is the young sword repairman in white in front of her really the one she has been looking for?
In fact, Liu Haoran was born really well, but compared to Yan Hanzhou's fairy-like appearance, he was a little inferior.

As for the fact that Liu Haoran only has dual spiritual roots, Su Qinghuan doesn't care. Anyway, if she finds her Taoist companion, even if the other person is just a mortal and cannot cultivate immortality, she will try her best to protect him and make him a longevity pill to prolong his life.

……

The little fox was turbulent in her heart, she pinched herself silently, tried her best to calm herself down, and then waved at Liu Haoran lightly.

"This matter was said by a nun who took care of you when you were still young. I have recently calculated something as a teacher, which may have a great impact on the path of cultivation as a teacher. Therefore, I want to see it for myself. Just a moment, can you?"

"……it is good."

Liu Haoran never thought that Su Qinghuan would say that.

It's just that he is no longer the six or seven-year-old child who still needs some nanny to help him take care of his daily life.

The young man in white blushed when he thought of the location of the long birthmark, but obediently tugged on his belt, trying to take off the long robe.

In Liu Haoran's world, he sees Master as the only god in the world.

He really respected her very much, and he said exactly what the other party said.

Looking at Su Qinghuan's cold and clean face, he clearly knew that Master was able to figure out some special things only because of the Nascent Soul.

Destiny is inherently mysterious. Some Yuanying powers and Huashen powers are on the way of cultivating immortals. Because the aura between heaven and earth is more compatible, they can vaguely perceive things that may happen in the future, so they will prevent them in advance, or advance them. Take other countermeasures.

Master's request is obviously very reasonable, but at this moment he thought of the difference between the two men and women, it really shouldn't be.

Immortal cultivators should have left the mundane world a long time ago, and should have cut off such associations, not to mention, this person in front of him is a master he needs to admire for the rest of his life.

Liu Haoran's ears were slightly red, and his hands were trembling slightly.

Seeing that the belt was about to be torn off, Su Qinghuan suddenly noticed the young man's discomfort.

……

Thinking that this place is still under the sky, although there will be no sudden visits on the top of Liuli Peak, even if there is, she can feel it with her divine sense, but it seems that it is really not good for her big apprentice to take off her Taoist robe outdoors. excellent.

Those who don't know, think that she, the Nascent Soul Supreme Master, has some unknown and terrible obsession with her apprentice.

Su Qinghuan suddenly felt a little embarrassed, she immediately lowered her head and coughed lightly, and looked away slightly.

"It's my teacher's negligence, Haoran, you'd better follow me into the Shangqing Hall first, it would be bad if others misunderstood you."

"..."

As soon as Su Qinghuan finished speaking, Liu Haoran woke up suddenly.

Misunderstand?

What misunderstanding?
Would other people also think that it is inappropriate for Master to ask him to do this? ...

The palms of the young man in white were slightly stiff, and he followed Su Qinghuan step by step.

But when the gate of Shangqing Palace was slowly closed, Liu Haoran only felt his heart beat faster.

But Su Qinghuan's face was still as cold as the plain snow on the eaves, and Liu Haoran suddenly began to feel ashamed with just a fleeting sweep of her clear and piercing phoenix eyes.

"Alright, Haoran, let's start."

Su Qinghuan nodded slightly, there was no abnormality on her face, and it was impossible for people to tell how turbulent her heart was.

"……Yes."

Liu Haoran picked up the belt with trembling fingers, he didn't know how to describe his face, he was a little nervous, and even his palms began to ooze a thin layer of sweat.

Soon, the solid body of the youth appeared in front of the white-clothed immortal.

Su Qinghuan silently took a few deep breaths and built herself up for a long time, but with just one glance, she almost staggered a little unsteadily.

——I saw that there was indeed a birthmark under Liu Haoran's heart, but the birthmark was light brown, and its shape was somewhat similar to an irregular triangle, anyway, it didn't match the red fox tail at all.

It would be a lie to say that you are not lost.

Su Qinghuan's heart trembled slightly, but she still tried her best to stand firm, not wanting others to see her embarrassment.

"……not him……"

It turned out not to be him.

Obviously she thought she was getting close to the truth.

The female cultivator in white murmured, her eyes, which were originally shining like stars, obviously haven't changed much, but the young sword cultivator, who was focusing on Su Qinghuan at the moment, instantly noticed the loss in Master's eyes.

"Not who?"

Liu Haoran also looked at Su Qinghuan in a daze. Although he didn't know what the fate Su Qinghuan had calculated, the young disciple still felt vaguely guilty for not being able to help the master he admired.

He gritted his teeth and knelt down suddenly.

"Master, it is the disciple who is incompetent and failed to help the master."

"..."

Su Qinghuan didn't expect that the big apprentice, the original owner, would be so stubborn.

She sighed softly, stretched out her hand with rare kindness, and helped the young man in white to his feet.

"This matter is the master's heart knot, but it has nothing to do with you, Haoran, you don't need to worry about it, get up and put on your clothes first."

After helping Liu Hao up, Su Qinghuan directly pushed the young man away.

……

As for the young sword cultivator who had already put on his Taoist robe, perhaps because he had other thoughts, he always felt extremely guilty.

But he couldn't say anything.

Seeing the young man with pursed lips and still refusing to leave while standing outside the hall, Su Qinghuan turned her head to look at him in surprise.

"Hao Ran, there is still something to do."

"Master, Master... not at all."

"Then you can summon the little junior brother over."

Su Qinghuan sat on the white jade chair in the Shangqing Hall with tired eyes, waved her hand, and closed the hall door.

(End of this chapter)