The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 621: Don’t Be Black (25)

"You made the wrong effort earlier, it should be like this..."

Standing behind Yan Hanzhou, the Immortal Venerable in white clothes, his fingers, which are finer and whiter than Hetian jade, are gently gesticulating on the young man's arm at this moment.

Because of such a short distance, Yan Hanzhou felt that the faint fragrance of jade face flower became more and more intense, and the breath spread from the tip of his nose to his lungs, as if it was going to penetrate into his soul all the time.

Yan Hanzhou's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his mind was in a trance for a moment, and he almost couldn't even hold the spirit sword firmly.

Thinking that Su Qinghuan's wrist was still on his arm, Yan Hanzhou's breathing became more rapid for some reason.

……

"Hanzhou? What's the matter? Do you remember the key points that the teacher said?"

Su Qinghuan frowned and looked at him in surprise.

Knowing that this innocent-looking young man in front of her was a peerless black-bellied wolf with a big tail, even her sword moves were intentionally wrong, she still taught Yan Hanzhou carefully.

But no matter how much Yan Hanzhou hated her, he wouldn't put on such a thin lip, making it hard for him to perfunctory, right?

This is too shocking!
She is not a scourge!

……

Su Qinghuan's words were caring, but they fell into Yan Hanzhou's ears, making the young man very uncomfortable.

He subconsciously broke away from Su Qinghuan's hand, and nodded a little anxiously.

For a moment, she didn't even dare to meet Su Qinghuan's eyes.

"Well, I see."

Because the young man lowered his head, he was easily attracted by the slightly raised plain hand of the white-clothed immortal.

A gust of wind blew away Su Qinghuan's robe, blowing away a corner of the cloud sleeve.

The red mole under the right wrist of the white-clothed fairy landed on the white-clothed fairy who seemed to be made of ice, which seemed to be only black and white. It was a silent charm and bewitchment.

It even made him want to kiss her.

Look at that red mole, is it like this woman's expression, which can only make people feel endlessly cold.

……

No, how could I have such a terrible thought?

He just... wanted to kiss her?

Yan Hanzhou froze all over, his eyes were extremely inconceivable.

Although I felt before my youth that the woman in front of me, compared to being a high-ranking immortal who preaches and teaches karma, it is better to be a furnace that is held in the arms of a man and wantonly invaded.

But at that time Yan Hanzhou was nothing more than malicious speculation.

But when his eyes were unconsciously attracted by Su Qinghuan's skin, Yan Hanzhou almost thought for a moment that this woman cast some kind of spell on him.

Obviously a few days ago, he still felt that the other party was so vicious, no matter how good his appearance was, his appearance was so odious to the dust.

……

Seeing the boy's pale face and his indescribably weird expression, Su Qinghuan couldn't help frowning even more.

"Did you really understand? Why don't you demonstrate it again?"

"..."

Yan Hanzhou nodded absent-mindedly. Where is he in the mood to practice swordsmanship at the moment, he subconsciously wants to escape from this glazed mountain.

The boy quickly held the sword and made a demonstration action.

But maybe because he really didn't pay attention to the sword practice, he subconsciously made a wrong move this time.

By the time he reacted, Yan Hanzhou had already pursed his thin lips tightly.

His thoughts fluttered for a while, and he clasped his fists extremely anxiously.

"It's the disciple who is ignorant and made a wrong sword move again."

"This time it's better than last time."

Su Qinghuan nodded at Yan Hanzhou. She could see that the young man was uncomfortable. Although she didn't know why Yan Hanzhou's anxiety arose, she didn't intend to continue teaching Yan Hanzhou sword skills in person.

After all, it's a thankless job at all.

She can't protect herself now!
……

Seeing Su Qinghuan approaching, Yan Hanzhou's eyelids twitched, subconsciously thinking that Su Qinghuan was going to come over and hold his wrist again to point out his sword moves.

Unexpectedly, when the white clothed immortal was still half a step away from him, he stopped suddenly.

At that moment, Yan Hanzhou's eyes dimmed, and he couldn't even tell whether he was lucky or disappointed.

"Master? Is there something else? If there is nothing... the disciple will go down the mountain and practice hard."

Yan Hanzhou took the initiative to say his resignation, and now his heart is in a mess.

For a moment, he didn't know where his previous wild thoughts came from. When the young man lowered his head, he even deliberately changed the angle of his gaze, deliberately avoiding the red mole on Su Qinghuan's wrist, so as not to disturb his mind.

……

Seeing Yan Hanzhou voluntarily resigning, Su Qinghuan felt relieved.

She persisted for a long time, and soon lost her strength and could not persist.

But when he saw the young man turn around, Su Qinghuan thought for two seconds, and called him softly.

"Hold on."

"...Master...do you have any orders?"

Yan Hanzhou turned around hesitantly, his mind was in a mess at the moment, and his eyes were not as dark and aggressive as before.

"This jade slip is the teacher's painstaking efforts in the way of kendo over the years, and it still has the true meaning of the way of kendo attached to him. Please take it and read it carefully. It may be of some help to your practice in the way of kendo."

As Su Qinghuan said, he handed the jade slip into Yan Hanzhou's palm without refusal.

Bai Shengxue's hands were white, and the shiny fingertips inadvertently slid across the palm of the young man. Yan Hanzhou only felt that the palm of his hand was scalded by sparks.

His body was slightly stiff, his thin lips moved for a moment, before he could speak, Su Qinghuan had disappeared from his sight in the blink of an eye.

Even the door of the Shangqing Palace was suddenly closed.

Only a faint sound transmission of spiritual consciousness remained in the air.

"The deity is exhausted, I hope you will not disappoint the teacher."

……

Don't... let her down?

Yan Hanzhou held the jade slip in a daze. Even if he didn't use his spiritual sense to enter the jade slip, he could still feel the extraordinaryness of the jade slip, and the faint sword energy.

It can be seen that the swordsmanship in this jade slip is not extraordinary.

In addition, it is also attached with the experience of a Nascent Soul who has practiced swords for a hundred years, so it must be extremely precious and coveted by everyone.

……

If Su Qinghuan brought it out on purpose, it would make Yan Hanzhou a little more suspicious, but today he asked Su Qinghuan for swordsmanship, which was clearly a temporary idea on his mind.

Will there be such a coincidence?

Did Su Qinghuan deliberately dig a hole, intending to give him the wrong sword formula and make him go mad?

This probability is so low that even Yan Hanzhou, who has always hated Su Qinghuan to the bone, can't convince himself.

……

Master, so this time, what are you going to do?

Thinking back to Su Qinghuan's series of abnormal behaviors in the past few days, the young man's dark eyes deepened and deepened.

If she had ulterior motives and schemes, Yan Hanzhou would not be surprised at all, he had already thought of a way of revenge.

But if this woman, is she really ready to change her past?

Should he trust her?

……

Just as Yan Hanzhou was staring at the jade slip in a daze, suddenly a small hand snatched the jade slip from his palm.

"Wow, little brother?! Master actually gave you the Liuli Sword Art?"

(End of this chapter)