The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 370 Xianjun kills his wife to prove the way (27)

   When the original owner admired Jun Wuchen, this man planted sycamore trees all over Taiqingzong Mountain for her, and went to the South China Sea to fetch water from the Bulao Spring to make alchemy.

  —This style of school seemed really deep and meaningful at the time.

  But no one would have thought that Jun Wuchen did this just to show his love for Su Qinghuan.

  Even if the original owner is pierced by a sword by him, who can think of the murderer behind the scenes, it turned out to be this white-robed Jun Wuchen?

  ...

  When everyone heard the cold female voice, they couldn't help but look back at the sky.

  I don’t know when, a female nun wearing a blue and white robes with high hair on her temples appeared in mid-air.

  How to describe her face?

  Autumn water is a **** jade and bone, which shocked the world at a glance.

  Mingming's lips are red like cinnabar, and her eyes are like peach blossoms, but in her body, you don't see the tenderness that should belong to a woman. Instead, you feel like a nine-day goddess, so cold and not profane.

  Such beauty is already beyond the skin.

   is more concerned with the sense of peerless dust that exudes between the eyebrows and eyes.

  ...

  Everyone stared at the fluttering woman in the sky, and it took a long time to realize the identity of the person!

   "Oh my God, it's Senior Sister Qinghuan!"

   "Senior Sister Qinghuan is still alive!"

   "Welcome Sister Qinghuan back to the sect!"

   "Sister Qinghuan, oooooooo, we all thought you were dead, but God had eyes!"

  The outer disciple of Wanjianzong who took the lead has always regarded Su Qinghuan as an idol. Seeing the idol's resurrection at this moment, he was so moved that his nose and tears were so touched that the monk’s face was lost.

  Su Qinghuan smiled and nodded at them. She floated down from the sky, like a dragonfly, and gracefully landed beside Zhenjun Xinghe and Fairy Fuyi.

   "Father, mother."

   True Monarch Xinghe showed an excited and dazed expression in his eyes.

  As a monk close to the late Yuan Ying, he naturally clearly distinguished the breath of the Yuan Ying from his daughter at this moment.

  I didn’t expect to see her in just over 20 years. Not only did her daughter not die, she also surpassed this long period of catastrophe, even surpassed the golden core, and successfully promoted to the Yuan Ying class!

  Fairy Fuyu, as a female cultivator, is a little more sensitive than a male cultivator. At this moment, seeing Su Qinghuan, she even burst into tears.

  She couldn't care about anything, she stretched out her hand directly, took Su Qinghuan in her arms, two lines of clear tears dripped directly on Su Qinghuan's collar.

   "My daughter... OK, OK, OK, just come back..."

  Su Qinghuan was a little overwhelmed by being held by Fairy Fuyu, but she was actually not used to being intimately contacted by strangers.

  But perhaps because he had accepted all the memories of the original owner, Su Qinghuan did not feel very resisted. Instead, there was a feeling of tired birds returning to the forest and young birds returning to their nests.

  She tentatively stretched out her hand and hugged Fairy Fuhua back.

   "Mother... is her daughter's filial piety. In fact, I have always been there, but I have no face to come to see you."

  The reason for the lack of face is also very simple.

  At that time, her golden core was full of cracks. If she hadn't succeeded in absorbing nutrients from the spiritual spring under the cliff, she would have degraded to the foundation-building stage, and how could she achieve the great cause of Yuan Ying.

  So I can only say that God is still polite to her, leaving her a ray of life.

  Fairy Fuyi’s face was full of tears, she stretched out her Xiubai hand, caressing Su Qinghuan’s cheek with love.

  She is convinced that this is her daughter.

  Rather than pretending to be a monster.

  This intimate feeling is so familiar.

  Also, Su Qinghuan did not have any evil spirits outside of the evil spirits.

  If he was really a monk who had returned home, how could he have such clean eyes?

  Fairy Fuyi hugged Su Qinghuan with infinite affection. Except for Su Qinghuan who liked to hold her daughter when she was young, she was not used to this kind of intimate contact when she was a little older.

  But at this moment, I really can’t bear to let go of my daughter’s hand.

  Only in such a close hug, she can feel that her daughter has really come back, back to her and her husband.

   all say that the way of heaven is ruthless, and the road to practice is long, and it shouldn’t be taken too seriously.

   But Fairy Fuyu felt that Xiuxian was originally for the sake of longevity.

  If the person you like can’t be with you, and it’s just turned into a cold training machine, what's the point even if it can live another tens of thousands of years?

  The quality of life is not only determined by length.

   "After you come back, you are not allowed to leave."

  True Monarch Xinghe is a man. Although he is very happy for the return of his beloved daughter in his heart, he is used to the role of a strict father. At this moment, looking at Su Qinghuan, he only slightly nods.

  Only the mist of tears in Shuang Junxiu’s eyes revealed the tenderness of being a father.

   "Father, mother, and daughters are not going to leave Wan Jianzong anymore."

  Su Qinghuan nodded at Zhenjun Xinghe and Fairy Fuyu.

  What she said was not a lie.

  Wait until Jun Wuchen is a scumbag.

  Her only need is to make up for the original owner’s regret for her parents.

  The parents of the original owner were originally talents of Tianzong, and a couple of gods and goddesses, but for a daughter's substitute, they died in vain under the thunder robbery.

   Why is it unfair?

  Because their family of three is a few supporting characters in "Master Bingshan's Carefree Liver", should they deserve such a cannon fodder fate?

  If shameless people like Jun Wuchen and Luo Xun'er can also ascend across the boundary, then Su Qinghuan really feels the unfair destiny for the thousands of monks in the Canglan Continent.

  ...

  The moment when relatives meet, it should be incredibly warm.

  However, Jun Wuchen and Luo Xun'er looked at Su Qinghuan’s face, but felt a chill coming out of the soles of their feet.

   Especially Luo Xun'er, she has just entered the ranks of foundation building.

  At first, Luo Xun'er didn't think she was too bad.

  She was originally the qualification of Sanlinggen, so what if she is a little slower than others in her practice?

  She still has such a beautiful skin with a beautiful face and a moonlike appearance. When the world sees her, who doesn’t say that she is as beautiful as Luoshen?

   However, when she saw Su Qinghuan, Luo Xun'er understood what is the difference between a substitute and the principal.

  It is clear that her face is at least seven or eight points similar to Su Qinghuan, but the disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect just now obviously did not dare to look directly at Su Qinghuan's face.

  The kind of unattainable temperament.

  There is also a breath that clearly belongs to the cultivator of Yuan Ying, which is really too crushing.

  ...

  Since Yu is born, He Shengliang?

  Luo Xun'er really hated him. Since Su Qinghuan was killed by the master, why didn’t he go into reincarnation well and have to make a comeback?

  Master accepted her as a disciple, originally for the purpose of cultivating the ruthless Tao, but now that the Lord has returned, will he still choose her to be a Taoist companion?

  "Master..."

   Luo Xun'er's aggrieved call suddenly broke the warm atmosphere of recognizing relatives.

  (End of this chapter)