The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 599 Sick disciples don’t blacken (3) 2200+ words

  Yan Hanzhou originally thought that Su Qinghuan’s sizing look would change his attitude today, but he didn’t expect that he would be a whip on the face!

   "hiss——"

  The young man let out a depressive cry, and a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth!

  If he hadn't exhausted the last few minutes of his body, I'm afraid he would have rolled down the steps of the Shangqing Hall long ago!

  ……

  The young Dao Xiu, who was kneeling and sitting on both sides of Yan Hanzhou, was even more shocked. Zhong Linger, who was wearing a pink shirt, burst into tears.

  "Master! How can you continue to beat the younger brother! He has been beaten by you to vomit blood! Don’t you feel bad? Oh!"

  "Master! I beg you! Junior Brother Yan, he really knows that he is wrong!"

  The young man couldn't listen to the brothers and sisters' begging for mercy at this moment. He pinched his palms firmly into his palms, feeling that the whole person seemed to be thrown into the ice and snow, and his teeth rattled with cold.

  ……

  While Su Qinghuan patrolled the three people present, she had already spelled out the full name of the hard-failed junior from the words of these people.

  The little fox had a cold face, and his expression was as cold as snow in the middle of winter, almost frostbiting people.

   "Yan Hanzhou, your sect Xiaobi loses first, and after the Cangdan Pavilion steals the elixir, he loses all the face of my Liulifeng."

   "Today I did not expel you from the teacher's door, it is already a net open side!"

  The female sister in white has a cold and arrogant voice, the young man’s head is lowered, and there is no expression.

  Master will expel him from the teacher’s door?

Ah……

   But from start to finish, apart from being able to call Liuli Xianzun a master, how has he ever been a master and apprentice with Su Qinghuan?

  She never even pointed him from beginning to end!

  What is the difference between the status of master and apprentice, whether it is necessary or not!

  ……

  Zhong Ling'er and Liu Haoran did not expect that Su Qinghuan would be so cruel and cruel in dealing with the younger brother, they would not give up.

   "Master, woo woo woo, please, we will take care of the younger brothers in the future!"

  Su Qinghuan saw the brothers and sisters begging so much, but the wounded young man remained silent, and couldn't help but look at this Yan Hanzhou a little bit higher in his heart.

  ——The young, but a tough one.

  I don’t know how such a beautiful boy made the original owner so unhappy.

  Su Qinghuan sighed inwardly.

  And System 233 couldn't help but complain.

   "Host, don't you also come up as a whip? How can you be qualified to speak of others?"

"Hey, can my whip be the same as the original owner? I just checked it with my spiritual sense. This young man named Yan Hanzhou seems to have two powerful forces tearing at him. If I don't use the whip to beat his blood , I'm afraid he will be in danger today."

   "So host, are you doing good deeds without leaving a name? I'm afraid it will make others misunderstand you for being cruel."

  Su Qinghuan is triumphant.

   "Ah, who made Ben Diji keep a low profile? It's called graciousness and hopelessness, what a great spirit, you don't understand it!"

  "……"

  System 233 was speechless at once.

  Such a hostile host, whoever wants it, wants it.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan had a cold face, completely expressionless. At this moment, she was complaining to System 233, and it was impossible for people to see how turbulent her heart was.

  Cough, maybe this is the feeling of pretending to be like the wind and often accompanying me?

  It's pretty cool.

  The white whip held in Su Qinghuan's hand was full of inner play, but his expression was extremely indifferent and looked around the three closed disciples present.

   "None of you should excuse this insurgent! If anyone intercedes again, he will taste the power of the deity's whip!"

  Speaking, she shook the white long whip in her hand. The whip showed a gorgeous color because it had sucked the blood of the young man, and it looked a little bit oozing.

  "Master——"

  "Master!!!"

  Two wailing sounds were made by Zhong Ling'er and Liu Haoran, but they had no choice but to shut up facing Su Qinghuan's cold face.

  Yan Hanzhou lowered his face, never saying a word.

  ……

  This stubborn bone is really hard!

  Su Qinghuan gave a twitch in her heart, and she turned slightly, her flamboyant white robe had no wind, which made her immortal and ethereal and picturesque.

   "Yan Hanzhou, are you convicted?"

   "The disciple is convicted."

  Yan Hanzhou nodded slowly, his voice hoarse like rubbed sandpaper.

  Su Qinghuan nodded noble and coldly.

  She pondered the original master’s personality, and again warned the two disciples.

   "No one is allowed to give medicine to Yan Hanzhou. If it violates, don't say it is from Liulifeng."

   "I need to clean up as a teacher, go down."

  Su Qinghuan raised his hand, looking like they could not discuss, Zhong Linger and Liu Haoran looked at each other bitterly, but they could only agree with tears.

  Otherwise, what can we do?

  Is it true that you have rebelled against the master and been expelled from the teacher?

  ……

   Soon, the gate of Shangqing Palace was closed.

  Zhong Ling'er gazed at Yan Hanzhou, who was covered in blood, with tears, feeling that Master was so cruel for the first time.

  She knew that Master would not wait to see Yan Hanzhou, but today’s approach is too much!

  Zhong Ling'er wanted to speak but stopped looking at Yan Hanzhou, trying his best to comfort him.

  "Little Junior Brother, Master is only now in anger. Your spiritual roots are now damaged. I'm afraid that the sword is very difficult. Brother and I will **** you to the handyman's office."

  Yes, unlike Zhong Linger and Liu Haoran, the two closed disciples who can live in the quiet room on the top of the mountain, Yan Hanzhou is at least the last closed disciple of Liuli Xianzun, but he lives with the handyman disciple!

  At the beginning, Liuli Xianzun said it well, saying that Yan Hanzhou was a young genius, and he was still a Lei Linggen without a single, but he was afraid of being too arrogant.

  In addition, his parents have both died, and he is very hostile. If he starts off, he will be treated as the top level, I am afraid it will disturb the xinxing and damage the practice.

   Put him in the handyman's office and clean up with the outer disciples, which can frustrate his spirit and temper his will.

  At the beginning of the clock Linger still feels a bit reasonable.

   But thinking back to this day, I am afraid that all this is just an excuse for the master not to wait to see the younger brother.

  But Zhong Ling'er really couldn't figure it out. Looking at the entire Qingyun Sect, only the master and the younger brother are unique and rare roots, but the master is Bing Linggen, and the younger brother is Lei Linggen.

  In the face of such a talented disciple who is hard to find in the world, doesn’t it mean that the respected master does not value it?

  Why do she prefer to pamper her and the big brother in Shuanglinggen?

  ……

  Zhong Ling'er couldn't understand these questions, and Yan Hanzhou didn't understand.

  But Yan Hanzhou knew very well that Master had always loathed him. From the first day he went up the mountain, he could not forget Liuli Xianzun's look at that time as if he was looking at filth.

  Yan Hanzhou thought at the time that it was because Master loved Jie so much that he, who had just been fished out of the dead, would contaminate her white clothes, so he was disliked by Xianzun.

  Later, Yan Hanzhou tried his best to appear cleanly, but it was still useless.

  The only thing he can't figure out is, since the respected Master hates him so much, why save him from the pile of dead people, or even put him under the door, without asking? !

  ……

  Thinking about those old things, the young man's palm tightened even more.

  He staggered to his feet, old wounds added to his body, but his entire back was still struggling to straighten up.

  "Senior Sister, Senior Brother, you don’t have to say any more, Master doesn’t like your contact with me, I just go down the mountain myself."

"But--"

  As a big brother, Liu Haoran was hesitant to speak, his expression was very unbearable.

  But he knew how proud Yan Hanzhou was in his bones, and in the end he stopped the junior sister and let the young man walk down the mountain alone.

  ……

  On the long stone steps, the young man's lonely and thin back gradually disappeared in the corner, reflecting the sunset, infinitely desolate.

  (End of this chapter)