The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 608 Sick disciples don’t blacken (12)

The mist in the    Lingquan was filled with water, and water droplets dripped down the woman's jade white robe, in a trance, the water droplets also seemed to infiltrate the gentle fragrance of the woman's body.

  The scent is obviously not strong, but it is very refreshing, diffuse in the air, hazy like a dream, and misty like a moonlight.

If the disciple in this spiritual spring today is not Yan Hanzhou, but any disciple in Liuli Peak who admires Su Qinghuan, I am afraid that after sniffing the fragrance and looking at that beautiful face, my heart would be like a drum. Flattered.

  ……

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

  The hand under the young Lingquan was tightly grasped, his eyes were dark as dark as the dark ink, and a gloomy that was too thick to dissolve.

  He actually mistaken this snake and scorpion fairy as his mother!

  How ridiculous!

  —He could not be more familiar with the fragrance of the jade face flower on this Liuli Xianzun!

  ……

  He is a "good master" looking at Guangfeng Jiyue with a clean appearance, but in fact, he is not only inferior in character, but also a hypocritical person who likes food and drink.

  The immortal cultivator can live up to the foundation, even if he really wants to have a feast, at most, he will eat the spirit flower and spirit fruit occasionally to satisfy his appetite.

   But Su Qinghuan was completely different, relying on his identity as the lord of the peak, he was very reckless and reckless.

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

  It’s rare to make this floral dew. You must send someone to pick up the dew from the freshest leaves of the Yuyan branches before the sun rises, mix the petals, mash them, and blend them into a great wine.

  Doing such an errand for Xianzun, and doing it for a day or two may feel that it is good to have a happy smile.

  But if you are allowed to do this every day, and the fairy who tastes this jade face flower dew is accustomed to it, and will not give you a good face, do you still think this is a good job?

  Moreover, the thousand-year-old Yuyan tree was born extremely tall, growing between the cliffs. For disciples who are not skilled at swordsmanship, they may easily fall to pieces.

  Even if there is nothing wrong with getting up so early every day, there will be no benefits. Who doesn’t want to be lazy?

  In the beginning, Liulifeng’s handyman disciples took turns to do this drudgery, but because Su Qinghuan really didn’t want to see Yan Hanzhou, over time, those handyman disciples no longer had any respect for this master’s closed disciple.

  All the drudgery of picking jade face flower dew was directly on Yan Hanzhou's head.

  But can Yan Hanzhou resist?

  It was not that he had never thought of resisting before.

   However, if you have to appeal, others will think that his apprentice is not sincere to the master.

  What's more, Su Qinghuan didn't wait to see him at all. I was afraid that if he knew about this, he would backlog all the big and small chores up and down the Liuli Peak.

   Yan Hanzhou has long been accustomed to this kind of bullying over and under the covers.

  ……

   Smelling the very fresh fragrance of jade face flowers, seeing Su Qinghuan's cold and calm face, Yan Hanzhou's disgust deepened.

  ——How can this femmeine woman be worthy of being compared with his mother!

   Yan Hanzhou was only six or seven years old when his parents killed themselves in front of the righteous path. At that time, he was still confused and didn't understand the horror of death.

  Yan Hanzhou doesn’t even know why his parents are dying, but he still remembers that his parents treated him charitably and tenderly during his lifetime.

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

  He once thought that the immortal in white in front of him had saved himself, and maybe he could still be pampered by the master after losing his parents. The funny thing is, that kind of kindness is hard to come by in this life.

  ……

   "Why keep silent?"

  Su Qinghuan saw that Yan Hanzhou remained silent all the time, but the underwater palms were clenched into fists, which showed that her heart was not at peace.

  The woman in white dress opened her lips flatly, without any expression on her face.

  ……

  The young man lowered his eyes to hide the turbulent hatred in it.

   also responded lightly.

   "Tu'er was just surprised."

   "What surprised you?"

   "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.

  The peach blossom eyes of the incomparable color are very attractive, but there is no warmth inside, like the sea hidden in the endless reef, it is shockingly dangerous.

  "Master is really elegant tonight. I did not expect you to come to the humble house. This is a major event that has never happened in the past ten years. Should the disciple feel flattered or feel extremely honored?"

   "It's a pity that Han Zhou was injured and fainted at the time, and he couldn't greet the master in person. It's a pity."

  How does this sound so ironic?

   Especially looking at the young boy's impenetrable peach eyes, Su Qinghuan felt even more panicked.

  ……

  The woman in white pulled her lips imperceptibly. She wanted to explain that this was a misunderstanding, but she felt that the explanation seemed a little too hypocritical.

  After all, what Yan Hanzhou said is really true.

  So, Su Qinghuan also touched the young boy's eyelashes for an instant, her face was cold, and her words, the kind of arrogance and coldness that belonged to the Yuan Ying Xianzun was fully manifested.

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

  噫, I was obviously wrong, but I had to throw the pot preemptively. Su Qinghuan felt this way...

  It’s inexplicable...It’s pretty cool?

  It’s no wonder that so many people in this world would rather bear the burden of the world and be a selfish villain.

  ……

  The coercive pressure belonging to the Yuan Ying Xianzun radiated in the air, and Yan Hanzhou was already injured in the Dan Yuan. Although he had been immersed in this spiritual spring for a short time at this moment, he still couldn't bear this powerful and invisible pressure.

  The deep peach blossom eyes of the young man shrank slightly, and he slowly lowered his head to cover up the miserable spirit in his eyes that he wanted to choose people.

  "Master said and laughed, and the disciple did not dare to guess what he wanted."

   "It's just that the disciple doesn't know why Master refused to give medicine for several days, but today he suddenly brought disciple to this spiritual spring to heal his injuries."

  This eye spiritual spring is extremely rare, and it has almost gathered the top spiritual energy of the entire Liuli Peak and even the Qingyun Sect. As the master of the first peak, the Liuli Immortal has always loved Jie and will not let others come here to soak.

  Even if Su Qinghuan loves Liu Haoran and Zhong Linger's two closed disciples so much, but even the two of them can't enter Master's cave, let alone recuperate in this spiritual spring.

  ……

   Faced with Su Qinghuan’s unusual kindness, Yan Hanzhou did not feel flattered, but rather felt very disgusted and disgusted.

  Who would be so humble, tempted to give a little bit of charity to an enemy?

  There are so many scars all over his body, don’t you just worship the good master in front of him? !

  (End of this chapter)