The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 609 Sick disciples don’t blacken (13) 2200+ words

   Even if Yan Hanzhou lowered his head and did not raise his eyes at this moment, Su Qinghuan could clearly feel the hatred and hatred that Yan Hanzhou suppressed all over his body.

   Is she so inviting?

  Recalling what the original owner had done, it seemed to Yan Hanzhou that she was really a peerless scum.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan coughed slightly with a sense of guilty conscience, and tried his best to hold the arrogant aura of Yuanying Supreme.

   "Yan Hanzhou, the deity does things, you don't have to guess too much, you just need to know that everything the deity is doing now is for your good."

  Her words are completely impeccable, right? There are no loopholes at all!

  What she emphasized was everything she had done "in the future", and those she had done before, she of course refused to admit it to death.

  ……

  "Master...Is it all for my good?"

  Yan Hanzhou repeated this sentence without a smile, his face was expressionless, and his face was so handsome that he was indistinguishable from male and female, and it became more and more fascinating.

Su Qinghuan heard this and nodded without shame.

   "The deity brought you here today to heal the injury. The deity sent you to fight the Qingyun Sect's sect Xiaobi before, instead of sending Ling'er and Haoran, but alone placing high hopes on you."

  Ah, shaking the pot, she loves shaking the pot.

  No matter how ridiculous the reason is, she can make a sincere look.

  ……

   Yan Hanzhou looked at the woman's good words, but was not moved at all. The youth's eyes were as usual, but he just nodded lightly.

   "Master’s painstaking effort is because the disciple was too ignorant to understand it before."

  If it weren’t for Su Qinghuan who had been stubbornly following his treatment, how could he not even have any elixir after the spiritual root was injured, and desperately desperate, he had to go to the Tibetan Pill Pavilion to steal the medicine.

  It happened to be caught by Su Qinghuan's eyes and ears in the Qingyunzong, and he was directly wounded to death.

The horrifying white whip in Liuli Xianzun’s hand can stir up the soul with a single whip, not to mention the entire Qingyun Sect, looking at the entire Canglan Continent, who dare to say that he is not afraid?

   And he, as a closed disciple of Su Qinghuan, has received a full forty-seven whips since he started at the age of seven!

  Alive till now, maybe it's just a fate!

  ……

  Su Qinghuan’s eyes swept over Yan Hanzhou’s expressionless face, and her heart was also very depressed. How could it be so difficult to get a good impression with the future first person in Canglan Continent!

  I blamed the original owner for doing too much, and she didn’t have a shortcut to whitewashing.

  ……

Seeing that the atmosphere is getting more and more stalemate, the little fox is complaining in his heart, and the original owner is a character of cold flower, she can't directly explain to the other party, she really changed her mind and decided to be a good person, right?

  ……

  While Su Qinghuan struggled with pain, he suddenly noticed that Yan Hanzhou hadn't put on his white robe that had a hole in it since he was sober until now.

  Although Yan Hanzhou is thin and thin, he has contracted most of the hard work up and down the Liuli Peak over the years, and the boy is a master of crazy penance, so the **** texture lines are still very smooth.

  Even the mermaid line is faintly visible, but the lines of Yan Hanzhou are very beautiful, and they are not like those who are too strong, because the muscles are too strong, but they look hideous and easy to scare away the little girl.

  The little fox was busy saving people before and had no time to look at the figure of the boy.

  At this moment, seeing that Lingquan washed away a lot of blood from the young man, and continued to nourish the texture of Yan Hanzhou, Su Qinghuan witnessed Yan Hanzhou's good posture.

  ……

   "Master has been staring at me for what?"

  Yan Hanzhou spoke slowly, and suddenly saw the arrogant and cold white Shang Zun in front of him, with a suspicious pink on his ear tips.

  For a moment, Yan Hanzhou almost thought he was wrong.

  Because Su Qinghuan quickly regained her original clean and proud appearance.

  Su Qinghuan raised her hand, pursing her lips and opening her mouth with some expressionless expression.

  "The teacher is looking at your scars, Hanzhou, you get closer, and the teacher will clean up part of your wounds for you."

  "……"

The words   Hanzhou, Su Qinghuan spoke very smoothly and naturally, but the clear utterance almost shocked Yan Hanzhou.

  Because the aloof Liuli Xianzun has never called his name in such two words.

  If it is not the three characters Yan Hanzhou with the first name and the last name, it is a kind of reference to you.

   But for Zhong Linger and Liu Haoran, two apprentices who had been harvested early, Su Qinghuan had never been this attitude.

  ……

  At this moment, hearing Su Qinghuan calling himself that, Yan Hanzhou's eyes were dark, and for a while he didn't know what Su Qinghuan was thinking about.

  He wouldn’t think that the sudden intimacy of the White-clothed Immortal Venerable was really for his sake, and he was ready to reform and treat him well from now on.

  Heh, if someone hurts you for years, breaks your hands and feet, insults your hair and skin, but suddenly shows kindness one day, can you still believe that this is not a weasel giving a New Year greeting to the chicken?

  ……

   "What? Han Zhou, you don't trust to be a teacher?"

  Su Qinghuan frowned slightly, an unhappy look.

  In fact, the original body is not only skin-like, but also beautiful and unparalleled, even the voice is like the ice falling from the eaves, and it is cold and beautiful.

   Just hearing such a person call his name, Yan Hanzhou felt nauseous for no reason.

   "No, the disciple just has poor spiritual strength all over her body, and she secretly adjusted her breath for a while, which made Master misunderstood."

   Yan Hanzhou seemed to say respectfully, and then slowly walked towards Su Qinghuan.

  ……

  Yan Hanzhou's clothes are not trimmed. At this moment, the two are only an arm's distance away. Although Su Qinghuan is a master, she is after all a woman, far less tall and slender than Yan Hanzhou.

  When he clearly saw Yan Hanzhou's eight-pack abdominal muscles, Su Qinghuan was inexplicably uncomfortable.

  She didn't open her eyes slightly, the faint cherry pink glowing from the tips of her ears did not escape the deep eyelashes of the young man.

  "Master? Don't you start yet?"

   Yan Hanzhou tentatively asked questions.

  In fact, he hates such close contact more than Su Qinghuan.

  Especially looking at the expressionless beauty of the white-clothed female cultivator, he had long known that he was a very beautiful master, and it was a shame that a vicious hypocrite had such a figure and appearance.

  The young boy's eyes paused for a moment at Su Qinghuan's slender waist, which could only be wrapped in a white silk ribbon.

  Master’s waist is really thin...

  The young man thought maliciously.

  ——Not so much that this white-robed immortal is suitable for high-level teaching and preaching, I’m afraid it’s better to be held in his arms by a man and be invaded and loved as a furnace.

  ……

  The young man swept over the face of the white-clothed female Xiu imperceptibly, his eyes full of gloomy malice.

  But Su Qinghuan was unaware. She raised her hand intently and swept through Yan Hanzhou's body with a pair of soft hands. Soon, most of the teenager's scars disappeared invisible.

  Su Qinghuan concentrated on helping him heal his injuries. After spending some time doing this, Su Qinghuan felt a little weak.

   "Your whip marks are wounded by spirit weapons, which cannot be eliminated by the teacher for the time being, and you have to rely on yourself to advance the Nascent Soul to subside."

   "The disciple understands."

  Su Qinghuan nodded, feeling a little tired and wanted to make the boy retreat.

  It’s just that she had sent too much spiritual power to Yan Hanzhou in the handyman’s room before. Even though she was immersed in the spiritual spring pool at the moment, but just consumed a lot of spiritual aura, the original owner’s old wounds still occurred uncontrollably.

   "hiss..."

  Su Qinghuan snorted very painfully.

   almost unexpectedly staggered, and fell straight into Yan Hanzhou’s arms——

  (End of this chapter)