The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 619 Sick disciples don’t blacken (23)

  The sequelae of the failure of the original body to impact the transformation of God, how good it is to die, is now happening!

  Su Qinghuan was shocked, and before he could use his cultivation base to suppress the chaotic spiritual aura, he felt the tingling pain spread all over his body in a domineering manner!

  The kind of pain is as if someone is tearing your skin, and then walking along the nerve endings into the limbs, digging into the flesh and blood, splitting the soul, it is simply calling the day to not, and the earth is not working!

  ……

  What a pill!

  If you don’t come early, don’t come late, but he appears at this time when he summons Yan Hanzhou. Isn't this just for her to die? !

  Su Qinghuan cursed secretly, but he didn't want to be seen by Yan Hanzhou at all.

  Sweet beads of perspiration ooze from the front of the forehead of the White Immortal Venerable White Clothes, her hand under her cloud sleeves was tightly clenched, and her face tried her best to hold a proud and indifferent face.

  "Since you have obtained the jade slip, you should step up your cultivation. Before entering the Tianyuan secret realm at the end of the month, it will be better to strive for one point of cultivation level."

  This is the meaning of eviction order.

  Su Qinghuan believed that Yan Hanzhou, such a smart person, would not fail to understand.

  Besides, the other party's limbs were stiff even when she touched her shoulder before, presumably she didn't want to stay with her for another second.

  ……

  Unexpectedly, Yan Hanzhou looked at her with a slightly frowning eyebrow, hesitantly.

  The young man murmured in a low voice, as if he was hesitant to speak.

  "Master..."

   "Is there anything else?"

  Seeing that Yan Hanzhou did not turn around and leave, Su Qinghuan's heart trembled. Could it be that she was seen doing something strong outside?

The little fox estimated nervously, but the whole person still had that cold and innocent expression on the surface. It is hard for others to see that she has actually suffered severe pain at this moment, and even a **** smell spread from her throat. NS.

  Su Qinghuan slowly swallowed the **** water, determined not to be found in her vulnerability.

  If that person is Yan Hanzhou, especially not.

  ……

   Yan Hanzhou fixedly looked at Su Qinghuan with his eyes, he always felt that Su Qinghuan was a little weird now.

  But he couldn't tell what was weird.

  The young man has always had a deep mind. Although he didn't want to stay with Su Qinghuan for even a second, at this moment, the faint paleness between the white-clothed Immortal Zun's eyebrows was quickly captured by the sharp eyes of the young man.

  He is a "good master", did he really lose the Dan Yuan when he input aura for him some time ago?

  Otherwise, how come it looks like this... weird...

  Reminiscent of the last time Su Qinghuan did not want to be tested by him, the deep eyelashes of the young man became more and more bottomless at this moment.

  ——If Su Qinghuan can hurt Lingquan and cannot heal it, it can be seen how severe her loss is at the moment, this may be a good time for her to backlash!

  ……

  The young peach blossom eyes turned, and various cruel thoughts came up one after another in his heart, but he still spoke quietly.

  "Master, the disciple seems to have a vague sign of breaking through to the middle of the golden core. It's just that the disciple has always explored on his own in the kendo, and at most he went to the outer door to listen to the lecture, so he often didn't know the point."

  "Can Master condescend to show me the sword technique? The ninth style of the Qingyun sword move, the disciple is always incapable of swinging the sword."

  Yan Hanzhou meant to let Su Qinghuan personally perform the basic swordsmanship of the Qingyun School.

  If Su Qinghuan's spiritual power is really not working smoothly, I am afraid that even this set of swordsmanship cannot be easily practiced.

  ……

   Seeing the young boy’s look with expectation and admiration for himself, Su Qinghuan chuckled inwardly, screaming that it was not good.

   "Tong'er, Yan Hanzhou, you can see that I am stubborn, right?"

  If Yan Hanzhou really confirms the fact that she has a plausible reality, I am afraid that her life will be explained here today!

   "Well, host, unfortunately, you got it right."

  "……"

  Su Qinghuan's scalp was numb, and the bursts of pain in her heart made her feel a little unsustainable. If it were not for her heart, she would fall in front of Yan Hanzhou.

  ……

  Seeing that Su Qinghuan had not spoken, but there was a faint drip of sweat on his forehead. The young man caught a glimpse of the thin sweat with sharp eyes, his eyes were drenched, and he tentatively asked again.

  "Master, are you unwilling to give directions to Han Zhou?"

  If he hadn't been jealous of the suppression of the original body for many years, and worried that the realm gap between the two was too large, or Yan Hanzhou had directly captured Su Qinghuan's wrist at this moment, and was ready to see if Su Qinghuan's spirit was exhausted.

  …………

  Su Qinghuan was about to vomit blood at this moment, her internal breath was out of balance, and the extremely cold spiritual breath wandered through her odd meridians. Her condition was indeed very bad, but Yan Hanzhou had to embarrass her at this moment.

  The little fox pondered the character of the original body, how it was impossible to personally practice sword moves in front of Yan Hanzhou, but if he directly refused Yan Hanzhou's request, I was afraid that Yan Hanzhou would be allowed to take the view that she was seriously injured.

  ……

  Such a dilemma, she unexpectedly ran into it!

  Su Qinghuan's heart collapsed, but her face was still extremely cold and noble.

   "You personally show the ninth-style rehearsal of the Qingyun sword move to the teacher."

"……good."

  Such a compromise request made Yan Hanzhou a little surprised.

  The young man stared at Su Qinghuan’s expressions and movements almost instantly, just to see how she really was.

  But to the disappointment of the young man, although Su Qinghuan's face was a little paler, he did not show anything particularly wrong. It was completely different from the way he was so weak that he fell into his arms last time in the Lingquan Pond.

  ……

  For the sake of safety, Yan Hanzhou suppressed his idea of ​​revenge, and instead obediently bowed his hand to Su Qinghuan slightly.

   "The disciple showed his ugliness."

  As soon as the voice fell, Yan Hanzhou quickly summoned his spirit sword. He deliberately made many mistakes in order to let Su Qinghuan personally come on the court and point himself.

  The young man's body is like a zhilanyu tree, leaving a fiercely dancing figure in the air. Even if there are several wrong sword strokes, it can't lose the amazing and stunning demeanor of Yan Hanzhou.

  ……

  The white-clothed youth completed the ninth exercise of the Qingyunzong introductory sword move, and respectfully bowed to Su Qinghuan and held his fist.

   "The disciple is not good at swordsmanship, which makes Master laugh."

  Su Qinghuan squinted at the young man. Even the people in front of her were a little fuzzy. She was already in pain in her internal organs. If she hadn't relied on willpower to support her, she would have vomited blood and fainted.

  System 233 is worrying and authentic.

   "Host, are you okay? Otherwise, let's stop trying and stop Yan Hanzhou directly."

  What about being suspected?

  Now the stalls are so bad! Not so bad!

   "Tonger, let's do it."

  Speaking, Su Qinghuan walked straight to Yan Hanzhou and drew out the young man’s spirit sword.

  "I'm optimistic! I will only demonstrate it once for the teacher!"

  (End of this chapter)