The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 630 Sick disciples don’t blacken (34)

  Isn't Yan Hanzhou the most annoying to have close contact with her?

  A few times before, Yan Hanzhou was stiff and stiff.

  It’s raining red now?

  Or did the sun come out from the west?

  Su Qinghuan was bewildered in her heart, and she saw the gorgeous young man pulling her sleeves gloomily.

  "Master, can my disciple take the sword with you?"

  I don’t know why, Su Qinghuan actually heard a little pleading from the low voice of the teenager.

  I heard it wrong, right?

   Just as Su Qinghuan was very frightened, he saw Yan Hanzhou as if afraid she would refuse, and quickly added.

"Master, don’t you say that the Heavenly Origin Secret Realm was opened ahead of time, I'm afraid there will be more bizarre changes in the magic circle? The so-called abnormality is a demon. The disciple is afraid of being away from the master when he is teleporting. Completed."

  ……

  Yan Hanzhou’s voice was very sincere. If it hadn’t been for Su Qinghuan’s knowledge that this servant was a black heart lotus, he would have been moved by the admiration of the young boy’s eyes at this moment.

"this……"

Su Qinghuan showed some hesitation on her face.

  Unexpectedly, Yan Hanzhou didn't continue to lobby, just staring at her with enthusiasm.

Although Yan Hanzhou's personality is a bit too doggie, but that beautiful face is really not covered, and he was looked at with such eagerness by a peerless and beautiful young man, even if the other party didn't say anything, Su Qinghuan couldn't help but spur a bit of guilt. feel.

  Color control is really a terrible attribute!

  Su Qinghuan was depressed.

  Baiyi Xianzun sighed faintly.

  "Finally, come up with the deity."

  Speaking, Su Qinghuan waved her hand, and in the blink of an eye, her magic whip instantly turned into a spirit sword.

  The original body's natal spirit tool has a very special attribute. It can be used in the form of a long whip or a spirit sword.

  It's just the original body or use the long whip more often.

  唔, maybe it's because it's harder to beat people up?

  Su Qinghuan looked at the thin figure of the young man, and couldn't help but think of the numerous scars under Yan Hanzhou's robe, and she immediately began to feel guilty.

  ……

  But Yan Hanzhou didn't notice anything, and soon stood behind Su Qinghuan's spirit sword.

   "Stand up."

  Su Qinghuan cast a faint look at Yan Hanzhou, and then soon began to take off the sword.

  The spirit sword floated out a halo like a meteor tail, and went straight to the entrance of the Yuan Secret Realm that day.

  ……

  The entrance of the secret realm was suspended in the sky, and it seemed to be only ten meters away from the naked eye, but Su Qinghuan knew that in fact, it flew up to more than this distance. This is one of the most wonderful places in the Tianyuan secret realm.

  The wind hunts all the way, bulging Su Qinghuan's sleeves.

  She actually has a slight fear of heights. Although a nine-tailed spirit fox that has been practicing for a thousand years may sound a bit funny, it is the case.

  When the little fox was practicing in Qingqiu, he was even laughed at by various relatives.

  Later, this problem was finally overcome. Su Qinghuan still had some sequelae in his bones, but it didn't show up normally.

  ……

Seeing the clouds floating, Su Qinghuan also had no intention of admiring it. Just as she watched her nose and nose and tried her best not to look at the ground further and further away, she suddenly felt that the young man who was standing an arm away behind her, fiercely Before stepping on the ground, she hugged her waist!

  ? ? ?

  What the hell? !

  Su Qinghuan almost staggered with fright. If she hadn't tried her best to stabilize her figure, I'm afraid she and Yan Hanzhou would fall off the spirit sword!

   "Hanzhou, what are you doing!"

  Su Qinghuan scolded with a cold face.

  "Don't let go!"

  "Master...the disciple is a little scared."

Behind    came a low voice of teenager.

  Yan Hanzhou's face was pale, and his lips were also moaning, as if he was really frightened by something.

  Su Qinghuan turned her head with a terrible headache, and immediately met the teenager's peach blossom pupils.

  The opponent's eyes were extremely deep and bright, as if there were stars hidden in them, so scorching eyes made Su Qinghuan uncomfortably avoiding sight.

  White Immortal Zun frowns.

  "There is a good teacher, what can you be afraid of?"

  "Master... the wind here is too strong, and this spirit sword is owned by the master, and the disciple can't communicate with it spiritually... Only when you are afraid of falling down, can the master let the disciple hug you?"

   Yan Hanzhou seemed to be terrified to the extreme, just as a strong air current struck again, the boy's body trembled slightly, and the hand holding Su Qinghuan's waist became harder.

  Yan Hanzhou’s voice was anxious and frightened.

   "Just let... let the disciple hug it for a while! When you enter the secret realm, you can keep your feet on the ground. It's not such a breezy land. The disciple will definitely let go!"

  Perhaps because Yan Hanzhou is in the blazing yang body, his hands are hot, and the breath he exhales is so hot.

  At this moment, being pressed tightly by Yan Hanzhou, Su Qinghuan only felt like sparks were burning on his back.

  "……"

   Believe in your evil!

  Su Qinghuan felt that Yan Hanzhou’s state at the moment was very wrong.

  But looking at the trembling shoulders of the young man and the eyes that seemed to be terrified of heights, Su Qinghuan couldn't tell why.

  Why does this little fox, who is really afraid of heights, look more stalwart than the evil star in the plot?

  ……

  Even no matter how powerful people are, they will have weaknesses, but the Demon King is so afraid of heights, is it too destructive?

  Su Qinghuan was puzzled.

   The panic in the boy's expression did not seem to be fake, even the trembling appearance was very realistic, Su Qinghuan had no choice but to sigh in the end.

"There is no more chance."

   means to acquiesce this time?

   Yan Hanzhou's eyes lit up suddenly.

   "The disciple thanked Master!"

  In the name of fear, Yan Hanzhou held the unbearable waist of the White Immortal Venerable in his hands, only feeling that his throat was dry.

  ——The waist is so soft, so soft, as if it would break when pinched...

  Even with heavy gauze, Yan Hanzhou seems to be able to imagine how delicate and clean the texture under that gauze should be.

  Floating mind, Yan Hanzhou suddenly remembered that absurd dream yesterday...

  The youth's eyes became darker and darker.

  He half bends his knees and puts his head on Su Qinghuan's back, not caring how much his image is at this moment, and even sniffs in Su Qinghuan's hair without a trace.

  Master...so fragrant...

  His master...

  It turned out to be such a hard-talked person.

interesting.

  ……

   Yan Hanzhou’s lips curled up with a smug smile.

  Just because of the angle, Su Qinghuan couldn't see it anymore.

But seeing Yan Hanzhou clinging tighter and tighter, and his arm was still tightly bound to her waist, even under the airflow just now, even his head was directly attached to her back, Su Qinghuan finally couldn't bear it anymore. .

   "Han Zhou, can you step back a little bit?"

   White-clothed Immortal Venerable turned his face and was about to scold him, but Yan Hanzhou also just raised his head.

  Her lips suddenly knocked on Yan Hanzhou's jaw.

  (End of this chapter)