The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 638 Sick and disciples don’t blacken (42) 2200+ words

  Yan Hanzhou’s eyes were deep, and the peach blossom eyes that were originally shining brightly dimmed in an instant.

  Su Qinghuan keenly caught the teenager's emotions, but she nodded straightforwardly.

  "Brother Haoran, you do have one."

  "……"

I see.

  It was Zhong Linger who picked the remaining Taoist robe, which fell into his hands.

  He should have known that he, a good master, has always loved Zhong Ling'er and Liu Haoran, whose aptitudes are far inferior to his direct disciples.

  There is always no shortage of high-bed soft pillows and spiritual flowers.

  Even Zhong Linger was unable to build the foundation when he first introduced the air into the body. Su Qinghuan also specially found the foundation building for her, in order to increase the probability of Zhong Linger's success in building the foundation.

  On the other hand, I look at myself... It's all relying on staggering painstaking efforts all the way.

  ……

  How ridiculous his previous joy was!

  I really think how special I am and how I am spoiled by the master.

  But I’m afraid that in the eyes of Master, he just got a bit of compensation for being late for boredom!

  Things that they couldn’t hope for, Zhong Linger and Liu Haoran could easily get them when they first entered Liuli Peak!

  And what about him? !

  When he received such a high-level vest, he even happily did not dare to touch it or wear it at will, for fear that it might stain a bit of the vest.

  Who would have thought that this turned out to be something that Zhong Ling'er left behind as a fine lady? !

  Yes, if it wasn’t for Zhong Linger who left something unnecessary, I’m afraid it wouldn’t be his turn!

  ……

  In an instant, Yan Hanzhou’s eyes were full of violent storms, his hands were clenched into fists, and a faint devilish energy surrounded the young man, as if it was about to rush into his heart.

  The young man bowed his head straight, held the white robe in both hands, and spoke in a deep voice.

  "Master, since this is the thing of the senior sister, I am afraid that the disciple can't ask for it, and I ask the respected master to take it back and die."

  ……

  No matter how nervous Su Qinghuan is, he clearly feels that Yan Hanzhou is very wrong at this moment.

  She is also the **** of Yuan Ying at any rate, and there is no sign of Yan Hanzhou's distraction at this moment.

  It's just a robe, which has such a big influence on Yan Hanzhou?

  She originally thought that even if Yan Hanzhou didn't like Zhong Ling'er now, she wouldn't be so resistant to what Zhong Ling'er didn't want.

  ……

  Ah, why did Yan Hanzhou do the same!

   are all immortal cultivators, this robe is also regarded as a half-spirit weapon. Isn’t it good to use it to resist an attack?

  Why dislike the robe to such an extent!

If it were changed to a modern one, it would be equivalent to a rich second generation throwing a million in cash on the street. A poor young man in a very difficult life picked up the bag with cash. The young man was very happy at first, knowing that it was thrown by the rich second generation. , Began to say that you won’t be fed by the food?

  Su Qinghuan can’t figure this out!

  If you change to be yourself, won’t you refuse to come?

  ……

  System 233 saw that Su Qinghuan was so nervous, and suddenly reminded weakly.

   "Host, you never thought, maybe what Yan Hanzhou cares about is not the Taoist robe, but what your master does?"

"The metaphor you just thought is wrong. You should replace the rich second-generation and the poor guy with the same mother, but the parents only give the rich second-generation money and throw the poor guy into the street begging for food. You will feel balanced. ?"

   "...and it makes sense."

  Su Qinghuan frowned.

   "If I am a caregiver like me, I must be imbalanced while quickly grabbing the money and retaliating against my loved ones who are unfair to me?!"

   "...So, you know why the original owner was divided by Yan Hanzhou by five horses, right?"

  "……"

  Su Qinghuan shuddered suddenly.

  ……

  At this time, the little fox immediately became nervous. She looked at the young stubborn and somewhat gloomy face, and at this moment, she seemed to feel the same way as Yan Hanzhou.

  She has always been bad at explaining, but at this moment, Su Qinghuan still hesitated, took the robe personally, and put it on Yan Hanzhou without any explanation.

   "Han Zhou, didn't you say that you would do whatever you asked for for the teacher? Why are you not obedient now?"

  The thin lips of the woman in white opened lightly.

  The thin layer of robe should have made Yan Hanzhou extremely disgusted, but at this moment Su Qinghuan personally put it on, Yan Hanzhou only felt very weak in his heart.

  No matter how angry or unwilling he is, when facing the white-clothed fairy venerable in front of him, he begins to let go of his principles unconditionally.

  He has always been wrong to her.

  ……

  Yan Hanzhou felt that such a humble self was very ridiculous.

  He can’t describe how jealous he is for those who are treated kindly by the master.

  He yearned for this kind of closeness for almost ten years. However, when he finally got it, Yan Hanzhou felt greedy that these were not enough.

  ……

  If there were no Zhong Linger and Liu Haoran in this world.

   When such a gloomy thought appeared, Yan Hanzhou's expression stagnated, and he almost subconsciously glanced at Su Qinghuan.

  If so, Master will be sad, right?

  He...also reluctant to be sad for Master.

  ……

   Yan Hanzhou clenched his fists tightly, and finally slowly released his palm.

  The young man resignedly lifted up the clothes that was draped on his body, and slowly buttoned it up.

   "Disciples... naturally listen to the respected master, no matter what the master's requirements are."

  No matter how absurd the request is.

  The young man murmured a promise in his heart.

  ——Master, as long as you say, it is my belief in this life.

  ……

  The young man fixedly looked at the white-clothed female cultivator in front of him, and the depressed enthusiasm in his eyes made Su Qinghuan startled.

  Su Qinghuan opened her eyes a little embarrassedly, she had the illusion that she was abducting a child inexplicably.

   Thinking of Yan Hanzhou’s unhappy Zhong Linger’s legacy of the Taoist robe before, Su Qinghuan sighed secretly, she was still a child, naive and domineering, which made people feel a little distressed.

   "Han Zhou, in the eyes of Master, you, Ling'er and Haoran are generally the same."

  唔, why is this sentence so guilty?

  Thinking of the things the original owner did to Yan Hanzhou, Su Qinghuan's expression was slightly embarrassed for a second, but soon, she held the grace of Xianzun and spoke gracefully and solemnly.

  "Master admits that before, being a teacher was too harsh on you, but since then, Master will definitely treat you equally."

  ……

   "But what the disciple wants, if it is not treated equally?"

   Yan Hanzhou looked at Su Qinghuan for a moment, and almost blurted out, what he wanted was the person in front of him.

  Just afraid of being disgusted by Su Qinghuan, the boy still held back it abruptly.

  ……

  Don’t treat everyone equally?

  Su Qinghuan was taken aback.

  She thought for two seconds, hesitantly.

   "You are the most outstanding among the disciples of Liuli Peak, and you should be partial to you as a teacher."

"Really?"

  Yan Hanzhou spoke in a low voice. Just when Su Qinghuan was feeling guilty, the young man's eyes flashed, and suddenly he took a step forward and hugged the white-clothed Immortal Venerable's waist pitifully.

  "Master...the disciple really likes you so much."

  Su Qinghuan stiffened.

   Feeling that the woman obviously wants to push herself away, the boy's eyes darkened, and the acting became harder.

  He raised his head pitifully, his face was very fragile on his beautiful face, even his voice was crying, as if he was only begging for an answer.

  "The disciples have always known for so many years that Master only likes the brothers and sisters..."

   "But...the disciple is the most special one in Master's heart, right?"

  Speaking, Yan Hanzhou trembled his shoulders seemingly in despair.

  At the same time, he also hugged Su Qinghuan tighter, taking advantage of the white-clothed Immortal Venerable without a trace...

  (End of this chapter)