The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 642 Sick disciples don’t blacken (46) 2200+ words

  Looking at the woman's crimson lips, Yan Hanzhou lowered his head almost subconsciously, and couldn't help but want to kiss the lips of the white fairy.

  However, when he got closer, Yan Hanzhou suddenly realized how rebellious he was doing this.

   "Hanzhou, what's wrong——"

  Su Qinghuan raised her head in surprise, she really didn't know why her little apprentice suddenly approached.

  Just seeing the tall and long figure, and the young boy's eyes that are deeper than the night, the White-clothed Immortal Venerable subconsciously feels the danger, and instinctively wants to retreat.

  ……

   Su Qinghuan’s cold voice sounded in his ears, and Yan Hanzhou was awakened like a dream.

  The young man stared at the slightly retreating figure of the White Immortal Zun, even if the range was not large, it still made the dark emotions in the young man's heart grow faster.

  ——The Master really resisted him in his heart.

  This instinctive reaction can't deceive people.

  ……

After Yan Hanzhou repaired the devil, there was a voice in his heart that kept bewitching him.

  ——No matter how beautiful the words of the white-robed Immortal Venerable, but in fact, he will never be the disciple that Su Qinghuan prefers, let alone be her pleasant double-monk.

  ——In that case, why not tie up this liar carved in ice and snow?

  Lock her in a room where only one can see her.

  Nourished with jade face flower lotion, bound with red gold chains, so that in this life, she would never escape her sight.

  At that time, Master’s beautiful phoenix eyes can only show his figure alone.

  The master at that time was imprisoned in the arms of a man and arbitrarily possessed by the disciple she least looked down upon. She should...can you cry?

  That kind of teary eyes, beautiful enough to make people want to destroy the posture, presumably will...more moving.

  ……

  When this extremely dark thought came into being, Yan Hanzhou's eyes became darker.

  The young man opened his lips, unknowingly his throat was hoarse.

  "Master, your lips are dirty..."

  Yan Hanzhou said as he moved closer without denying him, he took out a Yunpa and wiped the corners of Su Qinghuan's lips.

  ……

  The cautious action did not seem to be rubbing the corners of Su Qinghuan's lips, but rather like a craftsman obsessed with antiques, holding a masterpiece of jade, and wiping it with care.

  Su Qinghuan was missed by Yan Hanzhou's gentle movements.

  She hurriedly snatched the Fang Yunpa from the young man.

   "It's good to be a teacher by yourself!"

  "……"

   Seeing Su Qinghuan wanting to escape from him so quickly, Yan Hanzhou's eyes darkened.

  The hand under his robe was slightly clenched.

   "Okay, the disciple will continue to barbecue for Master."

  ……

  Su Qinghuan vaguely felt that Yan Hanzhou’s mood was not right at the moment, but the Yufeng Beast’s barbecue was so delicious that she didn’t bother to think about other things.

  After all, this child Yan Hanzhou is in the youth rebellious period, and has a very strange temper. Sometimes her face changes too quickly like a tornado, and she is too lazy to wait.

  Children, it’s normal to twist it occasionally, and forget these things after a few days.

  Su·Foodie·Little Fox·Qinghuan comforted himself like this.

   Then he unceremoniously bit off a large piece of meat.

  And Yan Hanzhou sat at the entrance of the cave, and continued to sprinkle the Yufeng beast meat with the cumin-like spiritual plant powder, turning it over and roasting it continuously.

  Looking at the crimson Yufeng beast meat, Su Qinghuan couldn't help swallowing droolingly.

  Why do you get hungry as you eat?

  This is unscientific!

  ……

  While waiting, Su Qinghuan asked Yan Hanzhou curiously.

   "Hanzhou, why are you so good at barbecue? Have you practiced before?"

  How can a good cultivator be so talented in cooking?

   Yan Hanzhou's expression condensed when he heard this.

  The young man lowered his eyes, as if thinking of some unpleasant past, his voice was cold and indifferent.

"When the disciple first entered Liuli Peak, he was still young, and he lived alone at the foot of the mountain where spiritual energy was scarce, and no one offered spiritual rice to the disciple. The disciples who had not yet built the foundation at that time could not fasten, nor could they Get rid of the appetite."

   "So in desperation, the disciple sneaked into the forest of the Liuli Peak. Fortunately, there were pheasants, snow rabbits and other small things there. The disciple caught a few of them and roasted them when they were young. I wonder if the master will blame the disciple for overstepping?"

  "……"

  Su Qinghuan heard it with a guilty conscience, followed by guilt.

  Where is Yan Hanzhou asking her for sin!

  Yan Hanzhou entered Liuli Peak when he was seven years old. He was still a mortal. Naturally, he could not live on food, wind, and drinking. The original owner was so cruel that he ordered the handyman disciples not to provide him with spiritual rice.

  This is too much!

  In this way, Yan Hanzhou can still survive by stealing pheasants. It's absolutely amazing!

  ……

  Su Qinghuan looked at Yan Hanzhou hesitantly, a little bit trying to reach out to touch the young man's head, but he flinched before reaching it.

   In the final analysis, they are all sins made by Liuli Xianzun.

  And now she... is this Liuli Immortal Venerable.

   "Han Zhou...I used to be too negligent as a teacher. Can you blame being a teacher?"

"it's already over."

  Yan Hanzhou's voice downplayed, and suddenly turned the Yufeng beast meat over and sprinkled it with spicy powder.

   "If the teacher knows that he is owed, he will use the second half of his life as a repayment, how about it?"

  "……"

  How does this sound weird.

  Su Qinghuan's heart condensed slightly, and she nodded hesitantly.

  "In the future as a teacher, I will naturally love you and love you more than Linger and Haoran."

   "If the disciple wants it, isn't it such a love?"

  Su Qinghuan was taken aback.

   "Then what do you want?"

  "Finally, Master will know the disciple's intentions in the future."

  Yan Hanzhou shook his head, and then began to barbecue carefully.

  "Master, this meat is almost ready. If the meat is burnt, it will not be tender. Master, would you like to try it?"

Su Qinghuan was unhappy at the beginning when Yan Hanzhou changed the subject, but when he smelled the strong aroma of barbecue, he soon sat down beside Yan Hanzhou with heart.

   "Yes, it is delicious."

  ……

  Su Qinghuan said, thin lips slightly hooked.

  The young man discovered for the first time that this exalted Liuli Immortal Venerable would still have a childish moment.

  ——She not only likes to sip the spirit dew of the jade face flower, but even the barbecue of the Yufeng Beast is quite popular with the respected master.

  ……

  Yan Hanzhou handed Su Qinghuan a skewer of grilled meat.

  Su Qinghuan took a bite happily.

   "Tong'er, I didn't expect to enter this dangerous Tianyuan secret realm, and relying on the craftsmanship of the little apprentice, I can steal my life for a long time!"

  "...Host, the mouth of the cannibal is short, and the hand is soft. Are you sure you want to continue eating?"

   "Hey, this is not something that someone took the initiative to give to me. The little apprentice respects and respects Master, what's the problem?"

  But people don’t want to honor you at all!

  System 233 roared in his heart, and finally saw the little fox squinting comfortably, but in the end it didn’t tell.

  And Su Qinghuan, who is obsessed with the delicious barbecue, naturally did not notice the abnormality of the system. She could not help but sigh as she ate.

  "Hanzhou has such a good craftsmanship. If any woman is fortunate to be your Taoist companion in the future, she will be lucky. By the way, what do you think of Ling'er?"

   "...Sister Ling'er?"

  Being so confused by the mandarin duck spectrum by the person he likes, Yan Hanzhou's expression is stagnant.

  The young man opened his lips and his voice was low and dumb.

   "The disciple really respects Senior Sister Ling'er, but he doesn't think anything else."

  "……"

   "Where is the Lengyue Fairy Ye Bingqing from Ming Jianzong?"

  This is your official match!

  As soon as Su Qinghuan's voice fell, Yan Hanzhou's thin lips seemed to be pursed unhappily.

  The young man turned his face, his eyes looked depressed and scorching at the White-clothed Immortal Venerable.

  "The disciple...the disciple and Daoyou Ye have only met for the first time, so after all, it’s better to be familiar with the master."

  (End of this chapter)