The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 653 Sick disciples don’t blacken (57)

  The corners of the white robed Immortal Venerable’s lips were stained with blood, but it was just a moment of effort, and the fluttering white robes fell straight under the head of the cloud.

  "Master——"

  Yan Hanzhou blurted out in shock. He was worried about Su Qinghuan’s injury and had not previously chosen to let Su Qinghuan fight with him.

  However, seeing the figure of Su Qinghuan falling straight down at the moment, the young man was full of worries and regrets. Yan Hanzhou gritted his teeth, and hurried towards Su Qinghuan regardless of his injuries.

  Here, there are heavy mountains and ridges, and the mountains and forests are filled with mist.

  The silhouettes of the two people were quickly shrouded in white mist and disappeared into the vast mountains.

  ……

  At the same time, Ye Bingqing, the fairy Lengyue of Ming Jianzong, was distraught, and she was still arguing with the elder who took the lead in ordering Yan Hanzhou to be pursued.

"Elder Shen, you must not just listen to the one-sided words of that demon girl! Junior Brother Han Zhou inherited Liuli Xianzun, Liuli Xianzun has always been decent and decent, and he is Yuanying Daojun, how can he not even discern his disciple's cultivation of demons?! "

  The elder Shen, who wanted to take the ancient spirit sword in Yan Hanzhou's hand as his own, had no intention of listening to Ye Bingqing's explanation.

  The old man with white beard and hair stroked his beard, his eagle eyes looked at her coldly.

   "Why, Fairy Ye, you are still arguing for Yan Hanzhou, don't you see the tragic situation of the demon girl?"

   "Her painful rolling on the floor and appearance of no image is obviously invaded by other people's demonic energy. Do you think she has to frame Yan Hanzhou for lying?"

"What's more, the Liuli Xianzun raised the little demon since she was a child, perhaps because she was blinded by the cunning means of the little demon, or she was also fascinated by the little demon and shielded her own disciple. Woolen cloth?"

   "After all, not everyone can kill off relatives righteously! Are you right?"

   "Yes! Elder Shen is right! Who knows if the Liuli Immortal and the little demon are in the same group!"

  ……

  Obviously, the matter is still inconclusive, why these people have called Yan Hanzhou a little demon!

"I……"

  Ye Bingqing was anxious, she gritted her teeth, her beautiful eyes involuntarily swept across the flower string that was lying on the ground with a fierce look and strong blue veins bursting out of her forehead.

  At this moment, the demon girl is afraid that she is unconscious from the pain, and she has no dignity. Otherwise, if she is still half awake, she shouldn’t be so ugly.

   Seeing Ye Bingqing’s thin lips move, he obviously wanted to argue about something. The male Xiuning who was with Ye Bingqing in the Ming Sword Sect, but the limelight was always suppressed by Ye Bingqing, spoke.

  "Junior Sister Ye, you have been called the pride of the latest generation of Ming Jianzong by the respected master. Wouldn't you also be fascinated by the demon boy?"

   "At the beginning, I saw you on the cloud platform of the Qingyun Sect, and I looked at Yan Hanzhou faintly. Before the righteousness, you just couldn't figure it out?"

   "Brother... Junior Brother Han Zhou, he is not that kind of person... He has always walked upright and stood upright, so how could he be a magic cultivator..."

   Ye Bingqing's face turned red and white. She has always been bad at arguing with others, but at this moment she didn't want to see her sweetheart suffer a catastrophe, so she stammered an explanation.

  And that Senior Brother Ning, who has always hated Ye Bingqing's most respected treatment, gave a cold snort again.

   "What is he? Junior Sister Ye, the other party is not a disciple of our Ming Sword Sect at all, so why is it of Junior Brother Han Zhou? People who don't know think that the little demon is a wicked disciple of our Ming Sword Sect!"

   "And you don't have to say that the other party is acting upright or sitting upright. If he is really upright, how can he escape directly with the sword after getting the ancient spirit sword?"

  That's because I'm afraid you will rob it!

  Who is not afraid of being killed and winning treasure when the strength is insufficient, and there may be less to more?

  "……"

   Ye Bingqing had this thought in his heart, but how could it be impossible to speak in front of his fellow apprentice brothers, otherwise it would be disrespectful to his fellow students.

  The blue lady bit the corner of her lip, and she stopped talking immediately, but when she saw the figures pursued by the sword, deep worries appeared in the woman's heart.

  ——I hope, Junior Brother Han Zhou and Liuli Immortal, there will be nothing wrong.

  If you leave this Tianyuan Secret Realm, the situation will be much better. After all, the entrance to the secret realm this time is set up in the Qingyun Sect, and the exit must also be near the Qingyun Sect.

  With the family's sect in the presence, at least the treatment of Junior Brother Han Zhou will be better.

  But if it were in this secret realm, I’m afraid how many people will have red eyes for that ancient spirit sword that looks like an immortal.

  Being guilty of his crime, this is a long-standing truth.

  ……

  Yan Hanzhou didn't know that so many people in this secret realm at this moment coveted his magic weapon and wanted to kill him to win the treasure, but even if he knew it, Yan Hanzhou would not put this matter first at this moment.

  Young Yujian speeded up, and finally succeeded in catching up with Su Qinghuan, but both of them happened to fall on a cliff and kept going down.

  At this moment, Su Qinghuan was diving extremely fast, but Yan Hanzhou directly ignored the sloping cliff branches and stretched out his hand without thinking, and hugged Su Qinghuan in his arms.

  The branch pierced the boy's arm, and the blood suddenly flowed out.

  And Yan Hanzhou didn’t care about the pain at this moment, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that the mist on the cliff seemed to be thicker!

   and also turned out colorful colors.

  I'm afraid this fog is poisonous!

  Yan Hanzhou's heart sank, he directly inserted his newly acquired nameless ancient sword between the cliffs.

   intends to fly up again.

  I just don’t know why. At this point, neither the spiritual power of the cultivator nor the devilish energy of the cultivator is extremely difficult to use.

  He is already barely reluctant to take Su Qinghuan with him. If he wants to fly up with Su Qinghuan, it will be extremely difficult.

  ……

  Do you want to tie the master to your back and climb up with Su Qinghuan?

  This is probably the last choice.

  Now both he and Master are injured, and his golden core is damaged, and Master’s current appearance in a coma, obviously the problem is more serious than him.

   Just when Yan Hanzhou was in a dilemma, a mist of mist faintly dispersed in front of him, and a cave was revealed between the cliffs!

   Will there be any terrible snakes and beasts inside?

  ……

  Yan Hanzhou thought for a few seconds, and the youth's eyes were bright and extinguished. At the moment when he was hesitant, he suddenly heard the white-clothed Xianzun muttering lowly in his arms.

   "Hmm...it hurts..."

  The woman in white dress showed her eyebrows furrowed, her face that was whiter and more delicate than jade, there was a drop of sweat at this moment, but her body temperature was even more wrong.

  Because Su Qinghuan was leaning against the boy's arms, Yan Hanzhou could obviously feel that Su Qinghuan's body temperature was cold and hot, which was extremely shocking.

  Master’s situation at the moment...obviously, something is extremely wrong.

   Yan Hanzhou's eyebrows sank, no longer caring about the three-seven-one, straight up the spirit sword, and jumped into the cave with the female cultivator in his arms...

  (End of this chapter)