The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 655 Sick disciples don’t blacken (59)

   Seeing the jade-white collarbone under the white clothes of Xianzun, Yan Hanzhou breathed heavily.

  The young boy's eyes, which had finally cleared up after chanting the Heart-Clearing Mantra several times, began to faintly red at this moment.

  "Master...forgive my disciples for transcending..."

  The young man simply closed his eyes, trying to expel those undesirable fantasies from his mind.

  But even if Yan Hanzhou closed his eyes, because the two were so close, the black hair of the white-clothed Xianzun mischievously swept the boy's shoulders, jaw, and even the boy's thin lips.

  For a moment, Yan Hanzhou almost thought that, compared to the advanced Thunder Tribulation, perhaps the torture in front of him was the cruelest punishment.

  But he happened to be...

  ……

  Yan Hanzhou took a deep breath, his eyes were red, and he endured very hard, but he still tried his best to suppress the thoughts he shouldn't have.

  He really wants to get a master.

  But it shouldn’t be now.

  Especially, you shouldn’t do anything arrogant when Master is in a coma.

  "Master...When will you wake up?"

  Yan Hanzhou's eyes showed confusion, he tried his best to make his mind more clear, and then stretched out his hand, carefully pulling down the shirt of the White Immortal Venerable.

  Snowy and cloud-like shoulders were instantly reflected in the sight of the young man, but Yan Hanzhou had no intention of admiring it, because he just turned the figure of the white-clothed female cultivator slightly, and saw a piece of blood that had dried up.

The soul chasing nail was deeply pierced on the shoulder of the white-clothed Xianzun. Because it was stained with blood, it was like a red plum in the snow. It did not look terrible. On the contrary, it made the comatose female Xiu a startling beauty. Color come.

  ……

   Seeing Su Qinghuan’s blood-stained shoulders, Yan Hanzhou's throat felt bitter.

  If it is not to save yourself, why does the teacher have to suffer such a sin.

  The young man's heart was slightly astringent, his palms were tightly clenched into fists, but his eyes became cold for a moment.

  ——It's all to blame on the demons called Huawanwan.

   are all her sins.

  She should be damned!

  ……

  Even if it is thousands of miles away, the magic energy injected by Yan Hanzhou can work in Hua Wanwan's heart.

  It's just that compared to distance, the effect of this devilish energy is more limited by Yan Hanzhou's own strength.

  Yan Hanzhou's expression was cold, regardless of his own health, he had never been well, so he suddenly began to recite the formula.

  At this moment, the disciple of the Ming Sword Sect who was stationed in a valley elsewhere, suddenly saw the red-clothed witch who had finally calmed down and her eyes were dead, and suddenly began to scream like crazy.

   "Ah ah ah-it hurts -"

   "Please, kill me! Kill me!!!"

   "Let me die! If you die, you will be a hundred! Oh, oh, I really want to go home—"

   "Yan Hanzhou! Oh, I was wrong, you let me die! I shouldn't have done this, I was wrong! Come out, Yan Hanzhou!"

  Why let her endure this torture!

  Hua Wanwan hugged her head on the ground in pain, she didn't want to worry about her face, and even grabbed the ground with her head.

  After a while, the red-robed sister again slapped the branches with her **** palms, until the end, she even started crying and cursing, hitting the big tree with her head!

  Hua Wanwan's originally full-fledged beauty face, at this moment, because of this horrible behavior, looks very terrifying and stern.

Most of the high-ranking disciples of Ming Sword Sect were dispatched to look for Yan Hanzhou and the ancient spirit sword branded by him.

At this moment, most of the people who stayed in the station are small shrimps who are not deep in Taoism. The only thing that can be said is the Lengyue Fairy Ye Bingqing, who is a young generation leader of the Ming Jianzong, and has a slightly older generation. Senior Brother Ning.

  The male disciple surnamed Ning saw the tragic situation of Hua Wanwan crying for father and mother, he immediately turned his head coldly, and laughed at Ye Bingqing.

  "Junior Sister Ye, have you seen it? They all say that the devil is wronged, and the demon girl is like this. Is it necessary to wrong the little demon named Yan Hanzhou?"

  "……"

   Ye Bingqing hesitated to look at Hua Wanwan's desire to self-decision on the spot, her thin lips pressed slightly, she didn't know what to say for a while.

  Although she is biased towards Yan Hanzhou, she believes that Yan Hanzhou is not a magic repair.

   But the appearance of Hua Wanwan at the moment, it really doesn't seem to be a fake.

  After all, although the demon girl has no morals, but Hua Wanwan's behavior at this moment, not only can't save herself, but also loses her face.

  A monk would never choose such a shameful method of framing.

  The most terrible thing is...Hua Wanwan’s pain at this moment is not like pretend at all.

   Ye Bingqing stared at Hua Wanwan’s forehead that burst into blue veins, and her blood-stained palms and ankles. She did not have any sympathy for this devil.

  When Hua Wanwan wanted to kill herself and Yan Hanzhou before, she didn't show any mercy at all.

  It's just that Ye Bingqing suddenly felt a strange feeling in her heart.

  ——If Senior Brother Ning and Elder Shen are right, is Senior Brother Hanzhou really a magic cultivator?

   Then what should she do...? !

  ……

   Ye Bingqing's heart was suddenly a little at a loss.

  Under her melancholy, she could only glance coldly at the man in blue who was obviously waiting to see her joke.

"Brother Ning, why this demon girl turned into this way is unconfirmed. Why should you jump up and down like this? Bing Qing couldn't help but wonder. Brother Ning is so familiar with the state of the invasion of devilish energy. Have you ever seen others cultivate demons before? "

"you--"

  The man called Senior Brother Ning suddenly became angry, and simply flicked his sleeves, and could only throw a word in angrily.

"Ye Bingqing, don't spoil you because of your boss. Do you think I don't see that you like that kid surnamed Yan? I tell you, if that kid surnamed Yan really cultivates demons, you will probably be in this life. It's impossible with him."

   "Don't say it's you, if the Liulixian, the noble soul, protects the little demon, she herself will be intolerant of the righteous way of the world!"

  "……"

   Ye Bingqing bit the corner of his lip, not knowing whether to deny or say something.

  The woman is in a state of confusion. Ye Bingqing is more concerned about the safety of Yan Hanzhou and Su Qinghuan than whether she can be with Yan Hanzhou.

  After all, the person Hua Wanwan first attacked was her. If Liuli Xianzun hadn't saved her life, I'm afraid that the person who fell on the ground now was Ye Bingqing.

   Hope, God has eyes.

  ……

  On the other side, in the narrow cave, Yan Hanzhou is holding Su Qinghuan and constantly inputting spiritual energy for her.

  He has a very special physique. If ordinary people are like him, they would have exploded their spirit body long ago.

  However, although Yan Hanzhou had painful expansion of the meridians when he first cultivated the devil, he adjusted to it later, and I have to say that it was God’s preference.

  "Master, why are you still not awake..."

   Yan Hanzhou looked down anxiously, hesitating to continue, but suddenly heard a strange noise coming from the depths of the cave!

  (End of this chapter)