The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 657 Sick disciples don’t blacken (61)

  This cave is clearly hidden in the mountain, but the cool breeze is blowing from nowhere, and the pool is rippled out of layers.

   And the beauty in white that jumped out of the pool, like the most fascinating color in the world, immediately attracted the eyes of the young man. ...

  "Master...Master?"

  Yan Hanzhou stared at the graceful shadow in front of him, that kind of exquisite appearance, clearer than the moon and more elegant than the snow.

  Because of the gorgeous smile on the corners of the woman's lips at this moment, there is another charm in the cold that Yan Hanzhou has never seen before.

  ……

  For a moment, Yan Hanzhou didn’t know whether it was a dream or reality at the moment.

  Because Master...isn’t it still hurt?

How could    go one step ahead of him, to the center of the pool in the depths of this cave?

  This hesitation was only left in the young man’s heart for a moment.

  And that white dress seemed to be very dissatisfied that Yan Hanzhou had not been able to get close. On that stunning face, the corners of his lips were acting like a coquettish, and those phoenix eyes, which had always been deserted, looked at the young man with anger and resentment.

This charming look with resentment instantly displayed the beauty of the woman’s skin to ten percent. Even if the one standing here is not Yan Hanzhou, nor any man who has ever seen Su Qinghuan’s true face, he will be affected by the beauty of the woman at this moment. The resentment fascinated his eyes.

   "Han Zhou, what's wrong with you? Didn't you even listen to the words of being a teacher? Come here soon~"

  "……"

  The young boy’s eyes were heavy, and those deep peach blossom eyes flashed quickly with a stream of light. Just when the white-clothed lady stretched out her slender hand and hooked the boy, she saw that the boy had already flowed in stride.

  The place where the water pool first started is not too deep, but afterwards, it will soon be over the waist of the teenager.

  However, Yan Hanzhou seemed to have not noticed this abnormal situation at all, and still walked inside.

  The female cultivator in white saw this scene, and the angle of her lips rose suddenly.

A trace of color flashed on that beautiful face, but it quickly disappeared. The female nun bit the corner of her lip, revealing her white teeth, because the tip of her tongue was slightly exposed, which was a little more charming. .

   "Hanzhou, you are so kind."

   Just when the White-clothed Immortal Venerable still wanted to show off with Yan Hanzhou, he suddenly saw the young man stop.

  At this time, the pool of water has already deepened Yan Hanzhou's shoulders.

   "Han Zhou, why didn't you come? You are so far away from the master, but you are already such a distance?"

   seemed to feel that such chips were not enough. The white-clothed Immortal Venerable glanced at Yan Hanzhou with a little shame on his face. The white blouse that was already wet by the water pool was pulled down by the white-clothed Immortal Venerable without a trace.

  In an instant, a shoulder that was dazzlingly whiter than snow was exposed.

  The Yiren’s jade shoulders and black hair, her face is peerless, at this moment there is a trace of indescribable charm on her face, which is almost the most beautiful scenery in this cave.

   But even so, Yan Hanzhou did not advance any further.

  The white-clothed Xianzun looked at Yan Hanzhou angrily.

   "Han Zhou, come here soon, the Taoist robe for the teacher is soiled by this pool of water, can you help the teacher get a new one by yourself?"

   "If I say, is it bad?"

  The young man looked at the beautifully dressed woman in white slowly. There was no expression on his face, neither happy nor angry.

  The white-clothed lady shook her heart, but she also grieved and complained to Yan Hanzhou.

   "Han Zhou, don't you always listen to the words of being a teacher the most? Why don't you even take care of such a small thing as dressing for a teacher?"

   "If the master has an order, the disciple will naturally follow it, but these things you said are not suitable for me to do."

  "……"

   Seeing the boy's face clasped his fists stiffly, the White-clothed Xianzun breathed a sigh of relief.

   thought that Yan Hanzhou was caring for the relationship between the two of them as a master and disciple, and did not dare to overstep.

   "Don't be afraid..."

   Seeing that Yan Hanzhou never moved, Xianzun in white even kept her eyes down respectfully, and refused to look at herself. She felt anxious, so she immediately pointed her toes and flew towards Yan Hanzhou quickly.

   "Han Zhou, I know that you are happy as a teacher. If you say for a teacher...I am also happy with you?"

  The White-clothed Immortal Venerable replied shyly, and suddenly pulled his unfallen robe down a little bit, and even wanted to hook the young man's hand to let Yan Hanzhou untie his belt.

   "Hanzhou, don't you like to be a teacher? Don't you want to be a teacher?"

  "……"

  Looking at such a confusing scene in front of him, the expression in Yan Hanzhou's eyes became even colder.

   "I really like my master."

The white-clothed Immortal Venerable's face was happy, and he wanted to pull Yan Hanzhou's hand more and more impatiently, but before she could touch it, suddenly, a **** ancient spirit sword suddenly turned towards the white-clothed Immortal Venerable. Cut off the head!

  The young man said silently in his heart.

  ——I do like my master, but unfortunately, you are not her, and you can never be her.

  ……

  When the young man saw the counterfeit in front of him at the first glance, he was indeed shocked for a second, but it was only shocked by the subtlety of this illusion.

  He never mistakenly recognized the difference between the woman in front of him and the person in his heart.

"you--"

  The white-clothed Immortal Venerable looked at Yan Hanzhou in disbelief, and that face of the national beauty was cut in half by Yan Hanzhou in an instant.

  Press, after all, this is just a condensed phantom, and soon the beautiful white figure in the allure turned into a thick black fog.

  However, the nameless spirit sword in Yan Hanzhou's hand was originally an ancient divine object. Although it was too fierce, it was enough to hurt the foundation of the opponent.

  The cold and sweet female voice suddenly changed, turning into a rough voice that resembled a male or a non-male, or a female or non-female voice. The violent anger in it could be heard by anyone.

  "Are you not confused by me?! No, how could it be—"

   "Why is it impossible?"

  The young man in plain robes had a grim face, and he snorted suddenly.

  "When have I been confused by you? What do you think I have been waiting for for so long?"

  Wait for the demon who didn't know how to condense to speak, Yan Hanzhou's hand moved suddenly, and a sword pierced somewhere in the thick black fog.

  In just an instant, the voice in the thick black fog suddenly screamed like a pig!

   "Ahhhhh! I am going to kill you! How do you know where my fate is?!"

After the beard, the black mist dissipated, and a crimson python with a thick bowl mouth lay down on the ground, blood gurgling!

  It is the best at deceiving people's hearts, and it is accompanied by that fantasy flower tree. How can it be found so quickly!

  As soon as the red training demon snake's voice fell, he suddenly realized what Yan Hanzhou had said before.

   "You mean, you weren't confused by me at the beginning, you were just delaying time and looking for my weakness?"

   "So what?"

  Yan Hanzhou smiled coldly, then drew his sword suddenly, trying to chop the demon snake into two pieces!

  (End of this chapter)