The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 670 Sick and disciples don’t blacken (74) 2200+ words

  Good fellow, I have only heard that a happy lover marries another person to grab relatives, and I have never heard of someone who wants to marry his master forcibly!

  Su Qinghuan was shocked, and almost wanted to refuse without thinking.

   "This is absolutely impossible!"

   Yan Hanzhou heard the words, and his expression that had been slightly softened instantly became cold.

   "If the master disagrees, then stop blaming the disciple, you will come..."

  "……"

   Seeing Yan Hanzhou's hand fell threateningly on his shirt, Su Qinghuan's face showed a trace of helplessness.

   "Han Zhou, why are you doing this? Since ancient times, both the mortal world and the cultivation world have said that the twisted melon is not sweet."

   "Isn't the twisted melon sweet? Then let the disciple try it first, don't you know?"

  Yan Hanzhou smiled gently at Su Qinghuan, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, setting off the beautiful face, only made Su Qinghuan panicked.

  "……"

   Just when Su Qinghuan was still looking for some preaching way to brainwash Yan Hanzhou, he saw that Yan Hanzhou coldly controlled her wrist and directly explored Su Qinghuan’s spiritual veins!

"you--"

  Su Qinghuan was surprised and angry.

  But Yan Hanzhou's expression was very calm.

   "Master, you are now, but your true energy is mixed, and your spiritual breath is unstable? If there is no natural treasure to cure, I am afraid that you can't even stabilize the cultivation base of the Yuan Ying period, right?"

"You are the peak master of Liuli Peak, the aloft Yuan Ying Xianjun, originally born with unparalleled grace and grace, and also an ice female cultivator with a glazed innocuous body. I want to have many enemies in the cultivation world over the years. I covet your appearance and physique. There will be no less."

  "If you fall into the Golden Core Period, have you thought about the consequences?"

  ……

  Su Qinghuan had already known this truth Yan Hanzhou said, and she felt bitter in her heart.

   "Tong'er, obviously I was going to brainwash Yan Hanzhou, how come he brainwashed me?"

   "Ah, in fact, the host, I think this kid has a good gifted skin. At the moment, he is sincere to you, or you can barely accept it."

"roll!"

  Su Qinghuan was annoyed in her heart, and she swept away Yan Hanzhou lightly.

   "How about knowing? It's nothing more than being taken away by an enemy or demonic cultivator and made into a furnace."

   "That's it? Master, have you ever thought about asking your disciples to protect you."

   "You protect me?"

  Su Qinghuan seemed to hear the big joke, her expression became more and more arrogant, like the legendary phoenix, the **** bird who is unwilling to fold her pride even in the face of desperation.

   "Yan Hanzhou, the deity admits that if I practice spiritually with you, my injury will gradually get better, but I don't want it."

  The most in this world is reluctance, and she just doesn’t want to reluctant.

  Yan Hanzhou stared at the woman's jade-black phoenix eyes. He had known for a long time that the white-clothed Immortal Venerable in front of him had always been such a proud and stubborn person.

  Even at this level, I am unwilling to practice spiritually with him.

  Even though, he is her medicine.

  Under the world, no one fits her better than him.

  ……

  Master, do you hate yourself like this?

   Disgusted to the point that he would rather endure the danger of being taken captive and refined into a furnace, rather than become his Taoist companion and practice spiritually with him?

  Yan Hanzhou felt more painful when he thought of this.

  ……

   Yan Hanzhou's lips are astringent.

  He didn’t want to hurt her.

  But... he didn't want Su Qinghuan to leave him either.

  Rather than let Su Qinghuan face other evils in the future, he would rather, this proud phoenix belongs to him.

"Master, the disciple hasn't told you yet. In fact, the disciple's current cultivation base is only a short distance away from Yuan Ying. After eating the illusion spirit fruit, if the disciple hadn't deliberately suppressed it, this thunder calamity of breaking the Yuan Ying would be about to come. arrival."

   "If the disciple is the Yuan Ying cultivation base, the master will still feel that the disciple is not qualified to guard you?"

  "……"

  Big brother!

  I never questioned your strength from beginning to end!

  Su Qinghuan burst into tears in her heart.

  Also, Yan Hanzhou is the son of destiny, so it's normal to fight monsters across ranks.

   Only seventeen years old can enter the Yuan Ying, I am afraid that no matter how many adventures, step into the **** of transformation is not a problem!

  ……

  Su Qinghuan's heart tightened, only showing a bit of astonishment, but she was still arrogant on the face.

   "How about when you step into Yuan Ying?"

   "Master really feels that the disciple can't beat you now?"

  "……"

  Of course you can beat me!

  How could I not believe it!

  Su Qinghuan thought this way in her heart, but she couldn't say anything on her face. She frowned, but saw Yan Hanzhou lower her head in confusion, reaching out to cover her palm.

  Feel the thin sweat from Su Qinghuan’s fingertips...

  Master, will you be nervous too?

   Yan Hanzhou smiled lowly.

   "Master, you are sweating."

  "……"

  I know it without you reminding me.

  Su Qinghuan appeared to be speechless on the spot.

  ……

  In Su Qinghuan’s shocked eyes, the young man bowed his head obsessively and sucked at the red mole on Su Qinghuan’s right wrist.

  "Master, the patience of the disciple is also limited. You said that you owe me a lot. I never want anything else to repay. Now the disciple has given Master two choices. Which one do you choose?"

   "Either, now become the disciple's Taoist companion, or wait for the disciple to pass thunder robbery and enter Yuan Ying."

"The disciple knows that Master has a thin face and is afraid that his name is not right. But as long as my cultivation level exceeds yours, I can also let the people of the Qingyun Sect assign my name to Master, that is, your Master. Supreme Dao Xuan."

   "At that time, we will be elders of the same position. Without the difference between master and disciple, no one will dare to make irresponsible remarks about disciple marrying master."

  Su Qinghuan was shocked to hear Yan Hanzhou's plan.

   Su Qinghuan had heard of this precedent, but he didn't expect Yan Hanzhou to know it.

  Presumably he has been plotting against himself for a long time, and has checked a lot of gossip anecdotes in the realm of cultivation.

   "Wusao, Tong'er, it turns out that Yan Hanzhou has even thought about his status. Isn't he too careful?"

   "...Host, is your heart always so big? It's not someone else who wants to marry, it's you."

  ……

   "Master, do you think about it?"

   Seeing Yan Hanzhou's stern eyes, Su Qinghuan's heart trembled. She knew that if she refused this time, she would have to be cooked rice by Yan Hanzhou, so she simply closed her eyes.

   "You can be your Taoist companion...but..."

   Hearing the first half of Su Qinghuan's sentence, Yan Hanzhou was already ecstatic, and soon, Yan Hanzhou heard the second half of Su Qinghuan's sentence.

   "But being a Taoist companion of the deity is not enough to be stronger than me. I only like the strongest in the Canglan Continent. Han Zhou, do you understand?"

  Cough, waiting for you to become the first person in the Canglan Continent, I would have gone a long time ago.

  ……

  Sending such a blank check, Yan Hanzhou didn't know if he was crazy or what, he actually shook Su Qinghuan's hand very solemnly.

   "Master, what you said is true?"

   "Naturally, this gentleman has never joked."

   is weird.

  Yan Hanzhou stared at the person in front of him excitedly, those peach blossom eyes seemed to hide a faint flame, mad and fierce, as if to burn Su Qinghuan to the end.

   "That disciple, he will be the master, and be the first person in the Canglan Continent."

   "I don't know how long it will take before that, Master, you let Han Zhou collect some interest first."

  While the female cultivator was not paying attention, Yan Hanzhou stole another incense from Su Qinghuan’s cheek.

"you--"

   Feeling the fleeting warmth, Su Qinghuan’s eyes widened!

  ……

  It’s just that she has not had time to rebuke anything, a violent male voice with spiritual power, overwhelming the sky, forcing all the cultivators in the secret realm to be shocked!

   "Justice Xiaoxiao! Who dares to kidnap my demon saint!"

  Yan Hanzhou looked at him, but Su Qinghuan's eyes widened in surprise.

  Fog Grass, is this the evil Lord Jiuyou of the Demon Realm, who came out early? !

  (End of this chapter)