The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 719 Sick disciples don’t blacken (123)

  The boy closed his eyes, but it seems that even if he fainted, his limbs were very painful, and even his eyelashes began to tremble crazily.

   "It's cold... so cold..."

  Feeling the tears of the teenager falling on her palm, Su Qinghuan was taken aback.

  It was winter in the illusion, the sky was cold and the ground was freezing, and Su Qinghuan was a monk with an ice attribute. Even if she was the prince of Yuan Ying, she felt the weather was extremely cold and cold because she could not use mana.

  But the tears of the teenager have a completely different temperature from this inclement weather, as if to burn the skin of the white-clothed Immortal Venerable.

  ——I’m afraid no one would want to. The demon Lord, who was decisive and ruthless in the eyes of later generations, is now just a pitiful young man whose horns have been pulled out, and even his tears are so hot.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan pursed the corners of her lips, and when she looked down at the young man, her eyes became even more sour.

  Su Qinghuan thought for a while, and untied the big sleeves of the Taoist robe he was wearing, and wrapped it around him and Jun Jiuyou.

  It’s a pity that this robe is also made of thousand-year ice silk. Although ordinary water and fire are not invaded, it can’t add much heat. I’m afraid it’s not as thick as a mortal winter jacket with cotton wool.

   "Good...it won't be cold soon."

"cold……"

The young man seemed to perceive the barely warmth, and subconsciously leaned towards Su Qinghuan's arms.

  Even in a dream, Jun Jiuyou's brows are still frowning, and they are not loosened at all.

  Even if you just listen to his voice, you can easily tell how painful the boy is at the moment.

  ……

   also, the pain of being forcibly pulled off the demon clan’s horns, I’m afraid it’s no less than the injury of their nine-tailed fox clan’s tail docking.

  If anyone dared to chop off her big hairy tail, even if only one of her nine tails were chopped off, Su Qinghuan would still hate the other party for thousands of years and would never die.

  Seeing that the young man was still shaking in his arms, Su Qinghuan sighed, and somehow thought of the scene when he first went down the mountain and met his little apprentice Yan Hanzhou in a coma in the room when he had just crossed to the original owner.

  At that time, Yan Hanzhou was invaded by the heart demon, and coupled with the lash marks, it was naturally painful, but the boy subconsciously called out his mother's name when he was being treated in Lingquan.

   But looking back at Jun Jiuyou, even when he was in a desperate situation, he just blindly said cold, I am afraid that there is nothing in this world that can make him feel a trace of comfort...

  Su Qinghuan’s eyes were a little sad.

  On misery, although Jun Jiuyou and Yan Hanzhou are the same person, each has its own tragic methods, but at least, when Yan Hanzhou was young, he was taken care of and loved by his father and mother.

  The young man in front of him who was suffering from the pain of a broken angle...was thrown away as a monster after he was born.

  Even his parents don’t love him, what comfort can he get in this world?

  ……

  Su Qinghuan thought this way in her heart, seeing that the blood on Jun Jiuyou's head has dried up for most of the time, revealing a miserable blood scab, but it is better than bleeding.

  Obviously, Jun Jiuyou, who has half of the blood of the Demon Realm's royal family, has amazing self-healing ability.

But even so, Jun Jiuyou's figure is a bit too thin, I am afraid that this young man has not eaten a full meal for many days. In addition to bandaging his wounds, he also needs to find something to eat. s things.

  Unfortunately, it is winter in this dense forest again. When Su Qinghuan stumbled along with Jun Jiuyou before, he saw that there was almost no edible fruit in the woods outside.

   Even if there is, it can be dry.

  And now Su Qinghuan also has no magic power. If she goes out, I am afraid that she will also incur some beasts that have not eaten for a long time in winter, which is terrible.

  ……

   Even if you can meet Jun Jiuyou, can you only watch Jun Jiuyou die?

  Su Qinghuan feels a little uncomfortable.

   "Tong'er, I can't look at Jun Jiuyou like this, can I?"

   "...Well, host, you don't know the future development. This is just an illusion. Although Jun Jiuyou has experienced these things, didn't he survive?"

  ……

  System 233 is an artificial intelligence, obviously analyzing the problem will make the most intelligent procedure, but Su Qinghuan is in it, but he can't stand by.

  She sighed.

   "Tong'er, do you know why Jun Jiuyou will subconsciously pull me into this illusion?"

   "It's because he still yearns for love in his heart? Because he is affected by Yan Hanzhou's soul, he may be in the dark, maybe I hope I can help him."

  System 233 naturally understands this truth.

  It hesitated.

   "But the host, even so, do you think Jun Jiuyou's snake-like disease can appreciate it? If you have suffered so many tragic things, can you still be redeemed so easily?"

  Thinking that when the host first met Yan Hanzhou, the servant was also unkind to the host, but fortunately the host influenced the little bunny.

  Uh...I can't say that it is completely influenced.

   After all, Yan Hanzhou did not see that Yan Hanzhou became a good young man full of justice. The only change was to put a heart on the host.

  Unfortunately, I cannot respond.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan calmly looked at Jun Jiuyou, who was pale in his arms.

  "I’m not trying to redeem him, maybe...I’m redeeming myself, Tong'er, if I don’t care about such a Jun Jiuyou, I’m afraid Dao Xin will be affected forever."

"good."

System 233 just nodded and saw Su Qinghuan exchange points with it, and then tore a corner of the big sleeve of the robe. This robe was made of thousand-year ice silk. It is extremely difficult to tear it with bare hands. Fortunately, System 233 is there to help.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan carefully wrapped the broken cloth on Jun Jiuyou’s wound, and then tied a bow on the side of the boy’s ear.

   Seeing that nondescript bow tie style fell on Jun Jiuyou, Su Qinghuan’s depressed mood suddenly improved a lot.

   "Tong'er, it's a pity that there are no shadow beads here, otherwise you can record what Jun Jiuyou looks like now, and let his demon subordinates see in the future, I'm afraid that the majesty of his demon will disappear!"

  Su Qinghuan’s lips were slightly hooked, and she was about to tie the bow tighter. Suddenly, her wrist was inadvertently held tightly by the teenager, and a bright red mark was pinched.

"pain……"

  Is there still that pain?

  Su Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, but didn't mean to dodge. He just let Jun Jiuyou hold her.

  Just as Su Qinghuan was having fun, suddenly, the boy's eyelashes trembled, as if he was about to wake up!

  (End of this chapter)