The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 721 Sick disciples don’t blacken (125)

  The corners of the young boy's lips tightened stubbornly, and he already felt the smell of rust spreading on the corners of his lips, but even so weak, he still stared at Su Qinghuan firmly.

   "Are you also a cultivator? Do you... also want the horns on my head?"

  At the beginning, Jun Jiuyou would be confused by Su Qinghuan, and it was just because he mistakenly thought that he had already returned to the underworld.

   But since she is alive, no matter whether the woman in front of her is beautiful or ugly, young or old, she will not let Jun Jiuyou relax her vigilance.

  ……

  Being locked in his sight like Jun Jiuyou, the boy's blood-colored pupils were like a hungry wolf in the dark, as if they would choose someone to eat at any time.

  Su Qinghuan was staring so goosebumps, and at the same time, some people didn’t know whether to laugh or sympathize with Jun Jiuyou.

  The woman sighed slightly, and glanced at Jun Jiuyou with a little helplessness.

   "You said the horns of the head, but this?"

  In fact, there is nothing special about the horns of the Demon Realm royal family, and they cannot be used as weapons for forging weapons. Su Qinghuan does not think it has any special use value.

The previous foundation-building monk who cut off the horns of Jun Jiuyou was nothing more than the vanity in his heart. After all, his strength in the cultivation world is only at the bottom level, but he can use Jun Jiuyou's horns to prove that he has hunted and killed a demon king. Enough to brag about it for a while.

  ……

  Jun Jiuyou was startled when he heard the words, his eyes were down, and he quickly noticed that the woman's slender hands were handing a pair of horns wrapped in white silk kerchief.

  The horn has been wiped by Su Qinghuan

  But because I couldn’t mobilize my spiritual power to use the Dust Cleansing Technique, just scrubbing in this way, there were still some blood sticking to it, but it was not as scary as it was when I was just cut off.

  ……

  The young man took the square silk paw from Su Qinghuan in a daze. The heavy horns made the young man’s **** scabs aching.

   "Why do you... why do you want to help me?"

   Jun Jiuyou looked at Su Qinghuan with some fear. He didn't think he would have any use value for people like them, except for his special appearance.

  But before the foundation-building monk killed him, something like Demon Realm and Royal Family came out of his mouth.

  The young man’s mind turned so fast, he almost subconsciously decided that Su Qinghuan would also confuse him to follow her, and then he had a big conspiracy.

  "Have you never heard of unfairness in the road, have you drawn your sword to help? It takes a lot of reasons to do this kind of thing?"

  Su Qinghuan looked at Jun Jiuyou helplessly again.

  She didn't know what social beating Jun Jiuyou had received, and she was so maliciously speculating about others in her mind.

  I must put it bluntly, in Jun Jiuyou's heart, if others treat him well, they all have all kinds of ulterior motives.

  Like when Jun Jiuyou was a child, the old white-haired man who picked him from the vicious villagers looked at saving his life, but only used him as a money-making tool.

   Later, after seeing Jun Jiuyou's appearance becoming more and more beautiful as he got older, he gave birth to that ugly mind.

  ……

When Jun Jiuyou heard Su Qinghuan's words, his brow suddenly frowned.

  "If the road sees unevenness, draw your sword to help?"

  If you change to someone else, you may still believe such a simple reason, but in Jun Jiuyou's heart, there is no such simple kindness in this world.

  ……

  Seeing Jun Jiuyou still looking at him guardingly, Su Qinghuan had no choice but to caress his forehead, and glanced at the boy lightly.

  "Finally, you must be hungry too. I will go deep in this cave to see if there are any edible fruits or spring water for drinking."

  Seeing that the teenager was relieved at once, Su Qinghuan spoke lightly again.

"Remind you, you can distrust me, but if you run out of this cave at will, and now it’s freezing cold, one of you is freezing to death, and the second is that wild beasts lack food for their stomachs, and you are careful to become the opponent Chinese food on the plate."

  "……"

   Jun Jiuyou saw that Su Qinghuan didn't want to let herself leave her side so much, and his heart became more and more defensive.

  He frowned, thinking of the foundation-building monk who nearly killed himself before, coldly said.

  "Is it the safest to be around people like you monks? My life is as cheap as grass, I'm afraid that in the eyes of you monks, it's just an ant that can be trampled to death at will."

  "……"

  Unexpectedly, Jun Jiuyou is a bit self-aware.

  However, he still thinks too shallowly.

  Su Qinghuan heard the words, the curvature of the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

   "You are right. In the eyes of many cultivators, mortal lives are like grass and mustards, but if you want to kill you, you don't have to spend a lot of time to save you."

   "If you have to run out of the cave like that wayward, I promise you won't look for you again, just do it yourself."

  Speaking, the woman suddenly turned around and walked towards the depths of the cave, leaving Jun Jiuyou with a cold, arrogant and lonely back.

  "……"

  The young man watched the woman's windless and fluttering white robe, couldn't help lowering her head, and silently squeezed the Qingyunzong robe that Su Qinghuan had previously untied to warm him.

  It's just that the outer robe was torn a big hole, which was used to tie the wound on Jun Jiuyou's head, so this precious piece of clothing was considered waste.

  Even if Jun Jiuyou doesn't understand that this is a robe made of thousand-year-old ice silk, he can still judge it to be of great value by touching it with the warm and cold touch.

   "Really... do you just want to help me?"

  The young man muttered silently in his heart.

  He had never seen a woman as beautiful as Su Qinghuan, but Jun Jiuyou was born extremely beautiful, and in his heart, a beautiful skin is nothing at all.

   may also be like him, with golden jade on the outside, but inside it is already barren, there is no grass, and it has even been swallowed by darkness.

  ……

   Thinking of this, the young man pinched the ice silk robe's hand and pressed harder.

  It's not that he never thought of leaving, but considering Su Qinghuan's words, maybe staying beside Su Qinghuan is a better choice than facing the beast who has been hungry outside and don't know how long.

  After all, this woman obviously doesn't want to kill herself for the time being, even if he is fancy to his use value, he can still wait for the future.

  Thinking about this, the young man felt smooth in his heart. Even though there was a sharp pain in all his limbs now, his consciousness of survival over the years had caused the young man to quickly turn over the package left by the dead foundation-building monk.

   Jun Jiuyou's memory is very good, just judging from the knotting style of the package and the previous one, it is obvious that Su Qinghuan hasn't moved anything inside.

  This is a good thing.

  There are some bottles and cans inside, because there is no label on the outside, Jun Jiuyou doesn’t know what’s inside, so he doesn’t dare to take it without authorization.

  When I turned to a book titled "The Treasure Record of Entraining Qi into the Body", Jun Jiuyou's eyelids twitched, and he turned many pages at a glance.

  There are actually immortals in this world!

  As long as they have spiritual roots, mortals can also cultivate immortals!

  (End of this chapter)