The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 731 Sick disciples don’t blacken (135)

  The curtain made of thousand-year-old ice silk was slowly pulled up, Su Qinghuan's heart tightened, and subconsciously wanted to use spiritual power to stay away from Jun Jiuyou.

  Unexpectedly, the man just grabbed her hand suddenly, his eyes burning, and he whispered to remind her.

   "Susu, I advise you to put away some bad thoughts, even if you use spiritual power now, where can you go?"

  The spiritual consciousness of the cultivator of Huashen covers up to thousands of meters. If Jun Jiuyou really wants to search for it with all his strength, Su Qinghuan really doesn't have to leave so easily.

  Su Qinghuan suddenly had a headache.

"I……"

  The woman's lips moved. Before she could finish her words, she felt Jun Jiuyou's palm wrap her hands tighter.

   "Hey, go to sleep, I promise, I won't move you."

  "……"

  Her worries are so obvious?

  Su Qinghuan was startled, before he had time to say anything, but Jun Jiuyou had quietly closed his eyes, as if he was really about to fall asleep.

  The night is long, and after a while, Su Qinghuan has heard the even long breathing of the people around him.

  In fact, it doesn’t matter if the cultivator doesn’t sleep for a long time, but Jun Jiuyou, like Jun Jiuyou, seems to have really let go of all his guards and precautions against her.

  The little fox opened his beautiful phoenix eyes, and in the end he could only sigh sadly, and simply closed his eyes and fell asleep.

   Just because she was worried that Jun Jiuyou would do something bad, she woke up several times in the middle of the night, but Jun Jiuyou still slept very quietly.

   "...it left me alone."

  Su Qinghuan had a headache, and she didn’t know if the man heard her muttering in his dreamland or what happened. The strength of her hand holding her suddenly became tighter.

  "……"

  Su Qinghuan's mouth fell silently, subconsciously trying to break away from Jun Jiuyou's big palm.

  As a result, the man’s hand is still clasped firmly on her palm. If she does not use spiritual power, she can’t get away.

  But if you use spiritual power, it is easy to wake Jun Jiuyou.

  This is not the scene that the little fox wants to see.

  ……

  At this moment, the man suddenly turned over, and finally let go of Su Qinghuan's palm.

  The little fox's eyes lit up, and he just wanted to get up with his clothes, but before he had time to pull the tent, he felt the man's long arms stretched out, wrapped her waist with extreme precision, and hugged her in his arms.

  This snake-essential disease, I'm obviously asleep, but I still don't let her go!

  Su Qinghuan rolled her eyes, she was very close to Jun Jiuyou, and Jun Jiuyou's arm hugged her tighter, and there was no gap between the two.

  Mist grass!

  Is this guy going to wake up? !

  The little fox was so scared that Huarong was pale, and when he looked up, the man’s handsome cheeks were close at hand, but there was no other sign to wake up, and even the breathing sound was as long as before.

  It seems that I scared myself!

  Su Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief. She didn’t want to lose her energy tomorrow, but she couldn’t sleep for the time being. She could only stare at her big eyes, bored, and began to count Jun Jiuyou’s eyelashes.

This man didn’t know how he grew up. When he was a child, he was indistinguishable from male and female, and his appearance was abnormal. Now he has grown open, and has a more heroic and cold eyelash. Women are still long!

  No, no, she is not jealous.

  Su Qinghuan grinded her teeth, counting the number of Jun Jiuyou’s eyelashes one by one.

"Ninety-nine……"

"one hundred……"

"One hundred and one……"

  After hundreds of silent recitations, Su Qinghuan finally couldn't hold it anymore, and was completely invaded by Sleeping God, and finally closed his eyes so sleepy, curled up slightly like a shrimp in the arms of the man, and stepped into sleep.

  ……

   Feeling Su Qinghuan’s slight breathing, the man who has been sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes.

   "That's it... Don't you trust me?"

Jun Jiuyou glanced at the woman in his arms helplessly. I don't know why, Mingming Su Qinghuan has such a cold and dusty appearance, but in his eyes, it looks more like a charming white little fox.

   looks cold on the outside, but inside is a grinning little devil.

  ……

  Thinking of this, the man smiled involuntarily. Those eyes that had always been gloomy were like spring breeze and rain at the moment, with a hint of indescribable tenderness.

  Jun Jiuyou sighed when she saw the girl kicking on the quilt, and then carefully tightened the corner of Su Qinghuan's body.

  He knew that because she was a female cultivator of the ice attribute, and she was born in a cloudy year and a cloudy day, she had always been a little bit cold, and the man silently gave Su Qing some pure yang spiritual power in the past.

  However, this kind of pure yang spiritual power will not cause any harm to Su Qinghuan, on the contrary, it will help Su Qinghuan's spiritual energy to adjust the breath and neutralize yin and yang.

  ……

It was precisely because of this spiritual power that Jun Jiuyou suddenly discovered that there was a dark shadow in the woman's heart, which seemed to be a very serious old wound. Later, because of some kind of heaven, material and earth treasure, the cultivation base was suspended. life.

   "I have injuries, why are you still so aggressive?"

  Jun Jiuyou looked helplessly and indulgingly at the little fox who was already in his sleep with the Zhou Pact meeting. He didn't think of a better way for the time being, so he silently continued to input his spiritual power to Su Qinghuan.

  With the loss of a lot of spiritual power, even though Jun Jiuyou is the demon venerable who transforms into gods, his face began to pale.

  ——Because of Su Qinghuan’s blood, the suppressed Pure Yang Fiery Spiritual Power has long ceased to cause trouble, but because it takes too much spiritual power to input Su Qinghuan, he loses his mind.

  Among the hundreds of limbs of the man, he began to feel the terrible pain again.

  But Jun Jiuyou didn't mean to stop.

  I don’t know how long it took before the man closed his hand.

  ……

  If the little fox is awake at this moment, he will surely find that what Jun Jiuyou did is exactly the same as his process of collecting yin and replenishing yang from the original master in the original world line.

  It’s just that the object being picked up is now completely reversed, and Jun Jiuyou takes the initiative to act as the furnace tripod, giving her a lot of spiritual power.

  After doing all this, Jun Jiuyou was also relieved to see that the woman's face seemed to be more rosy than before.

His eyes stared at the woman's face for an instant, and there was tired sweat on his forehead, but the man seemed to have not noticed the warning from his body at all. Instead, he stretched out his hand and gently hooked Su Qinghuan’s naughty broken hair on the front of his forehead. , Put them behind your ears.

   "Susu... sleep, have a good dream."

  His little fox, how cute he looks.

  ……

  When Su Qinghuan woke up the next day, she suddenly felt a burst of relief in her limbs.

  Since she crossed to the Canglan Continent, when she hadn't had such a brisk body, she sighed at System 233 in surprise.

   "Tonger Tonger! How do I feel that my internal injury is completely healed?"

  (End of this chapter)