The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 734 Sick disciples don’t blacken (138)

  A butterfly fell into Jun Jiuyou’s palm.

  The man looked at the colorful butterfly, silently clenched his palm, and a cold light flashed between his handsome eyebrows.

   "Susu, I only promised you not to hurt that kid at will, but I haven't said that I will let him in the life and death situation."

  Jun Jiuyou knew very well in his heart, with his remnant soul's feelings for Su Qinghuan, but anyone who knew that he was going to marry Su Qinghuan as his wife would not be reconciled.

   At that time, Yan Hanzhou, even if his cultivation base was not as good as him, he would definitely fight to the death.

  In this case, Yan Hanzhou wants to kill him, so it’s not too much to protect himself, right? !

  Oh, of course, if you accidentally killed that kid while shooting, don’t blame him for his lack of measure.

  After all... Yan Hanzhou is now also a Nascent Soul monk, and it is not a joke with all his life.

  ……

  Jun Jiuyou calculated all this very well, and the gorgeous and mysterious arc of the corner of his lips became more and more picky.

  The man opened his palms suddenly.

  The butterfly was still colorful, but stopped in the palm of Jun Jiuyou at a loss.

  He did not fly away for a long time.

  Obviously, this poor little guy was also shocked by the dark atmosphere between Jun Jiuyou's eyebrows and eyes.

   "Little guy, hurry up, otherwise, I can't guarantee that you will still be alive."

Jun Jiuyou casually swept the silly little butterfly in his palm. For a moment, he thought of Su Qinghuan.

  But the man knew very well in his heart that this butterfly was afraid of him, even if it opened its palm, it did not dare to go.

  But that little fox is different.

   Even if she knew that the gap between the two sides in her cultivation level was big enough, she was afraid that in her heart, she still wanted to leave herself.

  ……

  The spiritual power that had spent the whole night for Su Qinghuan last night, even though Jun Jiuyou's strength was extraordinary, he became a lot weaker because of the excessive consumption.

  The man’s heart that had improved slightly, at this moment, it seemed to be pinched by someone, so painful.

  Jun Jiuyou never thought of using his dedication to claim credit. He could even bring everything in this world to Su Qinghuan. He didn't want other rewards, but wanted to be by his side.

  Unfortunately, under this world, there is only one word of love, which is the most difficult to force.

  ……

  Jun Jiuyou thought of this, and a bit of bitterness appeared between his eyebrows and eyes.

  He slowly lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking, and gently fiddled with the wings of that simple little butterfly with his fingers.

   "Finally, you can fly away quickly."

   "From now on, don't be caught by me again."

  The naive little butterfly seemed to perceive the sadness and pain of the man, and fluttered his wings a little hesitantly, hovering in three steps, and even flew over to see Jun Jiuyou repeatedly.

  I don’t know how long it took before the colorful figure disappeared from Jun Jiuyou’s sight.

  ……

   "There are too many things in this world to be forced, but what if I... have to force it?"

  Jun Jiuyou stared at the figure of the little butterfly flying far away, feeling a trace of melancholy in his heart, and finally closed his eyes and passed a sigh.

  ……

  Buddha says that there are countless sufferings in the world, resentment and hatred, love parting, and can’t ask for it.

  Unable to ask, maybe it is the obstacle that countless idiotic men and women in this world can't escape.

  ……

   Jun Jiuyou's heart moved, and he appeared in the Chonghua Hall in the blink of an eye.

  His divine sense had already sensed that Su Qinghuan was here, but when he saw the white-clothed woman holding a jade-colored pastry in her hand to feast on, Jun Jiuyou suddenly suspected that he had read it wrong.

  Waiting for him to take a closer look, Su Qinghuan almost choked, and hurriedly put the cake down like a primary school student, and sat down and looked at the devil.

   "Jun Jiuyou, I heard that you have sent invitations to the Qingyunzong and other authentic Taoist sects for the ceremony for the big wedding tomorrow?"

"Yes."

  Jun Jiuyou nodded without evasiveness. He shouldn't have explained it, but he subconsciously explained when he looked at the woman's gaze.

   "Don't worry, although this person is bloodthirsty, but on such an important day as marrying you, I will never kill others."

  Of course, except for the kind where the other party is looking for death.

  ……

   "I am not suspicious of this."

  Su Qinghuan was embarrassed for a moment, obviously did not expect that the arrogant snake spirit and disease demon would specially explain to her.

   "Presumably they won't be willing to attend either."

  Unless Jun Jiuyou personally finds someone to tie up people from all major factions, how can normal monks be willing to set foot in the demon world, in the devil’s lair, what if they get caught in a pot?

  After all, it is inevitable that they will not be in harmony with the Makai.

  ……

   "If there is no one in the right path, I'm just afraid to wait for you."

  Jun Jiuyou frowned, and subconsciously wanted to say whether he must tie people up, but Jun Jiuyou understood that in Su Qinghuan's eyes, it would add even more proof that he was a demon.

  The man's heart was slightly astringent. When he caught a glimpse of the fine pastry froth stained on the corner of the woman's lips, he stretched out his hand in an affectionate manner and wiped off the bits of debris for Su Qinghuan.

"What's wrong?"

  Feeling the man suddenly approaching, Su Qinghuan's expression stagnated.

   "The corners of your lips are dirty."

For the first time, Jun Jiuyou discovered that Su Qinghuan's cold appearance had such a grounded side. Surprisingly, instead of disgusting, he felt that Su Qinghuan was very cute and his image was more real.

   Jun Jiuyou's voice is very peaceful, but the more calm and calm the tone, Su Qinghuan feels restless.

  Ah ah, she shouldn’t eat the things that Jun Jiuyou had sent in this Chonghua Hall, okay?

  You know, she ate an entire food box.

   Such a heavy appetite, for a bigu Yuan Ying Daojun, how to say it seems incredible.

  Especially she is still a female monk!

  This is too...

  ……

  Su Qinghuan was embarrassed not knowing where to look, she coughed lightly with a guilty conscience.

   "Uh...Unexpectedly, the cakes of your Demon Realm are pretty good."

  "If you like it, I will let the chef make new ones for you every day."

  The man looked at Su Qinghuan with a smile, and saw that the woman was embarrassed and didn't know how to answer, but Jun Jiuyou had already scanned the empty food boxes and decided to ask Su Qinghuan what he had eaten today.

  He has to remember the little fox’s preferences and make her happy.

  ……

  The man thought about it this way, and soon realized what was going on. He pondered it and looked at Su Qinghuan with scorching eyes.

   "Susu, if there is no one in the right way to attend our wedding, would it be inappropriate?"

  "……"

  Su Qinghuan was startled when she heard the words, and she quickly denied it.

   "I was originally an orphan. My parents don't know who I am. I was raised by a respected master in the Qingyun Sect. Now that the respected master has returned to heaven, there is no need for elders to observe me."

  Jun Jiuyou was shocked when he heard this. He never knew that Su Qinghuan had such a past.

  His voice slowed down a bit.

   "Then... do you need to find your personal apprentice to come to the Demon Realm to watch the ceremony?"

  (End of this chapter)