The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 735 Sick disciples don’t blacken (139)

  Su Qinghuan was startled when she heard the words, she was the first to think of Yan Hanzhou, and subconsciously wanted to refuse.

  And Jun Jiuyou seemed to see through her mind, and explained lightly.

   "Don't worry, I have no intention of inviting the strands of fragments in this seat to watch the ceremony. What I am talking about is that your two other direct disciples in Qingyun Sect."

  Yes, after spending so long outside, Su Qinghuan almost forgot, she still has two direct disciples.

  The old-fashioned big disciple Liu Haoran, and the second junior sister Zhong Ling'er, who loves stinky beauty and has a coquettish personality.

  ……

  Thinking of the plot of the original world line, and thinking about the outrageous development now, Su Qinghuan suddenly blurted out.

   "No, Haoran and Ling'er are both juniors. It is not so necessary for them to come or not to come to the Dao Lian ceremony."

   "Susu, are you afraid that if the two little guys come to the Demon Realm, there will be no return?"

Jun Jiuyou looked at Su Qinghuan with a smile, Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan looked at Su Qinghuan, those deep blood-colored pupils were bottomless, Su Qinghuan had some goose bumps on her skin, she sneered.

   "Naturally not because of this, but one thing is true. Since ancient times, righteousness and evil are incompatible. Haoran and Ling'er have a relatively high hostility towards people in the devil world. I don't want to affect them both because of my future marriage with you."

   "There is no balance between good and evil..."

   Jun Jiuyou chewed the woman's words.

  He sighed.

   "In your heart, am I such a heinous demon?"

  "……"

  Boss, if you are not considered wicked in the eyes of the world, then who is considered wicked? !

  ……

  Su Qinghuan twitched the corners of her mouth, and could only make up a comment as politely as possible.

   "The devil world is naturally respected by the strong, but the belief of the devil world is not in line with our righteous people. If you have to substitute our ideas in that way, I'm afraid I can't answer you."

   "If... I am willing to give up killing for you?"

   Jun Jiuyou looked at Su Qinghuan with scorching eyes, the man's eyes were so eager, as if in his eyes, the white-clothed Immortal Venerable in front of him was his entire world.

  Su Qinghuan's mind shook for a moment, and then quickly looked away.

   "Such an important task, Qing Huan dare not take it."

"Jun Jiuyou, as a demon, if you really want to be good, you don't need outside guidance. Now you already have the ability to turn your hands for the clouds and cover your hands for the rain, and there is no way for others to control it. Your behavior."

  ……

  "If I said, there is no way for others to influence the behavior of this seat, and you, to me, are not others?"

   Jun Jiuyou stared at the woman in front of him for an instant. Seeing her always lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, without any intention of opening, the man finally sighed quietly.

   "So, are you reluctant? Well, I forced it."

  ……

  For a moment, Jun Jiuyou even had a thought, if Su Qinghuan is unwilling to stay with him for life, what should he do?

  The man doesn’t mind spending his entire life to warm this beautiful and frozen woman in front of him, even if her heart is a thousand miles of wasteland, and it takes thousands of years to break the ice, he doesn’t care.

  Only, afraid that the other party hates oneself.

   Jun Jiuyou pursed the corners of his lips.

   "Susu, are you really reluctant to stay by my side? If... a year later, if you still don’t have the slightest friendship with you, I will let you go, okay?"

  When he said this, the man’s heart was almost bleeding.

  But he didn't want to see Su Qinghuan unhappy. He had a vague hunch that Su Qinghuan was not so hostile to him.

  Otherwise, in the illusion, facing him who was weak and weak in his youth, the White-clothed Immortal Venerable would not extend that helping hand.

  ……

  "One year?"

  Su Qinghuan was slightly stunned when he heard the words.

  For immortal cultivators, one year is really not too long.

  It's just that... she has no intention of staying in this world at all.

   Just when Su Qinghuan was hesitant, a respectful voice sounded outside the door.

  "Your honor, the wedding gown for you and Liuli Xianjun is ready. Would you like to try it on with Fairy Fairy?"

  Jun Jiuyou's eyelashes trembled slightly, in fact, he really wanted to see Su Qinghuan wearing a red wedding dress.

  Because, no matter when he saw Su Qinghuan, the woman was always dressed in white, with a plain hairpin holding her hair, without any other embellishments.

  Even the white robe is the uniform style of the Taoist robe of the Qing Yunzong, and it is worn on her body, so graceful.

  ……

  Jiuyou suddenly thinks of a verse that is widely spread in the cultivation world.

  -Except for the three feet of snow on the king's body, who in the world wears white clothes.

  The poem originally described a certain white sword repairman who had already broken through the mortal world thousands of years ago.

   But in Jun Jiuyou's view, this poem is truly worthy of its name when it is placed on Su Qinghuan.

  The man's heart moved slightly, and he finally retained a sense of mystery for his curiosity.

   "Susu, I won't bother you to change tomorrow's clothes. See you tomorrow, I believe you will be the most beautiful bride in this world."

"……thanks."

  Su Qinghuan was a little surprised that Jun Jiuyou took the initiative to leave. She looked at the man's away back, and then recalled Jun Jiuyou's previous eyes.

  ——He just became clear and wanted to see how he looked in red, right?

  ……

   "Tong'er, do you think Jun Jiuyou really wants to let me go in a year?"

  Su Qinghuan is curious.

  System 233 glanced at her boredly.

   "Why, host, you feel relieved? But let me tell you, the items purchased by this system will not be returned once they are sold, so you will definitely face thunderous robbery tomorrow."

  "……"

  Su Qinghuan was very big after hearing this.

   "That... won't it hurt?"

   "Anyway, the old wounds on your body are all repaired, but I don't guarantee that you will not be chopped into a scorched fox by the sky thunder."

  "……"

  Associated with this picture, Su Qinghuan feels chills inside.

  ……

   And the maids holding the big red happy service have filed in.

  "Xianjun, do you want the fairy to put on this wedding gown to see if it fits?"

  Su Qing happily glanced at the Dahong Xifu, but unexpectedly, the effect of the wedding gown produced in such a hasty time was so amazing.

The big body of the wedding gown is made of red soft silk, and the skirt is dotted with excellent quality ten thousand year east sea pearls. The most amazing thing is that this wedding gown is embroidered with gold threads from the waist to the back. The fire phoenix.

  The phoenix nirvana, rebirth from the ashes, the gorgeous and beautiful picture outlined with gold thread, it is so touching.

  There is also an indescribable dignity.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan didn't want to try on clothes, but as a face control, she couldn't help being hooked by this shocking wedding dress.

   "Okay, then I will try."

   Soon, someone came forward to untie her robe and put on her wedding gown.

  At the moment the clothes were changed, there was a gasp in the Chonghua Hall.

  (End of this chapter)