The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 751 Sick disciples don’t blacken (155)

In the illusion, the cold and dusty face of the white-clothed woman, because she was constrained in a cage of gold threads, and her shoulders and neck were gripped so fiercely by the Demon Venerable, her delicate texture became pale red.的印子。

  And the man just watched this scene with a smile, and didn't mean to let her go.

  "Master, if Liu Haoran and Zhong Linger disappeared in this world, would you be willing to say a word or two to the disciples?"

   "...You! They are your senior brothers and sisters! They grew up on Liuli Peak with you since you were a child, and you can't even take care of the fellowship of your childhood sweethearts?"

  The face of a man in a black and red robe is handsome and gentle, with a faint curve on the corner of his lips, and his smile is extremely gentle, but what he says is extremely cruel.

   "Oh? Why don't I remember, what kind of fellowship do I have with them?"

  The woman in the white Taoist robe obviously did not expect that her apprentice had become so frantic. The woman's cold face suddenly flashed with an angry look, and she stretched out her hand to slap the man's face.

   "Yan Hanzhou, are you crazy?"

  The woman hadn’t finished her words, but the white jade hand was quickly held in the palm of the man’s palm.

  Even, the man is still free, and he scrapes the woman's fingertips with his fingertips with astonishing heat one after another.

  "Master, what if I am crazy?"

Yan Hanzhou's eyes were a bit of ridicule, and there was also a kind of grief that made others feel bottomless. If it weren't for the man to stand on the superior side at the moment, I'm afraid that others will look at his expression and think that he has been affected. How much damage.

   "As long as I knew that you were staying by my side just for a task, when I thought that all of this could be ended and I would leave this world, my disciple was crazy!"

   "As long as you are willing to stay with the disciple, even if you say a few words to Han Zhou, how can we get to where we are today!?"

   "It's you who made Master too cold, um, um—"

  Angrily, the woman wanted to continue hitting Yan Hanzhou in the face, but the man's palm made her unable to move at all.

  But the man lowered his head quickly and extremely, and captured the woman's lips accurately.

  Suddenly, an ear-hot sound of water stains sounded in the air.

   An extremely paranoid look flashed in the man's eyes. He firmly buckled the back of the white-clothed Xianzun's neck with both hands, continuously deepening his plunder and invading the air in the woman's mouth infinitely.

   Su Qinghuan had to cling to his arms to barely have a few chances to breathe freely.

  ——Although the thousand-year-old profound iron was specially made, it would not hurt the immortal venerable whose cultivation was imprisoned in front of her, but it was enough to prevent her from using any mana.

  Even the always noble and glamorous face is dyed with a faint light scarlet.

  ……

  Looking at the beautiful face of the woman, and the pair of phoenix eyes with a faint lustrous color, the pupils of the demon veteran shrank slightly, and the voice was hoarse to the extreme.

  "Master, you are really beautiful...Although the disciple knows that you came to this world for the mission issued by the system, but from the first sight of you, you are imprinted in my heart."

   "Whether it is hate or love, I will never let go!"

   "Sickness! I am your master!"

   "So what? Master has long wanted to drive the disciple out of the door wall? At that time, I will become a Taoist companion with Master, is it a matter of course?"

  The man said and laughed at Yan Yan. He was obviously so infatuated, but the blazing eyes made the white-clothed sister shudder.

  "Master...Why are you not willing to be better to Han Zhou? As long as you are willing...everything in this world can be yours, including the life of the disciple..."

   has come for this purpose, she can't hear what the man means at this moment.

   "I don't need your life."

   White-clothed Xianzun's face was cold, but the man seemed to be mad at her words, and the force of the palm of her hand suddenly increased a lot.

"pain……"

  The woman was restrained by mana at this moment, I was afraid that even a slightly stronger mortal man could not be beaten, which annoyed Yan Hanzhou and was naturally very unhappy.

  When she saw the woman staring over, the water-colored eyes seemed to be covered with a faint mist, and the man in the black and red robe instantly slid his throat.

  He wanted to see how the Master was held in his arms and sobbing helplessly.

  This evil thought has been around for a long time. At the beginning, Yan Hanzhou could not accept this terrible thought of himself. However, things have developed to this point, and this thought cannot be stopped at all.

  ……

  The man's beautiful peachy eyes were completely dark at the moment, and Su Qinghuan's heart was startled by the deep eyes.

"you……"

  I can see that there is something wrong with my little apprentice at this moment.

  "Master...does the disciple make you fear that way?"

  The man squeezed the woman's hand tightly, making Su Qinghuan unable to retreat even half a step. Facing the man's gaze at the moment, the white-clothed Immortal Venerable's face was pale.

  But the man just smiled, he bullied himself up, and in an instant, the nose of the woman was almost facing the tip of the nose.

  The two people face each other, and the man’s strong masculine aura is sprayed on the woman’s face, causing the white-clothed Xianzun to shake his heart and subconsciously want to hide behind.

   However, on the contrary, there is no retreat.

   realized that the woman still wanted to escape at this moment, but at this point, where could she escape?

  "Master, okay to stay with Han Zhou obediently? Disciple, please... Master, I have never asked you anything in my life."

   "Being with me obediently, is it that scary?"

  Seeing the woman looking at him with a pale face, but she didn't speak at all.

  The look in the man’s eyes became more and more sinister.

  As his mood changed, the monster pattern on the man's forehead seemed to emit a crimson light.

  In an instant, the demon looked like he couldn't help himself. He lowered his head subconsciously, and rubbed his horn on the skirt of the woman's clothes.

   "Master, stay with Han Zhou... OK?"

  The man's pleading voice was very low and low, and even seemed to bring a broken cry, making the woman almost doubt whether she had heard it wrong.

  The identity of the victim seems to be reversed.

  However, what men do is not at all compatible with words like weak and helpless.

  The robes of the white-robed Immortal Venerable were originally a little messy, and coupled with the man's movements at the moment, the skirts of the clothes were suddenly scattered, and the jade-white collarbone was also pitifully red.

  Because the woman has kept silent for a long time, the man's eyes are dark and deep, and even the end of his eyes is still scarlet.

  "Master...If you don’t speak, then the disciple will take it as your acquiescence..."

  Without waiting for the woman to answer, the handsome demon lord suddenly came up on top, and the silky devilish energy poured out, enveloping the two people in this gorgeous palace in an instant!

  (End of this chapter)