The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 752 Sick and disciples don’t blacken (156)

  The silky magical energy is not airtight, and you can also vaguely see the woman's slender white ankles, firmly buckled under the man's palm.

  The gorgeous palace is silent all around, so quiet that even a needle can be heard.

   And the White-clothed Immortal Venerable seemed to hold his usual pride, even at this point, he still pressed his lips tightly, refusing to let out the slightest sound.

  However, all of this annoyed the Demon Venerable to the extreme, and changed everything to torture the woman.

  At the end, the White Immortal Venerable finally seemed to be unable to bear it, those proud phoenix eyes, a little bit of tears appeared, and even the beautiful eyes were stained with a hint of red.

   "Master... why are you crying?"

   "With the disciple, does it make you feel so uncomfortable?"

  A thin mist of tears lingers in the beautiful phoenix eyes of the woman, seemingly sad and desperate, but also complicated and pitying.

  Mozun looked at the woman's red eyes. He should have stopped, the thousands of love and love in his heart, but because the little fox's silent resistance, aggravated the man's inner anger and violent emotions.

  The man clasped the woman's neck, and his handsome and impeccable face instantly pressed down. It was a very beautiful face, but the woman couldn't help but shake her fingers.

  ……

   "Don't... Han Zhou, please stop, okay?"

  At this point, the woman finally spoke.

  There was an almost blank look in her eyes, because the reddish ends of her eyes at the moment had aggravated the man's possessiveness.

   "Master, if you asked me before, the disciple still thinks it's okay, but now, the disciple doesn't want to stop, what should I do?"

  The demon in the black and red robe was still dressed up and dressed decently. At this moment, being looked down at by the man with such a smile, the woman in white only felt that her heart was flustered to the extreme.

   It was embarrassment and anger.

  There is also a subtle emotion that I don’t even want to admit.

  Especially the comparison between the two people. Yan Hanzhou is so well-dressed and demeanor, but she...describes it as embarrassing and can't see anyone at all.

   Even in this underground palace at this moment, there are only her and this evil disciple, it is like the most terrifying heart-questioning experience for the little fox in history.

  ……

  The female sister in white subconsciously grabbed the chain of red gold, and the chain of red gold made a rustling sound, which made the woman bound in it become weaker and petite.

  ——Obviously the immortal venerable above the nine heavens and above all living beings, but at this moment has to be forced to be restrained in the arms of a man,

  Masters like this...

  Like a fairy, like a demon, like a seduction.

  It's really...so confusing.

  Even the most fascinating magic girl in the world, I am afraid that he does not have the demeanor of the master at this moment.

  Unconsciously, it touched the most depressed string in the man's mind.

  In an instant, the string broke, and all reason was forgotten.

  As soon as the man stretched out his long arms, he clasped the woman tightly in his arms.

  "Master...I am pleased with you..."

  A silent tear fell from the corner of the man’s eye and hit the woman’s cheek. Even the red horns leaned obediently against the woman’s side face like surrender.

  At that moment, Immortal Venerable White looked at the man's sorrowful expression, only feeling extremely at a loss.

  ——She is the one who should cry, isn’t she?

  ……

   is just a man's looting action, and the tears on his face are almost two extremes in opposite directions.

  The silky devilish energy is getting deeper and deeper, and in the end it will almost cover the sky, not only the gorgeous golden silk cage, but even the entire underground palace is invisible.

  Only the shining night pearls on the wall are still working hard to exude a fragile light.

  The woman who has been holding on and refusing to speak out, finally unable to contain herself, sobbed lowly...

  The voice was extremely suppressed and small.

   But more than all sounds, they are more touching...

  ……

   Yan Hanzhou, who strayed into this illusion, was almost dumbfounded when he saw all this.

  Even afterwards, because of the devilish energy, the boy couldn't see anything in his eyes.

   But he knew how much he was in this illusion.

  This...Someday in the future, will he do these things to Master?

  Also, for what so-called mission of saving the world, Master approached him, and what does it mean?

  That strange system 233, what is it?

  All these strange illusions are beyond the cognition of the teenager.

  ……

  No matter what the real Yan Hanzhou thinks, the story in the illusion continues.

  It was just that everything in front of him suddenly changed. Yan Hanzhou found that the time had changed a lot, and even the scene was not in the underground palace.

  But somewhere with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

   didn't know how the master, who was bound by all cultivation bases in the illusion, escaped that terrible place.

  ……

   But soon, the dialogue between the two in the fantasy realm quickly told Yan Hanzhou the answer.

  The young man saw the man with the scarlet magic pattern on his forehead, and he was looking at the white-robed Immortal Venerable who was facing him not far away.

  "Master, I thought, that day when you were so obedient in spiritual practice with me, it was because you really decided to let go of everything and be together with your disciples. The result... is really ridiculous."

  The man has scarlet eyes.

"You lied to me to remove the cold iron chain, you lied to me to restore your cultivation, and even let so many people lie in ambush in the magic palace, do you think you can kill me just by the dregs? "

   "What happened to you monks?"

  The woman's heart tightened, and she shook her hand to the hilt of the sword subconsciously.

  "They want to kill me? What do you think...I will do to them"

  But the man just smiled carelessly. Even when he was pointed at his heart with a sword like this, he didn't do anything to Su Qinghuan, and he didn't even show the devilish energy at his fingertips.

   "Master, those ants can't protect you at all, obediently... come back to me."

  Hearing the man's cruel words, the white-clothed Xianzun's face suddenly turned pale.

   "The three thousand monks...you killed them all...?"

  Speaking of the end, Su Qinghuan's voice was faintly trembling.

   "If I don't kill them, they will kill me. Master, do you think I am the kind of living Bodhisattva who helps the world and the people and deserves to sacrifice myself?"

  The man still laughs, grinning fiercely, laughing madly.

   "Master, in your eyes, Han Zhou should have died in this world long ago?"

   "Master, will you kill me?"

  Ming Ming Jianfeng is only one arm away from his heart, but the man still moves forward blindly.

"do not come!"

   Seeing that Yan Hanzhou was still trying to get closer, the white-clothed Xianzun's lips trembled, she subconsciously peeked the sword forward, but no one expected it.

  At this moment, a sound of piercing the flesh suddenly sounded.

  In an instant, blood spattered everywhere.

   "Hanzhou——!!!"

  (End of this chapter)