The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 754 Sick disciples don’t blacken (158)

  In the illusion, the whole world is red, all paved with the blood of Yan Hanzhou.

  Su Qinghuan was in a daze, only to feel the pain in her eyes.

  The man, who was already pale as paper, still held the woman's wrist carefully.

  His voice was low and low, and the Demon Venerable who should have been so proud of overlooking all living beings, at this moment, in front of the White Immortal Venerable, he was humbled into the dust.

  "Master, don’t be afraid of the cold boat, okay?"

  This is his last wish.

  ……

  The woman in white madly poured aura into the man’s meridians, but it was useless at all.

  Because she didn't know, the Demon Lord had been determined to die before, and the most important meridian had broken inch by inch.

  His heartbeat is slowing down.

  Even the look in his eyes looking at him ignorantly, at this moment some lost focus.

  Seeing Yan Hanzhou like this, the strength of the woman's whole body seemed to be taken away by something. She clung to Yan Hanzhou's colder and colder body, and couldn't help but choke.

   "Han Zhou, I am not afraid of you. Really, how can Master be afraid of you?"

   "Really...really?"

  The man with a golden paper face was obviously weak at the moment, but when he heard Su Qinghuan’s words, he almost jumped up excitedly like a child who had eaten candy.

  However, because of excessive emotional burst, he suddenly vomited a big mouthful of blood.

  Su Qinghuan's pupils shrank suddenly.

  From the proud and powerful man in front of her, she seemed to have seen a boy who had acted like a baby beside her.

  But...Even when she first crossed to see Yan Hanzhou, she never thought that a teenager would have such a miserable day.

   Still, thanks to her.

  ……

   "Han Zhou...Don't scare Master, okay? You must have a chance to save yourself, right?"

  The woman frantically wiped the blood on the corners of the man’s lips with her hands, but it was useless at all. Instead, the blood flowed more and more until her plain hands were dyed bright red.

  Before today, the little fox has always thought that red is the most vivid and beautiful color in the world.

   However, such a beautiful red color disgusted her in the end.

  ……

  The man she was crying and holding in his arms, smiled at this moment, even more happily than before.

  The handsome and pale man looked at the woman infatuatedly, with unconcealable attachment and greed in his beautiful eyebrows.

  "Master...you are free, as despicable as me, sorry..."

  "Master, do you have anything that likes...like..." Me.

  The man hadn't finished his last sentence, and suddenly he closed his eyes.

  ……

  The body in the arms of the woman has lost a little bit of the temperature he should have.

  Even, it is still getting colder.

  Su Qinghuan hugged the man tightly, as if in this way, he could pass on his own temperature.

   Tears, along the woman's temples, silently spread into the man's collar.

  "Hanzhou...Don’t scare Master, okay?"

   "I have always wanted to protect you so much... the person who should say sorry, it is me..."

  ……

  Two lines of blood and tears were dripping from the corners of the eyes of the white-clothed Xianzun.

  And the man in the black and red robe in her arms turned into a light spot in the sky, surrounded her for a few times, and finally, annihilated between the sky and the earth.

   Disperse the soul.

  This is tantamount to the most terrifying punishment in this world.

  There is not even a chance to be reincarnated.

  The woman saw this scene and stood up in a daze.

"Do not……"

  She went crazy trying to catch those light spots, but how could that invisible light spot be held in her palm?

  Sorrow, like a river bursting a bank, endless.

  Pain is overflowing, all over the body, there is unspeakable regret, fear, and sorrow.

  Only to the end, but there is only a kind of numbness and hollowness.

  The white-clothed woman smiled madly. She has always cared about her image. Even if Taishan collapsed, her demeanor and demeanor were so proud, but at this moment, the woman laughed until she burst into tears.

   "Liars... are all liars."

  She is a liar.

  Yan Hanzhou is also a liar.

   just can’t tell who hurts who hurts more deeply.

   Yan Hanzhou told her in such a decisive way that it turned out that she was the one who suffered the most in the end.

  Hanzhou, this...how can it be.

  ……

  The heart seemed to have broken through a big hole, and countless cold winds passed by, dripping with blood, endless.

  The woman's heart upside down is all Yan Hanzhou's name, Yan Hanzhou's voice and smile.

  Obviously, they haven't even known each other for a year.

   But, in a daze, it seems that most of his life has passed.

  The woman stumbled forward, staggered, and fell into the river.

  The river has flooded the tips of the woman’s hair, cheeks, and lips.

   Tears, also silently merged into this stream.

  Hanzhou...

  Hanzhou...

  The White-clothed Immortal Venerable chanted the man’s name silently, and finally let himself in the thousands of currents, and fainted completely.

  ……

  Everything in the illusion has come to an end here.

   Yan Hanzhou in the real world leaned against the stone wall of Su Qinghuan’s cave in shock.

  He and Master...will it really follow this trend in the future?

  He wanted to continue to ask that Demon Lord Jiuyou.

  However, the man who has always claimed to be with his twin souls can no longer find even the remnant soul.

   At the moment when Yan Hanzhou felt cold all over, countless memories that did not belong to him instantly fell into his dantian of divine consciousness.

  That is the memory of Jun Jiuyou from when he was born to when he was smashed to death by Thunder Tribulation.

  ……

   scene after scene, one sound.

   Pain and obsession are mixed.

  Young Yan Hanzhou held his head unbearably, wishing to grab the ground with his head.

  But in the end, he still thumped and jumped into the Lingquan Pond. With his powerful mind and the powerful calming and calming effect of this thousand-year-old Lingquan, he forcibly calmed the surging Qi and blood.

   "It turns out... Jun Jiuyou and I are really the same person..."

  The boy muttered to himself in absent-minded eyes.

  He inherited all of Jun Jiuyou.

  Includes memory, emotion, and mana.

  The scars that the young man had been slashed by Thunder Tribulation were also healed without medicine at this moment. Even Yan Hanzhou still vaguely felt that he was promoted directly from the late Yuan Ying to the stage of transforming gods because of the fusion of the soul of Jun Jiuyou.

  Even Thunder Tribulation didn’t even pass.

  Because Jun Jiuyou has already survived the robbery.

  Now that their souls are compatible, Tiandao naturally defaults him to Jun Jiuyou.

  ……

  Yan Hanzhou stretched out his hands in disbelief, feeling the infinite spiritual power and devilish energy within the eight meridians of the strange meridian at this moment. He had never felt that his body was so brisk, and even his magic power was incredible.

  In the dark, Yan Hanzhou had a foreboding that his current cultivation base was even stronger than the master who had just experienced the thunder of God Transformation Tribulation!

  (End of this chapter)