The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 760 Sick disciples don’t blacken (164) 2200+ words

  The little dragon seemed to suffer to the extreme. Suddenly, his body became ten times its original size, and it was nearly three meters long!

  Although it is still not as powerful and domineering as the real Shenlong, it is still much more frightening than before.

  "……"

  Mist grass!

  The little fox who saw this scene was even more stunned.

  She even took a step back in shock.

   Losing his sense of autonomy, the dragon-shaped Yan Hanzhou, which is about three meters long, slammed into the mountain wall frantically, and his thin, silvery scales even ooze bloodshot eyes.

  "……"

  Su Qinghuan gritted her teeth and forcibly calmed her breath. She walked towards Yan Hanzhou with a little fright.

   "Hanzhou...Don't abuse yourself like this!"

  Even if it is entering the embarrassing period, there is no need to crash yourself into a blood-stained, sickly dragon!

  ……

  White-clothed Immortal Venerable's fingers pinched the Qingxin Jue, tentatively pouring aura into the mysterious black true dragon.

  Although the dragon-shaped Yan Hanzhou has lost his self-consciousness, he still feels that the white-clothed woman in front of him is so happy for him.

  The young dragon immediately stopped hitting the wall. He lowered the heroic dragon head aggrievedly and rubbed his horn on the woman's shoulder.

   "Woo..."

  If it is normal, Su Qinghuan can still feel very happy when he feels Yan Hanzhou’s behavior of showing closeness.

  But when she thought of what was behind this crazy show of affection, she started to chill in her back.

  The foxes of Qingqiu, even if their lovers are foxes of the same race, they rarely fall in love with their partners in the form of spirit beasts.

What's more, Yan Hanzhou is still such a three-meter-long dragon at the moment. Just looking at the two indescribable terrible places of the real dragon, Su Qinghuan feels extremely scary...

  If Su Qinghuan didn’t guess wrong, if Yan Hanzhou has been unable to ease the demands of this embarrassing period, I’m afraid his dragon shape will become even bigger.

  At that time, my little ruined temple will no longer be able to hold such an exaggerated real dragon.

  ……

   "Han Zhou, you are good, listen to the master to recite the heart spell for you."

  Su Qinghuan gently stroked the young hero's faucet so lovingly, she always had the illusion that she had raised a large pet.

Hmm, but she herself is a white fox with white fur. When she was young, her elders were so cute because of her fox's real body. Especially the nine tails were so soft and cute. She often called her to look like a fox. , For them to have fun playing with the tail.

  But when Su Qinghuan grows up, she doesn't want to be played by the elders.

  When she jumped off the Slaughter Cliff, her beauty was completely ruined, and even the white fur of her real body became black and bald. Presumably no one wanted to play with her tail anymore.

  ……

  Thinking of those things in the past, the little fox couldn't help passing a trace of sentimental expression on his face.

   Losing her self-consciousness, Yan Hanzhou, the dragon-shaped Yan Hanzhou, who could only react entirely instinctively, seemed dissatisfied with the woman's wandering at this moment, and quickly touched the woman's arm with her horn, indicating that she was not allowed to wander and could only look at herself.

   "Hey, you are so possessive in the shape of a dragon."

  Su Qinghuan shook his head helplessly and smiled.

  She was about to play a trick on Yan Hanzhou. After all, it is rare to see Yan Hanzhou at such an unconscious moment, but when she felt the obvious scorching heat in the two places on her waist, the little fox soon couldn't laugh.

  ……

  If you guessed correctly...

  That's the terrible dragon shape of Yan Hanzhou...cough cough.

  Su Qinghuan's whole expression is spartan again.

   She turned her head with her pupils shrinking slightly, only feeling that her hands and feet were a little weak, but now Yan Hanzhou has become a three-meter-long dragon, and the whole dragon shape is much more powerful and mighty.

  I'm afraid that if it is really what she guessed, the changes in the young place will only be more shocking.

  The little fox didn't dare to look down, but quickly recited the Heart-Clearing Mantra to Yan Hanzhou.

   "The heart is icy and clear, the sky will not be alarmed. The change is still stable, the spirit is calm. The dust is not stained, the vulgarity is not stained. That is, the eyebrows are stretched, and the spiritual platform is clear..."

  ……

  At first, this heart-clearing curse was still useful to the dragon-shaped Yan Hanzhou, apparently it calmed the young dragon's emotions.

  But afterwards, this Heart-Cleaning Mantra obviously didn't work.

   After Su Qing chanted the spell for a full hour, he found that the vertical pupils of Yan Hanzhou’s dragon-shaped eyes even had a tendency to redden, and even the dragon's body had the meaning of madly hitting the wall.

  "……"

  Su Qinghuan felt helpless and ridiculous, but in order to prevent Yan Hanzhou from hurting herself, she hurriedly used a spell for Yan Hanzhou, so that Yan Hanzhou could only swing the dragon body slightly at this moment.

  Although Yan Hanzhou's cultivation base is higher than her, but after all he has lost his sense of autonomy, and only knows how to use brute force, naturally he doesn't understand how to lift the shackles of the White Immortal Venerable's formation.

   "Woo..."

  The young dragon roared angrily, but even if he had great strength, he did not dare to vent the white-clothed woman in front of him, so he could only look at Su Qinghuan with that kind of extremely aggrieved eyes.

  Looking at it so complainingly by a dragon, Su Qinghuan almost had the illusion that he was treating animals harshly.

  唔, if you didn't know that Yan Hanzhou would wake up in embarrassment, otherwise Su Qinghuan would like to use the photo pearl to record the expression of the young dragon at this moment.

  Because she saw that Yan Hanzhou didn't want to hurt herself when she lost her mind, Su Qinghuan felt a faint warmth in her heart, and she gently patted the head of the young dragon.

  "Good boy, good boy, Han Zhou is now eighteen years old. He is a real man. This bit of discomfort must be endured. Come on."

  "……"

  Although she did not understand what the woman was saying, but because Su Qinghuan refused to help herself in the way she wanted, the young dragon was obviously very dissatisfied.

  He suddenly opened his mouth. Before Su Qinghuan could see what it was, he realized that the dragon-shaped Yan Hanzhou was able to use the rain technique. She was showered from head to toe!

  Su Qinghuan does not have much irritated thoughts. After all, she is just a dragon that is just eighteen years old. What can be wicked?

  It's just that the little fox is very strange, and Yan Hanzhou can actually rain.

  Is this because Yan Hanzhou himself is a Lei Linggen monk, and most of the dragons are good at calling the wind and calling the rain?

  It would be a bit too ridiculous if he were a fire spirit root monk like Jun Jiuyou, and if he could rain.

  ……

  Yan Hanzhou’s eighteenth birthday present, Su Qinghuan actually thought about it a long time ago, and that is the kind of birthday cake she ate in the postmodern era.

  Only at this moment when she took out the birthday cake from the storage bag, she could only stare at the dragon-shaped Yan Hanzhou.

  There is no such thing as cream in the Xiuxian Realm. Su Qinghuan replaced it with a special white grease. The whole thing still looked like that.

  "Hanzhou, happy birthday, would you like to eat some?"

  Su Qing happily forked a piece of cake with a fork, and wanted to pass it into the mouth of the dragon-shaped Yan Hanzhou.

  And the young dragon just stared at her with big eyes and small eyes, his eyes seemed to be very wronged.

  It seems that he is more interested in eating her than eating this cake.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan certainly understood this in her heart.

  But no matter how much she accepts, it is impossible for her to have anything to do with the dragon-shaped Yan Hanzhou.

  Thinking about this in her heart, Su Qinghuan reluctantly fed the young dragon a piece of cake.

"Is it tasty?"

  Yan Hanzhou, who is in the shape of a dragon, of course would not answer her, and could only swallow the strange-smelling white pastry aggrievedly.

  Su Qinghuan was very satisfied, and she suddenly felt that the dragon-shaped Yan Hanzhou was much more obedient.

   Just as Su Qinghuan was proud, suddenly, Young Long didn’t know how to break away from her magic circle, and dragged her into his arms!

  (End of this chapter)