SWNOVELXO The host, she is becoming beautiful every day
Chapter 629: Don’t Be Black (33)
Chapter 629: Don’t Be Black (33)
Yan Hanzhou's eyes were dark, as if frost had condensed in the youth's peach-blossom eyes, inexplicably frightening.
"May I ask Master Cheng Yang, who do you think my master admired when he was young?"
His Majesty Cheng Yang had heard of Yan Hanzhou's name before. After all, the talent of this young man who had entered the late stage of Jindan at the age of 17 was too eye-catching.
But what the white-haired old man didn't expect was that Yan Hanzhou in front of him was so handsome and monstrous, even standing next to Su Qinghuan and Ye Bingqing, his appearance was not inferior.
It's just...how come these facial features look familiar?
Because Yan Hanzhou's temperament and appearance are relatively more like his mother than his father, so Venerable Cheng Yang has not yet associated his appearance with Yan Yunzheng.
But the name Yan Hanzhou gave the white-haired old man a somewhat different meaning.
He laughed dumbly.
"Little fellow daoist, you haven't heard of it. When your master was young, did she ever admire Yan Jianxiu, who is known as the sword of the wind god? Speaking of which, the other party has the same surname as you."
With his status and status, Venerable Cheng Yang still couldn't change his gossip-loving temperament, and he winked at Su Qinghuan teasingly while speaking.
"Fairy Qing Huan, the reason why you accepted this little fellow Taoist Yan as your apprentice is probably because you have something to do with the world-shaking Yan Jianxiu?"
Venerable Cheng Yang was naturally joking, he didn't know that Yan Yunzheng had a son with that demon girl.
After all, Yan Hanzhou's parents hid him very well back then, and even those cultivators who hunted and killed them did not find out about it.
It was the original owner who had a crush on Yan Yunzheng to such an extent that she had a crush on it to such an extent that she would discover Yan Yunzheng and the "evil seed" of the witch.
……
Su Qinghuan's heart skipped a beat after being told so bluntly what the original owner had done, but her face was still extremely cold.
"Fellow Daoist Cheng Yang is joking. I accepted Han Zhou as my disciple, naturally because he is the rare and rare Thunder Spirit Root."
Yan Hanzhou listened to Su Qinghuan's answer with cold eyes, not wanting to miss even the slightest expression on the nun's face.
And Su Qinghuan had won the Best Actress in the past anyway, so naturally she wouldn't show any clues on her face.
But even so, the always thoughtful young man still felt a sharp pain in his heart.
He faintly felt that what Venerable Cheng Yang said might be close to the truth...
……
The young man clenched his hands tightly, and looked straight at Su Qinghuan with his eyes regardless of the presence of outsiders.
He stared closely at Su Qinghuan's facial features, with unknown pain on his face.
"Master, what you said earlier, is it true? Does it really have nothing to do with Yan Jianxiu, who has a sword of Fengshen?"
"..."
Being stared at by the young man for a moment, Su Qinghuan was inexplicably timid, not daring to face Yan Hanzhou's heavy eyes.
How should she describe the boy's gaze?
It's like a solid layer of ice, but inside that solid ice is wrapped a mass of fire. The intersection of ice and fire is so contradictory, it seems to make people overwhelmed with pain.
……
"Tong'er, these are obviously the original owner's fault, why am I starting to feel guilty?"
"Host, light a candle for you. According to my incomplete statistics, Yan Hanzhou's blackening value has just deepened. In addition, I'm friendly to tell you that the other party's blackening value is still on the rise."
"...Mist Grass!"
Su Qinghuan was shocked when she heard this.
She had thought that her careful delivery of medicine to heal the wounds, and her thoughtful teaching of high-level swordsmanship to the young man, even if it was not enough to clear up the past mistakes of the original owner, at least it should stop Yan Hanzhou's blackening value from rising.
Who knows, seems to backfire?
Su Qinghuan wiped away tears from her heart.
She pursed her thin lips slightly, and was trying to find a plausible reason to explain to Yan Hanzhou, but at this moment, a trembling bell rang out everywhere.
……
The expression of the immortal in white changed suddenly.
"It's the Tianyuan Secret Realm that has been opened."
Seeing the sun that had not yet set in the west, her pupils shrank slightly, and she murmured in shock.
"This year's Tianyuan Secret Realm seems to be opened earlier than it was a hundred years ago."
There is nothing more important than participating in the trial of the secret realm. After all, in the Yuan secret realm that day, there are spirit flowers and fruits that can save her from fire and water!
As soon as she finished speaking, there was a commotion all around.
But in an instant, a circular light opening appeared in the sky, which was a sign of the complete opening of the secret realm!
Su Qinghuan's eyes lit up, and she almost wanted to step forward with Yujian, but when she saw many people rushing into the secret realm, she suddenly realized something.
The white-clothed immortal stopped in his tracks, and hurriedly told Yan Hanzhou.
"Hanzhou, this secret realm is changing rapidly, I'm afraid it will be more dangerous if it opens early this time, follow closely as a teacher, don't lose track of it."
Well, of course, she was going to run away.
It would be even better if the secret realm directly teleported them to two different places, and it would save her from trying to find a reason to sneak away halfway!
……
After saying that, Su Qinghuan took out three talismans from the storage bag.
"This thing is a protective talisman. You stick it in your sleeve. If you encounter a catastrophe, this talisman can still withstand an attack at the Nascent Soul level. It can protect you from death three times."
"...The disciple let the master bother."
The young man didn't get the answer he wanted before, and he felt extremely hostile in his heart.
But seeing the life-saving talisman at this moment, the manic heart of the young man was miraculously soothed for a moment.
He lowered his head and took the life-saving talisman with a complicated expression.
……
"It's not worth worrying about. After all, you are the direct disciple of the deity. If there is any damage in that secret realm, it will only lose the face of my Liuli Peak."
Su Qinghuan spoke coldly, not taking credit for herself.
She was planning to run away to the death, and there was no need to be too enthusiastic. These three talismans should be regarded as the last compensation for this little apprentice.
……
Su Qinghuan thought this way in her heart, but Yan Hanzhou's brain circuit was not on the same channel as hers at all.
Because the distance was too close, the faint fragrance of jade face flowers all over the body of the white-clothed immortal burrowed into Yan Hanzhou's nostrils again.
The boy's eyes darkened.
"...No matter what, Master always cares about his disciples."
"Ah."
Su Qinghuan nodded indifferently, then turned to leave.
Seeing that snow-coloured figure flying away was about to leave, Yan Hanzhou became anxious for a while.
The boy's eyes were heavy, and he stretched out his hand suddenly, finally unable to restrain his emotions, he grabbed Su Qinghuan's sleeve.
The boy called out in a low voice.
"Master..."
???
"Is there anything else?"
Su Qinghuan's eyes fell on the boy's hand that took the initiative to pull her sleeve, and there was a bit of confusion in her phoenix eyes...
Fog grass, this is unscientific!
Didn't Yan Hanzhou always hate having close contact with her?
(End of this chapter)
Yan Hanzhou's eyes were dark, as if frost had condensed in the youth's peach-blossom eyes, inexplicably frightening.
"May I ask Master Cheng Yang, who do you think my master admired when he was young?"
His Majesty Cheng Yang had heard of Yan Hanzhou's name before. After all, the talent of this young man who had entered the late stage of Jindan at the age of 17 was too eye-catching.
But what the white-haired old man didn't expect was that Yan Hanzhou in front of him was so handsome and monstrous, even standing next to Su Qinghuan and Ye Bingqing, his appearance was not inferior.
It's just...how come these facial features look familiar?
Because Yan Hanzhou's temperament and appearance are relatively more like his mother than his father, so Venerable Cheng Yang has not yet associated his appearance with Yan Yunzheng.
But the name Yan Hanzhou gave the white-haired old man a somewhat different meaning.
He laughed dumbly.
"Little fellow daoist, you haven't heard of it. When your master was young, did she ever admire Yan Jianxiu, who is known as the sword of the wind god? Speaking of which, the other party has the same surname as you."
With his status and status, Venerable Cheng Yang still couldn't change his gossip-loving temperament, and he winked at Su Qinghuan teasingly while speaking.
"Fairy Qing Huan, the reason why you accepted this little fellow Taoist Yan as your apprentice is probably because you have something to do with the world-shaking Yan Jianxiu?"
Venerable Cheng Yang was naturally joking, he didn't know that Yan Yunzheng had a son with that demon girl.
After all, Yan Hanzhou's parents hid him very well back then, and even those cultivators who hunted and killed them did not find out about it.
It was the original owner who had a crush on Yan Yunzheng to such an extent that she had a crush on it to such an extent that she would discover Yan Yunzheng and the "evil seed" of the witch.
……
Su Qinghuan's heart skipped a beat after being told so bluntly what the original owner had done, but her face was still extremely cold.
"Fellow Daoist Cheng Yang is joking. I accepted Han Zhou as my disciple, naturally because he is the rare and rare Thunder Spirit Root."
Yan Hanzhou listened to Su Qinghuan's answer with cold eyes, not wanting to miss even the slightest expression on the nun's face.
And Su Qinghuan had won the Best Actress in the past anyway, so naturally she wouldn't show any clues on her face.
But even so, the always thoughtful young man still felt a sharp pain in his heart.
He faintly felt that what Venerable Cheng Yang said might be close to the truth...
……
The young man clenched his hands tightly, and looked straight at Su Qinghuan with his eyes regardless of the presence of outsiders.
He stared closely at Su Qinghuan's facial features, with unknown pain on his face.
"Master, what you said earlier, is it true? Does it really have nothing to do with Yan Jianxiu, who has a sword of Fengshen?"
"..."
Being stared at by the young man for a moment, Su Qinghuan was inexplicably timid, not daring to face Yan Hanzhou's heavy eyes.
How should she describe the boy's gaze?
It's like a solid layer of ice, but inside that solid ice is wrapped a mass of fire. The intersection of ice and fire is so contradictory, it seems to make people overwhelmed with pain.
……
"Tong'er, these are obviously the original owner's fault, why am I starting to feel guilty?"
"Host, light a candle for you. According to my incomplete statistics, Yan Hanzhou's blackening value has just deepened. In addition, I'm friendly to tell you that the other party's blackening value is still on the rise."
"...Mist Grass!"
Su Qinghuan was shocked when she heard this.
She had thought that her careful delivery of medicine to heal the wounds, and her thoughtful teaching of high-level swordsmanship to the young man, even if it was not enough to clear up the past mistakes of the original owner, at least it should stop Yan Hanzhou's blackening value from rising.
Who knows, seems to backfire?
Su Qinghuan wiped away tears from her heart.
She pursed her thin lips slightly, and was trying to find a plausible reason to explain to Yan Hanzhou, but at this moment, a trembling bell rang out everywhere.
……
The expression of the immortal in white changed suddenly.
"It's the Tianyuan Secret Realm that has been opened."
Seeing the sun that had not yet set in the west, her pupils shrank slightly, and she murmured in shock.
"This year's Tianyuan Secret Realm seems to be opened earlier than it was a hundred years ago."
There is nothing more important than participating in the trial of the secret realm. After all, in the Yuan secret realm that day, there are spirit flowers and fruits that can save her from fire and water!
As soon as she finished speaking, there was a commotion all around.
But in an instant, a circular light opening appeared in the sky, which was a sign of the complete opening of the secret realm!
Su Qinghuan's eyes lit up, and she almost wanted to step forward with Yujian, but when she saw many people rushing into the secret realm, she suddenly realized something.
The white-clothed immortal stopped in his tracks, and hurriedly told Yan Hanzhou.
"Hanzhou, this secret realm is changing rapidly, I'm afraid it will be more dangerous if it opens early this time, follow closely as a teacher, don't lose track of it."
Well, of course, she was going to run away.
It would be even better if the secret realm directly teleported them to two different places, and it would save her from trying to find a reason to sneak away halfway!
……
After saying that, Su Qinghuan took out three talismans from the storage bag.
"This thing is a protective talisman. You stick it in your sleeve. If you encounter a catastrophe, this talisman can still withstand an attack at the Nascent Soul level. It can protect you from death three times."
"...The disciple let the master bother."
The young man didn't get the answer he wanted before, and he felt extremely hostile in his heart.
But seeing the life-saving talisman at this moment, the manic heart of the young man was miraculously soothed for a moment.
He lowered his head and took the life-saving talisman with a complicated expression.
……
"It's not worth worrying about. After all, you are the direct disciple of the deity. If there is any damage in that secret realm, it will only lose the face of my Liuli Peak."
Su Qinghuan spoke coldly, not taking credit for herself.
She was planning to run away to the death, and there was no need to be too enthusiastic. These three talismans should be regarded as the last compensation for this little apprentice.
……
Su Qinghuan thought this way in her heart, but Yan Hanzhou's brain circuit was not on the same channel as hers at all.
Because the distance was too close, the faint fragrance of jade face flowers all over the body of the white-clothed immortal burrowed into Yan Hanzhou's nostrils again.
The boy's eyes darkened.
"...No matter what, Master always cares about his disciples."
"Ah."
Su Qinghuan nodded indifferently, then turned to leave.
Seeing that snow-coloured figure flying away was about to leave, Yan Hanzhou became anxious for a while.
The boy's eyes were heavy, and he stretched out his hand suddenly, finally unable to restrain his emotions, he grabbed Su Qinghuan's sleeve.
The boy called out in a low voice.
"Master..."
???
"Is there anything else?"
Su Qinghuan's eyes fell on the boy's hand that took the initiative to pull her sleeve, and there was a bit of confusion in her phoenix eyes...
Fog grass, this is unscientific!
Didn't Yan Hanzhou always hate having close contact with her?
(End of this chapter)
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