Chapter 609

Even if Yan Hanzhou lowered his head and didn't raise his eyes at the moment, Su Qinghuan could clearly feel the hatred and hatred that Yan Hanzhou had repressed.

Is she so annoying?

Recalling the actions of the original owner, it seems that Yan Hanzhou is really a big slag.

……

Su Qinghuan coughed slightly guilty and tried his best to carry the arrogant aura of Yuanying's upper respect.

"Yan Hanzhou, you don't need to speculate too much about what I do. You just need to know that everything I do now is for you."

Her skill is completely impeccable. There is no loophole at all!

She emphasized what she had done "in the future" and what she had done before. Of course, she would not admit it even if she died.

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"Master... It's all for my good?"

Yan Hanzhou repeated this sentence with a smile. His face was expressionless, and his face was so beautiful that it was difficult to distinguish between male and female.

Su Qinghuan nodded without shame.

"I brought you here today to heal my wounds. Before, I sent you to fight Xiaobi, the sect of Qingyun sect, instead of sending ling'er and Haoran, I just had high hopes for you."

Ah, throw the pot. She likes to throw the pot.

No matter how absurd the reason is, she can pull a look of true feelings.

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Yan Hanzhou looked at the woman's kindness, but he was not moved at all. The young man's eyes were as usual, but nodded faintly.

"The master's trouble is that the disciple was too stupid to understand."

If Su Qinghuan hadn't been following his treatment all the time, how could he have no magic medicine after Linggen was injured and had no choice but to go to the Tibetan pill pavilion to steal medicine.

Su Qinghuan just caught him right in the eyes and ears of Qingyun sect and directly killed him who was already hurt.

The white whip in the hand of Liuli immortal can stir up the yuan God with one whip. Don't say the whole Qingyun sect, looking at the whole canglan continent, who dares to say that he is not afraid?

And he, as Su Qinghuan's closed door disciple, has received 47 lashes since he started at the age of seven!

Maybe it's just a big life to live to the present!

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Su Qinghuan's eyes swept Yan Hanzhou's expressionless face. She was also very depressed. She had a good feeling with the first person in canglan mainland in the future. How could it be so difficult!

All blame the original owner for doing too much. She doesn't have a shortcut to wash white.

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Seeing that the atmosphere is becoming more and more stalemate, the little fox is crying bitterly in her heart, and the original owner is a high cold flower. She can't directly break the work and explain it to the other party. She really changed her mind and decided to be a good man, right?

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When Su Qinghuan was struggling, he suddenly noticed that Yan Hanzhou had never worn his broken white Taoist robe since he was awake.

Although Yan Hanzhou is thin, he has contracted most of the coolies up and down Liuli peak these years, and the youth is a crazy master of hard cultivation, so the bleeding texture lines are still very smooth.

Even the mermaid lines with distinct blocks can be seen faintly, but Yan Hanzhou's lines are very good-looking and not like those too strong physique, because his muscles are too open, but they look ferocious and easy to scare away the little girl.

The little fox was busy saving people and had no time to look at the boy's body.

At the moment, Su Qinghuan saw that the Lingquan had washed away a lot of blood from the youth and constantly nourished Yan Hanzhou's texture. Only then did Su Qinghuan witness Yan Hanzhou's excellent posture.

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"What do you think you've been staring at me?"

Yan Hanzhou slowly opened his mouth, and suddenly he saw that he was always proud and cold in front of him, with a touch of suspicious pink on the tip of his ears.

For a moment, Yan Hanzhou almost thought he was wrong.

Because Su Qinghuan soon recovered his original dust-free arrogance.

Su Qinghuan raised his hand, pursed his lips, and opened his mouth expressionless.

"I'm looking at your scars, Han Zhou. Come closer. I cleaned some of your scars for you first."

“……”

Su Qinghuan spoke the word Hanzhou very fluently and naturally, but Yan Hanzhou was almost shocked by the clear enunciation.

Because the glazed immortal Zun, who is high above, has never called his name in such two words.

If it were not Yan Hanzhou with his first name and last name, it would be a substitute for you.

However, Su Qinghuan has never had this attitude towards Zhong linger and Liu Haoran, two disciples who have been collected early.

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At the moment, Yan Hanzhou's eyes were slightly heavy when he heard Su Qinghuan call himself so. For a moment, he didn't know what idea Su Qinghuan was making in his bones.

He would not think that the sudden closeness of the white immortal Zun was really for his sake and was ready to reform and be good to him from now on.

Oh, if someone kills you year after year, breaks your hands and feet, humiliates your hair, but suddenly shows a little goodwill one day, can you believe that this is not a weasel paying New Year's greetings to the chicken?

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"What? Han Zhou, you don't trust me as a teacher?"

Su Qinghuan frowned slightly and looked unhappy.

In fact, the original body is not only skin, but also the sound is like the ice falling under the eaves, which is cold and beautiful.

Just listening to such a person calling his name, Yan Hanzhou had no reason to nausea.

"No, I'm just poor in spiritual power. I secretly adjusted my breath for a moment, which made the master misunderstand."

Yan Hanzhou said respectfully, and then walked slowly towards Su Qinghuan.

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Yan Hanzhou was not well dressed. At the moment, they are just an arm's distance. Although Su Qinghuan is a teacher, she is a woman after all, far less tall and slender than Yan Hanzhou.

At the moment, the young man stood in front of him. Su Qinghuan almost felt a shadow hanging over him.

When he clearly looked at Yan Hanzhou's eight abdominal muscles with clear barriers, Su Qinghuan was inexplicably uncomfortable.

She opened her eyes slightly, and the light cherry powder at the tip of her ears did not escape the deep eyelashes of the youth.

"Master? Haven't you started yet?"

Yan Hanzhou asked tentatively.

In fact, he hates such close contact more than Su Qinghuan.

Especially looking at the expressionless face of the woman in white, he knew that his master was born extremely beautiful. It's a pity that a vicious hypocrite has such a posture and appearance.

The young man's eyes stopped for a moment at Su Qinghuan's slender waist wrapped in a white ribbon.

The master's waist is really thin

The young man thought maliciously.

——It's not so much that the immortal in white is suitable for teaching and preaching. I'm afraid it's better to be held in his arms by a man and loved as a furnace tripod.

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The young man glanced imperceptibly across the face of the woman in white, and his eyes were full of dark malice.

Su Qinghuan didn't notice it. She raised her hands attentively and swept Yan Hanzhou's body with a pair of catkin plain hands, which soon eliminated most of the young man's scars.

Su Qinghuan devotes himself to helping him heal. It takes some time to finish these. Su Qinghuan is a little out of strength.

"Your whip marks are hurt by spirit tools. I can't eliminate them for the time being. You have to rely on your own advanced Yuanying to subside."

"I understand."

Su Qinghuan nodded and was a little tired. He wanted the boy to step down.

However, she had delivered too much spiritual power to Yan Hanzhou in the factotum room before. Even though she was immersed in the spiritual spring pool at the moment, she had just consumed a lot of spiritual tools, and the old injury of the original owner still broke out uncontrollably.

"Hiss..."

Su Qinghuan snorted bitterly.

He almost stumbled coldly and fell straight into Yan Hanzhou's arms——