Chapter 610

Su Qinghuan wanted to hold back the teenager and didn't want others to see him hurt.

Who would have thought that today I would lose face and throw myself in front of this disciple who hates me most?

Su Qinghuan was angry in her heart, but there was a sharp pain like a needle in her limbs. She couldn't bear it for a moment. She leaned forward from inertia and fell straight into Yan Hanzhou's arms!

艹.

Su Qinghuan secretly scolded.

With such a posture, I feel like I'm going to throw myself into the arms and dive and touch porcelain.

She is the head of a peak. Where is the dignity of a teacher?!

……

"Master, are you okay?"

Yan Hanzhou didn't expect Su Qinghuan to take off his strength. In his eyes, Su Qinghuan was always superior and looked down at everything with his proud Phoenix eyes.

However, at the moment, the white Fairy Statue seemed to lose all his dignity and fell into his arms like a wounded cub.

Yan Hanzhou should have pushed her away.

I don't know how I got obsessed. Subconsciously, I grabbed the white woman's waist and hugged each other.

It's... As thin as he thought.

No, even thinner, softer.

——The world says soft jade is warm and fragrant, but that's all.

For a moment, Yan Hanzhou even felt that Su Qinghuan's light fragrance of jade flowers didn't disgust him so much.

Aware of his dangerous idea, Yan Hanzhou had a situation gathering at the bottom of his eyes. He never expected that he would have such close contact with the immortal teacher who always regarded him as my shoes.

"Master? What's the matter with you? Do you need disciples to help you back to the quiet room for rest?"

The young man opened his mouth low, but his hands tightened slightly, feeling the slender waist of the white fairy without trace.

Yan Hanzhou almost had an illusion.

If you pinch yourself, will your thin waist break?

……

Facing the disciple's question, Su Qinghuan gave a stuffy hum, and cold sweat fell on his forehead.

"... No."

I'm afraid she has to send Yan Hanzhou away and continue to soak in the Lingquan for a few hours.

Su Qinghuan looked up. She knew Yan Hanzhou was very tall and vigorous, but now she fell into the arms of the young man. Su Qinghuan almost felt a shadow hanging over her.

And she obviously let Yan Hanzhou suffer so many injuries, but the young man's chest was so tight!

Su Qinghuan's accomplishments are only high, but in fact, due to the limitations of her innate physiology, she is not a forged body. She is still a delicate skin and flesh. At the moment when she first hit the teenager, she gave a low cry of pain.

It really hurts to bump into each other!

He didn't get so many lashes. Why is his whole body as hard as iron?!

——Even her forehead was pale red.

……

The original body's broken constitution is so easy to leave a mark. If you don't use mana to remove it, I'm afraid some blood stasis won't dissipate in a few days.

It's no wonder that people all over the world say that the scale free body of colored glass is a good material naturally suitable for being a furnace tripod.

The original body does look cold on the outside, but in fact, there is a natural charm inside.

Fortunately, Jiuyou, the evil Lord of the demon world who collected and mended the original Lord, disdained her double cultivation. Otherwise, the original Lord would not die of pain because his skills were sucked away, but should die of shame and anger.

……

"Han Zhou, let me go first. As a teacher, I was just a little astringent before, huh!..."

According to the original height, she couldn't say anything. Let Yan Hanzhou help her stand firm.

Pain!

Why is it so painful!

In my mind, I was torn by a saw. For a moment, it was like a fire burning my body, and for a moment, it was like falling into an ice cave.

……

Su Qinghuan suddenly regretted why she had so generously delivered so much aura to Yan Hanzhou. At the moment, there were disordered auras in her eight strange meridians. If Yan Hanzhou explored her aura, he would soon feel something wrong with himself.

This is not a sheep into a tiger's mouth?!

You know, Yan Hanzhou is also a golden elixir now!

The damage of his spiritual root had been repaired with great efforts yesterday, and a thousand year old Yuyan lingguo was wasted. Now it's good. It's her turn!

System 233 heard Su Qinghuan's voice and immediately opened his mouth coolly.

"Host, you're not right. You're not a sheep into a tiger's mouth."

"What is that?"

"It's the body that feeds the tiger."

“……”

That makes sense. She was speechless.

He, a fake immortal who has been struggling to maintain the realm of fake Yuanying, even has to help the first person who has risen in canglan mainland in recent thousands of years.

Isn't she trying to die?!

……

When Su Qinghuan said that his aura was stagnant, the young man's original dark eyes suddenly flashed a fleeting light.

He looked at Su Qinghuan's pale eyebrows without a trace, and wanted to take Su Qinghuan's arm.

"Master, if you feel uncomfortable, why don't you let your disciples explore your spiritual pulse?"

In the face of that kind of repressed and exploratory eyes, Su Qinghuan could not know the other party's malice.

If you let this bastard know that she's just struggling to support and hasn't fallen to the golden pill until now, she'll be over!

The other party's cultivation realm will be thousands of miles a day!

Su Qinghuan suddenly became stiff. His face was pale and the sweat on his forehead was fine, but he still quickly exhausted his strength and suddenly broke free from Yan Hanzhou's arms.

"No, it doesn't matter to be a teacher. I'm just a little tired. Please leave first."

……

When Su Qinghuan broke free, Yan Hanzhou noticed with sharp eyes that when the white immortal Zun raised his hand, his cloud sleeves rippled open, and there was a little red mole under his white as snow right wrist.

Hook people for no reason.

Looking at the red mole, the boy's eyes narrowed slightly.

——He had always thought that there were only black and white left on the whole woman.

Because Su Qinghuan was suddenly far away, the fragrance of Yuyan flower at the tip of his nose became lighter in an instant. Yan Hanzhou was inexplicably impatient.

He stared at the tail of the white nun's eyes, which were slightly red because of pain, and seemed to speak with concern.

"Master?! are you really all right? But your face really worries the disciples."

"Do you dare to question even if you are a teacher?"

"Get out!"

The nun in white shouted coldly.

Just because she was out of strength at the moment, even her voice seemed more angry than usual.

The young man's eyes moved up and refused to move, and the eyes fell in Su Qinghuan's hazy eyes.

He had never seen Su Qinghuan like this. She was always arrogant and fierce. However, at the moment, her eyes seemed to be mixed with water light, as if she wanted to cry.

Of course, Su Qinghuan won't cry in front of Yan Hanzhou even if it hurts any more. It's too embarrassing to leave her at Grandma's house.

The boy stared at Su Qinghuan's red eyes. He suddenly felt that the master at the moment was more abusive.

Yan Hanzhou's heart is even darker. He even has an impulse to make su Qinghuan cry!