Chapter 615

"Haoran, I vaguely remember that you have a birthmark in your heart, don't you?"

Of course, Su Qinghuan made it up, but she really needs this answer!

The white dress woman's face color was still very cold and alienated, but her eyes were as bright as stars, with an eagerness that she had never understood.

……

Liu Haoran heard the speech, but he was suddenly stunned.

"Master, how do you know that the disciple has a birthmark in his heart?"

Although Liu Haoran joined the Qingyun sect when he was a child, she was six or seven years old when she was accepted as a closed disciple by Su Qinghuan. Moreover, Liu Lixian Zun has always ignored common things. She is only responsible for teaching Liu Haoran and Zhong linger sword cultivation.

As for the disciples' daily life, they are always managed by the factotum, so it is impossible to take care of them personally, let alone know what birthmarks Liu Haoran has on his body.

……

Liu Haoran really has a birthmark?!

Su Qinghuan's heart jumped violently, and she almost couldn't keep her face cold and alienated.

Is the young white sword Xiu in front of her really the person she has been looking for?

In fact, Liu Haoran was born really well, but he was a little inferior to Yan Hanzhou's appearance of being like an immortal and a demon.

Su Qinghuan doesn't care that Liu Haoran is just a double spiritual root. Anyway, if she finds her own Taoist partner, even if the other party is just a mortal and can't cultivate immortals, she will try her best to protect the other party and make longevity pills for him to prolong his life.

……

The little fox was surging in her heart. She silently pinched herself and tried to calm herself down. Then she waved to Liu Haoran faintly.

"It was said by a mammy who took care of you when you were young. Recently, I picked up some things, which may have a great impact on my cultivation path. So I want to have a look at it myself, OK?"

"... OK."

Liu Haoran didn't expect Su Qinghuan to say so.

But he was not the six or seven year old child who needed some Mammy to help him take care of his daily life.

When the young man in white thought of the location of the birthmark, his face turned red, but he still pulled his belt and wanted to take off his long robe.

In Liu Haoran's world, he saw the master as the only God in the world.

He really respected her and said nothing about what the other party said.

I just don't know why. Looking at Su Qinghuan's cold and dust-free face, I know that the master can count some special things only because of the respect of Yuanying.

Fate is mysterious. Some Yuanying and Huashen are on the way to cultivate immortality. Because they are more and more consistent with the aura between heaven and earth, they can vaguely perceive what may happen in the future, so they will stop in advance or make other countermeasures in advance.

The master's request is very reasonable, but now he thinks of the difference between men and women. It's really inappropriate.

People in the cultivation of immortals should have been separated from the world long ago. They should cut off this association. What's more, this person in front of him is the teacher he needs to admire all his life.

Liu Haoran's ears were slightly red, and his hands trembled gently.

Seeing that the belt was about to be torn off, Su Qinghuan suddenly noticed the youth's discomfort.

……

Thinking of it, there is still a curtain of heaven and earth. Although no one will suddenly visit on the top of Liuli peak, even if there is, she can feel her outward divine sense, but it seems that it is not good to let her big disciple take off his Taoist robe outdoors.

People who didn't know thought that she, a Yuan Ying shangzun, had some unknown terrible hobbies for her disciples.

Su Qinghuan immediately felt a little embarrassed. She immediately bowed her head and coughed slightly.

"It's a teacher's mistake. Haoran, you'd better follow me into the Shangqing Palace first. It's bad if others misunderstand."

“……”

As soon as Su Qinghuan's voice fell, Liu Haoran suddenly woke up and turned around.

Misunderstanding?

What misunderstanding?

Would others think it inappropriate for the master to ask him to do this

The young man in white had a slightly stiff palm and followed Su Qinghuan's back step by step.

He always has great respect for the master. He never thought he would have any fancy for the master before.

But when the door of Shangqing hall closed slowly, Liu Haoran only felt his heart beat faster.

But Su Qinghuan's face was still as cold as the snow on the eaves. The clear and Ling Feng's eyes were only empty, which made Liu Haoran suddenly ashamed.

"Well, Haoran, you start."

Su Qinghuan nodded slightly. There was no difference in her face, and people couldn't tell how surging her heart was.

"... OK."

Liu Haoran opened the dress belt with trembling fingers. He didn't know how to describe his face. He was a little nervous. Even the palm of his hand began to exude a thin layer of sweat.

Soon, the young man's solid texture appeared in front of the immortal in white.

Su Qinghuan took several deep breaths silently and built her heart for a long time. However, at one glance, she almost stumbled.

——Below Liu Haoran's heart, there was indeed a birthmark, but the birthmark was light brown, and its shape was a little similar to an irregular triangle. Anyway, it was completely different from the red fox tail.

It's false to say no loss.

The saddest thing in the world is definitely not that there is no hope all the time, but that when there is hope, he is directly told of despair.

Su Qinghuan was slightly shocked, but she tried her best to stand firm and didn't want others to see her embarrassment.

"... not him..."

Unexpectedly, it's not him.

Obviously she thought she was close to the truth.

The girl in white murmured. Her eyes, which were as bright as stars, obviously didn't change much, but the young sword Xiu, who was paying attention to Su Qinghuan at the moment, immediately noticed the loss in the master's eyes.

"Not what?"

Liu Haoran also stared at Su Qinghuan in a daze. Although he didn't know what Su Qinghuan's fate was, he couldn't help his respected teacher. The young disciple still felt guilty.

He bit his teeth and suddenly knelt down.

"Master, it's my disciple who is incompetent and can't"

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It's false to say no loss.

The saddest thing in the world is definitely not that there is no hope all the time, but that when there is hope, he is directly told of despair.

Su Qinghuan was slightly shocked, but she tried her best to stand firm and didn't want others to see her embarrassment.

"... not him..."

Unexpectedly, it's not him.

Obviously, she thought she was about to Qinghuan. Although she didn't know what Su Qinghuan's fate was, she didn't help her respected teacher. The young disciple still vaguely felt guilty.

He bit his teeth and suddenly knelt down.