If Su Qinghuan took it out deliberately, it would make Yan Hanzhou more suspicious, but today he asked Su Qinghuan for advice on Kendo, which was obviously his temporary intention.

Would there be such a coincidence?

Su Qinghuan deliberately dug a pit, ready to give the wrong sword formula and let him go crazy?

This probability is too low. Even Yan Hanzhou, who has always hated Su Qinghuan, can't convince himself.

……

Master, so what are you going to do this time?

Recalling a series of abnormal behaviors of Su Qinghuan in recent days, the dark eyes of the young man were deep and deep.

If she had ulterior motives and a great plot, Yan Hanzhou would not be surprised at all. He would have thought of a way to revenge.

But if this woman is really ready to change?

Is he going to believe her?

……

While Yan Hanzhou was staring at the jade slip, he suddenly took the jade slip from his palm with a small hand.

"Wow, younger martial brother?! the master will give you the formula of colored glass sword?"

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"Your previous efforts were wrong. It's only right to be like this..."

The immortal in white stood behind Yan Hanzhou. His fingers, which were more delicate and white than Hotan Yu, were gently playing on the boy's arm at the moment.

Because of such a close distance, Yan Hanzhou felt that the faint fragrance of Yuyan flowers was getting stronger and stronger. The breath spread from the tip of his nose to his lungs, as if it were going to drill into his soul.

Yan Hanzhou's eyelashes trembled slightly, and even his heart was in a trance for a moment. He almost couldn't hold the spirit sword.

Thinking that Su Qinghuan's wrist still fell on his arm, Yan Hanzhou somehow breathed again.

……

"Han Zhou? What's the matter? Do you remember the key points I said?"

Su Qinghuan frowned and looked at him in surprise.

Knowing that the seemingly pure young man in front of her was a peerless belly black big tail wolf, and even her sword moves were deliberately wrong, she taught Yan Hanzhou carefully.

But even if Yan Hanzhou hated her no matter how much, he wouldn't put on such a tight and tight pair of thin lips, even perfunctory?

It's so frustrating!

She's not a monster!

……

Su Qinghuan's words were caring, but they fell in Yan Hanzhou's ears, which made the youth very uncomfortable.

He subconsciously broke away from Su Qinghuan's hand and nodded anxiously.

For a moment, he dared not face Su Qinghuan's eyes.

"Well, I see."

Because the young man hung his head, he was easily attracted by the plain hand of the white fairy.

The wind blew away Su Qinghuan's robe and blew a corner of the cloud sleeve.

The red mole under the wrist of the white immortal Zun's right hand fell on the immortal Zun, who seemed to be carved in black and white, like ice. It was a kind of silent seduction and bewitchment.

Even made him want to kiss.

Look at that red mole. Is it also like the woman's expression? It can only make people feel endless cold.

……

No, how can I have such a terrible idea?

He just... Wanted to kiss her?

Yan Hanzhou was cold all over, and his eyes were incredible.

Although the young man felt that the woman in front of him was better to be a furnace tripod wantonly occupied by a man than a Fairy Statue who preached and taught.

But Yan Hanzhou was just malicious speculation at that time.

But when his eyes were unconsciously attracted by Su Qinghuan's skin bag, Yan Hanzhou almost thought for a moment whether the woman had put a spell on him.

Clearly, a few days ago, he still felt that the other party was so vicious. Even if his skin was good, his face was disgusting to the dust.

……

Seeing the boy's white face and strange expression, Su Qinghuan couldn't help frowning more and more.

"You really understand? Why don't you demonstrate it again?"

“……”

Yan Hanzhou nodded absently. He was not in the mood to practice Kendo at the moment. Subconsciously, he wanted to escape from the top of the glazed mountain.

The boy quickly took the sword and made a demonstration.

But perhaps because he really didn't pay attention to the sword practice, he subconsciously made the wrong action this time.

When the reaction came, Yan Hanzhou was already tight with thin lips.

His mind floated and he threw his fist and hand in a very anxious manner.

"It's the disciple's stupidity. He made another mistake in his sword move."

"This time is better than the last time."

Su Qinghuan nodded at Yan Hanzhou. She saw the boy's discomfort. Although she didn't know why Yan Hanzhou's anxiety arose, she didn't intend to continue to teach Yan Hanzhou's sword technique in person.

After all, it's a thankless chore at all.

She can't protect herself now!

……

Seeing Su Qinghuan approaching, Yan Hanzhou's eyelids jumped. Subconsciously, he thought Su Qinghuan would come and hold his wrist to point out his sword moves.

Unexpectedly, the immortal in white stopped when he was half a step away from him.

At that moment, Yan Hanzhou's eyes were dark, and he couldn't even say whether he was happy or lost.

"Master? Is there anything else? If there's nothing... I'll go down the mountain and practice well."

Yan Hanzhou took the initiative to resign. His mind is in a mess now.

For a moment, he didn't know where his previous wishful thinking came from. When the boy bowed his head, he even deliberately changed his line of sight and deliberately avoided the red mole on Su Qinghuan's wrist, so as not to disturb his mind.

……

Seeing Yan Hanzhou take the initiative to leave, Su Qinghuan was also relieved.

She persevered for a long time and soon lost her strength.

However, when he saw the moment the boy turned around, Su Qinghuan thought for two seconds and still called him softly.

"Wait a minute."

"... master... What else can I tell you?"

Yan Hanzhou hesitated to turn around. His mind was in a mess at the moment, and his eyes were not as dark and strategic as before.

"This jade slip is the master's hard work in kendo over the years. It also adheres to the master's true meaning of kendo. Take it carefully. It may be helpful to your practice in kendo."

Su Qinghuan said and handed the jade slip to Yan Hanzhou's palm.

The hand porcelain of Baiyi xianzun is Bai Shengxue. The glittering and translucent fingertips inadvertently pass through the young man's palm. Yan Hanzhou only feels that his palm is burned by Mars.

His body was slightly stiff, and his thin lips moved back and forth for a moment. Before he could speak, he saw that Su Qinghuan had disappeared in his sight in the blink of an eye.

Even the door of the Shangqing palace was closed.

There was only a ethereal sound of divine consciousness left in the air.

"I'm tired. I hope you don't disappoint me."

……

Don't... Let her down?

Yan Hanzhou held the jade slip in a daze. Even if he didn't enter the jade slip with divine knowledge, he could feel the extraordinary place of the jade slip, with a faint sword spirit.

It can be seen that the swordsmanship in the jade slips is not ordinary.

In addition, there is a Yuan Ying's experience in repairing the sword for a hundred years. It must be a rare thing that everyone covets.

……