Chapter 637

Looking at the young man who was absorbed in sipping Linglu, Su Qinghuan frowned.

Is it because I'm too worried?

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When the Yuyan flower dew in the white jade porcelain bottle was drunk, Su Qinghuan quickly felt like an electric shock, stretched his hand back, and wiped his fingers one by one with a plain white handkerchief.

The boy noticed the scene and his eyes suddenly darkened.

……

"Master, the Linglu just now is delicious..."

Yan Hanzhou looked straight at Su Qinghuan, and intentionally or unintentionally stretched out his tongue and licked his lower lip, reflecting the boy's gorgeous and innocent face!

At that moment, Su Qinghuan almost felt as if his fingers were being sucked by the young man's lips!

Even the touch of the previous silk swept by the tip of the other party's tongue is so clear!

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Yan Hanzhou never knew that he would be so afraid of being hated by the people in front of him.

Mingming used to be swept by the master with his garbage like eyes, but Yan Hanzhou has never seen Su Qinghuan's disgusting look since the master gave him medicine to cure his injury.

He thought he had been used to it for a long time, but now he realized that he was not used to it, but more greedy.

He not only wants to see this person as his apprentice, but also hopes to become the only light in each other's eyes.

How can such a self accept being abandoned and rejected by the woman in front of her?

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"Master? Why don't you speak?"

Yan Hanzhou tightly pursed the corners of his lips and looked at Su Qinghuan with some uneasiness. For a moment, he even forgot his pain, but his white face and trembling fingers exposed the youth's tension.

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Su Qinghuan was stared at by the young man with such anxious eyes. There was no sign of Yan Hanzhou's guilty heart.

She had seen that Yan Hanzhou could still use the immortal method, but she didn't expect that Yan Hanzhou's magic skill had been practiced to this extent.

——Moreover, this young man is really a newborn calf. He is not afraid of tigers. Unexpectedly, relying on his amazing talent, he refused to give up the way of cultivating immortals and tried to cover up the fact of his demon cultivation with his spiritual power!

When others do this, they are afraid that they will easily become possessed. One bad thing is that both form and spirit will disappear.

That is, only Yan Hanzhou, the son of fate who has bad luck against heaven, can survive until now under the condition of spiritual power and evil Qi.

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Su Qinghuan sighed in his heart. Instead of revealing what Yan Hanzhou feared most, he stretched out his hand and stroked Yan Hanzhou's hair.

"Han Zhou, I'm thinking about how to save you."

"Your injury is too serious. I'm afraid you can't simply rely on me for the improvement of spiritual power, but I know that there is a magic love flower in the secret realm of Tianyuan. As long as you take its petals and fruits, you will get better."

The look of the immortal in white was still light, but Yan Hanzhou was a little crazy and relieved with his compassionate eyes.

——The master doesn't know about his secret cultivation of demons.

When Su Qinghuan's hand fell on his head, a faint smell of jade and flowers came, which made Yan Hanzhou stiff,

He stared absently at the cold face of the immortal in white in front of him. Facing the closeness that the master had never had in the past 17 years, the corner of his lips drew an arc that he didn't know whether to be happy or bitter.

——The teacher respects her. Maybe he cares about him, but obviously, he just treats himself as a child.

But he never wanted so much.

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Yan Hanzhou took a deep breath.

"Is it difficult to get the fruit of the magic love flower?"

"The magic peanut is ordinary, and few people can see its special features. Only when you get close, the spirit flower will create a dreamland with aroma, so that many people can't pick its fruit at all."

"Moreover, this flower is taken with fruit. It is said that it has the effect of life and death, human flesh and bones. Although it is a legend, how do you know if you don't try?"

Su Qinghuan glanced at Yan Hanzhou lightly.

But in my heart, I feel a lot of pain.

——This fantasy flower was originally Yan Hanzhou's adventure, but it was for this reason that she came to Tianyuan secret place.

Unexpectedly, now I have to take the initiative to find the fruit for Yan Hanzhou.

Is this the destiny that has its own destiny?

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System 233 was also stunned by Su Qinghuan's generosity.

"Host, do you really want to pick the spiritual fruit of the magic flower for Yan Hanzhou? Don't you also want it? You specially spent 500 points in exchange for the specific information of the magic flower before coming to the secret place."

Su Qinghuan smiled bitterly.

"I can't help it. I'll find another chance. Now Yan Hanzhou suffered such a serious injury to save me. I'm sorry. After helping him find the spiritual fruit, I'll find a way to escape."

Well, yes, she still hasn't forgotten it.

The original owner's body bone is too poor now, and there is the possibility of old injury at any time. In addition, the original owner's previous proud personality has offended many people. In particular, this glass scale-free body is really a sweet cake. It's easier for her to protect herself from the light to the dark.

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Su Qinghuan said so, and Yan Hanzhou nodded. He seemed to have made some determination and clenched his hand into a fist.

"No matter whether we can find the spiritual fruit of the magic love flower or not, the disciples will get better. We must not hold back the master."

“……”

Su Qinghuan was amused when she saw Yan Hanzhou's serious appearance.

She looked dumb, thought carefully for a few seconds, and took out the bottles of Yuyan flower dew that Yan Hanzhou gave her.

"I've stopped the blood for you. Drink these Yuyan flower dew, which can also replenish some aura for you."

Yan Hanzhou still wanted to refuse, and he looked hesitant.

"But... Those were collected by disciples for the master. The disciples are much better now..."

"Have you not even listened to your teacher?"

Su Qinghuan looked at Yan Hanzhou angrily, took the cork of Yuyan flower dew and handed it directly to Yan Hanzhou's lips.

"Drink it."

The voice of xianzun in white was clear and cold, but Yan Hanzhou's heart was warm. He lowered his eyes and felt that his previous injury was really good.

If it wasn't for the injury, I'm afraid I couldn't be loved by the master in my life. I even fed him Linglu in person.

"Naturally, all the disciples listen to the master."

Yan Hanzhou said, instead of taking the porcelain vase by hand, he quickly lowered his head and sucked directly at the white jade porcelain vase handed over by Su Qinghuan.

I just don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. The young man's lips also kissed Su Qinghuan's fingers holding the edge of the porcelain vase.

Young thin lips bring a slightly soft touch, even the tip of the tongue.

Although it was divided at the touch, Su Qinghuan's fingers trembled.

She subconsciously wanted to take back her hand. As a result, Yan Hanzhou was drinking the Linglu wholeheartedly, as if he had not noticed his previous Passover.

“……”