After entering the cave, Yan Hanzhou found that there was a cave in it.
At the moment, his divine sense is blocked and his perceived distance is limited. Even so, Yan Hanzhou still feels that the channel inside is very narrow. If he can pass more than ten meters, it will become open again, and even there is a faint sound of water.
Worried that there would be poisonous snakes and beasts entrenched in the cave, Yan Hanzhou held the injured immortal in white and acted cautiously. He didn't advance too much before Su Qinghuan woke up.
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Yan Hanzhou sat down with Su Qinghuan under a big stone wall. Seeing the blood spreading from Su Qinghuan's lips, Yan Hanzhou's eyes changed. He couldn't tell whether it was pain or regret.
If only he were stronger.
If he could be stronger, he wouldn't have to let the teacher stand in front of him next to the soul chasing nail.
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The boy felt a pain in his heart. He took out a plain white silk handkerchief from the storage bag and carefully wiped it away towards Su Qinghuan's lips.
Because of their proximity, Yan Hanzhou could obviously feel the soft waxy under his finger.
——That is... Master's lips.
Because of excessive blood loss for a while, Su Qinghuan's originally Fei Li's lips are a little pale at the moment, but it does not affect the beauty of her facial features.
It's just a little more fragile and gorgeous than the usual awe inspiring and inviolable appearance.
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"Master..."
Yan Hanzhou was deeply infatuated with the figure in front of him. At the moment, his sweetheart was so unprepared that he was held in his arms. He was afraid that if he were a saint, he could not have any beautiful mind.
The young man whispered low and couldn't help lowering his head. When they were still close, Yan Hanzhou stopped.
As long as he gets closer
Yes, just a little.
His lips can touch the thin lips of the immortal in white in front of him.
Yan Hanzhou was so agitated that he couldn't help breathing a lot.
Perhaps it was because the heat exhaled from the young man's thin lips sprayed on the white fairy Zun's face. The beautiful eyebrows and eyes of the white woman immediately wrinkled slightly.
"Well, it hurts..."
Hearing Su Qinghuan's unconscious murmur, Yan Hanzhou slapped himself.
How could he be so disrespectful to the unconscious master?
What's more, the master was hurt for himself.
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Yan Hanzhou slapped his face with great strength, and soon a light red slap appeared.
But Yan Hanzhou still felt inadequate. He was afraid that he would do something wrong if he couldn't hold himself for a moment.
However, because Su Qinghuan's condition at the moment is too wrong, she is also a glass scale-free body. At the moment, the old injury occurs, and a large amount of aura is torn in her meridians. If it is not because she is held in her arms by Yan Hanzhou, I'm afraid she will have to be hurt and roll around unconsciously.
That is, because Yan Hanzhou was attracted by the fire to the Yang body, seeing that Yan Hanzhou wanted to stay away from her because he despised himself, Su Qinghuan subconsciously gathered together in the young man's arms.
"Don't leave..."
The woman's voice is too low.
"Master, what are you talking about?"
Yan Hanzhou suddenly woke up. He hurriedly lowered his head and wanted to get close to Su Qinghuan's lips to listen to what Su Qinghuan said, but he only heard some vague and broken whispers.
I couldn't hear what Su Qinghuan was talking about.
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The young man was anxious, but his eyes unconsciously fell on the Fei lips of the white immortal.
I don't know how he was obsessed. Yan Hanzhou held out his bony fingers like a devil and swept Su Qinghuan's lips a little.
The white immortal Zun felt that the wipe on his lips did not belong to his own temperature, but undoubtedly felt that the "life-saving bag" was pasted closer.
She unconsciously opened her lips and sucked at the boy's fingers!
Like this, it can alleviate her pain a little more.
In fact, it is the same.
In the face of no radical cure, Yan Hanzhou, who has the fire to Yang body, is indeed Su Qinghuan's "antidote" to some extent.
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!!!
"Master..."
Master, she... Unexpectedly——
Feeling that his fingers were wrapped by the lips of the woman in white, Yan Hanzhou stared at his pupils incredulously.
When the female nun in white heard Yan Hanzhou's exclamation, Xiumei just frowned imperceptibly, but she didn't mean to let go of Yan Hanzhou's fingers at all.
The temperature in the air suddenly became hot.
Yan Hanzhou's fingers sucked by Su Qinghuan were numb, and even seemed to be carried by an electric current.
Knowing that the master just lost consciousness, he should stop her.
But the young man could not make such a refusal at all.
Even can't help but have more greed in my heart.
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In the dream, the scene in which he dragged the immortal in white into the Lingquan appeared again.
Yan Hanzhou found for the first time that the master was right. He was really a villain who bullied the master and destroyed his ancestors. He should die
But... If someone else is here today?
Who dares to say that will control will be better than him?
"Master... Master..."
The boy recited Su Qinghuan's name in his heart again and again. With Su Qinghuan still in a coma, his vision invisibly and greedily outlined the outline of the woman's facial features. His already dark eyes became as dark as ink.
No one knows how many repressive and strong feelings there are.
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The two were so close together that the white immortal Zun unconsciously made such a move. Yan Hanzhou even felt that the fragrance of jade flowers around Su Qinghuan was stronger and almost penetrated into his heart.
Yan Hanzhou found for the first time that the aroma of Yuyan flower smells so good.
Anyway, it's not enough.
I don't know how much self-control was used, Yan Hanzhou tried to take his fingers out of the mouth of the white fairy statue.
He recited the heart clearing mantra several times, which suppressed the waves at the bottom of his heart.
The boy stood up for fear that if he had any contact with Su Qinghuan again, he would go crazy and make any surmounting behavior.
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However, at this time, Su Qinghuan's body trembled suddenly because the "antidote bag" was suddenly away.
"Well, don't go..."
The woman gave a low cry in pain, and a mouthful of blood suddenly gushed out.
"Master!"
Yan Hanzhou was so worried that he couldn't care about anything else. He just picked up Su Qinghuan.
The boy found that after he had just evacuated, the master's situation was getting worse and worse!
The woman's body temperature changes greatly. Sometimes it looks like a piece of cold ice that can freeze through her heart. It's frighteningly cold, but sometimes it looks like a fire, which seems to burn people up.
If he doesn't lose some spiritual power to the master, I'm afraid the master's situation will be worse
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Yan Hanzhou's eyes were heavy. He decided to take a look at Su Qinghuan's soul chasing nail injury on his right shoulder first.
The boy bit his teeth and finally made up his mind. He carefully opened Su Qinghuan's bloody blouse.
Yan Hanzhou breathed heavily when he saw that the white immortal Zun opened the collar bone that was whiter than jade, and even a faint radian under the plain shirt