Chapter 656

Seeing that the woman in her arms was still unconscious, Yan Hanzhou hung his eyes anxiously. When he was hesitating whether to continue to input spiritual power for Su Qinghuan, he suddenly heard a strange noise from the depths of the cave!

"What's going on?!"

Yan Hanzhou's heart clicked. When he had just stepped into the entrance of the mountain, he felt that it was very deep and wide, but he and Su Qinghuan were hurt. In addition, the master was in a coma, so the boy naturally didn't dare to move without authorization.

At the moment when Yan Hanzhou's mind was heavy, the strange noise disappeared again. Only slight wind and water could be heard around. In addition, everything was silent.

……

In the boundless silence, Yan Hanzhou glanced at the white immortal statue who was still frowning and sleeping.

He just felt his heart beating faster and faster, as if he was going to jump out of his chest and hold it directly in front of the white immortal who didn't know anything.

"Master... Ask disciples to explore the internal structure of the cave first. If you wake up, don't walk around."

Yan Hanzhou took a deep breath. He carefully lowered his head and was preparing to dress Su Qinghuan, because the teenager had stopped Su Qinghuan's blood, but the bones were still visible in the place where he had been stabbed by soul chasing.

When Yan Hanzhou was distressed, he suddenly thought of something.

It seems that when he was whipped by Su Qinghuan in front of the Shangqing palace a month ago, the master not only allowed him to soak in Lingquan, but also gave him several bottles of pills.

At that time, Yan Hanzhou hated Su Qinghuan very much. He only thought that the high immortal in white was paying New Year's greetings to the chicken in the weasel. He was upset and kind. Naturally, he didn't use a few bottles of pills.

……

At the moment, the injured person was replaced by Su Qinghuan. Yan Hanzhou was glad that he had some left in his hand.

Maybe Su Qinghuan's storage bag contains more elixirs, but she is still unconscious, and Yan Hanzhou's cultivation is not enough to open the master's storage bag without harming the master. Yan Hanzhou can only choose the ones he left at the beginning of last month.

"Found it!"

Yan Hanzhou took out a bottle of elixir in a jade porcelain bottle and his eyes lit up.

There is a muscle renewal ointment in it. If the Jindan cultivator wipes it, he may not be able to completely erase the scars of the soul chasing nail, but Su Qinghuan is Yuanying after all. Although he only maintains this cultivation, he has a lot of resistance to the soul chasing nail.

……

Yan Hanzhou pulled down the collar of the white Fairy Statue again.

At the moment, the young man looked at his nose, nose and heart, trying to keep his heart from reading, and then he applied the light white muscle Renewal Cream to Su Qinghuan's injured place through his finger abdomen.

However, Yan Hanzhou felt the injured places and began to have a faint sign of rejuvenation.

"It's really useful."

Yan Hanzhou was relieved, but what followed was an unspeakable shame.

The extremely light jade porcelain vase in his hand was also in a flash, like it was as heavy as a thousand.

The boy lowered his head and glanced at the jade porcelain vase with a complicated look.

"Master, I'm sorry... It was the disciple's fault before. The disciple... Shouldn't have guessed the master's intentions so much."

Perhaps because of the change of mood, Yan Hanzhou did not want to think about how he was treated badly under Su Qinghuan. Instead, he seemed to remember what happened before January.

Since he was whipped by the master in front of the Shangqing hall, although the master didn't say it on the surface, his every move seemed to maintain a lot of attitude towards him.

If only it could continue like this.

Yan Hanzhou looked greedily at the woman with her eyes closed. He lowered his head foolishly. He didn't dare to kiss the immortal statue carved like ice and snow in his arms. He just met Su Qinghuan with a pious and solemn face and gently touched Su Qinghuan's eyebrows with his forehead.

"Master... Wait for me. I'll be right back."

This is a cave in a cliff in Tianyuan secret territory. Fog is everywhere. If he didn't fall down like him and the master, I'm afraid no one else could find this place at all.

I believe no friar would risk his life so much.

In this case, the probability of external danger is still relatively low.

... but even so, before leaving, Yan Hanzhou carefully drew an array beside Su Qinghuan.

Yan Hanzhou is not only a Kendo genius, but also has great talent in array. The array he painted has the function of concealment and defense, which can not be seen by friars who are not in Yuanying period or above.

If there are friars of golden elixir period and below who break here by mistake, even if they are lucky to find this array, once they try to break it, they will be sensed by Yan Hanzhou for the first time.

If it is really so unfortunate that there are enemies of Yuan Ying period and above breaking in, in fact, it is not an ordinary human force that can resist and can only be resigned to fate.

……

"Master, you must get better."

Before Yan Hanzhou walked into the cave, he looked back step by step. When he saw the female monk in white who was put on the big Bluestone, Yan Hanzhou hesitated for a few seconds, but he still couldn't help running back.

After staring at the woman's delicate face for a long time, Yan Hanzhou couldn't bear to offend. He crazily raised Su Qinghuan's sleeve and saw a little red mole under the woman's snow-white right hand wrist.

Yan Hanzhou finally lowered his head solemnly, fell on Su Qinghuan's wrist red mole with his thin lip, and kissed him gently.

The woman seemed to feel something and gave a low voice.

"Well..."

Yan Hanzhou glanced at the woman with a guilty heart and saw that Su Qinghuan still didn't wake up. He didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed.

"Master..."

His... Master.

Yan Hanzhou selfishly added his own prefix to this title. He greedily and obsessively took Su Qinghuan's hand and reluctantly released it after a long time.

If the master can always lean on his arms so obediently, I'm afraid he will be willing even if he is trapped in this Tianyuan secret realm all his life?

……

Thinking of this, the young man showed a touch of tenderness in his eyes. He gathered the messy hair in front of the woman's forehead behind his ears, and carefully placed her in front of the stone wall.

After finishing these, the boy turned around and walked resolutely into the cave.

……

It is said that this Tianyuan secret place was left by Da Neng before the robbery, leaving a lot of treasures.

Yan Hanzhou also tried to take a chance, breaking and then standing, and then went deep.

The more you go in, the more open you are.

Yan Hanzhou even saw a pool and some messy vines.

In the center of the pool, an unknown flower tree even opened. The flowers were very red, and even a red fruit hung on the high branches.

Somehow, Yan Hanzhou suddenly thought of the magic flower in Su Qinghuan's mouth.

Can that be the spirit flower and fruit of magic love flower?

The boy's mind moved. Just when he was in a trance, a figure in white suddenly jumped out of the center of the pool.

Each other's eyebrows and eyes, facial features and young people are familiar with each other, but the charming charm between eyebrows and eyes is something Yan Hanzhou has never seen before.

The female nun in White always had a cold face, but now she smiled and looked at Yan Hanzhou with a smile. Her white clothes as light as mackerel gauze showed a reverie radian because they were stained with water.

"Han Zhou, why are you still stunned? Come here..."

"Master... Master?"

Yan Hanzhou stared at the charming and charming white immortal statue. He looked confused, his throat dried up, and strode towards the pool like a lost soul