Chapter 662

The little fox never thought that Yan Hanzhou would care about her whereabouts and life and death so much. If he looked at the young man's burning eyes again, he was afraid that the guilt in his heart would become stronger and stronger.

Su Qinghuan was inexplicably sour and ashamed. She took the magic fruit, thought for a moment, and directly divided it into two with her spiritual power.

Yan Hanzhou was surprised when he saw Su Qinghuan's action.

"Master, who are you?"

Su Qinghuan's voice was cold and gentle, and undoubtedly handed half of the lingguo to Yan Hanzhou's lips.

"Since you don't want to receive this spiritual fruit alone, eat half of it."

"Since you and I are teachers and disciples, we should bear both good and bad."

“……”

Yan Hanzhou was not shocked and moved when he heard this.

The boy sipped his lips.

Knowing the answer in his heart, he couldn't help but start a problem that was destined to make him unhappy.

"Is that the same with elder martial brother Haoran and elder martial sister linger?"

"Nature."

Su Qinghuan glanced at Yan Hanzhou in surprise. He only felt that the young man's appearance at the moment was both funny and lovely.

"They come from the same school as your teacher. They are all your beloved disciples. Being a teacher should be the same to you and them."

"Master..."

Yan Hanzhou grabbed his hand tightly under the sleeve of his robe, and even a burst of green tendons broke out at the knuckles of his fingers.

The boy hid the color of jealousy and paranoia in his eyes, but stubbornly looked into Su Qinghuan's eyes.

"But... Didn't the master say that he would prefer disciples?"

“……”

"You should grow up, too. There's no reason to be jealous of senior brothers and sisters."

Su Qinghuan almost couldn't help laughing. If it wasn't for carrying the cold and arrogant immortal statue of the original owner, she was afraid that she would point her hand over Yan Hanzhou's forehead.

"I helped you win the unknown spirit sword in Tianyuan secret territory this time. Your senior brothers and sisters didn't have the treatment. Isn't that a preference for you?"

"... not enough."

“？？？”

Su Qinghuan was stunned.

But the young man repeated it angrily and stubbornly.

"These are not enough. The disciple is greedy and wants more."

No, not more.

It's all he wants from Su Qinghuan.

Thinking that he could not hold the people in front of him into his arms, let this high immortal in white combine with his bone and blood, and become the bone in his bone and meat.

Let no one else see her style.

So that others can no longer get any pity from her.

It was not easy for him to get Su Qinghuan's preference. How could this be enough?

Thinking of Zhong linger and Liu Haoran, who have always been treated well by Su Qinghuan, Yan Hanzhou is almost crazy with jealousy. He wishes he could stay in this Tianyuan secret place with Su Qinghuan all the time.

A hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years.

Perhaps only in this way will su Qinghuan focus all his attention on himself.

If you go out of the secret realm of Tianyuan and return to the thousands of worlds outside, I'm afraid the master is either obsessed with the practice of immortal Dharma or busy guiding Zhong linger and Liu Haoran, two ordinary disciples.

Then... How can I!

Thinking of that possibility, Yan Hanzhou almost wished that Zhong linger and Liu Haoran could disappear in the world.

……

But Su Qinghuan didn't know that Yan Hanzhou, who was just coquettish and childish in his eyes, had such a sick and charming mind in his heart.

She looked slightly warm. She reached out and handed half of the magic flower and fruit to Yan Hanzhou's lips.

"Well, don't be capricious. Han Zhou, eat the spirit fruit first."

"OK."

Yan Hanzhou nodded and saw the green and white hands close to his lips. Yan Hanzhou stared at the white fairy's fingertips, which were whiter than jade, and soon lowered his head and bit at the red magic flower and fruit.

Su Qinghuan was trying to withdraw his hand, but he didn't expect to be noticed for a moment, but he was touched by the tip of Yan Hanzhou's tongue.

The young man seemed unaware. In a moment, the young man had looked up. Because his lips were stained with the red spirit juice of the magic flower spirit fruit, he even stretched out the tip of his tongue and sucked the spirit juice from his lips.

The young man's eyebrow was born with great delicacy, and the action of licking - lips at the moment showed a bit of bewitching for no reason.

“……”

Seeing this scene, for a moment, Su Qinghuan even thought Yan Hanzhou was intentional.

The tactile sensation of Yan Hanzhou's fingers left by his fingertips was also magnified.

……

It should be... It should be that you are too attentive?

He is more than 200 years old. Yan Hanzhou doesn't like Ye Bingqing, the mingjianzong in his early thirties.

How can you deliberately seduce yourself?

What's more, Yan Hanzhou is only 17 years old!

It's enough to be Yan Hanzhou's grandparents at his age!

It's a nice young grass. Why take a fancy to an old cow?

……

Su Qinghuan hesitated to shrink his hand. He felt very uncomfortable. In order to cover up his strange feeling, Su Qinghuan coughed.

"The teacher will enjoy the rest of the spiritual fruit."

Su Qinghuan said and opened his lips to bite at the lingguo.

Yan Hanzhou couldn't help feeling a little sorry when he saw this scene. It is said that those who touch the magic flower, spirit flower and fruit can dream of the past and the future, but obviously looking at Su Qinghuan's appearance, it didn't trigger the dreamland at all.

It may only be useful to meet the spiritual flowers and fruits that are still on the branches and have not yet withered, but Yan Hanzhou is not going to take Su Qinghuan to the depths of the cave to experience the wonders.

Because... Yan Hanzhou was afraid that Su Qinghuan would see the same thing as himself, and then avoided himself like a snake and scorpion.

But even if the master knew what would happen in the future, he... Would never let her go!

……

The young man held such a dark and sinister mind, but his eyes were very clear. He looked up and smiled across Su Qinghuan's cheek stained with magic fruit juice.

Yan Hanzhou swallowed his throat when he saw several wisps of red spirit juice stained on the lips of the white immortal Zun. He wished he could taste it with his lips.

——Unfortunately, it's not time to do that.

Yan Hanzhou thought so, but his face was very respectful.

"Master, your cheeks are dirty. Please wipe them for you."

Is it dirty?

Su Qinghuan frowned and wanted to say that Yan Hanzhou didn't have to treat himself as a servant to serve the master. Who knows that the young man has taken the initiative to come over.

Yan Hanzhou was born very tall. Before, he was half kneeling in front of Su Qinghuan, which made him harmless to humans and animals.

As soon as Su Qinghuan's eyes darkened, he saw Yan Hanzhou lowering his head, and the beautiful cheek doubled in front of her.

The boy smiled gently and wiped her jaw very carefully.

The young man's hand seemed to have a faint sense of electric shock. Su Qinghuan felt uncomfortable all over.

"All right."

Hearing Yan Hanzhou's voice, Su Qinghuan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just at the moment Yan Hanzhou withdrew his hand, Su Qinghuan suddenly felt that his limbs and bones were hot uncontrollably.

What... What's going on?

Why do you feel so bad all over?