Chapter 668

"Master doesn't want to be a Taoist companion with me. Who do you want to be a Taoist companion with? Han Zhou's father?"

Yan Hanzhou's voice was very cold, but his hand pinched on Su Qinghuan's waist was surprisingly hot.

Su Qinghuan almost had the illusion that the heat of the boy's palm was going to wear her Taoist robe and burn his small piece of skin.

……

"Why didn't master answer me? It was acquiescence, right?"

Yan Hanzhou smiled coldly. He looked calm and calm. Only his red eyes and tail and trembling hands exposed the turbulent waves in the youth's heart at the moment.

“……”

Su Qinghuan really didn't know how to answer. When Yan Hanzhou mentioned his father Yan Yunzheng, Su Qinghuan was almost wronged to the extreme!

Why should she carry the original Lord's black pot of admiring other people's fathers!

She is so wronged!

Than Dou E!

……

Just as Cheng Yangshang Zun said, the anecdotes of the famous people who loved Yan Jianxiu a hundred years ago are almost well known among the older generation.

If Yan Hanzhou were allowed to inquire about it casually, the pot would be doomed to become darker and heavier.

Su Qinghuan was so depressed that she hesitated to look at Yan Hanzhou.

"Han Zhou... In fact, things... Are not what you think?"

"Not what I thought? Oh -"

Yan Hanzhou sneered and looked at the hesitant look on the white fairy's face. The young man's heart was like a hole.

At first, it was just a small hole pierced by a needle. Then, it was like a broken balloon, bursting open and scarred all over the field.

Just being blown by a gust of wind is the pain of heart and bone gouging.

……

Yan Hanzhou's red eyes and tail are more and more red now. The tip of the young man's nose is against Su Qinghuan. At such a close distance, Su Qinghuan can almost feel the heat exhaled by Yan Hanzhou falling on the fluff of her cheek.

She and Yan Hanzhou complement each other and attract each other. Originally, close contact between the two people was not a good thing. Now Su Qinghuan can feel almost every cell in her limbs and bones cheering and rejoicing.

I even wish I could stretch out my long arm and hold Yan Hanzhou tighter!

The glaze of this spicy chicken has no scale!

……

Su Qinghuan scolded secretly. In addition, she had eaten the half magic fruit before. The little fox didn't dare to be careless at all. Where did he have time to answer Yan Hanzhou's question, so he had to turn his head and don't look at Yan Hanzhou's eyes.

This trace of evasion, in Yan Hanzhou's eyes, is the proof that Su Qinghuan hates him.

The young man smiled sadly, his voice was dumb to the extreme, with jealousy, anger and unspeakable pain.

"Master, do you like my father so much? Even looking at the disciples, you feel insulted?"

"Master, in terms of talent and affection, which disciple can't compare with my father? If you really love him, Hanzhou will become my father and get along with you day and night?"

“……”

Misty grass!

Boy, you're really crazy!

Although monks can use magic spells, most magic spells cannot be maintained every day, because in that case, it will consume a lot of spiritual power.

There's no problem using other people's identity and face for a short time, but listening to Yan Hanzhou's meaning, it's clear that he doesn't hesitate to do it all the time!

Apart from the consumption of spiritual power, it's a trample on yourself to live in the name of others!

……

Su Qinghuan was so angry that he raised his hand and slapped Yan Hanzhou in the face!

"Yan Hanzhou! After teaching you for nearly ten years, have you learned so much?"

"Great man, what's your pride in your bones?"

Yan Hanzhou obviously didn't expect Su Qinghuan to hit himself in the face. He was stunned. When he heard what Su Qinghuan was angry, the young man was sour and astringent, and had unspeakable joy.

——It was not that he was unworthy to use his father's bag, but that he should not break the pride of his young man.

It turns out that the master also cares about himself.

Even if not so much, but at least, I still care.

……

After su Qinghuan slapped Yan Hanzhou, he suddenly woke up.

It's said that dragons have inverse scales. She just seems to have violated Yan Hanzhou's taboo!

I remember in the past, the Qingyun sect did have that kind of unsightly passers-by a, B, C and D who had to bully and scold Yan Hanzhou when he was young. How did Yan Hanzhou retaliate back?

It seems that they not only pushed into the ten thousand ant pit, which was frustrating, but also sent Nanjiang corpse chasers to collect the broken souls of those people and imprison them in a blood sobbing bottle, so that the spirits of the other party suffered all kinds of torture and suffering before they dissipated?

Moreover, after the soul has suffered such torture, it is basically unconscious. In the next life, even if it is lucky to have a great opportunity to reincarnate, it can only be reincarnated into a fool with incomplete six senses!

……

Su Qinghuan thought of the experiences of those people and thought about his behavior just now. Su Qinghuan was a little confused.

She stared at her hand.

It is said that hitting people does not hit the face. For a moment, the little fox felt guilty for fear that Yan Hanzhou would slap her back.

No, Yan Hanzhou slapped her back. It's a small thing. What if it's really like the inhuman experience of those monks?

……

Just when Su Qinghuan was flustered, Yan Hanzhou suddenly stretched out his hand and caught her hand.

"Coming, coming..."

Su Qinghuan closed her eyes uneasily and almost thought she could not escape.

Who would have expected that Yan Hanzhou just pasted his palm on the face just slapped by her very gently and piously.

"Master... Does it hurt?"

？？？

Boy, what's your fairy problem?

Su Qinghuan was even more confused.

Yan Hanzhou gently put down her hand and blew Su Qinghuan with her lips.

"Master, my disciple has rough skin and thick flesh. You hit me with your slender palm. I'm afraid something will happen to your hand."

“……”

Crazy, crazy!

The child is completely hopeless!

Looking at Yan Hanzhou's gentle to morbid eyes, this situation is creepy, isn't it?

Su Qinghuan looked at Yan Hanzhou's beautiful and crazy eyes. He only felt that his soul seemed to be seen through by Yan Hanzhou.

All her words of condemnation and anger were speechless.

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"Master, you also like disciples, don't you?"

Yan Hanzhou asked softly, his eyes were dazzled.

Suddenly confessed by such a "child", Su Qinghuan's ear tip was suffused with a shallow Fei color, and she retorted fiercely.

"It's just the love of teachers and disciples!"

"If the master becomes a disciple, can he just be a teacher and apprentice?"

Yan Hanzhou's fingers moved down and suddenly fell on Su Qinghuan's Lapel buckle.

Feeling the flexible touch of the boy's fingertips, the string in Su Qinghuan's brain suddenly broke!