Chapter 692

Yan Hanzhou's thin lips almost closed into a straight line, and the handsome face was so stubborn that people palpitate at the moment.

“……”

Su Qinghuan didn't expect Yan Hanzhou to answer himself like this.

The bright conditions are almost a threat.

……

But the little fox was sure that she would leave the world. How could she always accompany Yan Hanzhou.

Seeing the boy's paranoid eyes, Su Qinghuan immediately had a headache.

Her tone slowed down a bit and tried to wash Yan Hanzhou's brain.

"Cold boats and young birds have to leave their elders' wings and fly alone. Where can anyone really accompany you all their life?"

Yan Hanzhou knelt in front of Su Qinghuan on one knee, but his back was as straight as pine and bamboo, showing the youth's loneliness and pride.

"Master, disciples know that there is a kind of contract that can bind the lives of two people together."

"Now the disciple is also Yuanying's body, and his talent is a little better than the master. If he can divide his life by half with the master in the future, it must be more helpful to the master's path of cultivation."

Yan Hanzhou looked at Su Qinghuan steadily and said words in a persuasive way. It was obvious that he wanted to confuse Su Qinghuan.

The little fox doesn't know. Generally, only Taoist couples will make such a contract. Her real body is an immortal, and she won't stick to long life like the local friars in the canglan continent.

"That's not necessary."

Su Qinghuan coughed a little and felt Yan Hanzhou washing his head.

She pondered for a few seconds.

"As a teacher, I never wanted to make such a contract to share longevity yuan with others, but Han Zhou, you're right. As a teacher, my talent is still inferior to you. I'm afraid that if the master fails to survive the robbery one day and dies, I won't be able to accompany you for a long time."

Su Qinghuan thought that if he moved out of this speech, he could directly dispel Yan Hanzhou's determination.

However, unexpectedly, the boy just looked at her stubbornly.

"The master is wrong. If the master is unwilling to make the contract, the disciples will follow the master in the future..."

“……”

Misty grass?

What else?

If she was hit by the robbery, would Yan Hanzhou choose to be struck by thunder with her?

This association, how so strange!

……

Su Qinghuan frowned.

"No, everyone has an organic fate. If God's will is so, why should you compete with heaven?"

"To practice Taoism is to walk against the sky."

Yan Hanzhou looked at Su Qinghuan crazily. The juvenile voice line was a little low because it was hoarse. It sounded like a humble prayer.

"The master is still far away from the Huashen thunder robbery. The master doesn't have to think about that at all. As long as the master promises me that he won't leave his disciples in the future, Han Zhou won't act recklessly, let alone harm the common people."

Even though he is not a good man at all.

Yan Hanzhou grew up with little goodwill. Although he grew up in the Qingyun sect, which boasted of a famous family, he was used to the ugliness of human nature.

In order to live, Yan Hanzhou had already stepped into the darkness step by step, but pretended to be more obedient in Su Qinghuan's face.

But... If the master is willing to accompany him, Yan Hanzhou will get everything he wants most. Where is there time to pay attention to others.

……

Looking at Yan Hanzhou's burning eyes, Su Qinghuan hesitated for a few seconds.

"Tong'er, why don't we just cheat and advance the original incarnation thunder robbery? I don't believe it. The original soul lamp is off, and Yan Hanzhou can really rob people in the underground."

"What's more, the soul lamp of the original body is not equal to me."

"... host, you are a genius."

Su Qinghuan thought like this and immediately had no psychological burden.

She spoke gently to Yan Hanzhou, hesitated for a moment, and extended a friendly hand to Yan Hanzhou.

"Well, Han Zhou, I believe you. Even if you practice magic, you can be a good monk with pure character."

……

In the future, I don't know how many amazing beauties I will meet on the way to repair the truth.

If you don't believe it, Yan Hanzhou can't find one he likes.

Yan Hanzhou stared at Su Qinghuan's white jade palm. He swallowed his throat thirsty, looked gloomy, put his palm into Su Qinghuan's palm, and then stood up.

"As long as it is what the master wants, the disciples will try their best to do it."

This time, Yan Hanzhou didn't do it, and soon stood next to Su Qinghuan.

Where Su Qinghuan couldn't see, the boy's eyes were deep and quiet.

——A voice in his heart told him that if Su Qinghuan refused to come back to him earlier, Yan Hanzhou would choose to forge a fairy lock with a thousand years of cold iron according to the dream in the dreamland.

He wanted to create a gorgeous cage for the master, decorated with Phoenix Lingyu and decorated with East Sea mackerel beads.

The master is the only one locked inside.

……

Fortunately, now master, I'm back.

Whether it's because of love or compassion, it's still back.

——He was in infinite darkness. The man who gave himself a glimmer of light wanted to leave. How could he let go?

Therefore, even if a forced twist is not sweet, he will try his best.

Yan Hanzhou's eyes were slightly cold. He held Su Qinghuan's hand and was silent. In his heart, he had quickly recalled the casting drawings of the bundle of fairy locks.

Yan Hanzhou only glanced at the pattern in the deepest part of the Sutra Pavilion, but the low-level fairy lock is obviously not enough to fetter a monk.

Therefore, Yan Hanzhou also thought of better materials.

Even the soul can be bound.

……

Su Qinghuan didn't know that his little apprentice had blackened and became more and more terrible.

Because Yan Hanzhou agreed to her request to be a good man, Su Qinghuan was in a good mood. She thought about the plot of the original world line. In a trance, she remembered that this place should be close to the mortal world, and the farther north, there was an ice and snow wasteland.

In the depths of the wasteland, the Millennium cold jade that is most conducive to friars' cultivation can make friars' cultivation speed thousands of miles a day.

Now Yan Hanzhou and she have been watched by the snake demon king.

Now there is no hope of his promotion, but Yan Hanzhou can fight with the king Jiuyou who turns the God's respect as long as he can step into the later stage of Yuanying.

Thinking of this, Su Qinghuan loosened his hand holding Yan Hanzhou and gently opened his mouth to Yan Hanzhou.

"The former convenience is the mortal world. I've heard that it's very close to the wasteland in the north. Maybe there will be natural Lingbao, not necessarily. Han Zhou, why don't you go and have a look with me?"

“……”

Feeling that the palm of the woman's soft Nuo suddenly broke away from his hand, Yan Hanzhou's thin lips pursed slightly. He humbly lowered his head to cover up the greed and evil thoughts in his eyes.

"Well, if the master wants to go, just accompany him."

"We are all Yuanying cultivation now. You don't have to be so respectful."

Su Qinghuan only felt that Yan Hanzhou was too clever. When she said this, Yan Hanzhou simply raised his head and looked at Su Qinghuan with relaxed eyes.

It was just that Su Qinghuan was uncomfortable with the sight of the young man.

……

They walked side by side and soon reached the mortal town.

The cultivator's facial features are already out of the question, and Su Qinghuan and Yan Hanzhou are unique in appearance. Many people couldn't help looking at them all the way.

"Ah..."

Those girls in the boudoir are not worth mentioning. They are relatively restrained. When they look at Yan Hanzhou, they are still a little secretive and don't have a good intention to stare.

Many mortal men, like never seen such a beautiful woman, stared at Su Qinghuan, and some saliva flowed down.