The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 1037 The Demon Lord Who Admits Wrong Benefactor (31)

  Su Qinghuan heard the male voice that appeared suddenly, and she was startled, but she looked left and right, but did not find the source of the sound.

  And those who claim to be born in the blue dragon will be even more angry.

  One or two are all cursing.

   "Bai Zhanji, you dare to bring a helper!"

   "No wonder you have the courage to be arrogant here! Look at Grandpa, I won't kill you."

  ……

   Just as the middle-aged man with the scar on his face was about to continue swinging the stick in anger, suddenly, a light astonishing sigh sounded here.

   "I said it, it's noisy."

  The young man’s voice was like broken ice splashing jade, and it seemed like plain snow falling under the eaves of the winter day. It should have been very clean, but at this moment it seemed to have a slight, indescribable irritability.

After a while, the middle-aged man who was leading the arrogant scar was directly frozen in the air!

  The scared man leaned forward with his left foot and stepped on the broken bamboo basket in the alley with his left foot in a very funny posture.

The anger on the man’s face has not yet poured out. After he noticed that he was anchored, he turned into an extremely terrified expression. However, because of the silence technique being used at the same time, he could only open his mouth wide, but even ghosts. Ah, I can't pronounce it.

  Now, the other people in the alley were trembling crazily in fright.

   "Oh my God! Boss, what's wrong with you?!"

Seeing the middle-aged scarred man staying in mid-air like an evil, the whole person wants to not fall, those little guys have seen such a big battle before, and they dare to laugh at Su Qinghuan before. Now all of them are flying in a catastrophe, and ran away in torrents!

  ……

  In an instant, in the entire half-dark alley, only Su Qinghuan and the scared man who stole Su Qinghuan's sack in the first place were left.

  Su Qinghuan saw the scared man's expression on his face, and he wanted to laugh and was speechless.

  She didn't know which way she borrowed the light of the great god, so she immediately bowed her hands and bowed to the empty part of the alley.

  "Which expert is here to relieve the siege? Su Mou hereby thank you."

   "I didn't help you."

  "……"

  Su Qinghuan did not hear the answer from the other party at first, thinking that the mysterious expert had already run away, but when he heard the light male voice from above, Su Qinghuan was startled.

As soon as she raised her head, she didn't know when, a man in a white robe was leaning on the wall of the alley. There was no decoration on the robe, except that the cuffs were embroidered with faint cloud patterns, glowing in the sun. .

  ……

  When you first see the other person, you don’t realize how beautiful young people are. You just feel that this person has an inexplicable alienation from the noble temperament.

Cold and indifferent, as if to isolate the three thousand red dust, but a young man dressed in white has a little cinnabar between his eyebrows. Because of this cinnabar, the young man’s unattainable cold temperament is unprovoked. Duan will have a little bit more desire like rain and dust.

  ……

  While the other party is holding a jade flute in his hand, Su Qinghuan is a hand-controlled one, and involuntarily glances at the palm of the white robe youth with distinct knuckles.

   Then he moved his sight, and swept across the face that seemed to be the Creator's ultimate preference.

  Long eyebrows, phoenix eyes, face like a crown of jade, a thin lip, although the color is pale, but it makes people want to kiss him, but the man’s complexion is alienated and noble, even if the heart is itchy, he is deeply unoffended.

  ……

  Speaking of it, Murong Ling was born to be the son of Heavenly Dao, and he was naturally handsome and innocent. Even if Su Qinghuan didn't like Murong Lingtian, he still had to admit that this scum gave birth to a good skin.

  But the young man in front of him, even if he was standing next to Murong Lingtian, would not look inferior at all. On the contrary, because of the cold and noble appearance combined with the desires of the red dust, there is a contradictory beauty that makes people unable to move their eyes.

   It is expensive and extravagant.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan is a face-controller, consciously staring at other people's faces forever, it is not very polite, she simply lowered her eyelashes, touched her nose and grinned.

"I know that you are not helping me, but because I was too noisy with these people and disturbed you for a nap, so you did it, but I can accept your favor. Within, I will definitely give back to you."

"Ah……"

  The white-clothed youth leaned lazily on the wall. He looked at Su Qinghuan condescendingly. The beautifully-shaped phoenix eyes flashed dark gray like cold-blooded animals in the clear sky.

  "You little girl, why can you be confident to help me?"

   "...Do you know that I am a woman?"

  Su Qinghuan glanced at the other person in amazement, her dress indeed looked completely manly, because the original owner had a flat figure, and she didn't even need to tie her chest.

  And the young man in white gave her a disgusting look.

   "Although your chest is flat, you don't have to pretend to be a man?"

  "……"

  Before losing to Su Qinghuan, he still felt that this servant was noble and glamorous. After hearing the speech of a straight man such as a white-clothed youth, Su Qinghuan's face was painted black and became even darker on the spot.

   "It seems that my benefactor doesn't need me to repay my gratitude, so I don't have to owe you a favor and leave."

  Su Qinghuan turned around and raised her foot to leave, but when she was about to walk halfway out of the alley, she suddenly thought of the business, and she hadn't taken her Sumi Bag yet!

  Su Qinghuan turned around and swept over the scar that was still in mid-air, sweating profusely.

  Then the little fox raised his head again angrily, and gave the white-clothed youth angrily.

   "I didn't deliberately want to return to disturb your nap, but I still have my bag in my hands. Wait for me."

   "...you can do it yourself."

  The white-clothed young man Shi Shiran glanced at Su Qinghuan. He was about to close his eyes, but suddenly he heard that the time for the fixation technique had come for the big man with the scar, and suddenly fell from the air with a snap.

  This was not the place that made the white-clothed youth the most speechless, but Su Qinghuan, who had no image of a woman, kicked the brawny man in the most unspeakable place.

   "This kick, let you steal my Xumi bag. Do you know that Bai Zhanji is not easy to provoke?"

   "Second kick, let you stare at the people who go to the underground bank to exchange money, do you usually do a lot of evil?"

  The scarred man was already in pain, and Su Qinghuan’s crit-like injuries immediately caused him to kneel down crying and cursing.

   "Ah, grandma, don't kick it! If you kick it again, you will break-son-absolute-grandson!"

  "A villain like you, deserves this kind of fate! Don't hand over my Sumi bag yet!"

  Su Qinghuan's words are gentle and gentle, even if her face is darkened, because this weak body also feels a little pitiful.

   But the fierceness at the feet, but he is not polite at all.

  ……

  The young man in white clothes in mid-air saw this scene, and his pupils shrank slightly on the spot, as if he was hurting somewhere.

  ——This woman looks weak and dare to be a violent little pepper!

  ……

  【The male lead is out, don’t stand on the wrong CP~】

  (End of this chapter)