The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 1048 The Demon Lord Who Acknowledges the Wrong Benefactor (42)

  Murong Lingtian and Su Xier left hand in hand, a fierce light flashed through the man's long and narrow eyes.

  ——Unexpectedly, I saw Su Qinghuan today. The old hatred left by Liaoyuan City at that time has not been resolved yet, and today I have added a big hatred.

   Thinking of this, the man's hand under the black robe was slightly clenched, but his back became more and more straight, making it hard to tell.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan and Ye Feihan stood in place. She looked at Murong Lingtian calmly pulling Su Xier away from the back, and her vigilance increased even more.

  She couldn't help but sigh with System 233.

"Tong'er, I can't see Murong Lingtian, the scumbag dragon Aotian...and such a side of forbearing and dormant, and he can even politely let Ye Feihan not trouble Su Xier, this kind of temperament that can be bent and stretched. It's terrible."

"That's, why do you think Murong Lingtian swallowed his breath? Isn't it because Ye Feihan had the cultivation base of the later Jindan? If it weren't for Ye Feihan's presence, I'm afraid that the host will still be able to keep a small life right now. Two said."

   "Bah, even if I am not capable of the enemy, can I still outsmart it? Tong'er, you too look down on your host."

   Just as Su Qinghuan was playing with System 233, a light cough by his side brought Su Qinghuan's thoughts back in time.

   "Sister Su, I didn't expect that you were so young, but the encounter was so bumpy. It's no wonder that you, a weak woman, would travel to Kunlun Mountain alone."

  Su Qinghuan turned her head and saw the worries in the eyes of the white-clothed youth beside her, and her heart was warmed silently.

  In all, the original owner didn't have much goodwill in this world, and even Su Mansion was a master who favored high and low.

  Except for the mother of the original owner who died prematurely, this young sword repairer who met by the water, even if she only took a fancy to her talent for cultivation, is really a good person to her.

"Brother Ye, there are many people in this world who are more miserable than me. At least I still have the qualifications to practice Shuimu Shuanglinggen, which can be regarded as an inexhaustible road, not to mention that I have not yet met Ye. Brother, are you?"

  "……"

  Invisibly, Su Qinghuan wore a high hat, and the man laughed blankly.

"Sister Su, you have a very familiar temperament. I was worried that you would be bullied when you were with your Su Xier, but if you think about it carefully, it’s hard for someone like you to bully you. NS."

   "This statement is not correct."

  Su Qinghuan shook her head, thinking of the pitiful past and future of the original owner, she couldn't help showing a trace of sadness in her eyes.

"If you can, who wants to be an invulnerable female warrior all the time? I would also like to have the tenderness of a daughter's family, but it is a pity that my biological father, or the stepmother and sisters who are not worried, let them all. I can't be a little sheep."

  "……"

  Since Ye Feihan had only a few hours to get along with Su Qinghuan, Ye Feihan still had some unimaginable sharp-mouthed people like Su Qinghuan, and he also had a pitiful past.

  However, thinking of the previous pair of young men and women who were arrogantly holding hands in front of Su Qinghuan, Ye Feihan's eyes were still a little teasing, and they suddenly narrowed sharply like eagles.

  Su Xi'er is nothing more, a collection of waste materials from the five spirit roots of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and obviously a young lady, can not bear the pain of cultivating immortals, and presumably there will be no glorious achievements in the future.

  But the young man in mysterious clothes who claimed to be a mutant Lei Linggen made Ye Feihan very alert.

"Junior Sister Su, you ex-fiance, I'm afraid it's not a good kind to get along with. The mutant Lei Ling is the most domineering kind of the Heavenly Spirit Roots. This person has a sharp face and looks like a deep luck. It will be the best in the future. Don't be an enemy of him."

  Su Qinghuan smiled bitterly when she heard the words.

"You mean Murong Lingtian? He is a master who must repay him, but I have offended him as early as when I was in Liaoyuan City. This kind of person is not someone who can let you go by begging for mercy. I'm afraid that even you. Lie down and let him trample on him, he will think you are not lying fast enough."

  "……"

   Su Qinghuan’s novel metaphor made Ye Feihan startled when he heard the words.

   "If his personality is so surly and impermanent, it may not be a good thing to ask if any peak master of Yuezong will accept this in the future."

  It’s not a good thing to ask Yuezong!

  Murong Lingtian's servant became frantic, but cut off the dragon veins of the entire Kunlun Immortal Mountain, which can be called the biggest malignant tumor in the right way.

  Su Qinghuan was spitting out in her heart, but she said very solemnly towards the night.

   "Senior Brother Ye, I have already forged a beam with Murong Lingtian anyway, but if you see this person and Su Xier in the future, you don't have to fight with them unless it is necessary."

  Ye Feihan saw that Su Qinghuan was so well-behaved, as if worried about her appearance, the young Jianxiu suddenly felt that the little fox was a little innocent and cute.

  He lowered his head, and he couldn't help but stretched out his hand to brush the messy hair on Su Qinghuan's head.

  "Do you remember what your brother did. If you are free, you should worry about yourself."

  Speaking, a bit of arrogance appeared in the eyes of Jianxiu White.

   "Even if the brother dare not claim to be the first genius since the establishment of the school, he is still the first person among the juniors. Although Murong Lingtian has some talents, your brother is no worse than him."

  The talent is not bad.

   is luck, too much difference.

  Su Qinghuan had no intention of hanging up with Ye Feihan's story of Long Aotian, which was linked to Murong Lingtian. After all, she had not thought of pulling Ye Feihan deep into the center of the whirlpool in the matter of her revenge.

  In the end, Su Qinghuan just smiled obediently.

   "Okay, good, brother is the strongest, the best man in this class is not a trumpet."

   "I can't see a person with a poisonous tongue like Junior Sister Su, and there are times when his mouth is sweet."

Ye Feihan looked at the girl with curvy eyebrows and crescent-shaped smiling eyes. Suddenly, her heart shuddered, but the young man didn’t think about it, but couldn’t help feeling like those cats in Houshan. , Touched Su Qinghuan's hair again.

  And Su Qinghuan just looked at the man with a smile.

   Realizing that he seemed to be a little too unskilled, Ye Feihan immediately retracted his hand and said with a correct appearance.

  "Junior sister, after you arrive at the inn, if you have anything, you can use the messenger to contact me."

   "Okay, brother, I won't be polite."

  ……

  Su Qinghuan bid farewell to Ye Feihan, and Naxiang Murong Lingtian and Su Xier had already gone to the nearest bazaar inn at the foot of Wenyuezong Mountain.

  Murong Lingtian took the lead in opening a Tianzi room.

  Su Xi'er followed the young man Xuan Yi upstairs, her heart continued to be small.

  ——Or take advantage of this opportunity and go to bed with Ling Tian tonight, right?

  Only when Xiao Er opened the door, he saw that the ovary was opened in sequence that day. There were two small rooms, two beds, and a partition.

  Su Xier, who wanted to directly dedicate her life to Murong Lingtian, her smile froze on the spot.

  (End of this chapter)