The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

   Chapter 1681 The Humble Furnace of Noble Immortals (29)

   Although Su Qinghuan did not use spiritual power to exert pressure, but at this moment, Su Qinghuan pressed his jaw with a spiritual fan, and the handsome first disciple of the Huanxi Sect suddenly regretted why he had just made fun of this pair of master and disciple.

   If this old woman really fell in love with her and became her male pet, the end would be too bad.

   The disciples under their Huanxi Sect really love men and women, but it doesn't mean that their eyes are so cold and unscrupulous!

The young male cultivator dressed in red mixed into the first disciple of the Huanxi Sect, but he has not broken Yuanyang's body. You can also absorb more spiritual energy when you practice.

As for Su Qinghuan, as the sect master of Tianming Sect, she is indeed highly cultivated, but her face is too sloppy. In the entire cultivation world, she is considered to be the last of the class. Even if she wants to hug her thighs, he can't say anything. Na!

   The man in red thought so, and a few drops of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.

   "Sect Master Su has raised his love. The younger generation is just like a willow, and he does things very poorly. I am afraid that I will make the sect master unhappy if I am not careful. How can I serve the Immortal Venerable?"

   "Oh, so you don't want to?"

   The little fox hooked the corners of his lips with a smile, and deliberately raised the handsome cheek of the little man a little, forcing him to look at him.

   If it is the real appearance of the little fox's shell, at such a close distance, even a hundred smelters of steel can turn it into softness around the fingers.

   But now, with this strange face with a crooked nose and a slanted mouth, he didn't scare the other party to death because his heart was strong enough to bear it.

  …

  The two were close at hand, almost smelling each other.

Sweat dripped from the forehead of the young first disciple. He regretted that he had not disciplined the younger brothers and sisters in the sect just now. No, it would be too miserable for him to devote himself to an old witch. !

   "Junior... Junior is not unwilling, it's just... It's just that the junior already has a heart..."

   "I don't know where she is, so I'll do it well."

  Su Qinghuan was addicted to playing a lonely old witch who robbed a civilian man. At this moment, seeing the other party's blushing and bewildered appearance, he felt a little more teasing in his heart.

   Seeing that Su Qinghuan insisted on pulling the red line, his eyes suddenly turned black, he immediately gritted his teeth, and pointed at Su Xiaoyu next to Su Qinghuan.

   "Xianzun, don't be surprised, the younger generation fell in love with your eldest disciple, Junior Sister Xiaoyu, at first sight, but I don't know what Junior Sister Xiaoyu thinks?"

   said, the man in red immediately knelt down.

   He almost had the urge to burst into tears. If he knew that he would be damaged here, he would not come to kill him!

  I just hope that this Su Xiaoyu is really as she said, serving the master with all her heart, and never putting her mind on marriage between men and women.

  …

   And Su Xiaoyu was stunned when she heard the words, she jumped with anger.

"Bah, my master is willing to look at you high, it is your blessing to let you be a servant, I think you are not willing to serve the master, you dare to say that you like me, I think you are a brain water in."

   The man in red immediately breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly pleaded with Su Qinghuan.

   "Xianzun Rongyi, Junior Sister Xiaoyu is unwilling to cultivate with the disciples, and I hope Xianzun can let the younger generation go."

   "It's not a good thing to deceive this gentleman at will. Are you sure you really like this gentleman's close disciple?"

  The little fox stood up indifferently, she put away the streamer fan, and the black clothes made her feel cold and airy, giving her an inexplicable sense of power.

  Today, if the people attending the hairpin flower event are not wearing the most common white and blue robes of the Zhengdao sect, or like the people of the Huanxi sect, they will wear some young people's favorite colors of flowers, reds, willows and greens.

  Su Qinghuan, dressed in black, stood in it, even if he did not show his coercion, he looked extremely chilling, and it was completely different from the style of ordinary monks.

  …

The young red-clothed male cultivator turned pale in an instant. He was just trying to fool the past. He was just a cultivation base in the early stage of Jindan. The younger brothers and sisters were mostly foundation-building or qi-refining cultivation bases. Respect for revenge? !

   "The younger generation was fascinated by ghosts for a while, the younger generation was indeed afraid of becoming an Immortal Venerable Attendant, so he lied, and the younger generation begged Immortal Venerable to forgive me!"

   After saying that, the handsome red-clothed male cultivator knelt on the ground with all his body thrown to the ground. He grabbed the ground with his head, and Su Qinghuan kept kowtowing without forgiveness.

  Su Qinghuan saw that he finally told the truth, so Shi Shiran nodded.

   "Get up, this gentleman is not that kind of person. Since you don't want to serve me, just say it directly."

that's it? !

   Everyone looked at the little fox in disbelief. They thought that the little fox would be furious, but they saw that the little fox had taken Su Xiaoyu back to the imperial concubine's couch as if nothing had happened.

  Those disciples of the Huanxi Sect have some lingering fears.

   "Eldest brother, are you alright?"

   "Senior brother, I'm sorry, we shouldn't talk about it, that's why we provoke right and wrong."

   "Did you say Sect Master Su really let go of this grudge? Wouldn't she take revenge in the future?"

   "No... no way? Senior Brother, what can we do?"

   As the first disciple of the Huanxi Sect, the male cultivator in red wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a wry smile.

   "Don't talk nonsense, if Sect Master Su really wants to find fault, why wait for the coming day? I shouldn't lie to Immortal Venerable, and everyone should be cautious in their words and deeds in the future."

Saying that, the red-clothed male cultivator looked at the seat next to him, but saw the little fox leaning on the couch of the imperial concubine, Su Xiaoyu serving wholeheartedly beside her, peeling grapes, and delivering spirit tea. Also full of admiration and admiration.

   Thinking of what Su Xiaoyu said earlier that he only wanted to accompany Su Qinghuan, the man in red was shocked.

  —If Sect Master Su wasn’t the kind of master who had no taboo between men and women, then she invited him to serve just now, wouldn’t she be trying to trick him into becoming a fellow husband?

  …

   Just as the man in red felt aversion to the cold, the little fox who was concentrating on eating grapes suddenly looked away and winked at him.

  The red-clothed male repairman's heartbeat was thundering, not tempted, but frightened.

   Can't see me, can't see me.

  …

   The little fox curled his lips when he saw that the red-clothed male cultivator was so nonchalant.

   "Tong'er, it's a shame that the other party is still a cultivator of the Huanxi Sect. It's too hard to resist."

   "Host, are you sure you're flirting rather than scare? If you have the ability to change a beautiful skin, believe it or not, the other party is crying and rushing over, don't say I'll be your servant, I'm afraid I'll be happy to be a furnace."

   "...I believe it, but that wouldn't make sense."

   Just as the little fox was teasing with System 233, he suddenly saw a streamer in the distance, and there was a loud voice transmission from a disciple of the Xuanqing Sect.

   "The Immortal Venerable Ruoxu of Canglan Peak is here!"

   Everyone present froze.

  There are quite a few handsome female cultivators, and they couldn't help but stretched their necks and looked at the stream of light in the sky from afar—

   (end of this chapter)