Chapter 615 Diseased disciples, don’t blacken (19)

   "Hao Ran, as a teacher, I vaguely remember that there is a birthmark in your heart, isn't it?"

  This is of course made up by Su Qinghuan, but she really needs this answer so much!

  The white-clothed lady's face is still very cold and distant, but her eyes are brilliant, with eagerness that she doesn't even understand.

  ...

   Liu Haoran was startled when he heard the words.

  "Master, how do you know that there is a birthmark in the disciple’s heart?"

Although Liu Haoran worshipped Qingyunzong when he was a child, he was six or seven years old when he was accepted as a closed disciple by Su Qinghuan, and Liuli Xianzun had always ignored vulgar objects. She was only responsible for teaching Liu Haoran and Zhong Linger sword. The matter of Falun Dao.

  As for the daily life of the disciples, it has always been managed by the handymen, so it is impossible to take care of them personally, let alone know what birthmarks Liu Haoran has.

  ...

  Liu Haoran actually has a birthmark? !

  Su Qinghuan's heart beat violently, almost unable to maintain the cold and alienated look on her face.

  Is the young white-clothed Jianxiu really the one she has been looking for?

  In fact, Liu Haoran was born really well, but compared to Yan Hanzhou's looks like a fairy and a demon, it was a bit inferior.

  As for Liu Haoran’s aptitude for Shuanglinggen, Su Qinghuan doesn’t care. Anyway, if she finds her own Taoist companion, even if the other party is just a mortal and cannot cultivate immortality, she will do her best to protect him and make him a life extension pill to extend his life.

  ...

  The little fox's heart was surging, she silently pinched herself, trying to calm herself down, and then faintly waved at Liu Haoran.

"This matter was said by a mother who took care of you when you were still young. Recently, I have figured out some things for the teacher, which may have a great impact on the path of spiritual practice for the teacher. So I want to see it in person. Okay?"

"…good."

   Liu Haoran never expected Su Qinghuan to say that.

  It’s just that he is no longer the six or seven-year-old child who needs to rely on a maid to help him take care of his daily life.

  The young man in white immediately turned red when he thought of the position where the birthmark was long.

  In Liu Haoran’s world, he saw Master as the only **** in this world.

  He really respected her very much, and he said exactly what the other person said.

  Looking at Su Qinghuan’s cold and dust-free face, she knew that Master was only able to calculate some special things because of the Master Yuan Ying.

Destiny is inherently mysterious. Some Nascent Soul Power and God Transforming Power are on the way to cultivating immortals. Because they are more compatible with the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, they can vaguely perceive what may happen in the future, so they will prevent or advance in advance. Make other countermeasures.

  Master’s request is obviously very reasonable, but at this moment he thought of the difference between the two men and women, which really should not be.

The person in   Xianxian should have left the mortal world a long time ago, and should cut off this association. What's more, the person in front of him is the master he needs to admire for his entire life.

  Liu Haoran’s ear tips were reddish, and his hands shuddered gently.

Seeing that the belt was about to be torn off, Su Qinghuan suddenly noticed the youth's uncomfortableness.

  ...

I think that this place is still on the ground. Although there will be no sudden visits on the top of Liuli Peak. Even if there is, she can feel the spirit that she has released, but it seems that it is really not the way to let her big apprentice take off the Taoist robe outside. excellent.

   People who don’t know, thought she, the Nascent Soul Supreme, had some unknown horrible addiction to her apprentice.

  Su Qinghuan felt a little embarrassed at once, she suddenly lowered her head and coughed slightly, turning away her eyes slightly.

   "I missed it for my teacher, Haoran, you should follow me into the Shangqing Palace first.

  "..."

  As soon as Su Qinghuan's voice fell, Liu Haoran suddenly woke up.

Misunderstand?

  What misunderstanding?

  Don’t others think that it’s not appropriate for Master to ask him to do this? …

The palm of the white-clothed youth was slightly stiff, and he followed Su Qinghuan step by step.

   But when the gate of the Shangqing Palace slowly closed, Liu Haoran only felt that his heartbeat was faster.

   But Su Qinghuan's face was still as cold as Su Xue on the eaves, and the clear and lingering phoenix eyes only swept away, making Liu Haoran suddenly start to feel ashamed.

   "Okay, Haoran, let's start."

  Su Qinghuan nodded slightly, her face was not half-colored, and she could not tell how turbulent her heart was.

"…Yes."

  Liu Haoran lifted the belt with trembling fingers, with a look on his face that he didn't know how to describe, a little nervous, and even a thin layer of sweat began to ooze from the palm of his hand.

   Soon, the solid texture of the youth appeared in front of the white-clothed Xianzun.

  Su Qinghuan took a few deep breaths in silence, and did a long time to build her heart, but she almost staggered a little unsteadily just by looking at it.

  —I saw Liu Haoran's heart, there was indeed a birthmark, but the birthmark was light brown, and the shape was a bit similar to an irregular triangle, anyway, it didn't match the red foxtail at all.

  It is false to say that it is not lost.

  Su Qinghuan's heart trembled slightly, but she still tried her best to stand firm, not wanting others to see her embarrassment.

"…not him…"

  Unexpectedly, it's not him.

  Clearly she thought she was close to the truth.

   The female cultivator in white murmured, the eyes that were originally shining like stars hadn’t changed much, but the young sword cultivator, whose attention was all on Su Qinghuan at the moment, noticed the loss in Master’s eyes for an instant.

   "Who isn't it?"

  Liu Haoran also stared at Su Qinghuan in a daze. Although she didn't know what the fate of Su Qinghuan was calculated at all, the young disciple still vaguely felt guilty without the respected master who could help him.

  He gritted his teeth and knelt down suddenly.

  "Master, the disciple is incompetent and failed to help Master."

  "..."

  Su Qinghuan did not expect that the original master, the great apprentice, would be so reluctant.

  She sighed softly, and rarely reached out her hand kindly, and helped the white-clothed young man Xu Xu up.

  "This matter is the knot of the master, but it has nothing to do with you. Haoran, you don't need to mind, get up and put on your clothes first."

   After helping Liu Hao, Su Qinghuan straightly screened the young man back.

  ...

  The young sword repairman who has already put on the Taoist robe may be because of the thoughts on the side, and he always feels very guilty in his heart.

  But he just couldn't say anything.

   Seeing the young man’s lips licking, standing outside the hall and still refusing to leave, Su Qinghuan gave him a surprised look.

   "Hao Ran, but there is still something."

   "Teacher, Master... Nothing."

   "Then you can summon Junior Brother."

  Su Qing sat in the white jade chair of the Shangqing Hall with weary brows and eyes, waved his hand, and directly closed the door of the palace.

  (End of this chapter)