The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 117 The cannon fodder of the sadomasochistic girl, she collapsed (12)

  Ming Ming Demon Cult leader has left, but too many memories flashed back and forth in Su Qinghuan's mind, almost exploding her mind.

  For a while, the red peacock man gently and attentively gave her the flowers of the branch, and for a while, the other party ruthlessly threw her into the group of beggars.

  ——It turns out that Miss Su also likes this red lotus flower? But Miss Su, you look so good-looking, standing next to this sea of ​​flowers, the flowers are all overshadowed.

  ——Ms. Su thinks it is necessary for me to coax you? Until now, I only know what it means to be human than Huajiao.

  ——Su Qinghuan, I have never liked you before, it is you who are passionate! If it wasn't for your luck to look similar to Meier, I wouldn't take you as a substitute for Meier for so long!

  ——Meier, don't be angry, I have never liked that shameless woman, let alone touched her!

  ——Meier, don’t you believe it? I threw her to a group of beggars, Meier, can you watch the show with me? Meier, don't cry...

  The peach blossom eyes of the demon leader can make you think that you are the happiest woman in the world, or send you to **** in the blink of an eye.

   Gentle and cruel, all in one.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan's lips trembled, and blue veins burst out of her hands uncontrollably.

  It was nothing when she first received these memories, but when she saw the deity of the demon cult leader, these memories combined with the original master’s grievances were forced to make her feel nauseous!

  ——The original owner was unwilling to be humiliated and was only eighteen when he broke his heart!

  Her feelings for her big brother Yun Miao can be said to be childhood sweethearts and ignorant first love, but for the red peacock man just now, it is truly an unforgettable love!

  Like a helpless traveler who was thrown into the sea, he regarded the leader of the demon cult as the only survival plank that could float to the shore, but he was abandoned in the end.

  The more love is regarded as redemption, the stronger the hatred after being betrayed.

  Seeing the little fox’s increasingly erroneous look and her lips glowing purple, this is clearly a sign of confusion!

  Zhan Chen Feng's eyes were startled, and he reminded him almost immediately.

  "Qinghuan donor, calm and concentrate!"

  A man in a white monk's clothes folded his hands together, reciting the Buddhist scriptures with compassion and concern.

  From "Clean Heart Mantra" to "Princess Paramita Heart Sutra", the Buddha beads of the lobular red sandalwood in his hand turned slightly, as if forming a mysterious atmosphere invisibly.

   "The relic is the empty form of all dharmas, which is neither born nor perished, neither defiled nor clean, nor increasing nor decreasing..."

  The voice of the white-clothed monk was like a clear spring. The little fox was originally surrounded by demons, but at this moment, he was suddenly pulled back from the resentment and recovered his sanity.

  "Master Zhanchen, thank you. Otherwise, I might really be crazy."

  The gray-clothed girl smiled as if she was a little disappointed. As she forced herself to show her face, Zhan Chen suddenly became a little impetuous.

  Even when Su Qinghuan was about to jump into the river, the girl turned her head, her black starry eyes still revealed a bit of cunning, but now the aura in her eyes no longer makes her look a little depressed.

  The white-clothed monk pursed the corners of his lips and spoke very seriously.

  "Qinghuan donor, I don't know what you have to do with the demon cult monster just now, but you should cheer up."

  In the eyes of Zhan Chen, it is more suitable for Su Qinghuan to look so bright.

  Zhan Chen hesitated for two seconds, then looked at the little fox seriously, and spoke sincerely.

   "If the Qinghuan donor doesn't mind, you can tell the little monk what you are thinking about. Maybe I can help you clear the Qinghuan donor."

  ……

  The little fox raised his eyebrows pretendingly.

   "Why is Master Zhan Chen so good to me? Could it be that you like me?"

  "……"

  Obviously, the atmosphere was still very serious just now. The monk in white did not expect that the girl who had just looked lonely would have the mood to play with herself at this moment.

  He looked embarrassed, put his hands together in front of him and performed a Buddhist ceremony.

  "Amitabha, seeing that the benefactor of Huanhuan is in the mood to make fun of the little monk, presumably the benefactor of Qinghuan has no real troubles that need to be solved."

   "Who said I don't need it?"

  Su Qinghuan gave a light cough, and suddenly stretched out his hand, pulling the sleeve of the white monk.

  In the horrified eyes of the other party, her expression was very serious.

   "Master Zhan Chen, will you let me lean on for a while? What I want to talk about is a bit heavy."

  Clearly knowing that men and women can’t kiss each other, but looking at the little fox’s so clean eyes, Zhan Chen’s heart softened. After all, she was only a half-year-old child.

   "Okay, let's talk about it."

  One fox and one monk sat in front of the bonfire like this, Su Qinghuan succeeded in trickery and leaned his head obediently on the white-clothed monk's robe.

  The man has broad shoulders, and Su Qinghuan’s mood gradually calmed down.

"I have a half-sister. Her mother was pregnant with her by very despicable means and killed my mother. Eighteen years later, my sister found her, combined three bad guys, and killed her again. My father, planted me a very vicious Gu."

   "I managed to escape, and I wanted to go to Jiangnan to ask Master Kong to testify for me. The demon leader just now was one of the bad guys, and the other two were hypocritical and righteous people."

  The monk in white clothes was startled when he heard these words. In fact, this story sounds incredible. He had never heard of the demon cult colluding with the righteous heroes.

  What's more, why did these three people target an ordinary-looking beggar?

"You do not believe?"

  Su Qinghuan naturally understood the doubt in Zhan Chen’s eyes. She was about to say something, but Zhan Chen suddenly took her hand and began to get her pulse.

   "No, of course I believe you!"

  The pulse condition is floating, and it does look like something is causing trouble.

  The white-clothed monk frowned. He fixedly looked at Su Qinghuan and stared at the girl's eyes. Her eyes were like the brightest and clearest stars in the world.

  But Zhan Chen never thought that after experiencing the pain of losing his father and mother, he could still have such clean and firm eyes!

  ——Su Qinghuan looks like he is only sixteen or seventeen years old. It should have been when he was most favored by his parents, but his fate...

  The more he thought about it, the more faintly pained somewhere in his heart.

  "Qinghuan benefactor, you said you were caught...Can I help you?"

  The little fox had something in his words and looked at each other with a weird look.

   "Master Zhan Chen, cough cough... Do you really want to help me solve the problem? Are you willing to give everything?"

  The monk in white clothes has a sincere look. The Buddha said that I don’t go to hell. Whoever goes to hell, Zhan Chen always feels that self-sacrificing is a kind of practice.

   "Naturally I am willing——"

  Su Qinghuan looked at that handsome and innocent face, only feeling a moment of impetuosity, and her face became a little bit hot.

   "This is what you said! Don't regret it!"

  Seeing the white-clothed monk nodded without hesitation, Su Qinghuan suddenly raised her head and pressed directly towards Zhan Chen’s pale lips——

  (End of this chapter)