The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

   Chapter 1683 The Humble Furnace of Noble Immortals (31)

A snow-white robe appeared in front of him first. That man was obviously the same as other Xuanqing Sect disciples, wearing a plain-colored robe of unrecognizable rank, but the same Taoist robe was inexplicably more unstained on him. The cold meaning of dust and others not to be near.

   The little fox's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he looked up, he saw Ling Ruoxu's handsome face.

   Ling Ruoxu, who has become the Yuan Ying Immortal Venerable, is indeed quite different from the original owner's memory.

  If the mortal Ling Ruoxu was already handsome enough to be admired by women from all over the world, then the current Ling Ruoxu has a little more majesty and majesty in his handsomeness.

   With just a glance, the world can understand that he is the bright moon on the top of the mountain, and all living beings are only worthy of being reduced to the dust and mud under his feet.

   This distinct sense of distance is daunting and fascinated.

   After all, Mu Qiang is human nature, how many women can not like the Nascent Soul Immortal Monarch, who is powerful and lonely by nature? !

  …

  No one thought that Immortal Venerable Ruoxu, who was surrounded by stars and held the moon, would actually go to the Tianming Sect that was arranged in the corner!

   For a while, except for those who were not cultivated enough and could only stretch their necks to look here, the little fox could still feel that the consciousness of countless people was fixed on her side, so she was waiting to hear more gossip.

   The disciple of the Huanxi Sect next to him stood up in a frenzy. If the little fox hadn't answered, they would all want to rush up.

   This is Immortal Ruoxu!

   The female disciples of the Huanxi Sect couldn't help but put on all kinds of beautiful gestures, and they were pulling their hair and twisting handkerchiefs, for fear that Ling Ruoxu would not notice himself when he turned his head to see their disciples of the Huanxi Sect.

  …

   And the little fox and Su Xiaoyu are obviously strange, in the face of Ling Ruoxu's visit, Su Xiaoyu guards Su Qinghuan with some vigilance.

   She had always wondered whether her master had had a feud with Xuanqingzong, and now seeing Ling Ruoxu leading them to the center of the topic, Su Xiaoyu subconsciously said to the little fox.

   "Master, what is going on with this Immortal Ruoxu? Our master and apprentice are talking about themselves in private, why does he have to cross a bar?"

   Seeing that Su Xiaoyu was not fooled by Ling Ruoxu's handsome appearance at all, the little fox was very relieved, she winked at Su Xiaoyu, signaling her not to transmit voice.

   With Ling Ruoxu's cultivation base, it is really not difficult to inquire about Su Xiaoyu's voice transmission.

   But the little fox was also surprised by Ling Ruoxu's straightforwardness.

   "Tonger, why do you think Ling Ruoxu came over so eagerly? Could it be that he is so sure that his childhood sweetheart was reincarnated into an ugly old woman?"

   "...It's not because the host has to use the name of the original owner of the first generation. If you change the name to a common name, maybe he won't be so persistent."

   "Hehe, my name was Su Qinghuan, how could I change my name for a scumbag?"

   "And Ling Ruoxu is not because he cares about the original owner, but because his inner demon is getting worse and worse, and he can't suppress the fire spirit power in his limbs and bones, so he is eager to find the original owner's reincarnation."

  …

   Little Fox was contemptuous in her heart, but she didn't mind burning another evil fire in Ling Ruoxu's heart.

  Su Qinghuan, who was wearing a black Taoist robe, walked off the imperial concubine's couch. She leaned on Wujin's cane and smiled calmly at Ling Ruoxu.

   "The Immortal Venerable is joking. There are countless things in this world that are crazy about men and women. The old man just made up a story to educate his lover. I didn't expect that Immortal Venerable would be interested?"

   "Could it be that the Immortal Venerable looks like a clear breeze and bright moon on weekdays, but in fact, he likes to listen to the wind and moon gossip behind his back?"

It would be fine if the little fox was more beautiful, but at the moment she was wearing the skin of a seventy-year-old woman, and her eyes were still staring at Ling Ruoxu. nausea.

   As if the picture was frozen in the middle of Ling Ruoxu and Su Qinghuan, a moat fell invisibly.

  Ling Ruoxu is a noble and elegant fairy, and Su Qinghuan's dress is not even worthy of the word "black widow", who made her too old, it can only make people feel hot.

  …

   There were young female nuns who admired Immortal Venerable Ruoxu seeing the little fox making fun of Ling Ruoxu, and these nymphos were suddenly dissatisfied.

   "Who is this old woman? Why have I never heard of such a character in the Immortal Sect of the Righteous Path? She is so reckless and staring at Immortal Venerable Ruoxu, what a shameless old man!"

   "Yeah, who doesn't know how to look at the whole world of self-cultivation, that is, Immortal Venerable Ruoxu is the most pure and clean, how could he care about the wind and moon gossip?"

  Everyone was dissatisfied for a while, one was dissatisfied with the aggressiveness of the little fox, and the other was jealous of where Ling Ruoxu ran, and he had to go to an old woman. It was really two people standing together, and even the picture was a bit dazzling.

  …

   The little fox smiled coldly, and suddenly Wujin raised his cane, which was directly in front of the faces of those eight wives.

   "Several little fairies said carefully, the old man is just looking at the appearance, how can he be an old man when it comes to your mouth? Not sure, in terms of real age, you are still several hundred years older than the old man."

   The few golden elixir fairies never thought that the little fox had such a powerful cultivation. They were locked by the little fox's aura, and they couldn't even break free.

   For a while, several young female nuns were so frightened that their faces turned pale, for fear that their cute little face would be ruined by this ugly old witch, Su Qinghuan, and some people were crying to Ling Ruoxu for help.

   "Xianzun Ruoxu save me!"

   "Please also ask Immortal Venerable Ruoxu to stand up for us! We are just to protect the face of Immortal Monarch, who would have expected to be arranged like this by this old witch."

  …

  Su Qinghuan was neither frightened nor afraid, she smiled slightly, and a slight mockery appeared on her pale and thin face.

   "I don't know if Xianjun wants to complain about them?"

  Ling Ruoxu saw the arrogant little fox, and his heart was a little dazed. His skin was beautiful and ugly, but it didn't cause much mood swings for him.

   But seeing Su Qinghuan's reckless style, Immortal Venerable White was suddenly stunned.

   A hundred years ago, his green plum, kind, weak, delicate and slender, was like a lily in a greenhouse.

   The current Su Qinghuan, aside from his appearance, is quite different from his childhood friend a hundred years ago.

  …

  They...

Will    really be a person?

  Ling Ruoxu had faint doubts in his heart, but Ling Ruoxu was not a well-behaved Taoist priest. He casually glanced at the weeping female cultivators, but in their eyes eager for solidarity, he was calm.

   "They are arrogantly talking about your honor, if Sect Master Su wants to punish a little and a big one, it's fine."

   When those women saw Ling Ruoxu being so unsympathetic to Xiangxiyu, their faces turned pale!

   (end of this chapter)