The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

   Chapter 1733 The Humble Furnace of Noble Immortals (81)

   Little fox didn't expect this guy to sleep so late, she didn't pay much attention to Ling Ruoxu, she planned to let Ling Ruoxu fend for himself according to the experience of the original owner.

   The appearance of those Fangheping disciples before gave the little fox a reminder that the original owner was finally transported to the suburbs by some female disciples from the outer sect in the real world, and then was tragically taken away by the demon cultivator.

  Illusion According to the development of the plot, Ling Ruoxu estimated that he would be kicked out of the Xuanqing Sect soon, and he would meet the demon head of the Tianming Sect with a face of 3,000.

  Tsk tsk, that female devil is not like Qin Yifan's greedy playboy, Qin Yifan was too careless with Ling Ruoxu, so he was killed by Ling Ruoxu without any precaution.

   Moreover, Qin Yifan's cultivation base is nothing but scum to build a foundation. He still relies on the medicinal pills given by Qin's father to smash it up, and the ability is useless.

   But as the sect master of Tianming Sect, the female devil is a cultivation base in the late stage of Jindan. Even if he was really unguarded, Ling Ruoxu stabbed him twice, and at most he bleed a little, how could he die? !

   The little fox could hardly wait, but she really wanted to see Ling Ruoxu's tragic state.

   System 233 read the little fox's thoughts, and suddenly felt a little chilly.

   "Host, I'm a noble and noble son. I've been tinkering with you for a day in the small kitchen today. Your hands are black and the oil is hot. Do you want these things?"

   "I think what's the problem?! It's just an illusion, Tonger, you won't sympathize with that scumbag Ling Ruoxu, right?"

  “…”

   System 233 hurriedly shook his head.

   "No, no, no! At most, I sympathize with Ling Ruoxu who likes you, because I think this fellow seems to have moved his true feelings. Of course, a scum like him deserves any fate."

"...Tong'er, you're not being kind, isn't your host worthy of being liked by others? It seems like Ling Ruoxu likes me and he suffers a lot. I haven't disliked him for being stupid, and I haven't gotten rid of the illusion yet. !"

   "Is there a possibility that he is still deceiving himself because he likes you so much? If he finds out that everything in this world is performed one day, will he intensify the blackening?"

   The little fox nodded casually when he heard the words.

   "Maybe, but it's not important anymore. It's like Ling Ruoxu is white in the real world. He doesn't need to be blackened at all. His heart is already black."

   "Don't you realize that Ling Ruoxu doesn't like the weak, even if he doesn't have pity on the weak, he even bullies the weak. Is a large part of his liking for me because of Mu Qiang?"

   "Host, I am speechless."

  …

   The little fox chatted with System 233 for a long time, but Ling Ruoxu, who was holding a food box outside the door, was very anxious because the little fox did not respond for a long time.

   "Could it be that Immortal Venerable really fell asleep?"

  Ling Ruo was hesitantly holding the food box that he had tossed around for a whole night, and when he was hesitating whether to return, the door of the main hall suddenly opened.

  Ling Ruoxu was stunned for a moment, his whole body swayed involuntarily, and when he stood still, he realized that he had suddenly changed the world and appeared in a quiet room.

It really doesn't look like a woman's boudoir, but it doesn't have the meaning of serenity. A lyre hangs on the wall. Across the screen with the hazy mountain color, it is a lavender curtain, and behind the curtain there is a false and real. Real shadows come.

   The silhouette is beautiful, and the long hair is shawl.

   Even if he couldn't see the clear facial features of the woman behind the curtain, Ling Ruoxu knew that it was Su Qinghuan.

  Ling Ruoxu's heart beat so fast that he almost dropped the food box to the ground.

   He never thought that he would be able to come into close contact with the place where the little fox sleeps so quickly. He didn't dare to look around, for fear that Su Qinghuan would mistake him for being too frivolous.

   The young man in white bowed his head respectfully, holding the food box and looking at his nose, nose and heart.

   "Xianzun, is Ruoxu disturbing your rest?"

   "You also know that you disturbed the deity?"

   The little fox asked Ling Ruoxu with a half-smile, but slowly opened the curtain.

  In an instant, a beautiful face emerged from behind the curtain. She was wearing a plain white lingerie, and her waist-length hair was loosely draped behind her without any makeup.

   The whole person looks a little more casual than the awe-inspiring and inaccessible sense of distance during the day.

  Because he was about to go to bed, the little fox didn't wear shoes and socks, and a pair of slender feet appeared in Ling Ruoxu's eyes without reservation.

  Ling Ruoxu saw the little fox's perfect feet, Jun's face began to redden at an incredible speed.

   His heartbeat also accelerated frantically, and he just felt like there was some emotion piled up in his heart, and it was so full that it was almost overflowing.

   "Xian...Xianzun...I'm sorry, Ruo Xu offended you. If I knew if I disturbed Xianzun's bedtime, Ruo Xu would not come and knock on the door."

   If you were in the mortal world and saw a woman's feet, you would definitely marry her.

  But they are now in the realm of self-cultivation that respects strength...

  Ling Ruoxu was suddenly disappointed and uncomfortable. He traveled with Ling's father and Ling's mother for many years, and he naturally knew that the women in the cultivation world were not so conservative. Some female cultivators with a bold and unrestrained style even went out wrapped in two pieces of cloth.

   At that time, those women were dressed so coolly, but Ling Ruoxu couldn't look away, feeling that they were boring and self-contempt, but now he just saw the little fox's feet, he suddenly felt the urge to hold them up.

  I even want to kiss.

  …

As soon as the thought of    came out, Ling Ruoxu panicked. He held the food box tightly in his hand, and the blue veins on the back of his hands were uncontrollably protruding.

   The little fox saw Ling Ruoxu madly burying his head, and the expression on his dazed and blue face that he didn't know where to put his eyes, and his heart burst into laughter.

   This guy is clumsy, but he still shows a bit of the cuteness of a young man.

  …

   "Why, is this gentleman a beast of a flood? You dare not even look at me?"

   The little fox sat on the cloud couch with a half-smile, some condescendingly slanted past Ling Ruoxu.

   The young man in white shook his hands, hurriedly put the food box aside, and raised his head a little embarrassedly.

   "No... No, the posture of the immortal monarch is that he is self-conscious and humble, and he does not dare to defile the eyes of the immortal monarch."

   "Come here, serve me and wear shoes."

  The little fox stretched out his slender fingers and nodded lazily at Ling Ruoxu's space.

  Ling Ruoxu was stunned, he could hardly believe what he heard.

   When Su Qinghuan saw his stunned look, he immediately felt a little boring.

   "Didn't you say you want to serve me? If you don't want to, I'll find someone else to come over."

   "No! If you wish!"

  Ling Ruoxu seemed to have made a big decision, staggered a bit, and half-knelt on the ground obediently.

   He leaned over with his cloud socks tremblingly, and carefully picked up the little fox's ankle—

   (end of this chapter)