The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 721: Don’t Be Black (125)

The corners of the young man's lips were clenched stubbornly, and he could already feel the smell of rust spreading from the corners of his lips, but even though he was so weak, he still stared at Su Qinghuan.

"Are you a cultivator too? Do you... want the horns on my head too?"

In the beginning, Jun Jiuyou was confused by Su Qinghuan, and it was nothing more than because he mistakenly thought that his soul had already returned to the underworld.

But since he is alive, no matter whether the woman in front of him is beautiful or ugly, old or young, Jun Jiuyou will not let his guard down.

……

With Jun Jiuyou locking his sight like that, the boy's blood-colored pupils were like a hungry wolf in the dark, as if he would choose someone to eat at any time.

Su Qinghuan got goosebumps from being stared at, and at the same time she didn't know whether to laugh or sympathize with Jun Jiuyou.

The woman sighed softly, and glanced at Jun Jiuyou helplessly.

"You said the horns on the head, but this one?"

In fact, there is nothing special about the horns of the royal family in the Demon Realm, and they can't be used for forging weapons. Su Qinghuan doesn't think there is any special use value.

The foundation-building cultivator who cut off Jun Jiuyou's horn before was nothing more than vanity in his heart. After all, his strength in the cultivation world is only at the bottom, but he can use Jun Jiuyou's horn to prove that he hunted down a royal family in the demon world. Enough to brag about for a while.

……

Jun Jiuyou was startled when he heard the words, his eyes were lowered, and he soon noticed that the woman's slender hands were handing over a pair of horns wrapped in pure white silk handkerchief.

That horn has been wiped by Su Qinghuan

But because he couldn't mobilize his spiritual power to use the Cleansing Technique, some blood stains still stuck to it just by scrubbing like this, but it was not as scary as when it was just chopped off.

……

The young man took the silk handkerchief from Su Qinghuan's hand in a daze. The heavy horns made the young man's scabbed wound ache.

"You... why did you help me?"

Jun Jiuyou looked at Su Qinghuan with some apprehension. He didn't think he would be of any use to cultivators like them except for his special appearance.

But before the Foundation Establishment cultivator killed him, something like the devil world and the royal family came out of his mouth.

The young man's mind was spinning quickly, and he almost subconsciously decided that Su Qinghuan would also trick him to follow her, and then he had a big plan.

"Haven't you heard that when you see injustice, you draw your sword to help? Doing this kind of thing requires many reasons?"

Su Qinghuan looked at Jun Jiuyou helplessly again.

She didn't know what kind of social beatings Jun Jiuyou had received, and her mind was full of malicious speculation about others.

To put it bluntly, in Jun Jiuyou's heart, if others treat him well, they will have all kinds of ulterior and evil purposes.

Just like the white-haired old man who picked Jun Jiuyou away from those vicious villagers when he was a baby, he seemed to have saved his life, but he only regarded him as a tool to make money.

Later, even after seeing Jun Jiuyou's appearance becoming more and more stunning with age, such dirty thoughts arose.

……

Jun Jiuyou frowned when he heard Su Qinghuan's words.

"When you see injustice on the road, draw your sword to help?"

If it were someone else, they might still believe such a simple reason, but in Jun Jiuyou's heart, there is no such simple kindness in this world.

……

Seeing that Jun Jiuyou was still looking at her so warily, Su Qinghuan had no choice but to stroke her forehead helplessly, and glanced at the young man calmly with her eyes.

"Forget it, you must be hungry too. I'll go deep into the cave to see if there are any edible fruits or spring water to drink."

Seeing that the young man breathed a sigh of relief, Su Qinghuan spoke lightly again.

"Remind you, you don't have to trust me, but if you ran out of this cave at will, it's freezing cold now, and you were frozen to death. The second is that the beasts also lack food to feed their stomachs. Be careful and become the opponent plate of Chinese food."

"..."

Jun Jiuyou saw that Su Qinghuan didn't want to leave her side so much, and his heart became more and more defensive.

He frowned, thinking of the Foundation Establishment cultivator who almost killed him before, and said coldly.

"Is it safest to be around people like you cultivating the Tao? My life is worthless, I'm afraid that in the eyes of monks like you, I'm just an ant that can be trampled to death at will."

"..."

Unexpectedly, Jun Jiuyou is a little self-aware.

However, he still thought too shallowly.

When Su Qinghuan heard this, the corners of Su Qinghuan's lips curled up slightly.

"You're right. In the eyes of many cultivators, mortal life is worthless, but if I want to kill you, I don't need to save you."

"If you insist on running out of the cave so willfully, I promise I won't look for you again, you can do it yourself."

As she said that, the woman suddenly turned around and walked towards the depths of the cave, leaving only Jun Jiuyou's cold, haughty and lonely back.

"..."

Looking at the woman's fluttering white clothes without wind, the young man couldn't help lowering his head, and silently squeezed tightly the Qingyunzong robe that Su Qinghuan had untied to keep him warm.

It's just that the outer robe was torn a big hole, which was used to bind the wound on Jun Jiuyou's head, so this expensive garment was considered useless.

Even if Jun Jiuyou didn't know that it was a magic robe made of thousand-year-old ice silk, he could still tell that it was worth a lot by the warm and cold touch it felt.

"Really... are you just trying to help me?"

The boy murmured silently in his heart.

He had never seen a woman as beautiful as Su Qinghuan, but Jun Jiuyou was born extremely beautiful, and in his heart, a beautiful skin was nothing at all.

It may also be the same as him, with a golden exterior, but the interior is already barren, with no grass growing, and has even been swallowed by darkness.

……

Thinking of this, the boy squeezed the hand of the ice silk robe even harder.

It's not that he didn't think about leaving, but he was just thinking about Su Qinghuan's words. Compared to facing the hungry beast outside for an unknown how long, maybe staying by Su Qinghuan's side would be a better choice.

After all, this woman obviously doesn't want to kill herself for the time being, even if she is interested in his use value, he can wait for the future.

Thinking this way, the young man's heart became clear. Even though there was a sharp pain in his limbs and bones, the consciousness of survival for many years was at work, and the young man quickly flipped through the package left by the dead foundation-building monk.

Jun Jiuyou's memory is excellent, just from the fact that the package was knotted in the same way as before, it is obvious that Su Qinghuan has not touched the contents inside.

That's a good thing.

There are some bottles and cans inside, because there is no label on the outside, Jun Jiuyou doesn't know what is inside, and he dare not take it without authorization.

When he turned to a book called "Introducing Qi into the Body Treasure Record", Jun Jiuyou's eyelids twitched, and he flipped through many pages at a glance.

In this world, there really are immortals!

As long as there is a spiritual root, mortals can also cultivate immortals!
(End of this chapter)