It was said that Huang Mao was good, but it became the fairy's white moonlight

Chapter 204 No one named Han is good! (-in-)

Donglaizhou, Valley of Forgetfulness.

The bells are ringing and the mist is lingering.

A waterfall looks like the Milky Way hanging upside down. The mountains, rivers, sun and moon are magnificent and majestic. Looking from a distance, the mountains are emitting strange light.

Looking closely, it is a magnificent place with extraordinary aura, with rainbow bridges all around and cranes surrounding it, making it overwhelming.

Such an immortal style may be what the world of cultivating immortals should have.

It is also the grand scene of the six sects in Tianhai Prefecture, which is far from comparable.

This place is one of the five holy places of the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty - the Holy Land of Forgetfulness.

Surrounded by this fairy energy, the mountains of different sizes emit colorful fluctuations of spiritual energy due to their abundant spiritual energy.

Among them, there are five peaks with a vast area and the most spiritual energy standing in the center of the mountains.

Because of the bead curtain, I couldn't see clearly the woman's appearance. I could only feel that the woman was wearing a phoenix crown and a gauze-like snow-white dress. She seemed to be in the smoke and fog.

After all, the predictions of Tianji Holy Land are not 100% accurate.

But Shang Xiufang didn't want to tell his master about Han Mo.

Venerable Qing He suddenly stood up as if he had woken up, but without replying, he raised the bead curtain with his bright wrist, left the throne, and walked out quickly.

After finding it, she needs the other person to help her get through the love disaster that every descendant of the Holy Land of Forgetting Love must go through.

Today's Shang Xiufang obviously won't do this, and naturally he doesn't want to choose Han Mo as the "person to overcome the disaster".

According to her estimation, given the trust her master had in her, she would not suspect anything or make any mistakes, so she could hide Han Mo's matter.

She naturally knew what her master meant.

Fortunately, Venerable Qinghe did not ask in detail, and quickly asked in a cold voice.

In fact, from the moment Shang Xiufang walked into the hall, Venerable Qinghe had been looking at her up and down with a strange look.

Following Shang Xiufang's gaze, there was a bead curtain hanging in the back of the main hall. Behind the bead curtain was a jade throne made of jade, and a woman was sitting on the jade throne.

Secondly, the direct descendants of the Holy Land of Forgetting Love must remain virgins to survive the calamity of love, after all, they are going through the calamity of love, not the calamity of desire.

But she happened to lose her virginity. Once the master knew about it, the master would definitely be furious, so she hid something.

Shang Xiufang returned to the sect after a dusty journey, and immediately came to pay his respects to his master, Venerable Qinghe.

Shang Xiufang couldn't stand the silence. She stood there feeling a little embarrassed, thinking to herself, what's wrong with Master? Doesn't she believe her own words?

However, things did not develop as she imagined, but...

"Master, maybe the prediction of Tianji Holy Land is wrong. After all, this is not the first time they have made mistakes." Thinking of this, Shang Xiufang broke the silence and said.

"Well, this trip has been fruitful. Have you found the 'person who can overcome the calamity'?"

Shang Xiufang had her own little plan in mind, and for this reason she made a disobedient act to hide from her master for the first time.

At first, she didn't want to choose Han Mo as her person to overcome the tribulation, because after the descendants of the Holy Land of Forgetting Love overcame the tribulation, they would personally kill the man who helped them overcome the tribulation.

The master loved her extremely much, and logically speaking, she should not hide it from the master.

Qinghe Peak and Qinghe Hall, one of the Five Sacred Peaks.

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But now she has to do this.

Shang Xiufang didn't know whether she had found the person who could overcome the calamity during this trip, but at least she had found the love of her life, the man she could never leave again in her life.

Soon, a cold and noble female voice, like an orchid in an empty valley, slowly came from inside.

"Master, we encountered something on the way. It's not a big deal, but it delayed some time!"

"Master, the disciple has not been found."

And it can be said that the master took great pains to help her overcome the love crisis.

This man is naturally Han Mo.

She went to Tianhai Prefecture in the southernmost part of the Great Zhou Dynasty this time just to find the person who would overcome the tribulation in the prophecy.

This is the Holy Land of Wangqing, and even the most famous in the entire Donglai Prefecture - the Five Sacred Peaks. It is also the dojo of the five sages of the Holy Land of Wangqing that are famous throughout the Great Zhou Dynasty.

So he gave a brief explanation, but did not explain in detail what had caused the delay.

The woman looks to be in her thirties. Except for her silky black hair, she is all white. She has slender shoulders and a slim waist. Her chest is bulging high in her palace dress. She has a mature and plump figure.

Regarding this, she had already done her homework on the way here and simply said that she had gained nothing during this trip.

"Master, I would like to send my regards to you."

After she said that she had not found the "person to overcome the calamity", he stared at her steadily, and there was no other movement for a long time.

"You're back, why have you been gone so long?"

Not only did she specially ask the great master of Tianji Holy Land to make a fortune for her, but she also sent people to Tianhai State to help her organize everything, just so that she could find the person who could overcome the tribulation faster and help her get through the love tribulation. .

Shang Xiufang bowed respectfully as a disciple, knowing that the master was asking her why she came back so late.

Without any hesitation, Shang Xiufang answered almost immediately.

He walked until he was one step away from Shang Xiufang, stopped, and then stared at her face intently.

At such a close distance, you can even feel the other person's breath, and there is always a lotus-like fragrance floating on the tip of Shang Xiufang's nose.

This made her panic and felt that something was strange.

The flustered Shang Xiufang stared blankly at Venerable Qinghe in front of him.

Venerable Qinghe wears a luxurious phoenix crown on his head, his skin is as white as silk and as gorgeous as satin, his dark hair is not tied up, but spreads freely, making him even more charming, his cheek lines are cold and elegant, and his eyes are endlessly cold. .

However, after meeting this good disciple of hers, the coldness in it dissipated a lot, and there was more of a sense of scrutiny.

Puff, puff!

Even though she was a woman, Shang Xiufang's heart was still beating rapidly at this moment.

Because she was really nervous, and she hadn't had close contact with the Master for a long time.

And every time she comes into close contact with the Master, she will be given a deep sense of amazement.

Yes, it's amazing...

You know, three hundred years ago, the name of Qinghe Venerable Jiang Shuying was famous throughout the Zhou Dynasty.

Oh, at that time, he was not called the Venerable, but the Fairy Qinghe!

The reason why she was famous in Dazhou was because at that time she had the invincible strength of Nascent Soul, second only to the Lord Huashen, and her unparalleled beauty.

Three hundred years ago, Fairy Qinghe was known as "Qinghe under the Moon" in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The meaning is that it is as beautiful as a lotus blooming quietly under the moon. Even with this lotus, you can even forget the beauty of the moonlight.

Every time she came into close contact with Master, Shang Xiufang couldn't help but sigh:

Master is worthy of the reputation of "Clear Lotus Under the Moon". I am afraid it will be difficult for Da Zhou to find another beauty who can compare with him!

Shang Xiufang would not even think it was an exaggeration to say that she was the most beautiful woman in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Of course, Shang Xiufang herself is also a beauty. In comparison, although her appearance is the same, her temperament is still a little inferior.

After all, Jiang Shuying successfully transformed into a god three hundred years ago, and has cultivated the temperament of a god-like master for many years. In comparison, Shang Xiufang is still much immature.

Jiang Shuying ignored his apprentice's words and just frowned and stared at Shang Xiufang in front of him. After about a cup of tea, he came back to his senses and said doubtfully:

"Why do you have a strong manly smell on you?"

Hey, man's smell?

Could it be...

Shang Xiufang was suddenly startled and subconsciously pressed her lower abdomen.

That day, I clearly used my magic power to force everything out of my body. There should be no residue. Why can Master still smell it?

Apparently she had some misunderstanding, thinking that the master smelled some kind of burning smell.

"It's true that I want you to find someone who can overcome the tribulation, but I don't want you to come into contact with those stinky men. The Jiyue Tower is just a house with hooks and tiles. How can the man who goes there be a good person? ?”

Jiang Shuying's words immediately made Shang Xiufang breathe a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that she had thought wrongly.

Also, no matter how defiant the Lord Transformation God was, he still couldn't sense the smell that was left in her belly a month ago. "Master's teachings should be kept in mind by the disciples."

Shang Xiufang quickly acted like a well-behaved disciple. She was relieved, but she didn't want to...

"I heard from Senior Nephew Qiu that you went to the Yunming Mountains. What did you mean?"

"!!!"

Junior nephew Qiu? Senior sister Qiu Wanrong?

After hearing this, Shang Xiufang, who had just relaxed, suddenly became nervous again.

After all the calculations, she only missed the matter of Qiu Wanrong.

At Han Mo's request, she called three helpers to go to the Yunming Mountains to help Han Mo hunt down the Dangkang monster.

Among these three people, there was one of her fellow seniors—Senior Sister Qiu Wanrongqiu.

Although she had not yet had a relationship with Han Mo at that time, Qiu Wanrong knew about Han Mo.

What if she informed Master about this...

Got it!

"My master asked you to go to Tianhai State to find someone who can overcome the calamity. What are you doing in the Yunming Mountains?"

"Disciple, disciple...it's just..."

Faced with the questioning from her master, Shang Xiufang could not think of a suitable excuse for a moment.

However, before she could find an excuse, Jiang Shuying said coldly:

"I heard that you have made friends with a junior named Han, who is also the heir apparent of Yifenghou Mansion in Tianhai Prefecture.

And you went to the Yunming Mountains this time to help this junior hunt monsters. Is this true? "

"Master, that's because...disciple and him..."

Seeing that the master actually knew about this, Shang Xiufang's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

She didn't know how much her master knew about her and Han Mo.

But at least, the master's tone seemed to be very unhappy at this time.

She wanted to explain a few words, but was quickly interrupted by Jiang Shuying waving her hand:

"Okay, you don't need to explain it. It's my fault that I didn't warn you before.

My master asked you to find someone to overcome the calamity. There were no restrictions at that time, so anyone can do it.

However, there is an exception. You must not look for people with the surname Han as people to overcome the tribulation.

Do you understand? "

"Eh?"

Shang Xiufang was stunned immediately.

After thinking for a moment, she quickly understood.

The master's words clearly meant that he didn't know that she had a relationship with Han Mo, but he knew that she had a close friendship with Han Mo.

After all, being able to help the other person go to the Yunming Mountains to hunt monsters is not an ordinary friendship by any means.

The master may even have misunderstood that she planned to choose Han Mo as the "person to overcome the tribulation".

It would be okay if this was the case. At least the master didn't know about the "loss of virginity" and naturally he wouldn't anger Han Mo.

But... why didn't Master let her choose the "person who could overcome the tribulation" with the surname "Han"?

"You have to remember, no one named Han is good, huh!"

As if knowing her doubts, Jiang Shuying gave this explanation.

Shang Xiufang: "?"

"You are not allowed to have contact with this Han Mo again. My master has already sent someone to warn him."

caveat?

Wait, Master, you...

Before Shang Xiufang could say anything, Jiang Shuying made a decision for his disciple in an unquestionable tone:

"You will stay in the sect during this period and don't go anywhere.

Regarding your choice of person to overcome the tribulation, since there is no predicted person to overcome the tribulation in Tianhai Prefecture, it will be up to the master to make arrangements. In short, as long as it is not surnamed Han, everything is easy to say.

You must never make the same mistake as a teacher again! "

Shang Xiufang: "???"

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Tianhai Prefecture, the inner gate of Xinghe Sword Sect, Qingyunju.

"Mo'er, this is what the Holy Land envoy wanted me to convey. It's probably because you got too close to that Shang Saint, so the other master sent someone to warn you."

After seeing off the distinguished guests, Yunglai quickly met Han Mo alone, conveyed the intention of the Holy Land Envoy to Han Mo, and then said worriedly:

"Mo'er, how could you get together with that loveless saint?

You know, Wangqing Holy Land has always been very ruthless towards men, so you must not get too close to them! "

Han Mo thought for a while and roughly guessed that perhaps the matter between him and Shang Xiufang was known by the other party's master or the higher-ups of the Holy Land.

Han Mo had already considered this level when he planned to attack Shang Xiufang, and it was inevitable.

Therefore, this incident was originally expected by Han Mo, and he had already prepared for it, so it didn't have much to do with it.

"Don't worry, Aunt Yun. That Shang Saint and I are just casual acquaintances."

Thinking like this, Xianggui naturally wanted to give priority to comforting Aunt Yun.

"That's good. I thought you had another woman and just forgot about me!"

Yun Glaze smiled sweetly, and put her delicate hands against his fingers, slowly joining them together, feeling the familiar touch.

"What if I really forget?"

Han Mo asked deliberately.

Yunzai glanced at him with a sad and sad look on his face:

"Even if I really forget, what can I do? If this is the case, I can only hide in my room every day. Gu Ying feels sorry for himself!"

"how could be!"

Although Han Mo knew that Aunt Yun acted it out for him on purpose, he still comforted her like this.

"Since I can't, now that I say my mouth is dry, why don't Mo'er help moisten it?"

The cloud-glazed green-white fingertips gently touched the delicate thin lips and sighed quietly.

Aunt Yun, are you talking nonsense now?

Even though your lips are still so moisturized and shiny, are your lips still dry?

Han Mo's mouth twitched.

That's what he thought, but as a filial young man, how could he question what his good aunt said?

Aunt Yun said her lips were dry, so they must be dry.

His thoughts stopped here, Han Mo leaned down helplessly, ready to... fulfill his filial piety.

Unexpectedly, just as she was about to touch her delicate lips, she was stopped by a slender finger as clear as jade.

"I haven't finished speaking yet!"

"Mo'er, how about we play a game?

Yunglai's beautiful eyes were rippling, and her red lips were pressed against her fingers, exhaling a fragrant fragrance.

With their eyes facing each other, the intoxicating fragrance hit him. Han Mo suppressed the restlessness in his heart and asked:

“What game does Aunt Yun want to play?

"Mo'er, let's see who can hold on longer this time!"

"Whoever can't hold on first will agree to a condition."

(End of this chapter)