The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 1741 The Humble Furnace of the Noble Immortal Monarch (89)

Ling Ruoxu looked thinner because of a serious illness, but his appearance was really good-looking, even though his cheeks were pale and his expression was tired, there was also an indescribable and pityable beauty.

When he heard Dao Tong say that Su Qinghuan had left, Ling Ruoxu felt as if a thunder had hit his head, his ears were buzzing, and he even felt a little unsteady on his feet.

"What did you say? Qing Huan Xianzun left? Why did she leave?"

The young man in white even subconsciously grabbed the sleeve of the boy because of his excessive mood swings, and even his eyes that looked weak and dazed suddenly became much sharper.

That is the gaze of the superior.

Even Ling Ruoxu himself didn't notice it.

He had suffered enough torture in this illusion. Although his soul had not fully awakened, it was still in a state of dormancy and ready to move.

That Daotong felt a little impatient because of Ling Ruoxu's gaffe. After all, Ling Ruoxu was just a mortal who couldn't cultivate, and he was also a hotpot for Israelis, and was treated coldly by Su Qinghuan, so Daotong felt that Ling Ruoxu The imaginary future may not even be as good as him.

"What are you yelling about?! It's none of your business if Xianjun wants to leave? Mr. Ling, you are just the furnace of Xianjun. I advise you to think about yourself for a while if you have this spare time."

Seemingly realizing that his mouth was too poisonous, Dao Tong couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic when he saw Ling Ruoxu's pale and beautiful face.

"Mr. Ling, I didn't mean to target you on purpose, but you are now in the prime of your life, and you are not loved by the immortals. Do you still want to wait until you are [-] or [-] before considering your own way out?"

……

Dao Tong left.

Ling Ruoxu took a deep breath, reluctantly supported the tree trunk, and went to look at the green mountains and verdant scenery of Canglan Peak. This scenery is so beautiful, but there is a deep darkness in the young man's heart.

"Why are you leaving?"

The young man in white murmured palely, he didn't care about what Daotong said just now, the only thing he cared about was where Su Qinghuan had gone.

There was hatred in the young man's heart, but it was not because of the severe pain of the disease, but because of the dense pain that seemed to be abandoned.

Ling Ruoxu is not a fool, on the contrary, he is very smart. It is obvious that the person he loves hates him from the bottom of his heart.

So instead of using the most common indescribable method to reconcile with his yin and yang, he chose to use this strange and costly method.

When he was harvested last night, Ling Ruoxu felt a splitting headache all over his body, but when he looked up to see the little fox's face, he also saw beads of sweat dripping from the other's forehead.

Her lips were pale, and she didn't look much better than him, on the contrary she looked even weaker.

……

Even Su Qinghuan's fingertips were icy cold.

After the tonic was over, she didn't get any better.

So Ling Ruoxu judged that she actually needed him very much. If she followed the normal supplement method, even if she couldn't recover in one go, at least she wouldn't be so uncomfortable.

But she would rather endure the severe pain than do spiritual practice with him.

After realizing this, Ling Ruoxu bit his thin lips tightly, the taste of rust surged in his throat, and the originally pale lips were stained with blood, showing a scarlet-like beauty.

He hates.

He hates it.

But he still loves her.

These two contradictory emotions are intertwined, making Ling Ruoxu completely at a loss as to what to do. The young man's eyes are darkened, and the eyes that were originally dark seem to be unable to see any light at this moment.

……

"I'm going to find her."

Ling Ruoxu followed his heart and suddenly made this decision.

Ling Ruoxu didn't remember the past, nor did he awaken his soul, but he already understood the extremely important point, Su Qinghuan's dislike for him probably didn't just start now.

If it was before, why did it start?
Obviously they don't know each other.

Is it just because I am a pure Yang body that cannot be cultivated, so I want to serve her in a furnace?
Ling Ruoxu pinched his palms, the slight pain made Ling Ruoxu more rational, he could see that the little fox was not that kind of person, she never scolded her servants, and there was even a chivalrous man in the door His good reputation is not like someone who looks down on Lu Ding.

After all, if Su Qinghuan really had some kind of compassion, he should know that there is nothing he can do.

Both of his parents passed away, and he offended the Qin family and killed Qin's only son. If Ling Ruoxu wants to walk in this world in the future, wouldn't Ling Ruoxu have to come and join Xuanqingzong?
By making her a stove, she can still have a glimmer of hope of being alive.

Ling Ruoxu once heard from his disciples that Qing Huan Xianzun once comforted a depressed female cultivator, telling her that people who live hard, as long as they don't harm the sky, are respectable.

He killed Qin Yifan for a reason.

I believe that Su Qinghuan will not feel that he will repay his kindness because of this.

What else could it be?

Ling Ruoxu couldn't figure it out for a while, so he decided to go to Xuanqingzong's library to take a look, maybe he could get the answer he wanted there.

……

There has never been a moment like this, which made Ling Ruoxu want to become stronger.

If he could cultivate, he wouldn't have to look at people's faces for everything.

Ling Ruoxu supported his sick body and walked towards Zangshu Pavilion. During the last part of the journey, he was almost on the verge of falling.

But Ling Ruoxu didn't care.

He wants to see her, the world is vast, a mortal who can't cultivate, looking for someone is almost looking for a needle in a haystack, but if he can practice, it will be different. Ling father and mother have taught him many methods before, and he knows Canglan Feng left many items related to Su Qinghuan.

With those things, it is easier to find the trace of the little fox.

……

Just when Ling Ruoxu was in the Zangshu Pavilion and was about to browse through the classics, who knew that the people on duty today were those outer disciples from Fangheping.

The leader is Zhang Jiannan who showed his love to the little fox back then.

When Zhang Jiannan saw Ling Ruoxu who was trying to find the classics, he coldly stopped Ling Ruoxu on the spot.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Ling? Why, Immortal Qing Huan went to travel in the clouds, and didn't he bring your furnace?"

"Step aside."

Ling Ruoxu looked at Zhang Jiannan gloomyly, he didn't have time to talk nonsense with these people.

And the few outer disciples laughed out loud when they saw Ling Ruoxu's sickly face and still being so arrogant.

"Who do you think you are? It's just a cauldron. Now that even Qing Huan Xianzun has left Xuanqingzong, do you really think that someone will support you?!"

Zhang Jiannan stared jealously at Ling Ruoxu's stunning face even when he was ill, and suddenly threw out a spell.

"Ling Ruoxu, if it weren't for you, Qinghuan Xianzun would have included me in Canglan Peak long ago. A person like you is not worthy of staying with Qinghuan Xianzun! You should die!"

When he saw the talisman, Ling Ruoxu's pupils shrank slightly, and he subconsciously took a step back, but it was too late...

(End of this chapter)