In the next month, Tailan College became relatively calm.
Su Hun's enthusiasm for being promoted to Supreme has gradually dropped.
Because now everyone's focus is on Zhou Xia, Meng Jiumei, and Qin Miaomiao.
Which of them can succeed in being promoted to Supreme?
During this month, Su Hun also began to delegate power, letting Jiang Wentian and Hong Youwu handle Hun Qi's affairs on their own, while he ignored them.
Because of this incident, Su Hun often received a blank stare.
Since the establishment of Hunqi, Su Hun has hardly dealt with Hunqi's affairs. He has always been a hands-off shopkeeper, so whether he delegates power or not, there is actually no change.
According to what Hong Youwu and Luo Xi said, it was Su Hun who put gold on his face.
Over the past month, Su Hun has been thinking of ways to deal with Yuhua's affairs.
But since the last time he appeared, there hasn't been any movement from Jiehua, which makes Su Hun very helpless.
Yaohua never showed up, and the matter was never resolved.
But now that he has become the Supreme, it is not that easy for Yuhua to harm him again.
Late that night, Su Hun took the initiative to contact Jihua again and came to the cemetery in Xishan.
Some senior figures from Tailan College usually choose to sit here.
Except for the dedicated personnel who clean the place during the day, almost no one comes here at night.
The moon is particularly shy today and hides behind the clouds, so the entire cemetery is dark and quiet. The occasional wind blows through, making it also eerie.
During this period, he focused on checking some books about monsters and monsters. After searching in the library for more than ten days, he finally found some books about monsters in an abandoned corner.
As mentioned above, this type of creature generally likes to manifest in this kind of place.
This is the ninth time Su Hun has come here in the past month. The first eight times he got nothing.
Su Hun was sitting on a small slope in the cemetery, holding a piece of grass in his mouth.
"Little Yu, why don't you come out? I miss you so much!"
"Xiao Huahua, stop hiding, come here and warm your husband's bed."
"If you don't come over here, my husband will spank you."
Su Hun whispered, his words were very naughty.
Generally speaking, when it comes to ghosts, ghosts and other supernatural events, people keep it secret and never talk about it.
Some taboo things require taboos and absolute reverence.
If you are disrespectful in your words, you are likely to attract these things.
For example, when dealing with men, you have to shout insults, preferably to the point where all your ancestors are smoking.
When dealing with women, you have to tease and insult them in your words, with some naughty words as appropriate.
Su Hun didn't dare to do this at first, and the occasional teasing words would frighten him so much that he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night.
But now I'm used to it. He even said that he wanted to hold you to sleep, but Yuhua still didn't show up.
"My little Yuhua, your husband misses you so much. Come and serve your husband well and warm my bed."
Su Hun said boredly, talking freely. After so many days, he almost told the story about the erotic picture, but he still didn't show up in anger.
"Husband, I miss you too."
Suddenly, a soft voice sounded in my ears.
"I also want to..." Su Hun subconsciously wanted to answer, but the next moment, his whole body suddenly stiffened because a figure approached.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw...a red wedding dress.
Su Hun's hair immediately exploded, and the spiritual power in his body surged. He jumped up suddenly and was ejected.
"彽婷..." Su Hun turned around and looked at Yuhua in horror.
Yaohua was still sitting on the small slope, holding her cheeks in her hands, wearing a red wedding dress and a silk-like red hijab on her head.
Su Hun swallowed his saliva. He could feel that Xiehua's gaze fell on him through the red hijab, because he could feel the almost substantial coldness.
Yaohua appeared.
In such a long time, this was the first time that he had truly faced Yuhua directly.
Su Hun felt a little difficult to breathe. Even if he became the Supreme, he was still very scared when facing Yuhua.
This fear came from his blood and bones, making him tremble all over.
The stagnant spiritual power in the body surged again.
In the dantian, the three incarnations of spiritual power all stood up, shrouded in sword energy, ready to attack at any time.
Su Hun adjusted his defense and attack power to their peak and stared at Yuhua.
Fortunately, he was not just a rookie, he had extraordinary strength and character, so he quickly forced himself to calm down.
"Husband, what are you doing? Don't you want Yuhua to wait for you to rest?"
Yaohua's voice is very light, soft, and soft.
If he didn't know the details about Ji Hua, just this voice could make a man surrender.
Seeing that Su Hun didn't move, Yuhua said again: "Husband, Yuhua is already yours. You still need to lift Yuhua's red hijab so that we can be together for life."
"Husband, what are you doing? Don't you like Yuhua?"
"Husband, come here and lift off the red hijab!"
Jiehua's soft voice seemed to have some kind of magic power. For almost a moment, Su Hun lost his mind and had the urge to lift Jiehua's red hijab.
He took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and said: "Xiaohua, why are you pestering me? It was Zhou Kong and others who disturbed your purity in the first place. Now you have killed them all. Why are you still pestering me? I
Don’t think I’m being disrespectful to you!”
"If your husband doesn't take off her red hijab, does that mean she doesn't like her?"
"Husband, if there is anything that Yuhua does wrong, Yuhua will definitely change it. I also ask husband not to abandon Yuhua."
"Xihua has no relatives anymore, she only has her husband. Doesn't it mean that her husband also doesn't want her?"
As she said that, Yuhua started to cry softly. The cry was so pitiful to me that it actually gave people a feeling of heartbreak and desolation.
Su Hun would not be confused anymore, he said: "Miss Yuhua, let's talk things over, okay?
If I have offended you in any way, I will definitely apologize and please stop pestering me."
"Husband, do you really not want me?"
Yaohua raised his head.
Su Hun was startled. Through the silk-like red hijab, he could vaguely see the small face covered with tears.
For some reason, his heart trembled, and he actually wanted to go over and hold her in his arms and take good care of her.
But in an instant, he woke up again.
"Miss Yuhua, if you do this again, don't blame me for being rude."
Su Hun's voice gradually became colder. In order to deal with Yuhua, he was fully prepared and was not afraid of a battle.
"Husband, do you really not want Yuhua?"
Yaohua stretched out her white little hands, her helpless look was moving.
Su Hun slowly walked over, stretched out his hand, and took the weak and boneless hand.
But just when his hand was about to touch Yuhua's small hand, that gentle big hand was instantly filled with powerful spiritual power.
The big hand passed over and landed hard on Yuhua's shoulder.