Shui Miaomiao wanted to find a place to change out of the wet clothes first, but Mu Cang said that they could dry them directly with spiritual power.
Can it still be like this?
Shui Miaomiao watched curiously as Mu Cang steamed his clothes dry.
"This is practical, let me try it."
After holding it in for a long time, Shui Miaomiao didn't know what to do and looked at Mu Cang aggrievedly. Mu Cang smiled and put his hand on Shui Miaomiao's shoulder to help her dry her clothes.
"How did you do it?" Shui Miaomiao turned over Mu Cang's palm in an inquiring mood.
"Very simple."
Mu Cang explained the principle softly, Shui Miaomiao nodded and said: "Give me a day to practice, I can definitely do it."
The two of them came out of the woods just before sunset, quarreling and noisily. People were still coming and going on the street. Mu Cang was a little uncomfortable with being exposed in public, so he took him back to Muli.
Shui Miaomiao didn't persuade her this time. The little brother who took down the curtain always made her inexplicably nervous. It should be gone when he calms down in the future.
But now, Shui Miaomiao hoped that her little brother would take Mu Li with her. She pulled her little brother's sleeves and walked all the way to the flower house.
At the gate of Huazhai, Lan Jixuan and the other two people were sitting at the threshold without any appearance. They were still weak and could not help Shui Miaomiao. They could only inform the adults and then wait at the door of the house, hoping that Shui Miaomiao was fine.
Leng Ningchi was the first to spot Shui Miaomiao. His steps forward stopped when he saw the man with a curtain beside Shui Miaomiao.
Him again? Yesterday it was him, and today it is him again. Isn't there some other agenda?
Hua Yixian has always been careless. It can be said that he only saw Shui Miaomiao alone. He stood up from the ground and rushed towards Shui Miaomiao before Lan Jixuan could understand the situation.
"Miaomiao!"
Hua Yixian, please face your body shape, please! You can't hang on to me now.
Shui Miaomiao looked at Hua Yixian in horror, like a large dog rushing toward him. As expected, the two of them fell backward together.
"I'm worried to death, Miaomiao, are you okay?"
"I," Shui Miaomiao pushed Hua Yixian after swallowing the hundreds of curse words in his mind, "I was fine at first, but now I'm afraid something is going to happen. Please get out of here!"
"I don't want it." Hua Yixian slowly tightened his arms and tears began to accumulate in his eyes, "You are obviously on the Hua family's territory, but I didn't even protect you..."
Hua Yixian was crying with true feelings. Shui Miaomiao felt her head was buzzing. Seeing that pushing and pushing had no effect, her heart suddenly pinched Hua Yixian's chest.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Hua Yixian's cry immediately changed its tone, and a scream made everyone present jump into shock.
Hua Yixian violently let go of Shui Miaomiao, sat up on the ground, folded her arms, covering her chest, stared at Shui Miaomiao with sad eyes, and repeated incoherently, "You, you, how could you."
Shui Miaomiao avoided Hua Yixian's gaze.
Just looking at her face, Hua Yixian's shy appearance was quite lethal. She slowly sat up from the ground holding her waist.
well? It doesn't seem to hurt from the fall. Could it be that I lost consciousness after the fall?
Touching his waist, Shui Miaomiao was wondering when he heard the sound of breathing in his ears. He subconsciously looked back and saw Mu Cang's face was very close to Chi Chi.
It turns out that the reason why I didn’t feel any pain from the fall was because Mu Cang made a human cushion.
The curtain had fallen off during the fall. Mu Cang, who sat up from the ground, raised his head and saw Shui Miaomiao's face very close to each other, as if he was about to kiss her in the next second.
In order to distance himself, Mu Cang leaned back violently and fell back to the ground.
"Are you injured?" Shui Miaomiao was nervous and hurriedly moved away from Mu Cang's legs. He wanted to turn around, but accidentally slipped his waist.
"It hurts~~" She moaned from between her teeth. Fortunately, Shui Miaomiao was supported by Leng Ningchi, who prevented her from leaning on Mu Cang's body.
Lan Jixuan stepped forward and slapped Hua Yixian on the back with his fan unceremoniously, "Miaomiao is still injured, how can you be so reckless!"
Sucking his nose, Hua Yixian raised his head aggrievedly. He was really worried about Miaomiao, and Miaomiao was so harsh! His chest hurt so much, it was burning.
Lan Jixuan was stunned when he saw Hua Yixian's pear blossoms covered with rain. He immediately put the hand holding the fan behind his back. Isn't this the one who made me cry? Did I strike so hard!
"Miaomiao, your wound is open!" Leng Ningchi exclaimed.
Wound! where?
Shui Miaomiao looked at his left arm in hindsight, and there was blood seeping out of it.
She had forgotten about it. After meeting Tuo Yanjun, her adrenaline was so high that she had long forgotten that her arm was still injured.
"It's okay." Shui Miaomiao comforted Leng Ningchi, and while the adrenaline was still high, she stretched out her hand to help Mu Cang up.
Mu Cang held his head, his face a little distorted as Shui Miaomiao helped him up.
"But I hit my head!" Shui Miaomiao stepped forward, took Mu Cang's hand away, touched it, and rubbed it gently, "Is it dizzy? Is it disgusting? Don't give it a concussion."
"Who is this?"
Lan Jixuan walked around Hua Yixian and asked.
"It's little brother!" Shui Miaomiao replied with joy, leaving everyone confused. What kind of answer is this without any clue? Brother, which brother? Is Miaomiao your family?
"I'm here, Mu An."
Mu Cang grabbed Shui Miaomiao's hand on the back of her head and put it down. "I met her in the woods. She was lost."
"Lan Jixuan, thank you very much for sending Miaomiao back."
Seeing the dry polite words from each of them, Shui Miaomiao wanted to add a few words to liven up the atmosphere, but was held back by Leng Ningchi.
Except for Hua Yixian who was heartless, she and Lan Jixuan were wary of Mu An who suddenly appeared.
"Then I'll take my leave."
Why! Why are you leaving now? Let’s have a meal together!
Before Shui Miaomiao could react, Mu Cang had already picked up the curtain and turned around to leave.
"little brother"
Shui Miaomiao shouted from behind, but was interrupted by Lan Jixuan, "Hurry back and re-bandage the injury."
He didn't say it was okay, but when he did, Shui Miaomiao really felt that the pain was returning as the adrenaline subsided, but her little brother, Shui Miaomiao, who was being dragged away by Leng Ningchi, still looked back reluctantly.
Lan Jixuan lightly bumped Hua Yixian's shoulder. Hua Yixian was quite sensitive about Shui Miaomiao. He jumped up from the ground and entangled Shui Miaomiao. In the end, Shui Miaomiao had no time to worry about the little girl. The departure of my brother.
"She obviously wants to keep you." The elusive An Jue Lao joked, leaning against the wall.
"Didn't my disciple want to find you, Master?"
"Stop doing this. If you stay in the flower house, I will be less worried."
Old An Jue laughed and cursed, burning the curtain in Mu Cang's hand, "I'd like to remind you, kid, I can't enter this Peach Blossom Spring, nor can escorts sent by major sects, except those arranged by the Immortal Alliance. With you freshmen, no one else can get in."
Mu Cang didn't say anything. He was as respectful as ever. An Jue looked so old and angry. He flicked his sleeves, left his words and left.
"I hate you looking like this. We are all cultivators, who is more noble than the other!"
In fact, An Jue Lao is still a competent master. Mu Cang looked at An Jue Lao's back and thought, how can he be calm among a group of well-known and decent people around Miaomiao with this immortal fate plundered through unfair means? Where are you?
