Tuo Yanjun did not continue to listen. What he was most concerned about now was his innocence. He didn't know why Tong Yishu was so crazy that she had to fight against him.
It is easy to dodge the open spear and the hidden arrow. If Tong Yishu is really so persistent and lingers... As she walked, she came to Shui Miaomiao's residence.
I always feel in my heart that she will find a way.
After withdrawing his thoughts, Tuo Yanjun stared at Shui Miaomiao who was walking beside him, and suddenly shouted: "Hey!"
Shui Miaomiao shivered with fright and clung to the railing.
How dare I think that such a yellow-haired girl has a solution to Tong Yishu? Are you going to continue to use her as a shield?
Forget it, Lord Tuo Yan thought.
Although Mr. Tuo Yan has a bad temper and is unstable, he is still upright and aboveboard in his actions. Those who hit him are his, and those who set fire are his. He never likes such false things.
Moreover, he believed that the consequences of dragging Miaomiao into the water seemed even more terrifying.
"Do you still have that thing of yours that makes people stink?" Tuo Yanjun asked after thinking about the topic at random. That thing is quite useful. If he accidentally catches it again one day, it might be able to deal with the emergency.
"Shuoshuo mellow?"
I was stuck here at night just for the sake of sex. Shui Miaomiao rolled her eyes and said, "No."
"I'll tell you after I think about it clearly."
As soon as Tuo Yanjun's hand fell, the sword in his hand slid down against Shui Miaomiao's neck, blocking her way.
Depend on! Shui Miaomiao cursed in her heart. This was the first time she had been threatened by Tuo Yanjun with a sword. She still had a few bottles of Shuochunjiang, but she just didn't want to give it to her!
Hunger is maddening.
After attending a dinner party and not eating anything, Baili Hui made her angry. Shui Miaomiao behaved like a man who was afraid of something.
"I have plenty of that stuff, but I just don't want to give it to you."
Shui Miaomiao raised her fair neck and slapped the scabbard of her sword, "Come on, come on, chop me to death. Hurry and chop me to death! I'll be relieved."
Shui Miaomiao's tightly closed look made Tuo Yanjun look at her for a moment.
"Why don't you retreat! Aren't you going to hack me to death!"
Seeing that Lord Tuo Yan was about to take back his hand, Shui Miaomiao grabbed the scabbard and said, "Move quickly, if you can't kill me, if you hurt me, I will bite you to death!"
"Why are you crazy!"
I have never seen someone who wants to die so much. Does Wen Renxian know that the disciple he has accepted as a closed disciple is a female lunatic!
Tuo Yanjun simply abandoned his sword, stepped back, and shouted in embarrassment: "Isn't it just that I'm asking you to borrow some alcohol? It's like I want to rob you of your wealth and life."
"Do you have the attitude of asking someone to borrow something?" Shui Miaomiao raised Tuo Yanjun's sword and said, flying up and down: "Let's not talk about the bad attitude, and you don't bring anything, you are just showing up with nothing. Got it!"
"Things?" Tuo Yanjun raised his head to avoid the scabbard that almost hit his face, "Well, let's do this. I can't find anything you can use for a while, so I'll help you avoid trouble in Baibitaolin. Get rid of that person!"
"Are you talking about Baili Hui?"
"It's from the Baili family." Tuo Yanjun touched his chin and thought, "That's okay. I haven't heard of any direct descendants of the Baili family entering the world of gods and demons recently. I think they can be eliminated if they are collateral descendants. It won't be a bother."
The word 'get rid of' was said by Tuo Yanjun in a calm manner. Shui Miaomiao listened with a blank look on her face. What had she done? Now was she ready to pay for the murder?
What the hell! Shui Miaomiao shook her head, took out two bottles of Shuoyan syrup from Shui Yingyin, threw them at Tuo Yanjun, and then walked past him.
"Go away! You lunatic."
"Isn't two bottles a little too little? I promised to help you get rid of Baili Hui."
"Hiss~" Shui Miaomiao gasped, hammered her forehead, stepped back, and slapped Tuo Yanjun's eager hand away with a scabbard.
"Don't open it here! Who else asked you to get rid of Baili Hui! I'll buy these two bottles for peace of mind, stay away from me!"
"That's exactly what I meant."
Tuo Yanjun put the Shuochun pulp away and walked away without wanting to keep it for a second longer.
With a long sigh, Shui Miaomiao slowly walked towards the room, opened the door, and looked crazy again when looking at the long sword in his hand.
I can even forget my own sword, but I still have the nerve to call myself the Spiritual Lord!
Shui Miaomiao stuck Tuo Yanjun's sword on the ground outside the house.
In this way, when Lord Tuo Yan suddenly remembers, he can take the sword away without having to make both parties uncomfortable face to face. As for being taken away by others, it is none of his business.
Clapping his hands, Shui Miaomiao entered the room.
Since she couldn't eat any meat, she didn't want to eat anymore in Shui Yingyin. She might as well wash up and go to bed. She would have to go to the square to attend classes before Tatsuki tomorrow.
Shui Miaomiao, who had never chosen a bed, actually had insomnia. She lay upright on the bed, staring at the top of the bed with her eyes blankly.
She is afraid of imaginary things like ghosts. Although she knows that they are imaginary, she is just afraid that there is nothing she can do about it, so she still leaves a light on when she sleeps, which is harmless.
But who can tell her! Why is this dormitory group so quiet! Is this room soundproof?
No, earlier in the day, she could still hear the sound of people coming back from the banquet. She slowly fell asleep amidst this sound, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she heard nothing.
When we were in Renjing Xiaozhu, there were still some insects buzzing outside.
It's not that Shui Miaomiao is timid, this kind of silence is really scary. There is nothing around the silence except the sound of her own heart beating.
Judging from the reflection of the branches on the window, it should be windy outside, but why is there no sound?
Don't scare yourself. Shui Miaomiao took deep breaths to comfort herself. She hypnotized herself for a long time but didn't dare to close her eyes.
"Huh?"
In the quiet night, a vague sound of doubt reached Shui Miaomiao's ears.
Shui Miaomiao instantly sat up from the bed, leaned against the wall, huddled into a ball, and held tightly the long sword transformed by Shui Ying with both hands.
Is it an auditory hallucination or something...
When she opened her eyes, it was already bright outside. Shui Miaomiao huddled in the corner and slept uneasily all night, listening attentively. It was very lively outside.
There are all the sounds of wind, water, wake-up calls, etc.
For a moment, Shui Miaomiao patted her stiff neck and felt a little confused. Was that a dream last night?
After getting dressed, Shui Miaomiao opened her doors and looked out from the center of the lake. People were coming and going, all rushing to the square to listen to the lectures.
Are you really scaring yourself?
Not knowing what time it was, Shui Miaomiao closed the door and ran to the bridge. The sword stuck in the soil on the ground outside the house was particularly dazzling.
Mr. Tuo Yan couldn’t have forgotten that his own sword was left here all night, right?
This memory is also very bad.
Without thinking too much, Shui Miaomiao took out the sword, took it and ran out. He would probably be able to see Lord Tuo Yan while listening to the lesson, so he could return it to him then.
Shui Miaomiao looked up at the sun in the sky. It must be getting late and she didn't have time to eat breakfast.
Outside Dongyuan, the veiled Leng Ningchi appeared. Shui Miaomiao in the crowd locked her eyes at a glance and pounced on her.
"What smells so good on you!" Shui Miaomiao asked excitedly after rubbing Leng Ningchi's body.
She should only smell of Li Xuexiang. Naturally, Shui Miaomiao couldn't ask this. Leng Ningchi raised his hands behind his back and said, "Are you talking about these two meat buns?"
"Yeah." Shui Miaomiao couldn't wait to take the meat bun, "I really like you so much."
"I'm a little ashamed to say it." Leng Ningchi took the hand of Shui Miaomiao, who was eating with gusto, and walked towards the square, "It was the Ninth Young Master who reminded me."
"He!" Shui Miaomiao swallowed a bun in three mouthfuls and said, "Stop talking about the young master in one mouthful. I didn't realize for a moment that you were talking about him, so just call him Jiuchengqiu. Anyway, he should be called whatever you want." Everyone has opinions.”
"I think he cares about you."
"Of course." Shui Miaomiao thought to himself, he didn't dare to disobey Immortal Xianyan's orders.
