"I don't know what kind of peach blossoms are planted at the door of the house. The fragrance is so pleasant. I lose sleep for several nights every time I go to a new place. I smelled the fragrance last night and slept so soundly!"
"Yeah, me too."
The passers-by's chat attracted Shui Miaomiao.
Is the peach tree at the door of the house fragrant? She didn't smell anything last night! Could it be that I have a cold and my nose is blocked?
"Miaomiao, what are you thinking about?"
"Ah, it's nothing." Shui Miaomiao shook the empty bag in his hand, touched his stomach and said with a smile, "Two of them don't feel like enough."
"I really should have gotten a few more from the dude."
"Why do you want to take it from him?" Why is this meat bun related to Hua Yixian?
"Today the canteen only provides meat buns and vegetarian buns, and those food with spiritual energy are only officially provided at lunch."
"No, no, no." Upon hearing that the food was still alive, Shui Miaomiao quickly waved her hand and refused, "If I still get up late next time, you guys should just bring me the meat buns. Oh, that's not right, this has nothing to do with Hua Yixian. relation?"
"The dude acted quickly and covered all the freshly baked buns."
"Does he have such a big appetite?"
"I heard that he was going to feed those beasts. It would take some time for the next pot of steamed buns to come out, so he was surrounded by other people waiting in the cafeteria. The handsome man said that he could handle it, so I took a few steamed buns first. Coming to find you."
"Then have you eaten?"
"Eat it, a vegetarian bun."
"You'll be full with just one bun." Shui Miaomiao said with some envy.
"Yeah, it's just that" Leng Ningchi shook his head with dissatisfaction in his tone, "The canteen's signature dish is vegetarian buns, but the fillings are too oily. I'm full after just a few bites."
Sure enough, fairies are not devoid of human beings.
Shui Miaomiao silently threw away the ribbon that held the meat buns and tied the veil, "By the way, is Lan Jixuan also in the cafeteria?"
"He's not here. People from the Holy Confucian Sect should have their own morning training." Leng Ningchi said uncertainly: "Fourth Young Master Lan was invited away by his fellow disciples early in the morning."
"Everyone is busy, I'm the only one free." Shui Miaomiao sighed, looking at the sword in her hand, well, she wasn't too busy.
When we came to the square, there were already many futons placed there. It was really uninteresting to have classes in the open air.
Shui Miaomiao originally thought that she could sit with Ningchi, but in the end she wanted to find her own sect.
"Then I'll go there first."
Someone from the same school was waving to Leng Ningchi, and Leng Ningchi couldn't ignore it.
Shui Miaomiao nodded and reluctantly moved to the area painted as the Ancient Immortal Sect.
"Hey, here."
Jiuzhongqiu, who had already sat down on the futon, waved his hand expressionlessly and was about to walk over when Baili Hui appeared out of nowhere and blocked Shui Miaomiao's way.
"Are you annoyed?" Shui Miaomiao was the first to speak: "You can't beat me, and you still block me every day."
"You can only be harsh." Baili Hui choked at Shui Miaomiao's words, but then he laughed again, "The competition stage is open today."
"It drives it. What, you want to challenge me?"
With a contemptuous laugh, Baili Hui leaned into Shui Miaomiao's ear and said, "I understand that people don't tell secrets. I know your physical condition."
Grabbing Baili Hui's wrist, Shui Miaomiao said without showing any emotion or anger: "Since you are a wise man, let's make it clear. What do you know?"
Shui Miaomiao was injured by Wang Ren. She was not surprised because she had heard about it in the Immortal League, but not many people knew about the damage to her soul, not to mention that her name was Sanshui now.
Judging from Baili Hui's appearance, he probably didn't know what the words in her mouth meant.
"You and I both know that."
Baili Hui is very satisfied with Shui Miaomiao's current appearance. What she found out from Baili Zhengxin is that this Sanshui's cultivation is so high only because of drug abuse, and his cultivation is just a show-off...
After sneezing, Baili Zhengxin put down the tea in her hand. She had told Baili Hui enough things openly and secretly, and it should be enough to trick Wen Renxian's apprentice.
It's a pity that she can't go to Peach Blossom Spring in person and see her miserable state.
Baili Zhengxin didn't know that Shui Miaomiao's true condition was that her soul was damaged, but she had been able to find out something was wrong with Shui Miaomiao after going in and out of Shuiyunkuo so many times.
I wonder why Wenrenxian accepted such a frail person as his apprentice. Is it because he has been in seclusion recently and wants to use his apprentice to attract more attention from Xianyan Xianzun?
He's obviously not a few years older than me, but he's just lucky enough to be the master of the Holy Yuan Patriarch. Why does he only see him!
Shengsheng crushed the tea cup in her hand. Baili Zhengxin acted like a normal person and asked someone to bring a towel to wipe the blood in her hand...
What I hate most are people who speak ambiguously. As Shui Miaomiao frowned, Baili Hui felt that the air around her was getting colder and colder.
"Why, you are so angry that you want to hit me." Baili Hui waited with joy. As long as she dared to take action, she would be able to greet people in a legitimate manner.
That provocative tone really made Shui Miaomiao want to beat her up.
"Who do you want to hit?"
At this sound, the two of them looked up in unison. Tuo Yanjun stood aside with an expressionless face, thinking that the cold air was emanating from him.
Baili Hui broke away from Shui Miaomiao's hand in an instant, moved a step to the side, and stood cautiously. Why did he attract Yiyao Lingjun? They haven't started fighting yet!
Compared with Baili Hui's respect, Shui Miaomiao looked particularly arrogant. She rolled her eyes at Tuo Yanjun and said impatiently: "Is something wrong?"
"Where is my Zangjun."
"Why do I hide the emperor and hide the immortal!"
His eyes fell on Shui Miaomiao's hand, and Tuo Yanjun raised his eyebrows, "It's on your hand."
This sword is called Zangjun.
After reacting, Shui Miaomiao looked at the sword in his hand. He and Wen Renxian didn't know who was imitating whom. The swords had similar patterns and similar names.
But according to what they said, it was Lord Tuoyan who imitated their Lord Chengxian.
"What are you thinking about?" Tuo Yanjun snorted coldly, as if he had insight into Shui Miaomiao's thoughts.
"Nothing." Shui Miaomiao smiled and presented the Zangjun Sword with both hands, "Hold your sword."
Why is this person named Sanshui holding Tuo Yanjun's sword? The surroundings, which had been silent since Tuo Yanjun arrived, began to boil slowly because they smelled the atmosphere of gossip.
"Why didn't you come and pick it up yesterday?" He glanced around with his peripheral vision. Shui Miaomiao's head was about to grow. There were enough rumors about Sanshui. He was glad that he hadn't taken off the veil yet.
Taking the Zangjun sword, Tuoyanjun flew away without saying a word.
Do you think he didn’t want to get back the Zangjun Sword yesterday? During this day, in the eyes of a group of female cultivators from the Hehuan Sect, he was just a delicious steamed bun.
He remembered Miaomiao's sword falling into the water last night, and immediately went back to look for it. But strangely, he seemed to be lost... He couldn't find the way to Dongyuan.
Is it because the night is too late and I am not familiar with Peach Blossom Spring?
When it got daylight, he found his way to Dongyuan again, but Shui Miaomiao had already arrived at the square.
I finally got used to the sword leaving my body, so I had no choice but to take a quick walk, looking back at Shui Miaomiao and Baili Hui who seemed to be entangled again on the ground.
Tuo Yanjun chuckled, "You promised me to help you get rid of Baili Hui last night, so there's nothing to do today, right?"
