Logically speaking, they both belong to the Peach Blossom Land. Compared with the loneliness beside the Blood River, the place above is bustling with lights and colorful decorations.
Six or seven days have passed since Shui Miaomiao disappeared. Tonight is the last night in Peach Blossom Spring. The Immortal Alliance held a banquet as usual.
It’s just that not many people were really happy at the banquet.
Because Shui Miaomiao left the Peach Blossom Land privately, she has been excluded from the chips and points settlement today.
When hearing Li Xiaoying announce this, Hua Yixian almost rushed forward to fight him desperately.
"Why did he exclude Miaomiao so arbitrarily!"
Lan Jixuan shook his head and was speechless. He could only hold Hua Yixian tightly.
There is something abnormal in Peach Blossom Spring, but I don’t know why?
They couldn't find out. Even if Tuo Yanjun almost destroyed the Peach Blossom Spring, nothing was found.
He also gave himself an angry and mischievous temperament.
During this period, Lan Jixuan used Lan Bai to visit Qiang Liang'ao, the former owner of Peach Blossom Land, but he seemed to be stupid.
"Maybe Miaomiao will show up by herself after leaving Peach Blossom Spring tomorrow." Leng Ningchi said from the side in a positive direction.
But everyone knows that this possibility is slim.
Lord Tuo Yan is not at the banquet. He is just racking his brains to knock down the peach tree in the center of the square, but Li Xiaoying keeps a close eye on it.
Fu Lingjun did show up at the banquet, but only for a short while.
Fu Lingjun, who was smiling elegantly after leaving the crowd, immediately turned down his face. He had originally thought very well. As soon as Peach Blossom Land was over, he would immediately leave with his silly brother, either to avoid Tong Bi or to get rid of Sanshui. .
But now that Sanshui's whereabouts were unknown, or his life and death were unknown, he couldn't let go and was filled with worry.
Although Master Jun said it was good that Sanshui was gone, he was worried in his heart.
She danced her sword wildly in the Hongyu Pavilion, making a clanging sound, and was not afraid of attracting people.
"Brother, I always have a bad feeling." Seeing Fu Lingjun return, Master Jun retracted his sword move.
"Me too······"
It seems that the spirit will not be contacted for some time.
"Turn around."
Shui Miaomiao told Mu Cang that she wanted to change her clothes. Even after drying her clothes, she was still sticky and uncomfortable.
"Brother, do you want to change? It's a pity that I don't have men's clothes, how about I make do with it?" Shui Miaomiao suggested while changing clothes.
Listening to the rustling sounds behind him, Mu Cang remained silent.
The palace grid on the ground moved his fingers and snorted. Mu Cang kicked him up without even thinking about it.
"I seemed to hear Gong Ge's voice."
"No, you heard wrong."
Mu Cang denied, and immediately squatted down, sniffing Gong Ge's breath. He didn't intend to continue to knock him out, but his feet were faster than his brain, and he didn't know whether he was damaged by the kick.
"Do you think we should go with the current or against the current?"
"Listen to you."
Mu Cang supported Gong Ge on his back.
"Yeah." Shui Miaomiao touched her chin. She was actually more inclined to go against the current. She was not someone who liked to inquire deeply. She was talking about what the three weak and disabled people could do.
It’s better to find a way to leave this ghost place first and report to the Immortal Alliance. I don’t know how many days have passed now.
"Then go against the current."
Shui Miaomiao said firmly that although the spirit was abnormal and her words were half-truths, there should be no ill intentions. Since she had repeatedly said that going down the river would be dangerous, she would not go there.
"I feel like we're going in circles."
Shui Miaomiao looked at the abandoned clothes on the roadside and said.
Mu Cang put down the palace grid on his back and looked around, his eyes falling on the flowing river of blood, "It doesn't seem to be possible inside."
"So we just have to go with the flow?"
"Don't go down!"
The woman's sharp voice suddenly appeared in her ears, which made Shui Miaomiao tremble and cursed: "Damn it!"
"Can't you give me a hint?" Giving Mu Cang a smile, Shui Miaomiao turned around and thought to herself.
"You are too timid."
"I"
"Okay." Ling interrupted Shui Miaomiao, "I won't argue with you about this anymore. You are spinning around in circles because there is a formation. I heard that humans are smart and can't break it?"
"No." Shui Miaomiao said confidently.
"Really? Then you can just keep spinning."
After saying that, Ling unilaterally cut off the connection, leaving Shui Miaomiao jumping around in place.
"Depend on!"
Shui Miaomiao took a deep breath, turned to look at Mu Cang, and smiled gently, "Brother, have you ever learned formations?"
Mu Cang shook his head. Over the years, An Jue Lao had devoted himself to building his foundation and had not had time to teach him these things.
"Then we'd better go with the flow."
Shui Miaomiao thought a little discouraged, but what if she was really in danger?
It's better to change your mind first.
Mu Cang watched in astonishment as Shui Miaomiao took out stacks of books from Shui Yingyin's pocket, "Come on, little brother, we must be people who love to learn."
"I studied?"
Mu Cang looked confused as he looked at the "Basic Formation" that Shui Miaomiao forced on him.
"You are blessed with immortality, so you should learn faster than me."
"hehe."
Shui Miaomiao smiled perfunctorily, "What does this have to do with the prosperity of immortality? It's not about cultivation. When I was learning how to make talismans, all the serious brain cells died."
"Learn quickly, learn quickly." Shui Miaomiao pressed Mu Cang's arm, "Little brother, you are the smartest. I believe you can definitely lead us out. Come on!"
"Um."
Mu Cang was lost in Shui Miaomiao's encouragement, sat on the floor and opened the book.
Shui Miaomiao held her face at the side and stared at Mu Cang.
No wonder everyone loves to force themselves to practice. Oh my god, I never thought that one day I would be able to force others to learn. It feels so good.
Look carefully, the little brother is a bit handsome. Is it true that serious men are the most charming?
It felt like I had only dozed off for less than a quarter of an hour.
Shui Miaomiao looked at the flipped books on the floor and opened her mouth wide, "You have read all of them!"
"Uh-huh."
Mu Cang, who was immersed in the book, raised his head.
"You will know it after seeing it?"
"That's not the case." Mu Cang rubbed the back of his head shyly, "It's just some theoretical knowledge. I just remembered it. I don't know how to practice it."
"Genius!"
Shui Miaomiao hugged him excitedly, causing Mu Cang to freeze in place.
An Jue Lao often praised him as a genius, saying that God was jealous of him and deprived him of his immortality. Mu Cang had always just listened and never cared.
But Shui Miaomiao's genius sentence made Mu Cang's blood pressure soar and his heart beat thumpingly.
"You should be the one with a prosperous destiny. It seems we have a good chance when we go out, hahahaha."
"No, it's not that exaggerated."
Mu Cang took off Shui Miaomiao's hand from around his neck and said seriously: "I've read a lot, but there's one problem. I'm only in the foundation building stage, and my spiritual power can't keep up at all."
"Uh... no, can't we find a way to solve it?"
"There is a way." Mu Cang stared at Shui Miaomiao, "Do you want to learn a new technique?"
The corner of his mouth twitched, and Shui Miaomiao smiled speechlessly, so it was still his turn.
"What to study?"
"Synesthesia Cheng, you can lend me your spiritual power temporarily."
