Wind Chime expected that the Lord would be furious and was already prepared to bear the wrath.
Unexpectedly, the Lord suddenly laughed out loud, "Who knows things like this? Those eyes are a good thing. The container has been replaced hundreds of times, always starting from the eyes. The container is replaced every ten years, and those eyes are so good." It has not been changed from beginning to end.”
"My subordinate will go and recover it now."
"No, no matter how precious it is, it's just a container. I gave him a perfect body, and I'll wait until I find the Mermaid Tears."
"Elder, the sect master invites you."
The voice coming from outside interrupted the conversation.
"Ask them to bring the water in. Something happened in Peach Blossom Spring, and many disciples of the sect were killed or injured. I should also show my face to share the worries of the sect leader."
"By the way, tell the people over there to watch out! If you hurt him or scare a hair out of him, I will send you to meet God!"
Feng Chie hurriedly said yes, but with a word from the person in the tent, he was knocked to the ground, his head hit the corner of the stool, and blood flowed out.
Feng Chime covered her head, exited the room without saying a word, and ordered people to bring the water in.
She often didn't understand that the Lord would do anything to resurrect a heart, but he seemed to be more worried about whether that person would eat, sleep, and be injured. She didn't know what that meant...
After hearing about the incident in Peach Blossom Spring, all the sects convened an emergency meeting.
Of course the Ancient Immortal Sect is no exception.
However, the meeting on how to deal with Peach Blossom Spring was chaired by the deputy sect leader Baili Sui.
Xianyan Xianzun is practicing calligraphy. Why is he practicing calligraphy? Because he is afraid that he can't help it and rushes to Huacheng to beat Shui Miaomiao.
"Why can't she just settle down a little bit? She clearly promised me time and again before setting off."
After writing to pieces on a piece of paper again, Xianyan Xianzun dropped his pen and sat down on the armchair imagelessly.
"Xianzun, please calm down. Miaomiao didn't initiate this matter. The conspiracy is there and there is no way to avoid it. Now people are spreading rumors that it was Fairy Sanshui who saved everyone." Yiyi offered tea.
Immortal Master Xianyan took the tea and rolled his eyes, "That's a monster."
Yi Yi is confused, so what about the demon?
"That's right." Immortal Master Xianyan straightened up and waved his hand to create a picture, "You don't know, monster~, I remember that thousands of years ago, the ancestors seemed to call them spirits."
"Ling?" Yi Yi chanted repeatedly, but he had no impression of this name.
Immortal Master Xianyan controlled the scene that looked like a shadow play in front of him. One day, a group of humans broke into the world of gods and demons. There were too many things in the world of gods and demons that could easily trample to death the ants called humans.
Human beings were hiding everywhere, trembling in fear, and met spirits. The spirits were pitiful and weak, so they imparted knowledge to humans and taught them how to survive in this world of gods and demons.
Gradually, humans became stronger, and aliens like spirits were renamed demons.
Is this history that has been covered up?
Yi Yi lowered his head, wondering whether he should read it or not. The teachings he had received since he was a child and the history in the books were all about his ancestors who had opened up the path to immortality on their own and created various techniques.
The slow voice of Immortal Master Xianyan came, "Most demons are not good at fighting, so for humans, the natural enemies are still demons that are very similar to humans."
"But you have to know one thing. One tangible demon is worth more than a hundred demons. I remember Master once said that fortunately the demon disappeared automatically, otherwise we humans would have destroyed so many races, and sooner or later it would be our turn."
Yiyi suddenly understood why Xianyan Xianzun frowned more and more when he heard that "Fairy Sanshui heroically killed a demon alone and saved everyone."
"How did Miaomiao do it?"
"Who knows! But I know one thing. The little junior sister returned to me by the Immortal Alliance is definitely not everything!"
Immortal Master Xianyan slapped the table with an angry look on his face, "Even Wen Renxian cannot win unharmed at the hands of a demon. Let me ask you, when my uncle comes out of seclusion, he will face a person who may have damaged meridians and damaged consciousness. How should I explain to my little junior sister whose soul has been severely damaged again?"
After being silent for a while, he was also worried now, eager to know whether Shui Miaomiao was healthy.
"Does the Immortal Alliance have a group of people who are doing nothing for themselves? It's unbelievable to ask a girl who has been in the world of gods and demons for less than ten years to protect them from injuries!"
"Immortal Lord, do you want to call Si Yu back?"
"To put it bluntly, I have asked Siyu and Sanzhuo to go to Huacheng. Just ask Erye to work hard and keep an eye on Chu Hongyun's matter."
"Neither of them is a worry-free thing." Xianyan Immortal Lord overturned the desk and left with a wave of his sleeves.
Yi Yi stayed behind to clean up the mess.
The same thing happened to Miss Chu Hongyun. She suddenly went crazy. Five days after giving birth, she ran away with the blind mother and mute woman on her back and the baby in her arms.
Xianyan Xianzun was so angry. After all, half of the child's blood was Jian Yuze's, and he was also worried.
A woman who had given birth for less than five days and a baby who was less than five days old were running around like this without fear of anything happening.
Xianyan Xianzun was even more puzzled as to why Chu Hongyun was running away. Does he seem to be someone who breaks his promise?
He said that he would not interfere with the child's ownership, but he always wanted to ensure his safety, at least until the immortal relationship was stable.
But Chu Hongyun ran away with her child, which made Xianyan Xianzun very worried. The mortal world is so big, why has it been almost two months and there is still no news.
Just like the murderer who killed the whole Jian family in Yancheng, he has no clues and makes people angry just thinking about it.
So it’s no wonder that Xianyan Xianzun is so angry. Miss Chu Hongyun’s matter here has not been resolved yet, and something happened to Miaomiao over there...
Mu Cang was held in Tuo Yanjun's arms. He was so scared that he didn't dare to move. He didn't know what was going on with him.
What does it mean to be held in a man's arms?
An Jue Lao said that demon cultivators generally would not provoke the Tuo family, but he did not provoke him either! Sure enough, An Jue Lao was right, everyone in the Tuo family was sick.
"Watch it." Tuo Yanjun's displeased voice made Mu Cang jump into action and put back his thoughts.
"I told you to keep an eye on me." Tuo Yanjun lowered his head and glanced at Shui Miaomiao, "Don't let her touch me. Hold her hand back."
"Oh." Mu Cang skillfully hugged Shui Miaomiao tightly, collected her dress, and hugged Shui Miaomiao to ensure that nothing on her body would touch Tuo Yanjun.
Looking at Mu Cang's skillful movements, Tuo Yanjun glanced at his mouth. It could be seen in the past that Shui Miaomiao was very close to this boy, and he didn't know where he was.
Not to mention his cultivation level, he also looked dull.
Shui Miaomiao also has really bad taste.
Mu Cang lowered his head and looked at Shui Miaomiao distressedly, wiping the dried blood on her cheeks.
Even more unhappy, Tuo Yanjun took a deep breath and looked at a wooden house below, slowly landing, then suddenly threw Mu Cang down, and then quickly twisted the Zangjun sword into Shui Miaomiao's belt.
Carrying the Zangjun sword, Shui Miaomiao was carried.
Mu Cang rolled around on the ground and stood up dizzy.
"Go and see if there is anyone in that room." Tuo Yanjun commanded Mu Cang confidently.
Mu Cang looked back at the hut. There was still smoke coming from the cooking stove. How could there be no one there?
"Don't throw Miaomiao!"
"Hmph." Tuo Yanjun landed and raised his chin, "How is it possible? We do this often and are very skilled at it."
Mu Cang looked at Lord Tuo Yan in confusion. His tone sounded provocative, but what was he provoking?
"Stop looking!" Tuo Yanjun kicked Mu Cang, "Go ahead and drive him away!"
