"Is there any place in this world that I can't enter?"
Tuo Yanjun dusted off the dumplings hanging from his collar, his face expressionless.
The dumplings rolled down to Shui Miaomiao's feet. Shui Miaomiao smiled and handed out the handkerchief, "Wipe it?"
Taking the handkerchief, Tuo Yanjun wiped the dumpling soup from his face.
Shui Miaomiao lowered her head and stared at the dumplings on the ground. It was such a pity. Fortunately, there were not many left on this plate, only three or four.
'Bang! There was a loud noise, and Shui Miaomiao was startled. She turned her head and looked at the dagger thrown on the table by Lord Tuo Yan, her eyes widening.
"Shuangxiao, give it back to you."
"No, no, no." Shui Miaomiao waved her hands repeatedly. She saw that Lord Tuo Yan was using it very easily at the time, so he probably gave it away without thinking.
"What I sent out has never been returned, and you don't want it?"
"Yes, yes, yes."
Unexpectedly, Tuo Yanjun had something wrong with him again. Shui Miaomiao didn't even have the energy to argue now, so she had no choice but to follow Shuangxiao on the table.
His hands were cold and the chill was overwhelming. Shui Miaomiao felt like the world was spinning. He let go of Shuangxiao and fell back on the stool with unsteady steps.
Tuo Yanjun caught Shuangxiao and was stunned for a moment. He had forgotten that he used Shuangxiao when he dealt with the remaining demonic energy in Peach Blossom Spring.
Putting Shuangxiao on the table, Tuo Yanjun pulled a stool and sat across from Shui Miaomiao.
Shui Miaomiao held her head up and paused for a long while, wondering whether Mr. Tuo Yan did it on purpose. Shui Miaomiao couldn't help but think about this, was it because he couldn't help himself?
But when he raised his head, Shui Miaomiao was still smiling.
"What's the point of your coming here?"
"I'm not used to you being so respectful. My teeth are about to break." Tuo Yanjun said in a funny way. Taking advantage of his long arms, he took a plate of dumplings that had not been touched and heated them with spiritual power. Put it in front of Shui Miaomiao.
Neither of them spoke, and they just looked at each other. A small amount of heat rose from the plate, blocking their sight.
Regardless, Shui Miaomiao swallowed and picked up the chopsticks. Tuo Yanjun didn't say anything and didn't know what he meant, but he was really hungry. The dumplings heated with spiritual power wouldn't be poisonous, right?
Taking one bite at a time, with food in her stomach, Shui Miaomiao relaxed a little. Seeing Tuo Yanjun staring at her, she casually said, "Do you want to eat something together?"
It seemed that they were all leftovers. Shui Miaomiao glanced at the table and changed her words: "There are still a few uncooked things in the kitchen. Can I leave them for you?"
I just found an opportunity to leave. Si Chu and San Zhuo couldn't send them back after they gave them away!
Pressing the hilt of the sword on Shui Miaomiao's wrist, Tuo Yanjun shook his head, "Have you eaten? Then we should talk about business."
"Business? You have business with me!"
The dumplings lost their flavor for a while, and I had never seen Mr. Tuo Yan look so serious before.
Shui Miaomiao opened her mouth and stared at the dumplings on her chopsticks. She was either eating or not eating.
Taking a deep breath, Shui Miaomiao finally chose to swallow the dumplings in one bite, and she would die as a satiated ghost.
"Shuangxiao, you can put it away now." Tuo Yanjun knocked on the table, "It's been a while, and the demonic energy on it should be gone."
"Oh." Not knowing what Tuo Yanjun was going to do, Shui Miaomiao could only obediently pick up Shuangxiao and throw it into Shui Yingyin.
Shui Yingyin was brought to him by Hua Yixian a few days ago. He thought he had lost it in Peach Blossom Spring and couldn't find it. He didn't expect that he picked it up, so he was lucky.
"Hands out."
"Huh? Which one do you want?"
Shui Miaomiao spread out her hands. Under the candlelight, her hands looked like soft jade, as smooth as gelatin.
"Is the injury healed?" Tuo Yanjun stopped taking out his pocket.
Shui Miaomiao took back her hand and looked it over, "Oh, you're talking about the corrosion injury on your hand. It couldn't be healed at first, but it got better after four days! Not only was it healed, but the hand also became very tender. Do you want to touch it?"
"You let me touch you?"
Shui Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, then she pulled back her hand and hid it in her sleeve. After eating so much, her head was dull. Why did she poke Lord Tuo Yan in the heart?
"I'd better cook some dumplings for you."
"Stop, come back, sit down."
Every time Tuo Yanjun said a word, Shui Miaomiao followed it. You can't blame her for being timid. In the past, she could use her spiritual power to fight, but now she is really powerless.
"Brother, can you just tell me what you have to say? You can scare me to death several times this late at night." Shui Miaomiao lay on the table with a frown on her face.
"In Peach Blossom Spring, why are you missing?"
Poking at the dumplings on the plate, Shui Miaomiao bit her lip, "Is she missing? I don't know. I appeared in an inexplicable place as soon as I woke up. I had nothing to eat, nothing to drink, and I didn't dare to sleep. I had been suffering for a few days. It collapsed, and then you showed up and were rescued. The Immortal Alliance does things really fast!"
"Don't be so weird."
Tuo Yanjun came forward and took away the dumplings that Shui Miaomiao had been kneading. "I'm not here on behalf of the Immortal Alliance. The Immortal Alliance has already made a conclusion about the Peach Blossom Spring. What I'm curious about is the devil."
"What kind of demon is this?" Shui Miaomiao said impatiently, "Didn't you say it was done by a demon? Qiang Liang'ao controlled a demon."
"The demon has demonic energy on her body. I went to check it out. According to the final method of the flower demon's death, she should have committed suicide. Why?"
"Huh." Shui Miaomiao picked up her chopsticks as she couldn't play with dumplings anymore, "She just wanted to let it go. I have to stop someone from committing suicide."
"If you don't kill yourself sooner or later, you will kill yourself when the demonic energy is gone. How did you do it?"
Shui Miaomiao raised her head and looked at Tuo Yanjun in annoyance. She really didn't want to talk about spiritual death, not to mention that it might also involve the ninth level of revenge.
"First of all, I don't know that there is demonic energy in Ling. Most people can't sense the demonic energy like you, Lingjun. Secondly, just because there are few items to eliminate demons doesn't mean there are none. Before I left, Xianyan Xianzun gave it to me. Can’t you just defend yourself!”
"What? Anything that can restrain demons should be registered in the Immortal Alliance." Tuo Yanjun pressed, "Items that can restrain demons can usually attract people to demons. These are all controlled items."
"I don't know. Xianyan Xianzun didn't mention his name before I gave it to him. Anyway, it's a one-time use and will break after use. You go ask Xianyan Xianzun! And"
"Miaomiao is from the Ancient Immortal Sect. I wonder who Lord Yiyao represents in this interrogation!"
Sibu came in from outside with a bad look on his face.
"Don't be nervous. I'm asking unilaterally on my behalf. It's not an interrogation, just a chat."
"Then Miaomiao has the right to refuse to answer, and it seems that she doesn't really want to chat with you, Lingjun."
"Really, but she didn't refuse." Tuo Yanjun glanced at Shui Miaomiao, and Shui Miaomiao laughed feebly. Did she dare to refuse?
"It's too late, Sanmao, see you off"
"No need." Tuo Yanjun interrupted Si Wei, stood up, and placed a porcelain vase on the table.
"What's this?"
Shui Miaomiao stopped Tuo Yanjun and asked hurriedly, "Don't be another troublemaker."
Lord Tuo Yan lowered his head and looked at Shui Miaomiao's hand. He originally brought it to treat the wound corroded by the demonic energy, but now...
"Hand cream, your hands look really rough."
