Shui Miaomiao closed her eyes and recalled everything in the desert. It felt like it only lasted five or six minutes. Shui Miaomiao opened her eyes and glanced aside unintentionally.
Xuan'er dragged her chin, as if silver threads were dripping from her fingers.
"What are you doing?" Shui Miaomiao opened her eyes wide and asked in disbelief.
"I can't control myself." Xuan'er opened her mouth and said with difficulty, her saliva flowing down the river.
"Is this saliva!"
Shui Miaomiao looked at the small pit on the ground that seemed to be dripping, and shouted without controlling her tone.
Xuan'er blushed, lowered her head, and covered her mouth, "It's not that I wanted to drool. It really tastes so good. Even if I close my teeth, my saliva will flow out on its own. I can't control it."
Shui Miaomiao finally understood what it meant to fly down three thousand feet.
Kindly handed over a handkerchief. Shui Miaomiao moved aside.
"It's really not my intention." Xuan'er took the handkerchief aggrievedly and covered her mouth, "I just can't control it~ No wonder the second brother swallowed his saliva when he mentioned the scent of Linghu eggs."
But this is too exaggerated, Shui Miaomiao complained silently, looked at the soaked handkerchief, and handed one over.
"Sister Sanshui is really good at staying calm."
Xuan'er looked at Shui Miaomiao who was like a normal person, and praised without hesitation: "Faced with this fragrance, I can actually remain indifferent."
"Haha." Shui Miaomiao smiled dryly. It wasn't because he had good concentration, but because he couldn't smell it at all.
Speaking of which, even if you smell it, is it really such an exaggeration?
Shui Miaomiao didn't believe it.
"Ah, it's ready." Not daring to look at Shui Miaomiao, Xuan'er also kept staring at the swan eggs covered in flames in the pit. As soon as the fire went out, she immediately shouted and went forward to take a look.
"Be careful, it's hot!"
Shui Miaomiao shouted, but Xuan'er was already burned, pinching her earlobe aggrievedly.
"When it cools down for a while, the duck will still be able to fly even though it's cooked!"
Xuan'er nodded obediently, waited for another minute by the pit, and then eagerly took out the swan egg and rinsed away the ash from the Fangjin tail vine on it.
The cooked Linghu eggs are crystal clear and seem to have no eggshell.
Shui Miaomiao looked at it and was very surprised, and slowly stood up from the ground.
There were pink sleeves thrown out from behind, and the spirit swan eggs held in Xuan'er's hands flew away.
"My balls!" Xuan'er shouted regardless of the pain in her hands.
Shui Miaomiao frowned, what kind of trouble is this going to cause? Can it still make people eat their eggs?
Shui Ying turned into a chain whip. Shui Miaomiao raised her hand and threw out the chain whip, wrapped it around the water sleeve, and pulled down the water sleeve that was about to wrap around the spirit swan egg.
Xuan'er flew forward to catch the egg.
The water sleeves were as slippery as a loach, instantly slipping out of the blockage of the chain whip and turning towards Xuan'er on the ground.
Shui Miaomiao retracted the chain whip, and the flames flew out, blocking Shui Xiu's way.
Then another water sleeve flew out and extinguished the flames with one move, vowing not to stop until he grabbed the spirit swan egg.
This is an open grab!
Shui Miaomiao snorted coldly, she really couldn't be gentle even if she wanted to.
Stepping on the ground and jumping up, the chain whip turned into a long sword, and green flames appeared on the long sword.
Ordinary fire doesn't work, then try this.
The long sword was wrapped around Shui Xiu, and the green flames instantly covered Shui Xiu.
Shui Miaomiao then exerted force, and a water sleeve was split into four or five pieces, wrapped in green flames, flying in the air, and then burned into ashes and scattered with the wind.
"My pink Zeka Aya!"
This voice sounds like he is a bit older!
Shui Miaomiao held a long sword in front of Xuan'er and turned around to look.
An old woman with gray hair and pink clothes walked out of the woods. She had obvious crow's feet, dry lines, and forehead lines on her face.
"I look down upon you as a junior."
"I'm afraid it's not because I'm looking down on you, but because you're in trouble, Silk Dancer. I heard that you failed to run for the eldership of Wuxia Sect a few days ago."
Before Shui Miaomiao could answer, a person appeared not far away from the woman. He was wearing revealing clothes and had a charming voice. However, his figure was a bit too plump and he was trapped in the clothes, which made his eyes look a bit irritating.
"Girl, you are a casual cultivator..."
Seeing that the two of them were arguing among themselves, Shui Miaomiao silently backed away, helped Xuan'er up, and whispered, "How about we leave first?"
"Okay." Xuan'er responded immediately.
The two of them raised their feet to leave.
"Everyone who sees it has a share. It's rare to see Linghu eggs, let alone those of Jierui Linghu."
This voice is somewhat familiar!
Shui Miaomiao raised her head and saw the knee-high white curtain.
"What pity!"
Before Shui Miaomiao could say anything, He Lianlian clasped his hands and fingers together, placed them on his left waist, bent his legs and bowed.
His style and posture completely blocked what Shui Miaomiao wanted to say.
The water lining is full of etiquette.
He Lianlian blocked Shui Miaomiao's path and looked behind him, "Qingling Sect He Lianlian has seen the silk dancer and the bandit concubine."
"Master He, you are so polite."
When the silk dancer saw someone coming to the rescue, she immediately flicked her sleeves, ignored the bandit, and took a few steps forward.
"Is she Miss Sanshui?" After doing all this, He Lianlian locked his eyes on Shui Miaomiao.
She was polite and considerate, and couldn't fault anything. Shui Miaomiao could only pull Xuan'er and stand passively, listening to her pitiful talk.
"Spiritual swan eggs are precious. They are rare things in the world that can increase life span. They are also sacred items for beauty. I heard that one bite can restore the human body to a youthful state..."
Every time He Lianlian mentioned a use, Shui Miaomiao's face darkened.
The extension of life is probably what the silk dancer nicknamed is what she needs, and the return of her body to a youthful appearance must be what the gangster queen needs.
Not to mention the other uses.
Shui Miaomiao lowered her head to look at Xuan'er and signaled with her eyes.
She thought that the Linghu eggs had no other uses except for their good taste. What the hell were all these uses for?
Xuan'er used the Linghu egg to cover her face. She thought that Sister Sanshui knew it. Since the taste was comparable to that of fine wine and jade liquid, it was naturally very useful.
Otherwise, who would eat it?
"I won't."
Shui Miaomiao poked Xuan'er's head. At least she wouldn't cook something that everyone wanted in public.
Even if it has a wide range of uses, the key is the fragrance that you can't smell. According to Xuan'er, the fragrance can travel thousands of miles.
How many people must be attracted?
Bandit Ji and Silk Dancer Yi were both swallowing their saliva. He Lianlian couldn't see clearly with the curtain, but his hands were always waving in the curtain, probably wiping their saliva.
In addition to the three people in front of him, Shui Miaomiao also heard some "sucking" sounds from the side.
These three people were definitely not the only ones present.
He Lianlian's introduction is not over yet. She definitely did it on purpose to tell the people present how precious this spiritual bird egg is.
"And this spirit bird egg is extremely delicious. No one has seen it before. If you want to see it together, Miss Sanshui won't refuse, right?"
"What if I refuse?"
"dare!"
The Silk Dancer took the lead and said, "Yellow-haired girl, your tone is quite serious. Since you get these spiritual swan eggs, hand them over and I will reward you with half a tael."
"Hehehe." It was a laugh that made people goosebumps all over the body. The gangster came forward, covered her mouth and smiled, "Silver Dancer, what you said is big enough. Whose Pink Ze Xiangling was quilted just now? Burned, mine?”
"you."
The bandit girl rolled her eyes at the trembling silk dancer, and looked at Shui Miaomiao, "Little sister, give me the spirit swan eggs. I won't let this ugly woman hurt you." "
