"Apply the medicine first. If you apply it quickly, you won't give it a chance to swell."
Shui Miaomiao, who was talking to himself, took out a dab of gel-like plaster from a small silver box, and lightly applied it to his forehead with Wen Renxian's astonished look on his face.
Wen Renxian subconsciously wanted to lower his head.
"Don't move, we're applying the medicine!" Holding the silver box in one hand and the ointment in the other, Shui Miaomiao used the upper and outer sides of both hands to hold Wen Renxian's mandibles on both sides, and lifted Wen Renxian's slightly lowered head. Broken back.
"That's it, settled."
After all, Shui Miaomiao had the heart to be like Yu Jie, and the aura she showed unconsciously made Wen Renxian freeze on the spot.
Wen Renxian looked blankly at Shui Miaomiao's focused side face and forgot to speak.
"Wrong, wrong." Shui Miaomiao said to himself.
Wen Renxian hit the gable wall, not smooth furniture.
As soon as the ointment was applied, it was obvious that there were scratches and sand particles.
“The busier we are, the more mistakes we make.”
Shui Miaomiao stepped forward, took out a handkerchief from her arms, and wiped the ointment off Wenrenxian's head.
"You need to clean the wound with water first." Shui Miaomiao said as if to remind herself, stretching her neck to deal with the sand between the wounds.
Shui Miaomiao came closer, heard Renxian's breathing, and hit her fair neck.
But Shui Miaomiao has experienced many battles and doesn't care at all, so she is embarrassed to leave Wenrenxian alone, which makes Wenrenxian have an illusion. Is her reaction wrong?
This is really close.
"It's finally done." Shui Miaomiao closed the box, threw it aside, and blew softly on Wen Renxian's forehead.
This is simply a matter of habit. Shui Miaomiao is used to blowing on the medicine after applying it.
"Miaomiao?"
Wen Renxian finally recovered his vocal cords.
"Huh?" Shui Miaomiao lowered his head and met Wen Renxian's confused eyes. It seemed like he was the master, right? Why did it feel like the character settings had been exchanged?
"Ah, me, that." Shui Miaomiao was so embarrassed that she couldn't help it. She sat back on the ground and fumbled for the pill box that she had just thrown away.
Oh my God! What did you do just now! Although I have 100% good intentions, is this an act I can do to my master?
Shui Miaomiao felt aggrieved, and Shui Miaomiao didn't want to speak.
Who is calling this person? They are as young as each other. When facing Wen Renxian, Shui Miaomiao couldn't rise at all. She had the respect she should have for her master.
"I really just want to take some medicine, nothing else."
Wen Renxian still looked confused. What else could he mean?
He just wanted to ask Shui Miaomiao if he could put his head back upright. He was tired from holding it up all the time.
In some things, Wenrenxian is simply terrible. Take Tuoyanjun as an example. There are a hundred times more people who admire Wenrenxian than those who admire Tuoyanjun.
But the female fairies dared to express their love for Lord Tuo Yan, but no one had ever expressed anything to Wen Renxian.
Why, because Xianyan Xianzun is watching closely, because Wenrenxian's father is watching closely, and Wenrenxian's master is watching closely.
Anyway, those who had evil thoughts about Wen Renxian were quietly dealt with before they could even get close.
So Wen Renxian's reactions just now were all based on instinct, without thinking about anything.
He just felt that the two of them were too close and he felt a little hot.
Wen Renxian stood up and stretched out his hand to Shui Miaomiao, "Get up quickly, the ground is cold."
"Huh? Oh oh."
Wen Renxian pulled Shui Miaomiao up and dusted her Qian Yuhe cloak. Her expression was normal, except for the large area of blush on her neck that had not gone away.
The atmosphere was very quiet. Shui Miaomiao lowered her head and behaved obediently. Wen Renxian was the first to break the silence when his eyes fell on the small ruined flower bed.
"Miaomiao, what are you going to do?"
Shui Miaomiao glanced and lowered her head, "Oh, forget it. I wanted to plant flowers, but none of them survived."
"You can call it Man Kui Man Yi."
"People also need to cultivate. After all, I am cultivating my sentiments, otherwise I would have nothing to do every time I stand in front of this cave."
"You come every day?"
"This is during my time at Tianyuan Peak."
Wen Renxian couldn't help but smile, and took Shui Miaomiao's wrist, and the two of them went down the mountain.
"Chengxian Lingjun."
"Chengxian Lingjun."
Man Kui Man Yi and the others were always paying attention to the news of Wen Renxian's retreat. As soon as Wen Renxian came down the mountain, they came to pay their respects.
Wen Renxian asked Shui Miaomiao to stand firm before letting go of his hand, and his eyes swept over Mankuimanyi.
"What level of cultivation do you have? Now you can break away from the status of a handyman."
When Man Kui Man Yi heard this, he immediately knelt down.
"You can go to the Things Hall to get your new identity. By the way, remember to make the handover."
"Yes, we understand."
Wen Renxian nodded and cast a spell to remove the mountain barrier. Only then did Shui Miaomiao, who was watching, understand why they were so excited.
"If they leave, will someone come to replace them?"
"Um."
The two of them ran away, and Wen Renxian grabbed Shui Miaomiao's wrist again. The two slowly walked out of Tianyuan Peak, "There will be a new person, there must be someone to do the chores at Tianyuan Peak."
"Who will it be?"
Shui Miaomiao was talking to himself, but Wen Renxian heard it and replied, "I don't know. Anyway, it's fine if everyone who comes is full of losses and overflows."
This is still a heritage name!
Shui Miaomiao walked quickly and walked side by side with Wen Renxian.
"Master, where are you going now?"
"First we have to see Xianyan Immortal." As Wen Renxian was talking, Xianyan Immortal appeared in Shui Miaomiao's sight while shaking his bone fan.
His eyes swept over Wen Renxian's hand grabbing Shui Miaomiao's wrist. Xianyan Xianzun paused for a second and said nothing. Naturally, he looked away.
"Young uncle, you finally came out. If you don't come out, I think someone will run away again."
Shui Miaomiao touched the tip of her nose with some guilt. Immortal Xianyan really knew her. If Wen Renxian didn't come out of seclusion today, she would really plan to run away.
"Xian Yanxian Zun." Wen Renxian saluted.
Immortal Master Xianyan closed the bone fan and raised Wenrenxian's hand, "Okay, regardless of these false etiquette, you have just come out of seclusion, young master uncle. I asked Sijun and the others to prepare a bath for you to take a good wash. Fan."
Wen Renxian nodded, he did not refuse, he took Shui Miaomiao's wrist again.
"Uncle, are you still afraid of Miaomiao falling?"
"Yes." Wen Renxian nodded and said seriously: "The mountain road is difficult to travel."
"Indeed."
Immortal Master Xianyan looked at Shui Miaomiao.
I didn't expect that Shui Miaomiao could really stay at Tianyuan Peak until Wenrenxian came out of seclusion. It was really impressive. I hadn't seen him in these years, but I felt that Shui Miaomiao was a little smaller.
Feeling that someone was looking at her, Shui Miaomiao raised her head.
Immortal Master Xianyan raised his hand and was about to rub Shui Miaomiao's hair.
When their eyes met, Xianyan Xianzun put down his hand and stopped.
What did you see just now?
After Shui Miaomiao calmed down, there seemed to be a light called 'sacred' in his eyes. His actions just now felt a bit blasphemous when rubbed.
Shui Miaomiao is practicing something strange again?
