Probably more of an illusion
Immortal Master Xianyan followed up again, and the bone fan fell on Shui Miaomiao's shoulder. Shui Miaomiao tilted her head and looked, her eyes still had the same brilliance as before, and her clean eyes blinked smartly, revealing a little doubt.
"Immortal Lord?"
Immortal Master Xianyan smiled, waved his bone fan on Shui Miaomiao's shoulder, and said, "There are insects."
"Insect! Where is it!"
Shui Miaomiao is most afraid of insects.
In an instant, Shui Miaomiao shook off Wen Renxian's hand, shook her Thousand Feather Crane cloak, and spun around in circles.
So that Shui Miaomiao just now was probably an illusion.
It must be an illusion.
In full view of everyone, Shui Miaomiao lived up to everyone's expectations and stepped on the ground.
Immortal Master Xianyan tapped the center of his eyebrows with his fan.
What I just said was a joke, not a prophecy.
After Shui Miaomiao fell to the ground, sat up, covered her bruised head, and began to shed physiological tears, the two men who stood stunned finally made a move.
Being helped up by Wen Renxian, Shui Miaomiao looked at Xianyan Immortal pitifully and asked in a tearful tone: "Where are the insects?"
So that Shui Miaomiao just now must be an illusion.
Immortal Master Xianyan chuckled, walked forward, rubbed Shui Miaomiao's head, "Run away."
"Um?"
Immortal Master Xianyan suddenly felt better and walked forward.
"Do you have sprained feet?" Wen Renxian asked softly, patting the weeds on Shui Miaomiaohe's cloak.
"That's not true." It just hurts my knee, but I can't lift my skirt to see if it's bleeding. I don't know about my knee yet, but my forehead is bleeding anyway.
"Where's the ointment you just applied?" Wen Renxian asked, looking at the wound on Shui Miaomiao's forehead.
"Oh, yes"
Shui Miaomiao lowered her head to search.
"Forget it, I'm afraid it won't be a big deal if I start, so I'd better find Sibu to deal with it."
"Um?"
Before Shui Miaomiao could react, Wen Renxian picked Shui Miaomiao up.
Is this really good? I can actually handle such a minor injury myself.
It was just that Wen Renxian looked serious, which made Shui Miaomiao feel as if she was suffering from some terminal illness.
Anyway, he was already picked up, and Shui Miaomiao consciously found a more comfortable position to lie down, hugging Wen Renxian's neck.
Passing by Xianyan Xianzun, the mouth of Xianyan Xianzun hidden under the bone fan can be opened wide enough to swallow a duck egg.
Junior uncle, please don't tell me that you plan to hold Shui Miaomiao like this and walk all the way to Shuiyunkuo through the city.
Yes, Wen Renxian must have thought it was nothing. He believed that as a qualified master, one should protect his disciple from all directions without any blind spots.
But how others understand it is unclear.
From the past to the present, the master only taught Wenrenxian how to practice cultivation, and the master only cared about whether Wenrenxian was obedient.
The rest is unimportant.
Xian Yanxian Zun looked at Wen Renxian's back and the plain hand on Wen Renxian's shoulder. The plain hand was still picking up Wen Renxian's hair.
But Wen Renxian just glanced at it and let her go.
Xianyan Xianzun felt that his whole body was not well. He felt that it was necessary to make up for the steps that had been omitted before.
Uncle Master, this person is teasing you. Please give me some reaction. As a master, you should take care of her. Isn't she someone with mysophobia?
Shui Miaomiao raised her head, feeling the gaze of Immortal Xianyan, and stuck out her tongue in embarrassment.
When she is bored, she just wants to take something with her hands, without any other meaning.
"Is this hurt?"
Seeing Shui Miaomiao being carried in by Wen Renxian, Sijun thought it was serious and stood there speechless for a moment.
"Okay, Miaomiao has four children to take care of her. Junior uncle, what are you worried about?"
Xianyan Xianzun put his hand on Wenrenxian and forcibly pulled him away.
After the two of them left.
Shui Miaomiao smiled and waved to Si Yu, "Hi! It's been a long time, ah, it hurts~~"
Sikou took the cotton ball and the medicine, dipped it in, and pressed the cotton ball on Shui Miaomiao's forehead.
"Press it yourself."
"Oh, so it's been a long time and there's no love?"
The hands that were packing the things shook, and the four children looked at Shui Miaomiao, a little bit dumbfounded.
"I don't want to trouble you with this little injury, but Master insisted on coming."
"Is this the point?" Sijun didn't want to speak at first, but after hearing Shui Miaomiao's words, she couldn't help but said, "I injured myself just after leaving Tianyuan Peak. I never expected that in the past forty or fifty years, Miaomiao, you must be hurt a lot when you are living alone."
"Hey, there's no such thing." Shui Miaomiao covered her forehead and looked away guiltily, "I've lived a good life, and I've gained weight. Do you want to weigh me?"
Si Chu couldn't help but laugh. After a few words, the strange feeling of seeing each other disappeared immediately.
"Okay, stop covering it, it should be fine." Siyu stretched out her hand and took the cotton ball, "Even if the injury is small, Miaomiao should come to the slave as soon as possible. This is all I need."
"I know." Shui Miaomiao stood up, looked at the unchanged Yaolu, and asked, "Where did Xianyan Xianzun and my master go?"
"It should be in Xianyun Palace. As soon as the barrier of Tianyuan Peak was dissipated, the Immortal Lord asked the slaves to prepare a bath."
"Yeah." Shui Miaomiao nodded, having heard Xianyan Immortal mention it just now, "I'm confused. You are the children beside Xianyan Immortal. The other peak masters also have regular people to serve you. Why is Master Peak Are the people on board changed? And those people only do cleaning work, and they have to come to Shuiyunkuo to take a shower."
"Chengxian Lingjun does not leave anyone close to serve him, and he will change people at a certain time. These are the rules set by the Saint Yuan Ancestor. As for bathing, Tianyuan Peak can naturally do it, but these things are done by Chengxian Lingjun I did it myself, and as soon as I came out of seclusion, the Immortal Lord asked his slaves to do these things."
"I don't understand your rules." Shui Miaomiao shook his head, "Then I'll go find Master."
"Hmm, ah? Miaomiao, wait a minute!" Siyu paused for half a beat. Shui Miaomiao had already run away. At this time, they must have just served Wenrenxian into the water. Shui Miaomiao should not break in. Go for it!
Don't tell me, Shui Miaomiao really planned to break in. If Sanmao hadn't been standing at the door, she would have pushed the door open and walked in.
Sanmao is still as tall as a mountain, and you have to hold your head high to see the whole thing.
"Miss me? Sanmao!"
Sanzhaohan smiled, touched the back of his head, and nodded.
"Is my master inside?"
"yes."
"Okay." Shui Miaomiao bit her finger and turned around silently. She just said she wanted to find the master, but she didn't know what to do with him. But if she didn't find him, what would she do if she didn't find him? ?
'Squeak~'
The door to the side hall of Xianyun Hall was opened, and Yiyi and Erye walked out carrying empty trays.
"Hi!" Shui Miaomiao greeted.
A window was half open, and Xianyan Xianzun was leaning on the window, looking out.
Shui Miaomiao has become much more lively, so did he misunderstand Shui Miaomiao just now?
He really thought that Shui Miaomiao had some thoughts about Wen Renxian, but now it seemed that he didn't realize it, and he was charming in a charming way.
Immortal Master Xianyan knew that Shui Miaomiao had learned Purple Eyes in Peach Blossom Spring.
Although she knew that Tong Ban had no good intentions when she taught him, Shui Miaomiao thought that if she just learned it and practiced it, she would have nothing to do in the past forty or fifty years.
Although the purported function of the purple pupil is to see through illusions, if it is produced by the Hehuan Sect, it would not be the Hehuan Sect if it did not have some charm in it.
Zi Tong is a perfect match for Shui Miaomiao, a pair of big eyes that blink like autumn water.
