"And Sanshui, forget about your headscarf." Mr. Wu waved his hands. Judging from his expression, Mr. Wu should know the meaning of the bright red and dusty silk. But since Shui Miaomiao can be brought out, it is impossible for the sect leader not to know, then Stop meddling in your own business, "What are you doing standing around here? Do you need me to carry you off the boat myself?"
Mr. Wu is definitely the person who has the worst attitude towards him when he knows his identity. Shui Miaomiao turned her head away and stuck out her tongue.
Although Immortal Master Xianyan didn't stop him, or maybe he didn't because he wanted to, but he must have done something.
After the fairy boat sailed for a while, Mr. Wu suddenly started calling Shui Miaomiao "Sanshui".
It is estimated that Immortal Master Xianyan sent some news.
Shui Miaomiao and Yue Shan supported each other and quickly stepped off the boat.
Looking down from the boat, white frost covers the ground.
It should be very deep. Shui Miaomiao was prepared, but he didn't even sink in with the instep of his feet.
"Is this snow?" Shui Miaomiao lowered his head to look at it, and pulled off a little bit of the covering gauze. It was snow. It didn't look special, but when stepped on, it was neither soft nor sinking in. Follow it. Like on the ice.
Yue Shan seemed to be more accustomed to Shui Miaomiao's fuss.
"Characteristics of Yaocheng." Yue Shan replied. After all, she didn't know how this thing was formed.
"Hey." Shui Miaomiao stomped on the ground and said to himself, "It seems that I have to remind myself every day that I can't use my previous experience and common sense to treat this place. No, this is another preconceived idea, but it doesn't matter if I don't get stuck. It’s much easier to walk.”
"It's a cold wind, don't mutter. You'll feel a little uncomfortable if you breathe in the wind." Yue Shan turned around and lifted up the Yan Hong Chen silk, "The material of your gauze scarf is good. It blocks the wind. It's good to wear." .”
Shui Miaomiao smiled. Judging from Lang Linyi's personality, if it wasn't a good thing, she probably wouldn't be able to give it away.
Outside Yaocheng City, Baili Zhengyong was dressed in black and wearing a cloak. He had been waiting in the cold wind for a long time.
He gave everyone in the Ancient Immortal Sect a spell to warm their bodies.
Behind him was an attendant in cotton-padded clothes. He frowned, rubbed his hands, and glared at everyone, "Master, it won't be too cold after we enter the city, so why waste your spiritual energy like this?"
"Baina." Baili Zhengyong looked back, "I asked them for help, so I should treat them with courtesy. The warmth of Yaocheng is Yaocheng's business, let alone entering Yaocheng and recovering from the frozen body. It will take some time. If you can't stand the wind, you can go back and wait."
Baina shrank his head and stopped talking, but still stared at everyone.
"Miao, Sanshui?" Baili Zhengyong was a little surprised to see Shui Miaomiao, but knowing that Xianyan Xianzun asked Shui Miaomiao to go out, he immediately changed his name to Sanshui, thinking about it in his mind, Wu The list that the husband gave me seemed to have Shui Miaomiao's name on it, but I only glanced at it at that time.
"Are you also involved?" Baili Zhengyong asked, but the movement of his hand did not slow down, and the spell fell on Shui Miaomiao.
I finally realized what the ancient version of 'Nuan Baobao' was like, and my limbs instantly became less stiff.
Shui Miaomiao smiled and nodded, "Yes."
Baili Zhengyong frowned without anyone noticing, and then applied the spell to Yuesugi.
Isn't it not good to let Chengxian Lingjun's apprentice dance at the birthday banquet, and Shui Miaomiao can be seen among hundreds of people?
"It's incredible. I didn't expect it, but I was one of the lead dancers."
"Lead the dance!" Baili Zhengyong looked at Shui Miaomiao, and his worries instantly disappeared. It would be great if he was the lead dancer. "I heard from Mr. Dance that this dance is very difficult. I have never seen Sanshui, who has been practicing dancing all year round, and you can keep up." , and even became the lead dancer, he seems to be very talented.”
Shui Miaomiao waved his hands and was just about to be humble. Mr. Wu, who was the last to leave, followed him and stood next to Shui Miaomiao. He glanced at Shui Miaomiao who was smiling broadly and said, "The talent is not outstanding, but it is not a dead tree either. "
"Mr. Wu." Baili Zhengyong clasped his fists and nodded. Mr. Wu smiled in response, and then went straight into the city.
"Baina." Baili Zhengyong shouted, "If you don't want to follow, let Mr. Wu lead the way."
"Yes." Baina followed the voice and rushed to Mr. Wu brilliantly, with a smile on his face, "Mr. Wu, my young master has already prepared a place for you. The place is private and no one will disturb you. The environment is beautiful and suitable for rehearsal... ···”
"Mr. Wu said I'm Kuchiki?" Shui Miaomiao didn't react.
"Xie Yongzhou Yuanjun." Yueshan waited for Baili Zhengyong to finish the spell on himself, then stepped forward and patted Shui Miaomiao on the shoulder, "Rotten wood cannot be carved, but what Mr. Wu said is that you are not You are a piece of rotten wood, Mr. Wu is praising you."
"It's rare for Mr. Wu to praise someone. Junior sister must be talented." When there was no one else around, Baili Zhengyong called Shui Miaomiao back as junior sister.
After all, Yue Shan called Shui Miaomiao Miaomiao, so she should know.
Baili Zhengyong held two umbrellas and handed them out, "Look at the weather, it's going to snow soon,"
After saying thanks, Shui Miaomiao took the umbrella, and the three of them walked all the way to Yaocheng.
It is indeed much warmer in Yaocheng than outside, at least there is no biting wind.
After taking a few steps, the snow began to fall.
Everyone hurriedly opened their umbrellas, but it was not considered a crowd. Looking around, Shui Miaomiao and Yueshan had opened umbrellas on the street.
"The weather in Yaocheng is mostly dominated by snow." Baili Zhengyong, a guide, explained, "It would be abnormal if it didn't snow that day, so people here are used to not holding umbrellas when it snows."
"Is the snow light?" Shui Miaomiao turned the umbrella and shook off some snow. After a while, she felt that her umbrella had become much heavier.
There are also people with "gray hair" on the street.
Shui Miaomiao turned her head and looked at Baili Zhengyong. There was no snow falling on him, probably because he had been blocking it with his spiritual power.
But isn't it troublesome? It can be solved with an oil-paper umbrella.
Having said that, Baili Zhengyong gave spells to everyone who got off the fairy ship except Mr. Wu, and now they also use spiritual power.
"Here you go!" Shui Miaomiao looked at Baili Zhengyong for a few times. It seemed that he had only prepared two umbrellas, Baina's and his own. Shui Miaomiao handed over the umbrella, "I can and Yueshan is a supporter, right?"
Shui Miaomiao looked back.
Yueshan nodded and raised his umbrella to welcome her into his arms.
"No need." Baili Zhengyong declined politely and pushed the umbrella back, "This umbrella is not big, and the snow in Qiyao City is much colder than that in the Ancient Immortal Sect. Junior sister had better hold it up by herself. People here are used to it. Yes, but”
"Hiss~" Shui Miaomiao gasped. She was the one who didn't listen to advice. Baili Zhengyong just said that the snow here is more special than outside.
Before she could finish her words, Shui Miaomiao had already stretched out her hand to catch a snowflake.
It felt like an electric shock, the snow melted in the palm of my hand, and the icy cold feeling spread to the entire palm in an instant.
Shui Miaomiao waved her hands wildly and sighed.
