"Don't pick up Xiaoxue, it's Yaocheng's rule." Yueshan and Baili Zhengyong said in unison.
Shui Miaomiao's lack of 'common sense' has lasted for more than a day or two. Although she has been making up for it, it is impossible for Shui Miaomiao to make up for every aspect in this country.
Obviously Yue Shan and Baili Zhengyong didn't know each other, so they never thought that Miaomiao would reach out to pick up Yaocheng Xiaoxue. They were both stunned for a moment, and then stretched out their hands at the same time. Yue Shan took one step faster and grabbed Shui Miaomiao's hand. Squeezing Shui Miaomiao's palm.
"It hurts, what are you doing!" Yue Shan, who was already panicking due to the cold, suddenly pinched her palm with force, and Shui Miaomiao cried out in pain.
Baili Zhengyong retracted his hand, pulled out half of the Spirit Control Sword, caught some snow, and handed it to Shui Miaomiao, diverting Shui Miaomiao's attention.
The enlarged snowflakes all belong to the hexagonal crystal system. This snowflake is different from the snow I have seen. It seems that the word 'flake' cannot be used as a quantifier for this one.
One?
Shui Miaomiao looked closer and saw that the snow particles seemed to be covered with fluff.
Looking at it, Shui Miaomiao stretched out her hand again.
Baili Zhengyong closed the Spirit Control Sword, crushed the snow, and put down his hand.
"I want to feel the pain again." Yue Shan looked at Shui Miaomiao's movements and increased her strength.
Shui Miaomiao struggled, withdrew her hand, looked at her pinched red palm, and looked at Yue Shan in confusion.
"Glory to the city, not just to the city."
"Snowfield is the collective name for this place." Baili Zhengyong took over what Yuesugi said, "Yao City is built on the snowfield, and there are several cities, all built on the snowfield. The snow on the snowfield and the heavy snow are no different from those elsewhere. , it’s just that the small snow particles are covered with ice spikes.”
"Those fluffs?" Shui Miaomiao was a little surprised.
Baili Zhengyong nodded, "Those thorns will penetrate into the skin, and the first thing is to squeeze them out. These are common sense and should be heard in the mortal world."
Shui Miaomiao smiled dryly. It is common sense to you, but it is new to her.
"Why does it seem that the snow in Yaocheng can no longer be used for snowball fights?" Shui Miaomiao felt a little regretful.
Yue Shan laughed out loud and stretched out his hand, "As I said just now, don't pick it up in Xiaoxue, but you can play with it in heavy snow. Show me your hand to see if it's clean."
"Oh." Shui Miaomiao obediently stretched out her hand.
"It's been a long time. If it doesn't work, use spiritual power to melt it away." Baili Zhengyong added, reaching out his hand again.
Yueshan glanced at Baili Zhengyong, squeezed Shui Miaomiao's hand, "No need, clean it up."
"Since Xiaoxue is so dangerous, you'd better hold an umbrella." Shui Miaomiao instantly pushed the umbrella he was holding onto Baili Zhengyong's outstretched hand, and then jumped under the Yueshan umbrella.
Just one step slower.
Shui Miaomiao watched, and He Lianlian came from a distance, holding an umbrella and holding one in his hand. After seeing him, he was first surprised and then angry and clenched his fists, suppressing the thoughts that rushed towards him. .
Shui Miaomiao was actually quite surprised. She had wrapped herself in bright red silk and looked like this, but He Lianlian could still see it at a glance.
What kind of obsession is this.
When he saw He Lianlian's eyes falling on the hand that had not yet withdrawn the umbrella he had sent out, Shui Miaomiao subconsciously pulled his hand back before Baili Zhengyong caught it.
But I felt something was wrong, so I let go of the umbrella.
Seeing this, Baili Zhengyong raised his knees, kicked up the umbrella, and caught it firmly, "Junior sister, it's disrespectful to reject it like this."
Shui Miaomiao pursed her lips and lowered her head with a smile. If she had known that He Lianlian would come to deliver the umbrella, she would have been waiting for a while.
Is He Lianlian here to dance too?
It feels like it’s been busy these days.
Staring at the umbrella in Baili Zhengyong's hand, biting the corner of his lip, he reluctantly put the umbrella back into the storage space, and before they looked over, he regained his original soft expression.
He smoothed the broken hair around his ears and took a deep breath. He Lian walked over with a smile on his face, like flowers blowing in the willows, and bowed slightly, "Yongzhi."
The moment Yue Shan saw He Lian Lian, she also clenched her fists.
"Ah Qiu!" Shui Miaomiao covered her nose, leaned against Yue Shan, and glanced at Yue Shan's hand.
Shui Miaomiao rubbed her nose and sneezed again, completely attracting Baili Zhengyong's attention.
"Junior sister, what's going on?"
Shui Miaomiao felt that she could hear the sound of He Lianlian biting her molar teeth. Sorry, she definitely didn't mean to interrupt He Lianlian. She just looked at He Lianlian's outfit and felt cold, really.
She was still wearing a gauze skirt and a thin plain silver cape, which could block nothing.
Compared with myself wrapped in a ball, I am obviously in two different worlds.
"Yong Zhou Yuanjun." He Lianlian raised a smile and spoke again.
"He Lianlian?" Baili Zhengyong turned around and looked as if he had just seen He Lianlian. He said it naturally, "Why did you come out and wear such thin clothes? If you get cold now, it will affect everything." Human.”
Shui Miaomiao rested her head on Yueshan's shoulder, trying to hold back her laughter.
Baili Zhengyong asked what he was thinking.
He Lianlian lowered her head slightly, revealing half of her white jade-like neck. She was used to Baili Zhengyong's incomprehensible style.
After coming to Yaocheng in advance, he only succeeded in getting Baili Zhengyong to change from calling himself 'He Fengzhu' to calling him by his first name.
He Lianlian and Shui Miaomiao, who also had his head lowered, met their eyes.
Shui Miaomiao had a very good reason, and He Lianlian did it on purpose.
With those fierce eyes, Shui Miaomiao immediately stood up straight and looked straight into the distance.
"It's Mr. Wu. She arrived at her residence and was anxious to order someone. She wanted to see where they were standing first, so I went out to look for those who were lagging behind."
He Lianlian said, looking at Shui Miaomiao.
Shui Miaomiao didn't bother to pay attention to He Lianlian. She didn't know why she decided that he was her enemy, and she didn't want to make enemies.
However, she was always vomiting and trying to provoke her, but in the end she didn't get any relief. Instead, she blamed me again.
"It's my fault." Baili Zhengyong took the matter on himself, "I thought Mr. Wu would take a day or half a day off when he first came here, and was going to take Junior Sister for a walk."
"Junior sister?" He Lianlian turned to look at Shui Miaomiao, "She is Yongzhou Yuanjun's junior sister, so she is from the Ancient Immortal Sect?"
Shui Miaomiao rolled her eyes. She didn't know how He Lianlian made such a surprised tone, even though he had recognized her from a distance just now.
"Since you are a member of the Ancient Immortal Sect, why are you wearing the bright red silk silk?"
The bright red silk is the stuff of Kuanquan sect.
Hearing the name, Yue Shan thought of it instantly, took a half step back to look at Shui Miaomiao better, and poked the bell hanging on the bright red silk silk in disbelief, "It's true!"
"Tsk, bright red silk?" Baili Zhengyong frowned, uttered a slightly dissatisfied onomatopoeia, and took a step towards Shui Miaomiao.
Baili Zhengyong never knew what Yanhongwangchen silk looked like. After all, in his eyes, red silk was all the same, but it was impossible that he had not heard of it.
He Lianlian tapped her face with her fingers, looking relaxed. She had already seen that Baili Zhengyong was particularly concerned about the honor and disgrace of the Ancient Immortal Sect.
