"Calculating the time, Shui Miaomiao and the others should have arrived at Yaocheng."
Yiyi served tea and nodded, "Yes, Mr. Baili Zhengyong came back with a message, saying that everything was fine, and asked about Miaomiao..."
"Zhengyong's work is what makes me most comfortable." Xianyan Xianzun picked up the tea cup and fiddled with it gently, "But since they are all gone, it is difficult to carry Shui Miaomiao out alone."
His eyes fell on a thin jade plaque on the table, which contained a copy of the dance choreographed by Mr. Wu.
You must know that taking photos is troublesome. Photo-taking charms and the like are basically one-time use and have a time limit.
Baili Zhengyong spent a lot of money on this birthday party. The impression stone that recorded Mr. Wu's dance music can be played ten times and then destroyed.
Immortal Master Xianyan sent people to find the broken impression stone. He tried to repair it and copied the scenes into this thin jade tablet.
Although the picture is a bit blurry and there are some frame drops, you can vaguely feel that this dance is majestic, like the bright moon in your arms. No wonder Baili Zhengyong is particularly interested in this dance.
Because this dance is used to welcome the Saint Yuan Ancestor.
His fingers lightly landed on the thin jade plaque and pressed down slightly, and the jade plaque immediately fell into pieces.
Xianyan Xianzundao didn't care much about what Baili Zhengyong had prepared. He checked these, just to confirm what Shui Miaomiao wanted to show.
Master doesn't like those things about Yan Wu Ying Ge, so he can't ruin Shui Miaomiao's first impression in Master's eyes, but this dance will definitely add points.
I just hope that Baili Zhengyong can still remember who the protagonist of this banquet is, but it doesn't matter if he can't remember. The master's wife's birthday banquet has already been taken over by the guest.
"Where is Xuan'er?" Immortal Master Xianyan asked after confirming Yaocheng's matter.
"Sit on the Forgetting Peak."
"Aren't you in Renjing Xiaozhu?"
"Young Master Ninth Chou was driven away by others."
Immortal Master Xianyan took a sip of tea and tried not to smile, "I never understand what my disciple is thinking."
"However, Jiuchengqiu will go to Zuowang Peak every day."
Xianyan Xianzun raised his eyebrows and looked at Yiyi, why?
"I want to come here. Miaomiao may have told her before she left. Mr. Jiu Chou will only stay for five or six minutes at a time to ask Xuan'er if she has taken any medicine today."
"Oh." Immortal Master Xianyan nodded, "Shui Miaomiao seems to be heartless but very considerate, so Xuan'er now lives alone in Zuowang Peak. What does she do every day?"
"I just stayed in the mountains and practiced my swordsmanship."
Even if she has lost her memory, Xuan'er is still eager to practice. Before Shui Miaomiao set off, she returned the "Selu Knife Technique" to Xuan'er and gave her a bunch of training resources.
"The word 'obedient' has never been in Shui Miaomiao's dictionary. That master was so kind to his maid." Immortal Xianyan put down the tea cup with some annoyance.
Yi Yi lowered her head and remained silent. Shui Miaomiao's temperament was there. She had never felt that her talent was backed by mountains, but because she felt superior to others.
This is probably one of the reasons why so many people like Shui Miaomiao...
After the line dance, Shui Miaomiao wiped her face, and Yue Shan disappeared.
Yue Shan seemed a little uneasy from the beginning of the line dance, looking at her with an expression that made her want to speak but hesitated.
As soon as the line dance ended, everyone left in a hurry. The water was flowing against the current, but Yueshan could not be found.
Because of what? Did you do anything wrong?
As soon as the line dance ended, the heating lamps placed by the roadside stopped emitting heat.
Shui Miaomiao wrapped herself tightly in the cloak of the Thousand Feathered Crane.
Yueshan!
No, Shui Miaomiao retracted his hand and stopped. He Lianlian turned his head slightly, chatted with the people around him, and left together.
He actually mistook He Lianlian for Yueshan and almost shouted out.
Shui Miaomiao rubbed her eyes. Was she tired from practicing dancing? But recalling, He Lianlian's back really looked like Yue Shan, and the people around He Lianlian also looked very similar to those from more than ten years ago. The expressions of the people surrounding Yueshan were exactly the same, but a little less crazy...
"Now it seems that Shui Miaomiao is of some use. It can help you ward off disasters."
Yue Shan patted his chest with his hand, where he placed the Yun Ling Bead.
"Don't make sarcastic remarks."
An Yue's laughter echoed in Yue Shan's mind, "Don't tell me, you are planning to tell Shui Miaomiao about this."
"I don't."
Still somewhat rational, if Yue Shan hesitated even a little bit, An Yue would not care about the things that were not yet ready, and started talking directly.
"It seems that you haven't fallen headfirst into the hopeless point. Now that He Lianlian has already put the blame on Shui Miaomiao, let her hold it. There are so many backers behind Shui Miaomiao, and He Lianlian doesn't care. Those who dare to take action easily..."
Yue Shan didn't know what An Yue was saying that she had fallen headlong into it, but she was indeed hopeless.
She didn't tell Shui Miaomiao, not because she couldn't bear the blame, but because in Shui Miaomiao's last sentence, she simply didn't want Shui Miaomiao to know how many people's blood she had on her hands.
"It doesn't matter who takes the blame, but He Lian Lian can't stay."
An Yue, who was talking eloquently, was suddenly stunned. If it weren't for his scruples, the Saint Yuan Ancestor might appear in Yaocheng at any time, and An Yue almost appeared.
In the past, this sentence should have been her line.
But An Yue likes Yue Shan who is so ruthless. No matter why she suddenly changed, as long as she can maintain it, "Then what are you going to do?"
After looking around for a while, he couldn't find Yue Shan. Shui Miaomiao rubbed her hands together. She couldn't stand the cold anymore and returned to the small building helplessly.
"Miss Sanshui."
There was a knock on the door. Shui Miaomiao opened the door. Standing outside the door was the child next to Baili Zhengyong. What was his name?
"The younger one's name is Baina." Baina said very discerningly.
"My young master said that Miss Sanshui is afraid of the cold, so she sent a heating lamp over."
Shui Miaomiao took a look and saw that the person following Baina was carrying something similar to the stone lanterns placed in the dance hall, but this one was smaller than those.
"This is the heating lamp."
Shui Miaomiao muttered to herself, stepped out of the way, and stood aside to watch them install and operate the lamp. It would take a lot of spiritual stones to operate the lamp.
The basket prepared by Baina is not enough. It seems that it should only be run at night when sleeping.
Shui Miaomiao touched Shui Yingyin on her right hand. It didn't matter, she was a wealthy person, and she planned to keep it on as long as she was in the room.
But I still have to thank Baili Masanaga.
"Where is Mr. Yongzhou Yuan?" Shui Miaomiao asked, she wanted to thank him in person.
"The young master is out, and I don't know where he is." Baina replied, bowed to Shui Miaomiao and left...
"Madam, Mr. Yongzhou Yuan wants to see you."
The jade hand passed across the strings, and Leng Qiaoxian Ying Yunsu raised her head and slowly stood up, "It's been a while since Zhengyong came to Yaocheng. Except for a visit on the first day, I haven't seen him here. Get past him."
"Mr. Yongzhou Yuan is also afraid of disturbing Madam."
