Ying Yunsu walked into the sunny yard with a rainy air.
As if he had not moved since Shui Miaomiao left, Saint Yuan Ancestor lay leisurely on the recliner. When he saw Ying Yunsu walking quickly, he smiled kindly, and then sighed.
In any case, when facing Wen Renxian, you can still see some emotions on Ying Yunsu's face.
This is good. If you really have no emotions, you can't be called a 'human'. But this is not good. Ying Yunsu's emotional point should not be on Wen Renxian. This will only deepen the harm...
After not showing his emotions for too long, Saint Yuan Ancestor looked at him, not knowing whether Ying Yunsu was worried or angry.
"He has arrived in Yaocheng." Ying Yunsu stated the facts.
"He has always been filial, so of course he will come to your birthday."
"So this is his birthday gift to me? You know, when the consciousness came down, I almost fought back. What on earth did he want to do! Don't you know this is dangerous!"
“You can’t guess what young people think.”
Saint Yuan Ancestor took a sip of tea. The moment he noticed Wenrenxian's divine consciousness, his heart lifted. However, looking at Ying Yunsu, he calmed down a lot.
"After all, he's grown up. He'll watch for danger and so on. It doesn't hurt to be sharp occasionally. The little Xian'er used to be too sensible and didn't have the energy of a young man."
Ying Yunsu remained silent, perhaps because her birthday was approaching, and her mood swings were a bit intense. She really wanted to curse, didn't you kill the arrogance of his young man?
After being kept in captivity for so many years, she was suddenly released into free-range conditions. At that moment, Ying Yunsu had hope.
When we met in the jade bamboo forest that day, when he mentioned the disciples he had accepted and the places he had visited, his smile was much more sincere than before.
Ancestor Sheng Yuan seemed to have noticed something. He shook his head and put down the tea cup, "Xiao Su, look, it's just covering a city with spiritual consciousness. He doesn't have any discomfort. In fact, he has been able to do it a long time ago. He is hiding his clumsiness."
What do you mean? Ying Yunsu clenched her fists.
"Why hide his clumsiness? Who taught him how to hide his clumsiness! No one needs him to hide his clumsiness, but why?" The Saint Yuan Ancestor looked at Ying Yunsu. Ying Yunsu's heart trembled, and she took a few steps back unsteadily.
"It can't be you." The Saint Yuan Ancestor retracted his eyes and smiled, looking down at his withered palms, "It's the instinct of the little fairy. My instinct is telling me that I am afraid of the deadline. That instinct of the little fairy What are you telling him again?"
The Saint Yuan Ancestor caught the flash of panic in Ying Yunsu's eyes.
He didn't expect that his Saint Yuan ancestor would also be a villain for a moment, but he couldn't give Ying Yunsu hope.
"Little Xian'er's instinct foresaw the danger, so he stopped moving forward, so we chose not to imprison him. The world is so big, there are always things and people who will let him know that he is still very weak..."
"The Leng family girl."
"It's different, she's just an insurance."
"Another Leng Qiaoxian?"
"No, she should be much luckier. At least she won't be in such pain."
"I really learned a lesson." As if she understood something, Ying Yunsu smiled twice symbolically and regained her indifference, "I never knew that the synonym of 'cruelty' is 'mercy'. If it is as I thought, then this It’s better to never use your insurance. I’m going to find out what happened and who made Wen Renxian so angry.”
Kindness is cruel. Aren't you doing something similar? It's just that you are cruel to yourself and kind to others.
Looking at Ying Yunsu's leaving figure, the Saint Yuan Ancestor sighed, and his eyes fell on the happy family of rabbits on the green grass in the distance...
"I go!"
Shui Miaomiao was confused when she was knocked down by Hua Yixian. She just wanted to tear down the barrier that Yatong had placed here, not the inn.
But this inn also collapsed too completely, it must be a three-no project!
As the barrier was destroyed, the inn was instantly torn apart.
Being protected by Hua Yixian, he was not hit by the beams, but he was also choked by a lot of smoke and dust.
"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough, what does this mean?" Shui Miaomiao covered her mouth, looked back at Hua Yixian behind her and asked, "Are you okay?"
Hua Yixian nodded.
But it was just some beams, tiles, roofs and the like, and the response was quick, so it was protected.
Lan Jixuan moved faster. When the inn collapsed, he had already issued a warning and pushed Leng Ningchi, who was standing at the door secretly distressed, out of the inn.
Just choked on the smoke.
Quickly standing up from the ground, Lan Jixuan glanced at Leng Ningchi who fell to the ground. He should be able to get up on his own. In terms of priority, he chose to lift the rubble first.
"Miaomiao! Hua Yixian!"
"Here!" Hua Yixian responded, pushing the pillar on his body, raising his head, looking through the gap at Lan Jixuan, who looked anxious, "If you are here or not, I will let the puppy out. ”
"No, you think this isn't chaotic enough! You have to cause some panic."
"It's all my fault." Shui Miaomiao suggested in a low voice with a guilty conscience, "Can you dig us out first? Are you two arguing?"
Being helped by Hua Yixian and Lan Jixuan to stand up from the ruins, Shui Miaomiao took a cursory glance and said, "Well, you can't blame me entirely. The inn is definitely not strong, and I didn't use much force."
Lan Jixuan joked, "Forcibly breaking the barrier set by the Mute Fairy, it is useless if you are too weak."
Shui Miaomiao silently patted the dust on her head. Anyway, if the barrier is broken, she can take Leng Ningchi out. I really don't understand why Leng Ningchi's master would do this.
If you were in the sect, it would be understandable to act like this in order to concentrate on letting Leng Ningchi practice, but outside, it would be really hurtful, like guarding a prisoner.
"Where is Ningchi?" Shui Miaomiao asked.
"That." Lan Jixuan pointed not far away and opened his eyes in confusion.
Leng Ningchi was probably about to stand up, but somehow fell back. He was supporting the ground with one hand and covering his head with the other.
"Did you sprain your ankle?" Shui Miaomiao worriedly ran towards Leng Ningchi. The cold air around Leng Ningchi became more obvious. He glanced at the hair on his face and found that it had condensed into thin ice after getting wet with rain.
"Don't go." Hua Yixian shrank coldly, and when he saw Shui Miaomiao, he hesitated for a second, then accelerated again, and hurriedly went to grab Shui Miaomiao's hand, but Shui Miaomiao flexibly threw it away.
"Ningchi?"
As soon as Shui Miaomiao finished speaking, Leng Ningchi started to twitch violently.
"Ningchi!"
Kneeling down in front of Leng Ningchi, Shui Miaomiao grabbed Leng Ningchi's bleeding hand that was about to be pushed into the ground.
Covering your hand with your hand, the cold air was biting, as if you were stretching your hand in front of a pile of sharp ice edges.
"Don't come over!" Shui Miaomiao frowned, glanced at the two standing people and said softly, if there is an accident, she alone is enough.
The only thing I'm glad about now is that the burning sensation on my palms caused by cracked ice is just a feeling and doesn't leave any scars.
Enjoying the pain, Shui Miaomiao concentrated, grabbed Leng Ningchi's hand to prevent her from hurting herself by beating the ground, and then called out.
Leng Ningchi lowered his head, as if he couldn't hear anything.
There was blood dripping down.
Shui Miaomiao glanced at it, then hurriedly lifted Leng Ningchi's chin, then sat down on the ground, her mouth half-opened, and her breathing seemed to pause for half a minute.
It’s a scene that makes one’s hair stand on end and one’s scalp go numb.
