"When we were in Peach Blossom Spring, even though she was injured like that, she could still help Lord Yi Yao. Miaomiao is really powerful."
This is ironic! Wen Renxian started to speak sarcastically!
Tuo Yanjun, you are dead!
Shui Miaomiao held Shuangxiao tightly and fiddled with it, trying hard to stuff Shuangxiao back into Shui Yingyin. She knew that Wen Renxian would ask sooner or later, but she didn't expect it to come so soon, how should she respond.
Shui Miaomiao didn't answer, and Wen Renxian didn't force him. His eyes fell on the red mark on Shui Miaomiao's neck, "What's wrong with the neck? It wasn't there when I came back."
"Tuo" touched his neck, and Shui Miaomiao almost blurted out Tuo Yanjun's name. He was the one who used the scabbard to strangle him.
But after thinking about it, I decided to forget it. Looking at Wen Renxian's unkind expression, although I really wanted to see Wen Renxian beat Tuo Yanjun, there were enough bad things today, and it would be better to have one less thing than one more thing.
The key is to be too kind.
"The collar is rubbed, maybe because I'm allergic to the fabric."
Wen Renxian stretched out his hand, and Shui Miaomiao thought he was going to check the wound, so she raised her head. It was better to obey at this time.
The mark is not deep, and appears as a light pink color on the fair neck.
After hesitating with his hand in the air for a moment, Wen Renxian touched Shui Miaomiao's collar, "This should be something like Bairoudian. Since you are allergic, don't use it in the future. Remember."
"Um."
"I'll take you back."
"Um."
Shui Miaomiao nodded obediently, looked at Wen Renxian's outstretched hand, and grabbed it.
Alas, Shui Miaomiao really wanted to say that she didn't need to be held in hand. The road was not slippery, but in the eyes of Wen Renxian and the others, she was just a child.
Always remind yourself, don't be impatient, the ages here are in decimal, she is still young, she is a child.
Ah, this pretense of guilt.
But in fact, it can't be considered as pretending. She is obviously the same age as Leng Ningchi and the others, but Shui Miaomiao is a few cultivation levels higher than them. I'm sorry, she just looks younger than Leng Ningchi and the others.
In addition to maintenance, if Shui Miaomiao is now under fifteen years old, even those with some shortsightedness will believe it.
Wen Renxian looked at the small hand on his palm and slowly clenched it.
In fact, he didn't want to hold her, he just took a few beats slowly when he retracted his hand. The faint pink on Shui Miaomiao's neck was really eye-catching.
"Let's go, hold on tight, the road is slippery."
The entire journey was silent.
You can already see the gate from the east courtyard where you are temporarily staying.
Shui Miaomiao suddenly slowed down.
There were still some things that had not been explained clearly. Although Shui Miaomiao had always wanted to escape, when she found out that Wen Renxian really didn't intend to ask, Shui Miaomiao began to feel uneasy again.
If Wen Renxian doesn't ask himself, then he has to ask Xianyan Xianzun. Since he has no idea what kind of oil and vinegar Tuoyan Jun has added, Wenrenxian must ask Xianyan Xianzun. It was noisy.
In fact, Shui Miaomiao really underestimated the extent of her injuries in Peach Blossom Spring. Tuo Yanjun couldn't add any exaggeration to the situation. Telling the truth once was enough.
"Master, don't you have anything to ask?" Shui Miaomiao said, breaking the silence.
Wen Renxian was stunned, obviously not expecting Shui Miaomiao to initiate this topic.
"What does Miaomiao want me to ask?"
"Master"
"I'm not angry." Wen Renxian interrupted Shui Miaomiao, "It's my fault as a master. How can I blame you?"
"But"
"I will ask Xianyan Xianzun."
Shui Miaomiao's heart tightened, she just didn't want you to ask Xianyan Xianzun.
"Don't be nervous." Wen Renxian's tone was already very light, and he tried his best to be more gentle. "I just want to know the true extent of Miaomiao's injury. I have no intention of quarreling with the Immortal."
Wen Renxian had finished talking like this. It seemed that he had nothing to say, so he let go of his hand and said, "Ningchi is in there, I don't know if he is awake. I'll take a look first."
Wen Renxian watched Shui Miaomiao withdraw her hand and walk away, then suddenly reached out and grabbed it back, "Miaomiao."
"Huh?" Shui Miaomiao looked back.
"Actually, Xianyan Xianzun is not the mastermind, right?"
Xi Xi pursed his lips, and Shui Miaomiao suddenly realized why Wen Renxian said that he was not angry, because he actually understood that Shui Miaomiao was the one who took the lead in this concealment.
Xian Yanxian Zundao didn't say that Wen Renxian must be concealed from Wen Renxian. He didn't want Wen Renxian to worry about things other than cultivation. But after all, Shui Miaomiao was hurt by that ghost. Wen Renxian could find out as soon as he came out of seclusion. .
Xianyan Xianzun also ignored the harm caused by Brewing Fire Deep Flower to Wenrenxian.
So I didn't expect Wen Renxian to be in seclusion for so long.
Shui Miaomiao is almost as good. As long as you don't check carefully, you can't tell anything...
"In that case, why bother telling Master and causing him trouble?"
Shui Miaomiao's savvy always comes from surprises. For example, she knows that Xianyan Xianzun doesn't want anyone to disturb Wenrenxian.
"Uncle Master, he will see it. He can see the problem with your sense of smell at a glance. I actually never noticed it. You hid it well."
"Because of this, Master paid attention to my sense of smell. He thought this was already the most serious injury."
"Master, what if he goes to inquire about Peach Blossom Spring?"
"Master is not someone who cares about political affairs."
Indeed, Xianyan Xianzun was speechless.
"That's it. Anyway, they are strict with each other, but if it is exposed in the end, I will be the only one to take the blame."
"Then go and tell Master."
"That's all, seclusion didn't help him recover his lost cultivation, so it's better not to bother him." Immortal Master Xianyan stopped Shui Miaomiao.
"I carry it on my back, but I have lived for so long, so I know how bad it feels to be hidden from others."
"What am I hiding from you? About the sense of smell? That's because you didn't ask, Immortal Lord!"
"Oh, it's my fault. You can go down." Immortal Master Xianyan waved his hands, "It's better to hide it from my junior uncle. It's just Shui Miaomiao. You don't hide it from my junior uncle because you don't seem to be considerate of me. You I just don’t want to be cared about. Those little friends of yours may not know the true extent of your injury, so they think it’s good to just raise them up. But that’s a monster. I’m afraid that my junior uncle can’t kill it alone against a monster. If I die at your hands, it’s a miracle that you survive.”
"That's not a demon, that's a spirit." Shui Miaomiao turned around and retorted in a low voice. Ling didn't like people calling her a demon.
"Hey, I know quite a lot..."
Shui Miaomiao really felt that there was no need to make a big deal about the injury. Others couldn't do anything if they knew about it, and they were worried about it for no reason.
From Shui Miaomiao's silence, Wen Renxian had already gotten the answer.
A hint of bitterness filled the corner of his mouth. In the final analysis, he was not qualified to be a master. He was too focused on practicing and retreating, so much so that he ignored Shui Miaomiao and made her not get close to him. Therefore, Miaomiao couldn't even say a word about the Peach Blossom Spring. I have never told myself, and I have never thought of telling myself... I should take more time to teach Miaomiao in person.
"Miaomiao." Mu Cang ran over from nowhere, "Where have you been?"
"Ah, little brother, your bones have been reattached, don't run away."
Shui Miaomiao broke away from Wen Renxian's hand and helped Mu Cang.
