What's this?
Seeing the fire in her pupils, Yatong covered her right eye. Before she could understand, Tongba suddenly shot at the table and stood up.
It's the Hehuan Sect, the Hehuan Sect in the fire.
"I'll come find you another day." Regardless of whether it's true or not, if this is really a foreshadowing of the future, even if joining the Hehuan Sect is deliberately designed, it is a fact that all the existing girls of the Tong clan worship the Hehuan Sect. Tong Bao doesn't dare to bet. After saying these words, he left in a hurry.
After Yatong saw that Tongba had left, she breathed a sigh of relief, covered her right eye and leaned against the wall to relax for a long time, when her hands finally stopped shaking.
She walked towards the bed, picked up the pupil that fell on the ground, blew away the ashes, put it back on Leng Ningchi's left hand, stepped on the mess in the room, and left.
Shui Miaomiao raised her eyebrows when she heard the door closing, but she was not in a hurry to get up.
Seriously, are you two just going to leave like this and ignore the broken dresser and dented walls in this room?
Are we planning to wait until we wake up and treat it as sleepwalking?
Tong Ba left in a hurry. She thought Ya Tong would handle all this, but Ya Tong didn't expect it at all.
It was somewhat inconvenient to walk in the dark with one eye covered.
"Go there?"
Mu Ran's voice sounded from behind, and Yatong froze.
"Master, seeing that you haven't returned for a long time, asked me to come look for you and turn around."
Yatong didn't move, and Mu Ran didn't urge him.
After being silent for a long time, Yatong turned around.
Mu Ran, who was leaning against the tree, straightened up in an instant, took a few steps forward, and said in a slightly angry tone, "What's going on? Who did it?"
'It was too dark and I hit a tree while walking. After holding it in for a long while, Yatong made up an extremely lame excuse.
She shouldn't have asked this question. Ming knew Yatong wouldn't tell her, so Mu Ran said angrily, "Come here, let me take a look."
'There's blood. Yatong turned her head and couldn't open her covered right eye. Blood flowed out of it and wet her sleeves.
Taking a deep breath, Mu Ran took out something from his arms and put it under the tree, "Come here, bandage it yourself, and answer the question I just asked, where did you go?"
Shui Miaomiao began to rejoice that she didn't get up, it was really wise.
Mu Ran looked around the room and muttered to himself, "The wall can be restored, but it's just this dressing table and this stool. It's really not easy to find the same one over there."
"By the way, the breathing of a fainted person does not have to be very slow, but it must be steady. The body cannot be too stiff and must be relaxed."
Are you talking to yourself?
"I restored the wall for you. Why don't you identify this dressing table."
Great, this is talking to yourself.
How should she react? Shui Miaomiao decided to continue pretending to be dizzy, maintaining the mentality of deceiving herself that as long as you don't come over and pull me, I will be dizzy.
"Excessive spiritual stones added to the heating lamp will cause a fire. Please wait until later. Remember." Mu Ran put down a bag of high-grade spiritual stones in front of the heater.
Then the footsteps gradually faded away and stopped at the door, "Also, Liu Ding, everyone loves Yatong the most. Has she done anything harmful to the world? If not, please keep your mouth shut. If so, please tell the teacher. I’ll take care of it myself.”
Probably not. Anyway, listening to the conversation between her and Tong Ban, it seemed that someone was doing harm to the Tong clan, and there was also the witch surname of the Tong clan, going around and around, making me confused.
Shui Miaomiao opened one eye and stared at those pupils, but Tongbi didn't say anything.
However, Shui Miaomiao felt sick when she thought of that material.
Wait, Shui Miaomiao suddenly had a bad association. I heard Leng Ningchi say that Shutong and the book called Mingce were brought back by Yatong on the same day, but Shutong gave her one. , the fate policy was handed over to Leng Ningchi after coming to Yaocheng.
So may I ask what this life policy is made of?
He rubbed his hands together nervously, the feeling really felt like a destiny.
With a sound of "Ouch", Shui Miaomiao vomited, covering her chest and vomiting uncontrollably.
Mu Ran was stunned for a moment, then showed disgust and quickly left the room. It seemed that Mu Ran didn't just hate blood.
There are some weird things happening every day.
Getting up from the ground, Shui Miaomiao poured herself a cup of herbal tea, rinsed her mouth, and murmured in her heart.
The Saint Yuan Ancestor dared to mess around in private among them.
Shui Miaomiao fell into a misunderstanding. Everyone thought that the Saint Yuan Ancestor was gone. Who would have thought that such a dignified ancestor would be huddled in a small yard raising rabbits instead of doing business.
And I seem to have more free time recently, and I am planning to start an extracurricular class to pass the time.
The witch surname of the Tong clan.
Shui Miaomiao sat in front of the warm lamp, flipping through "The Great View of the World of Gods and Demons". It was very good, but even a few words of introduction could not be found. Shui Miaomiao couldn't help but start to doubt.
Is "A View of the Realm of Gods and Demons" really the most complete information book as everyone says? What you want is nothing.
There are detailed records of the history of their fortunes in the "Grand View of the World of Gods and Demons" of the Hundreds of Immortal Sects.
But for the Tong family, Shui Miaomiao frowned, wondering if it was because of her overthinking that the Tong family's family history recorded on it was much later than many other families.
A home halfway out?
But according to Yatong, the Tong family should have a longer history.
Was it forgotten or erased.
Shui Miaomiao yawned. Sure enough, this person would easily get sleepy when reading. Looking back at Leng Ningchi on the bed, she really felt that the cold air around Leng Ningchi was gone. Otherwise, she would have been unable to bear it if she had just pretended to be dizzy for a long time.
If there's no cold, it's not impossible to sleep together, right?
Sitting on the ground, Shui Miaomiao hugged her knees and buried her head, letting others put out the fire. She did so. After all, she felt that there would be no good in telling this matter.
Neither Yatong nor Tongba had the intention to harm themselves or Leng Ningchi.
only.
"Playing with fire and urine on the bed."
"You peed on the kang, but your whole family peed on the kang." Shui Miaomiao rolled her eyes angrily. If she had known this would happen, she might as well have demolished her home while she was sleepwalking.
"The heater lamp is on, otherwise the fire wouldn't be so difficult to extinguish." Lan Jixuan came over and patted Hua Yixian on the shoulder. He didn't notice that Shui Miaomiao was in a bad mood now, so don't provoke him.
"Where is Ningchi?" Shui Miaomiao asked, tightening the crane cloak around her body. The fire started, and the place became chaotic. It seemed that she didn't look at Leng Ningchi anymore.
"I just saw the Mute Fairy calling people away." Hua Yixian replied.
"Okay, it's okay, what about little brother?"
"I haven't seen him yet." Hua Yixian said again. He stepped forward and pulled Shui Miaomiao, "Stop sitting here. I'm hungry. I don't need you to put out the fire."
Shui Miaomiao was pulled up by Hua Yixian, looked at Lan Jixuan and asked, "Isn't he living with you?"
"I didn't go back yesterday. Brother Hua seemed to be sleeping with her sister and didn't go back."
"Okay, it seems that little brother is planning to disappear again. Why don't you go get something to eat together?" Shui Miaomiao turned around and asked after being dragged away by Hua Yixian.
Lan Jixuan shook his head, "I have to catch up on some sleep."
He didn't want to go to breakfast, so he just thought he was running away from the battle. He didn't want to get involved in those things. We are all brothers.
"It seems that the fourth brother will not come. That's right. He now has the support of the Saint Yuan Ancestor."
