"Pearl." The tallest woman grabbed hold of the irritable one and wanted to rush up to Shui Miaomiao, who was biting Pearl, and saluted, "Girl, we have no bad intentions, we saved the girl."
"Ha." Shui Miaomiao laughed sarcastically.
"It seems that the young master has bad eyesight." Wei Yang, who was being taken as a hostage, suddenly said and glanced at Shui Miaomiao coolly.
The water scattered on the ground gathered into an arrow and struck Shui Miaomiao.
Shui Miaomiao leaned back, Weiyang grabbed Shui Miaomiao's wrist and snatched the dagger from his hand.
The dagger turned into water and Weiyang missed it. Shui Miaomiao hit Weiyang with an elbow, grabbed Weiyang and spun around in a circle, and used his arm to restrain Weiyang.
Shui Yingyin turned into a dagger again and held it in front of Wei Young.
Shui Miaomiao has never understood how weak she is in the eyes of everyone. Because of her weak body, she ignores her cultivation that is higher than her peers, and although it is not much, it is all gained from life and death experience. ?
He had never killed anyone before, but he didn't need to, but it didn't mean that Shui Miaomiao wouldn't kill him. The arrow from Shui Ning went straight to the center of his eyebrows, and it was a dead blow.
Slowly tightening his arms, Shui Miaomiao said with an increasingly cold tone, "Who is the young master in your mouth? This and that? What is the purpose?"
"You crazy woman!" The girl named Zhenzhu rushed over with two water balloons in her hands, "Sister Chisu said, it was the young master who saved you! You are still biting me like this!"
"Shut up." A clear male voice sounded, and the water ball in Pearl's hand exploded instantly.
"Ah!" Pearl screamed. Shui Miaomiao tightened her arms again and looked at the faint blue light coming from Pearl's body. She squinted her eyes to see more clearly.
The tall, well-known woman quickly took Pearl into her arms, covered it with her sleeves, and moved back.
Shui Miaomiao looked at the people walking in, couldn't help but let go, and shouted in surprise, "Jian, Jian Chu?"
Jian Chu, who pursed his lips and looked slightly displeased, laughed instantly after hearing Shui Miaomiao's voice.
Even with a white cloth covering her eyes, Shui Miaomiao could still feel the burning gaze.
Jian Chu's joy was beyond words, "Sanshui, we meet again."
Pearl had never heard Jian Chu speak in such a relaxed and happy tone, but he was angry but because he was tightly wrapped by Chi Su, he could only kick his legs.
"Don't go down yet." Jian Chu looked back.
Chi Su hesitated for a moment, looked at Shui Miaomiao and said, "Wei Young is still in her hands."
Jian Chu seemed to realize that Wei Young was being held hostage by Shui Miaomiao.
Weiyang felt the force on her neck loosen a little, and she broke away instantly and hit Shui Miaomiao's waist.
"It hurts." Shui Yingyin fell to the ground. Shui Miaomiao pushed Wei Young down and threw herself beside the bed, speechless. After seeing Jian Chu, she relaxed, but she didn't know she was careless.
"Sanshui!" Jian Chu strode to the bedside, helped Shui Miaomiao, and said gently, "Are you okay?"
Shui Miaomiao covered her waist and shook her head.
Jian Chu looked at Wei Young, "I said I would take good care of her, and you agreed."
"Me." Weiyang bit her lip tightly. She fetched water and came to tell the girl to get up. She was not thoughtful. She threatened her with a knife first.
The wound on his neck was still bleeding.
Chi Su glanced at the person behind him and whispered, "Zhu Pan."
The girl named Zhu Pan hurriedly stepped forward and helped Wei Young up.
Weiyang lowered her voice and said, "I made the girl misunderstand and hurt the girl. Please forgive me."
"No, it's okay." Shui Miaomiao held Jian Chu's hand and sat up, "I was too reckless."
Shui Miaomiao picked up Shui Yingyin on the ground. Jian Chu, who was squatting beside the bed and looking at Shui Miaomiao at eye level, picked up Shui Yingyin and handed it out.
"Thank you." Shui Miaomiao said softly, taking out the medicine from Shui Yingyin, "I have a good wound medicine here, which can guarantee that there will be no scars."
Jian Chu looked up and discovered the wound on Wei Young's neck. He stood up suddenly, held Shui Miaomiao's gaze, and pushed Shui Miaomiao's hand back.
"They are all minor injuries and don't require any medicine."
Jian Chu looked back at Wei Young, glanced at the wet skirt, and said nervously, "If you don't go down yet, your clothes are all wet. Go and change quickly."
Weiyang looked at Jian Chu, opened her mouth, and finally only replied, "Yes."
Pushing Zhu Pan's hand away, Wei Yang walked towards the door with a strange pace.
Shui Miaomiao tilted her head and looked at her. Did he hurt her leg during the fight?
Jian Chu stepped forward and closed the door tightly.
"Sanshui."
Jian Chu squatted in front of the bed, looked straight at Shui Miaomiao, and slowly untied the white cloth from his eyes.
She was still as stunning as the first time she saw her, her blue eyes were clean and pure, and only her own reflection seemed to be deeply engraved in them.
Jian Chu grabbed Shui Miaomiao's hands and looked at her quietly, with only her in his eyes.
When Jian Chu came up, he expressed his feelings straight away. Shui Miaomiao couldn't even do it anymore. What he wanted to say and what he wanted to ask were all confused in his mind.
"I miss you in the morning, and I miss you in the evening."
Jian Chu smiled tenderly and with nostalgia, "I was planning to go to the Ancient Immortal Sect to find you when everything was settled. I didn't expect to meet you here. Do you think this means we are destined to be together?"
"Ha, haha." Shui Miaomiao laughed dryly and tried hard to take out his hand. Jian Chu's eyes were full of disappointment, and he let go slightly in despair.
He didn't want to make Sanshui unhappy, but there was one thing he would never give in to.
Withdrawing her hand, Shui Miaomiao moved her body back, grabbed the pillow on one side and put it between the two of them.
She didn't know how she could be so hard-hearted. Those blue eyes were trembling as if they were about to break. Shui Miaomiao lowered her head to avoid Jian Chu's gaze.
The room became silent, but the heat on Shui Miaomiao's face could not dissipate. Shui Miaomiao had never been looked at by a man so affectionately before, and her heart was beating fast.
But Shui Miaomiao knew that this had nothing to do with love, it was simply because a man was too close to her.
Emotionally, Shui Miaomiao doesn't like to lie or hang around. She likes to explain things clearly, although feelings are often the most unclear things.
But I have never been attracted to Jian Chu. This matter is clear and can be distinguished.
When Shui Miaomiao felt that Jian Chu looked like a young master, it was impossible for her to be moved. Every glance she took may be subtle but full of memories.
He was the first person Shui Miaomiao met when he came down the mountain, the jade young man who could die for love and live for love.
Shui Miaomiao, who was still thinking about his words, looked at Jian Chu who stood up, and suddenly felt that he might have lost the opportunity.
Jian Chu didn't like Shui Miaomiao's look. Who was she looking at through him? Jian Chu covered his eyes again and said, "Sanshui, you are resting. If you want to eat, just ask me to buy it. Wait for me to get the food here." Once the matter is settled, I will take you back to see my mother."
"No!" Shui Miaomiao raised her head and looked at Jian Chu in shock, "Why, why do you want to see your mother? I think we may not be on the right track."
"Sanshui must have forgotten." Jian Chu interrupted Shui Miaomiao and knelt on the bed with one leg, leaning forward with a sense of oppression, "You said it yourself, if we meet again someday, are you sure you will still There is this kind of emotion...”
"And I am sure that I love you just as I did that day when we first met. You fell from the sky and smashed into my heart. From then on, you and the waves appeared in my life as calm as the dead sea."
