Shui Miaomiao felt that it was time to scream. The descent was so fast, and the roar of mudslides was still in her ears. It was really unreasonable not to scream.
"Ahhhhh!"
"Tsk, why do you appear so strange every time I see you? Can't you choose a better way?"
There was a sound of "tearing" in his ears, and Shui Miaomiao stopped for three seconds before falling again.
"Ahhhh!" Shui Miaomiao screamed regardless.
"Shut up! I'm holding you back. What's wrong with your eyes?"
Shui Miaomiao listened to this slightly familiar voice. The mudslide on the side was disturbing, and she couldn't distinguish it for a while. She wiped the mud on the black cloth from her eyes, and Shui Miaomiao carefully opened one eye, "Tuo, Tuo Yanjun?"
"Otherwise, who are you thinking of? You haven't said thank you yet."
Ignoring Tuo Yanjun's weird tone, Shui Miaomiao didn't feel excited at all about the aftermath of the disaster, "Can I ask why I feel so cold?"
The Zangjun sword was suddenly stretched out in front of Shui Miaomiao, startling Shui Miaomiao.
"Obviously you were too heavy. Your belt couldn't bear your weight and you died a heroic death."
Shui Miaomiao's eyes twitched. Tuo Yanjun was still so used to using his sword instead of his hand. When Zangjun's sword was wrapped around his belt, no wonder he felt like it was strangling his stomach and made him want to vomit.
That 'tearing' sound was probably the last words of his belt.
"Then may I ask, why do I feel so depressed now?"
"Because I'm holding you by the collar! You idiot! Hurry up."
Tuo Yanjun shook the Zangjun sword twice.
Shui Miaomiao took a deep breath, reluctantly stretched out her hand, and hugged the Zangjun Sword tightly.
When Tuo Yanjun saw this, he immediately let go of his hand and carried it behind his back to avoid it, almost touching the back of Shui Miaomiao's jade-white neck.
Shui Miaomiao's collar was pulled open by Tuo Yanjun. The condescending look was tempting, but this did not reduce the chance that if he touched her, Tuo Yanjun would throw Shui Miaomiao into the mudslide.
Tuo Yanjun soared into the sky, and Shui Miaomiao tightly held the Zangjun sword, fluttering messily in the wind, looking even more embarrassed than when he fell off the cliff.
The mudslide was very fast, and the big trees behind him fell down one after another, and they caught up with Tuo Yanjun in an instant.
Tuo Yanjun arrived as leisurely as if he were taking a leisurely stroll in a courtyard, with one hand behind his back and the other hand holding the Zangjun Sword, swaying in the water.
"I, can we change the way? I'm almost out of energy." Shui Miaomiao's teeth trembled in coldness.
Without Jian Chu, the heavy rain immediately wet Shui Miaomiao. The brightness of the lightning and thunder made it impossible for Shui Miaomiao to open her eyes, and the wind kept getting into her clothes.
Tuo Yanjun frowned when he heard this, "Every time I see you, you become weaker again. Have you practiced in reverse?"
Shui Miaomiao no longer had the energy to argue with Tuo Yanjun.
Tuo Yanjun looked around and quickly located a large tree that had been overturned by a mudslide. He easily landed on the tree and used the tree as a boat to move along the mud.
Only then can we be considered saved.
Shui Miaomiao was placed on a tree by Tuo Yanjun and was able to breathe.
"Can you let go of my sword?"
Shui Miaomiao closed her eyes, holding the Zangjun Sword, and shook her head. The mudslide was much bumpier than the rivers and lakes. Listening to the sound, huge rocks rolled down from time to time, and were knocked away by Tuo Yanjun.
Shui Miaomiao felt that she might fall down at any time and die of suffocation, "I can't sit still."
After a long silence, with only the roar of mudslides in his ears, Shui Miaomiao hugged the Zangjun Sword even tighter.
Suddenly, she felt another breathing sound in front of her, and Shui Miaomiao leaned back in panic.
'Shua' Zangjun's sword was unsheathed. Shui Miaomiao was holding the scabbard, with the hilt of the sword against Shui Miaomiao's back. Lord Tuo Yan squatted silently in front of Shui Miaomiao and seemed to have his arms around her.
Lord Tuo Yan held the scabbard and pulled Shui Miaomiao back, his tone seemed to be impatient, "Sit still."
Swallowing, Shui Miaomiao nodded weakly, but if Lord Tuoyan hadn't suddenly appeared in front of him and scared him, he wouldn't have fallen backwards.
Lord Tuo Yan let go of the scabbard, but the hand holding the hilt was still wrapped around Shui Miaomiao's back. The blade of the sword was inserted into the tree, and the hilt of the sword was pressed against Shui Miaomiao's back, allowing Shui Miaomiao to lean back slightly. Click.
"What's wrong with your eyes?" Tuo Yanjun squatted in front of Shui Miaomiao and asked again. The black cloth was really an eyesore. When Shui Miaomiao fell from the sky, he took a quick glance and almost missed it.
If he hadn't heard that familiar voice, Lord Tuo Yan would not have been kind enough to take action.
It was said that at the place where Shui Miaomiao fell off the cliff, Lord Tuo Yan was watching from a distance just now, as if something was falling down.
But Tuo Yanjun didn't care. He didn't come for a walk in the rain. Due to the heavy rain and mudslides, the man probably lost him after chasing him, but he picked up Shui Miaomiao. The corners of Tuo Yanjun's mouth turned up involuntarily, but it was a pity that Shui Miaomiao didn't see it.
"Excessive use of eyes." Shui Miaomiao made up a nonsensical excuse and picked up the mud dots on the black cloth, "I can't see the light for the time being."
'thorn'
"What's the sound?" Shui Miaomiao asked, feeling Tuo Yanjun untying the cloth around his eyes, "What are you doing!"
Shui Miaomiao wanted to push away, but was afraid of being slapped away, so she could only freeze in place with her hands raised.
"If you can't see the light, your cloth is too thin, and it has been wet by the rain, and it is still full of mud, which is not good if it gets into your eyes." Tuo Yanjun explained in a low voice.
Shui Miaomiao didn't expect that Tuo Yanjun would actually believe his random reasons, which were also well-intentioned. Shui Miaomiao slowly lowered his raised hands.
Seeing Shui Miaomiao being so well-behaved, Lord Tuo Yan couldn't help but smile even more clearly.
Still, Tuo Yanjun tied himself with a thick, opaque cloth. The cloth was soft and not tied too tightly, but now he really couldn't see anything.
However, after completely blocking the light, the pain was really reduced.
"Ah Qiu." Shui Miaomiao rubbed her nose. Tuo Yanjun hesitated for a while and put some clothes on Shui Miaomiao.
Used spiritual power to block the rain.
They are different from Jian Chu and others.
They are special in protecting against rain. When the rain is about to fall on them, it will strangely avoid it and fall on the ground, but it will not fall on people.
The talent of the shark, right?
But monks are different. They can clearly see that they have used spiritual power to gather a cover. When a person is under the cover, the rain falls on the cover, making a beeping sound.
"Why is Lord Yi Yao here?"
"Why are you here?"
Shui Miaomiao and Tuo Yanjun asked at the same time, but they were quiet at the same time.
It felt like a century of silence. Shui Miaomiao couldn't hold it in any longer and said, "How about ladies first?"
Lord Tuo Yan nodded, then remembered that Shui Miaomiao couldn't see him, so he said, "Ask."
"It's still the same question as before, why does Lord Ling appear here?"
"The Hehuan Sect is having a big fire. It lasts for three days and three nights. I'll come over to join in the fun."
"Hehuan Sect? Is this the territory of Hehuan Sect?"
Tuo Yanjun held his head and watched Shui Miaomiao move his nose. He felt that this action was particularly cute. He couldn't see it, so he habitually wanted to smell it, but his sense of smell was not good.
"Otherwise, don't you know this is this?" Tuo Yanjun's hand was moved behind his back, and he resisted the desire to squeeze it and take a look.
"I know this is the way back to the Ancient Immortal Sect."
"So, you were thrown down?"
