Mr. Tuoyan!
It was Lord Tuo Yan who set the ban!
Hanxiao suddenly felt that killing Shui Miaomiao was not an act of revenge.
She wanted to escape, but she had to break Shui Miaomiao's neck first. This was a very simple thing, and Hanxiao had done it thousands of times.
Only this time, when she met Shui Miaomiao's gaze, her hands were no longer in control. Her purple pupils were charming, but this was not the source of danger, it just delayed her smiling movements.
His legs were trembling, and he knelt down with a smile on his face astonished.
Zhensuiyu added purple pupils, and Shui Miaomiao suppressed all the spiritual power.
"Don't hurt her!"
Shui Miaomiao covered her bleeding neck and shouted loudly.
If Tuo Yanjun hurts his smile, his effect of suppressing Sui Yu will be gone.
"What are you going to do?" Tuo Yanjun withdrew his attack in time and looked at Shui Miaomiao in confusion.
Shui Miaomiao didn't look at Tuo Yanjun from beginning to end, because she had to stare at Hanxiao, otherwise her purple eyes would break away from her.
He took out a bottle from Shui Yingyin, held it tightly in his hand, and slowly placed it on the ground. Inside was the ashes of the white rabbit. This was Shui Miaomiao's original vow, "Kowtow and apologize, I don't care about your lord." What’s the mission, but you shouldn’t kill them.”
"For a bunch of beasts!" He said through gritted teeth with a smile, trying to get her to kowtow and apologize, but there was no way.
Shui Miaomiao put her hand on Hanxiao's shoulder, and she suddenly felt that she had learned Zhensuiyu just for this moment, but her strength was not yet enough and she needed to be exposed to it.
Shui Miaomiao spurted out a mouthful of blood.
With a smile on his face, he stiffly began to kowtow to the bottle, one after another, each one crisply.
Tuo Yanjun put his hands behind his back and resisted his desire to go up and help him.
Shui Miaomiao held on to the mountain wall and walked to the side. She had successfully used her technique and there was no need to stare at Hanxiao. As for how many Hanxiaos she could knock, it all depended on how long she could hold on. Shui Miaomiao tried to stay as far away from Hanxiao as possible.
It would not be good if he lost his focus and gave Hanxiao a chance to fight back.
The tip of Tuo Yanjun's sword touched the ground and landed next to Han Xiao, looking at Shui Miaomiao who was leaning against the wall to steady herself.
Shui Miaomiao covered her throat with one hand, and fumbled with the straps in Shui Yingyin with the other hand, wrapped them tightly around her neck, and bandaged it roughly.
Tuo Yanjun couldn't stand it and said, "You have to take medicine."
Shui Miaomiao shook her head. She had no strength to speak, let alone apply medicine to herself. Besides, applying medicine would irritate herself and she would not be able to maintain her restraint.
No matter how many times I kissed her with a smile, I couldn't relieve her anger.
The reason for killing the White Rabbit and his family turned out to be that the master didn't like it. If he didn't like it, he could just turn a blind eye. The White Rabbit would not follow her master.
At Leng Qiaoxian’s birthday party, did anyone reveal that they didn’t like the white rabbit?
Shui Miaomiao didn't expect that even those who were allergic to hair would restrain their disgust and take a detour after knowing that it was raised by the Saint Yuan Ancestor.
Tuo Yanjun looked at the smile that was bruised and bruised, and suddenly laughed out loud and asked, "Personal grudge?"
"Um."
"This is not like Wen Renxian's style."
Shui Miaomiao didn't want to speak, but she mentioned Wen Renxian and defended in a hoarse voice, "This is my business, what does it have to do with Wen Renxian."
"You are Wenrenxian's disciple." Tuo Yanjun raised his voice and said, "Wenrenxian will kill the most evil people with one sword, but he will laugh off anyone who offends him if they have not committed any serious evil. , never bothering to torture or anything like that, how noble, isn’t it?”
It sounded like Wen Renxian's style. Shui Miaomiao remained silent. She tried her best to suppress the surging blood and cold sweat on her head, dripping down her cheeks in a continuous line.
The wound on the stained cheek throbbed and hurt.
"I thought he would teach you how to forget all grudges with a smile, and pretend to be sanctimonious so that you can be praised by the world."
Listening to Tuo Yanjun's ridicule, Shui Miaomiao chuckled and shook her head. She thought that she would never learn how to forget grudges with a smile in her life, just.
"I think Wen Renxian really doesn't want to argue with those people, and it's not just for some praise."
"That's enough, shut up!"
Tuo Yanjun has known Wenrenxian longer than Shui Miaomiao, so he naturally knows who he is, but this does not stop him from hating him and wanting to ridicule him and see him show his ugly face every moment.
There are many people who defend Wenrenxian, but Tuo Yanjun never cares and always steps on their faces, but he doesn't like Shui Miaomiao saying this, maybe because he sees her as pitiful.
The tie around his neck was stained red with blood.
"Have a rest. If you plan to let her beat her to death like this, it will take some time."
Shui Miaomiao didn't understand where Lord Tuo Yan's sudden anger came from. He raised one eye and looked at Lord Tuo Yan. Then, under Lord Tuo Yan's gaze, his eyes turned black and he fell to the ground.
Tuo Yanjun's heart tightened, and the Zangjun Sword in his backhand was placed on Hanxiao's neck, sinking into three points.
"Don't move, blood will spurt out." Tuo Yanjun's words were full of threats. He knelt on the ground with a smile and did not dare to move, and he had no strength to move.
After a hundred crisp ringings, she was now dizzy, and her eyes were filled with stars.
Tuo Yanjun glanced at the water on the ground, soaked in the rain, and frowned, "Let's fight quickly. Is the person who attracted my attention just now an accomplice..."
Shui Miaomiao felt cold, very cold, but her whole body was weak and her eyelids were as heavy as gold.
Tuo Yanjun sat aside and stared at the blazing flames, smiling after finishing the process. It had only been an hour, and the rain outside the cave was falling as usual, like copying and pasting.
Tuo Yanjun glanced at Shui Miaomiao, who was lying motionless beside him, and clenched his hands. He was surrounded by a sense of powerlessness that he had never experienced before.
Apart from moving Shui Miaomiao from outside the cave to inside the cave, making the fire more prosperous, and making sure she was still breathing weakly, he couldn't do anything useful.
We can't change the dressing for Shui Miaomiao's wound, we can't dry her wet clothes, nothing!
He could instantly evaporate the cold air from his body, but there was nothing he could do without coming into contact with Shui Miaomiao.
If there were talismans... But he never used talismans. Even if he had a few with him, they would definitely be extremely lethal, not the everyday ones that could make the water warm.
The more I think about it, the more upset I become.
Tuo Yanjun punched the wall.
Shui Miaomiao opened her eyes desperately. The movement frightened her, and her heart pounded.
"You're awake!" Tuo Yanjun was so excited that he leaned over.
Shui Miaomiao was still slowly focusing, and after a while, she said in a voice as thin as a mosquito's moan, "Mr. Tuo Yan?"
Lord Tuo Yan nodded, and just before Shui Miaomiao could see him clearly, he regained his former composure, leaned back against the wall, folded his arms in front of his chest, like an old man, "Get up and take care of your wound, it's an eyesore." , very annoying."
"I, I don't have the strength." Shui Miaomiao said the words with difficulty, each word hurting the wound on her neck, "Just help me, I can lend you some strength."
The pupils dilated slightly for a moment. Tuo Yanjun turned his head and sneered, "I think you'd better wake up quickly and confirm what you said. I'm not your nanny. I don't have the patience to stay here to prevent you from being eaten by something. !”
