Cheng Jinzhi clenched his sword, turned around and stared at Shui Miaomiao with a sinister face, "I'm going to kill you."
Shui Miaomiao showed no fear at all with the long sword lying across his body, "You want to kill people in the Ancient Immortal Sect?"
"You!" Cheng Jinzhi was speechless. His eyes fell on the ancestral tablet on Shui Miaomiao's waist. He chuckled and said contemptuously, "Inner disciple? Then I can still kill one."
Shui Miaomiao ignored Cheng Jinzhi and asked Xuan'er, "Is this Zuowang Peak?"
Xuan'er nodded.
Shui Miaomiao smiled sweetly and held a sword in her arms, "You hurt my people in my territory, and I can actually kill three or four of them."
"Your territory?" Cheng Jinzhi expressed doubts. Isn't Zuowang Peak ownerless?
One person quickly whispered, "Maybe it's the one named Sanshui, the first disciple of Zuowang Peak who was accepted by the sect."
The Ancient Immortal Sect finally vacated a peak. There were so many people who wanted it, and Cheng Jinzhi was no exception.
Of course, they don't want to inherit the mantle of the master of Zuowang Peak. They all want to become the master of the peak on their own. It's even better to have a ready-made peak, and they can also receive the legacy property.
But it was inexplicably wonderful that Zuowangfeng was let out without any warning.
Cheng Jinzhi looked at Shui Miaomiao. His cultivation level was neither high nor low. He was considered to be at an average level among newcomers, but in Cheng Jinzhi's eyes, he seemed to be inadequate. With such a level, how could he be chosen to inherit Wangfeng.
Before the Immortal Alliance organized a unified test of immortal fate in the mortal world, Shui Miaomiao and his group were all called newcomers. It was impossible for the Immortal Alliance to organize very frequently. After all, cultivation resources were limited.
Unless there are a lot of deaths in the world of gods and demons.
"Newcomers, don't be too crazy. We're just a disciple. If something unexpected happens, we can replace you at any time." Cheng Jinzhi threatened.
Shui Miaomiao was unmoved and said with a smile, "Then give it a try."
Asking Xuan'er to step back for fear of accidental injury, Shui Miaomiao walked up lightly, raised his sword and pointed at Jin Zhi and others, "My territory, my people, you are uninvited gangsters. If you make trouble in the Discipline Hall, so will I." Makes sense.”
The smile grew bigger and bigger, but it became more and more sinister, and murderous intent began to spread.
The calves of the two men beside Cheng Jinzhi began to tremble.
"You, just wait for me!" He stuttered a bit. Cheng Jinzhi took a step back unconsciously and said to the person next to him, "Get Diao Gao away."
Being faint is a kind of luck. Diao Gao was carried away by two people.
Cheng Jinzhi couldn't hold himself any longer, turned around and strode away, even stumbling.
For some reason, Cheng Jinzhi felt like he was surviving a disaster. He was actually frightened by a newcomer. But no, how could such a frightening feeling be possessed by a newcomer.
Could it be? She was chosen to inherit Wangfeng Peak because she killed so many people?
Cheng Jinzhi also killed many people, but failed to achieve such power.
Watching everyone leave, Shui Miaomiao would definitely feel aggrieved if she knew what Cheng Jinzhi was thinking. If blood was spilled only by killing someone, then her hands would still be pure.
As for the murderous intention, Shui Miaomiao loves to wander on the edge of life and death from time to time. Those who want to kill her are much more ruthless than this.
"Huh~~ It's okay."
Only when the person was gone did Shui Miaomiao relax, let out a long sigh, and turned to see Xuan'er.
Taking out a handkerchief from her pocket, Shui Miaomiao was going to wipe the blood on Xuan'er's face and check whether the injury was serious, but Xuan'er suddenly knelt on the ground and apologized, "I have caused trouble to Miss Sanshui. ,sorry."
"No, what are you apologizing for? It's them who were wrong." Shui Miaomiao couldn't help but Xuan'er. She stretched out her hand to pull Xuan'er, but Xuan'er refused to get up.
"I shouldn't have gone to that tournament."
"Why shouldn't it be done?" Shui Miaomiao had no choice but to squat down, gently wipe the corners of Xuan'er's mouth, and persuade her, "Don't I feel confident before the future? Why should I apologize if I win by my own ability? Well, you are going to the competition stage to cultivate resources, right?"
"Yes."
"It's because I didn't think well." Glancing at his waist, Shui Miaomiao interrupted Xuan'er, "That's good. From now on, Sanshui's monthly cultivation resources will be given to you."
Anyway, I still have Shui Miaomiao's share, and I don't need any more.
"Yes, you seemed to have said something just now, male favorite? That one who is too tall?"
"Well, I heard people shout that in private."
Shui Miaomiao didn't understand why she was laughing. She covered her mouth to avoid scaring the children. She thought that the two of them didn't have a normal relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend. They were having so much fun!
Shui Miaomiao suddenly felt that her thoughts were like those of an ancient person.
"Miss Sanshui, don't you blame yourself for offending Cheng Jinzhi?"
"What do I blame you for?"
Xuan'er was a little touched, and she didn't want to give in, but Xuan'er thought that Shui Miaomiao would want to settle the matter, and not many people would want to offend Cheng Jinzhi.
Xuan'er didn't know that the most fundamental reason was that Shui Miaomiao didn't know where Cheng Jinzhi came from.
You can raise a 'male pet', so you should be somewhat capable.
But now, Shui Miaomiao has no time to think too much. All she can think about is the word 'male favorite'. She is envious.
"Okay, get up quickly, let's go to the Yaolu to have a look."
"It's just a minor injury, don't bother me." Xuan'er refused, but her face was horribly red and swollen. Shui Miaomiao couldn't stand it anymore, so she picked Xuan'er up.
"Then go back to Renjing Xiaozhu, and I will give you some medicine."
"I don't want to go back." Xuan'er whispered, rejecting Shui Miaomiao's words again and again. This is not good, but Xuan'er really doesn't want to go back. Faced with the cold face of Ninefold Enmity, for some reason, her heart It will hurt, to the point of fainting.
"Then go back and sit on Wangfeng." Shui Miaomiao didn't ask why. He was the most injured person, so he turned around and left. "If you go up from there, you have to show the way down."
"I'd better get down and walk on my own." He only received a few slaps, but his legs were not injured.
"Didn't you say you have to be obedient?"
Xuan'er closed her mouth and lay quietly in Shui Miaomiao's arms.
The hut was neatly tidied by Xuan'er. Shui Miaomiao carefully put Xuan'er on the bed, lit the lamp, pulled a stool and sat in front of the bed, gently holding Xuan'er's chin.
"That's too cruel." Shui Miaomiao said distressedly, taking out medicine from Shui Yingyin's pocket, something to reduce swelling and remove blood stasis, and a little bit of everything. Face is important and cannot be careless.
"Okay, you rest first." Shui Miaomiao pushed Xuan'er on the bed, "You haven't eaten yet, and I haven't eaten either. I'm going to get two dinners."
“I should go!”
Shui Miaomiao walked out of the hut, closed the door, and scratched her head. She didn't know how much Xuan'er had been wronged when she was away. It was true! Ninefold Vengeance doesn’t even look at it...
Jiuchengqiu was practicing swordplay in the courtyard. It was completely dark, but Shui Miaomiao hadn't come back yet. Did she not plan to come back today? You've only been back for a day and are leaving again?
The sword dance was getting faster and faster, and the wooden sword couldn't bear it and broke.
