It has a slight taste of sea salt in the mouth, followed by refreshing sweetness and a cooling taste. One bite is refreshing.
But what Wen Renxian cares more about is the flowing spiritual power, which is very gentle, like drizzle, moistening things silently, and the spiritual power is integrated into the body without any conflict.
It's a good thing.
Feeling the endless aura, Wen Renxian guessed that this was probably the rare deep-sea nectar fruit that grows in the depths of the sea.
Rejected the deep sea nectar fruit that Shui Miaomiao offered again.
Wen Renxian felt that Shui Miaomiao needed this thing more. Although Shui Miaomiao definitely thought it tasted good, the spiritual power it provided was gentler than the forged spirit stone and did not require artificial absorption.
Just because Shui Miaomiao didn't say anything, it didn't mean that Wen Renxian didn't find out.
They, master and disciple, were in the same boat. It was a strange fate that they both suffered serious injuries and could not recover.
Wenrenxian suppressed the huge waves in order to activate Huohai Mountain, and his spiritual power was endlessly overdrawn, but his meridians were still good and there was no loss, so it just needed time.
Shui Miaomiao is different from Wen Renxian. Shui Miaomiao relied on the power of Merman's Tears, the environment of Xanhai Yilin, and his sudden fierce temper. He just didn't want that voice to get his wish and throw away Fuhaishan. go out.
It seemed that nothing was wrong at that time, and indeed nothing was wrong, if Shui Miaomiao had not spit out her tears soon.
In Shui Miaomiao's current state, every time she uses spiritual power, even a little bit, her meridians will swell and hurt, which is not unacceptable.
That is, all the time, the tormented person wants to go crazy, and half of her spiritual power is used by "The Record of Killing the Yuanshan Creation" to repair the damage to her meridians.
It's really strange.
Shui Miaomiao doesn't know if there is any problem with this kind of mental method that can go against one's own will. You said its purpose is to heal injuries, and it works day and night, without any time to breathe.
As the subject of treatment, Shui Miaomiao felt that this was more of a torture. After being tortured, she really didn't have much mind to think about other things.
Bringing Jian Chu back to Chu Hongyun was the motivation for her to stay here.
Shui Miaomiao thought she performed quite well.
But there was a giant whale named Pangpang who discovered something was wrong with her early and brought her the deep sea nectar. Animals are more sensitive than humans.
Wen Renxian also noticed it and pushed Shui Miaomiao's hand back, "I don't like the taste. Eat more."
Because the spiritual power contained is gentle, there is no need for any quantity limit.
Shui Miaomiao was carrying a bunch of deep-sea nectar fruits and looked at Wen Renxian with some doubts. Whether they taste good or not is one thing. They should be taken as tonics.
This is a good thing. Even if Shui Miaomiao is not as knowledgeable as Wenrenxian and cannot recognize it, he can still feel the gentle and easy-to-absorb spiritual energy.
Shui Miaomiao pondered whether to force Wen Renxian to drink it.
Wen Renxian felt the concern and chuckled, but still used the same excuse, "I don't like it."
Shui Miaomiao couldn't help it, everyone said they didn't like it.
He bit off the fruits without thinking, one by one, and the juice flowed freely. Wen Renxian looked on and even wanted to go into the sea to catch some and prepare them for Shui Miaomiao, but unfortunately he couldn't do it now...
"Axi, what's the point of joining in the fun? One or two..." Shui Miaomiao stood on the second floor of the fairy ship slightly irritably, looking at the people below, scratching his head frantically.
Hua Yixian yelled that the boat was too small and the shaking made him dizzy, and the bed was not soft enough.
The veins on Shui Miaomiao's head were hopping.
The day before she left, she thought it was just her and Wen Renxian, and maybe there was someone Wen Renxian had used to trick Tuo Yanjun, who was working as a bodyguard, in some unknown way.
As a result, it was all taken with me.
Lan Jixuan persuaded him earnestly from the side. Now that the wind is blowing and there is heavy fog from time to time, this kind of boat structure is more suitable for long-distance travel.
The disadvantage is that it is a bit small, so two people need to share a room.
Closing the folding fan and tapping the black marks under his eyelids, Lan Jixuan looked at Hua Yixian, "Also, I don't care if you snore at night."
"You're the one snoring!"
How can a fairy snore? Shui Miaomiao silently added the second half of Hua Yixian's sentence in her heart.
Lan Jixuan lightly waved the fan in his hand and raised a faint smile, which made Hua Yixian feel a chill. "I've recorded it, Brother Hua, please listen to it."
"You, you are boring enough!" Hua Yixian tossed his sleeves and left.
Lan Jixuan shook his head in amusement, looked at Shui Miaomiao standing on the second floor naturally, and waved, "But it's quiet?"
Shui Miaomiao sighed silently in her heart, put on a faint smile, and nodded. Without Hua Yixian's complaints, her head was feeling much better.
"I haven't found the time yet. I would like to thank Miaomiao for the fan. I like it very much." Lan Jixuan unfolded the folding fan and waved it towards Shui Miaomiao.
Shui Miaomiao waved his hand, and there were things hidden in Shui Yingyin.
The name of the folding fan is 'Huan'. '
Remembering what was promised in Yaocheng, Lan Jixuan was short of a fan, and Hua Yixian was also short of Lan Jixuan's fan.
However, Hua Yixian returned it early. It is really a bright red folding fan. You should be lucky that the flower color on it is not a brocade of peonies, but wintersweet embroidered with gold thread.
The materials and craftsmanship of the things Hua Yixian sent are naturally of the highest quality. Hua Yixian tested them when he sent them, and they cut iron like clay.
But could Lan Jixuan take it out? Obviously he couldn't. Shui Miaomiao wanted to know what Lan Jixuan's mentality was when he accepted the fan.
Let’s not talk about the fan given by Hua Yixian, let’s talk about the fan given by her.
I wanted to use it as a thank you gift for helping me look up so much information, so of course it would be better. Shui Miaomiao only found it out after digging around in Shui Yingyin.
But at that time, when she first saw it, Shui Miaomiao thought it was another unnecessary thing that Andiyun and the others had casually put in.
The paper is a little yellowed, and this simple landscape painting looks ordinary.
The material is very light when you pick it up. The only advantage is that it is not moldy yet and has the fragrance of bamboo.
Shui Miaomiao threw the folding fan out of Shui Yingyin and occupied the seat.
There were already several fans lying on the ground, with different shapes.
After all, Lan Jixuan uses a fan as a weapon, so he has to find a good one.
Shui Miaomiao chose what kind of iron ore the material should be made of. Waving it could make a sound that cut through the wind. Lan Jixuan, who called out, took a look at the abandoned one underground.
Strangely enough, when the fan was in Lan Jixuan's hands, its appearance slowly changed.
The ink-dyed blue smudges from the surface of the fan. There is no painting, but it feels more majestic and elegant than any other landscape.
Don't stare for too long, you'll get sucked in.
Shui Miaomiao thought about it now. That face was like the first time she looked straight into Lan Jixuan's eyes. She was clearly in a state of embarrassment at the bottom of the pit, but she still acted in a measured and calm manner.
It's a pity that she has only seen those eyes once. Now Lan Jixuan is more reserved, and only the emotions he wants to express appear in his eyes.
Same goes for fans.
Why call it 'phantom'.
Because it can be changed according to the owner's wishes.
At this time, what Shui Miaomiao saw on the folding fan that Lan Jixuan was shaking was a picture of a red sun dispersing dark clouds. Shui Miaomiao was both moved and wanted to sigh.
Really, when she thought of giving the fan, the reason was to say that this matter was over, thank you for what you did for her.
I don't want you to follow me, for fear of being in danger.
As a result, no one obeyed, and she and Wen Renxian became the last people to board the ship.
Regarding Jian Chu's matter, she said nothing and could not say anything, but it could be seen from what happened in the South China Sea that it was very dangerous.
It's not your business, but everyone rushes in, which is heartwarming and worrying at the same time.
