Lord Tuo Yan stood outside Wenrenxian's tent, his eyes seeming to poke holes in the tent. Didn't one of these two people plan to come out?
After a while, Tuo Yanjun rolled his eyes, held the Zangjun sword tightly, and walked straight into the tent.
His eyes fell on Wen Renxian's hand tightly grasping Shui Miaomiao. Tuo Yanjun frowned at first and then raised his eyebrows forcefully, then raised his head in a frivolous manner, and let out a "tsk" with unknown meaning.
Wen Renxian glanced over and felt panicked, as if someone had told him something. He subconsciously wanted to pull his hand away, but his hand was held tightly by Shui Miaomiao.
This seemed to remind him that there was nothing to panic about, just to protect his apprentice from the wind and cold.
After pressing his heart, Wen Renxian looked calm and slowly took out his hand. After putting Shui Miaomiao's hand under the quilt, he stood up unhurriedly and blocked Tuo Yanjun's sight.
"Is something wrong?"
"It's nothing." Lord Tuo Yan leaned against the door frame of the tent and said cynically, "I'm just wondering what kind of gossip will happen tomorrow about Lord Chengxian. Is it because of innocent intentions, or is it because they are in love, or is it a private give-and-take, I’ve always been content with it.”
"What are they all!" Wen Renxian scolded. He couldn't understand Tuo Yanjun's words. He frowned and looked back at Shui Miaomiao, who was sleeping unconsciously.
Tuo Yanjun sneered, "There are people watching all around. The now famous Sanshui Fairy on your bed is not your apprentice. You stay here all night. If you tell me clearly tomorrow, I will change my surname to yours!"
Wen Renxian fell into silence.
Indeed, the person returning from the South China Sea could only be Sanshui. If it were Shui Miaomiao, a new problem would arise.
Fortunately, Shui Miaomiao arrived at a neighboring seaport late at night. When she was in the sea, her hair was wet and her face was wet, so she couldn't see clearly. After landing, Wen Renxian covered her all the way and carried her back.
Not wanting to admit that he was not as comprehensive as Tuo Yanjun, Wen Renxian looked over and said, "So there won't be any criticism if three people stay in a tent?"
The smile froze at the corner of his mouth, Tuo Yanjun raised the curtain, turned his back to Wen Renxian and said maliciously, "I just want to say something kindly, how chaotic your Ancient Immortal Sect is, what does it have to do with me!"
Tuo Yanjun left the tent with his front feet, and Wenrenxian followed with his hind feet.
In fact, neither the disciple nor Sanshui is suitable to stay in the tent all the time, but the former has a better reason.
The two of them stood outside the tent, looking at each other, and they were both disgusted with each other, but neither of them wanted to look away first, and both vowed to stare at each other to death. They were childishly like whoever looked away first was a puppy. Where is the difference? A little bit of the magnanimity of a spiritual king!
The two stood in front of the tent, just like two door gods, guarding the outside of the tent motionlessly.
The two of them looked at each other 'affectionately' all night, but they never thought that they might be the top gossips tomorrow.
Ignoring the exhausted female fairy who had just returned from the South China Sea, those who exchanged glances outside were sparks flying, lightning and thunder...
This should be Shui Miaomiao's most peaceful night's sleep since the chaos in the South China Sea, and she felt chilled to the core.
Shui Miaomiao had just woken up and was still not clear. She sat up and patted her cheeks, looking around. What was this all about?
I remembered that I returned to the neighboring harbor last night and met Wen Renxian.
In this case, there should be no danger. Shui Miaomiao stretched out and listened to the "click, click, click" sound coming from the bones, which she missed like never before.
I don't know what time it is now. I don't know if Xihai has arrived. Shui Miaomiao slowly gets out of bed and walks out of the tent. He lifts a third of the heavy curtain and reveals half of Shui Miaomiao's sight.
heard movement.
The two people who had been standing outside as door gods all night, Tuo Yanjun took the lead to look away and looked at Shui Miaomiao, but Shui Miaomiao looked at Wen Renxian and was about to shout, "Master"
"Shh." Wen Renxian made a silent gesture, signaling Shui Miaomiao to return to the tent first.
The word 'master' was swallowed back in her throat, and Shui Miaomiao obediently lowered the curtain. Lord Tuo Yan then rushed in front of Wen Renxian, followed him, and started shouting, "Don't you have eyes? Didn't a living person like me not see it? Can’t you speak?”
Shui Miaomiao glanced at Tuo Yanjun who was following him. She had noticed it a long time ago. The two of them were standing outside the tent without restraining their momentum. Anyone who passed by innocently would be frightened to death.
So she doesn't want to talk to you, but Tuo Yanjun is the one who doesn't care whether you talk to her or not.
To keep his ears quiet, Shui Miaomiao looked back and leaned over perfunctorily, "I've met Lord Yi Yao."
Shui Miaomiao responded. Regardless of whether the response was good or bad, Tuo Yanjun felt comfortable anyway. He sat down on the stool swaggeringly and started scolding.
"You are just as stupid as your master. You seemed a bit shrewd before, but now you are getting more and more stupid. I'm afraid you have been with Wen Renxian for a long time, so you'd better come and worship me."
Wen Renxian, who came in later, listened to Tuo Yanjun prying the corner of the wall, and his expression darkened, "Yiyao Lingjun has taken away and discarded countless things from me, but please don't involve Miaomiao. Miaomiao is not an object, and can be She is the only one that Lingjun plays with at will.”
Shui Miaomiao ran behind Wen Renxian and made faces at Lord Tuo Yan.
A person who wants to abduct him every day and makes others angry should not be a tool himself.
And every time she met Tuo Yanjun, she would be kicked or thrown out by him, which was really unpleasant, but she couldn't avoid it, and Shui Miaomiao felt so tired.
"That's not what I meant!" Under Shui Miaomiao's gaze, Tuo Yanjun stood up and felt annoyed at being slandered, but he didn't know how to explain it.
Anyone here will feel that Wen Renxian is right. In the past, he, Tuo Yanjun, had a hand in everything Wen Renxian wanted.
Wen Renxian didn't bother to fight with him, and gave up the things as soon as they were given, but Tuo Yanjun found it boring again. He just thought Wen Renxian had to do it, so he snatched it away, just to see the other person's anger.
But it doesn't seem to be the case this time.
Tuo Yanjun, who was speechless, kicked the table over and sat back down. He dusted off his clothes elegantly and said, "I'm a big-hearted person and don't care about two idiots. That little one, you just wanted to stay in plain clothes." Open your face and go out? Do you know how many eyes are watching from outside!"
"Huh?" Shui Miaomiao was confused after being named.
Well, Sanshui and Shui Miaomiao, she was really stupid and couldn't tell the difference.
What should I do if I have two ID cards but no two faces?
Illusions can be seen through if you are not careful, so it is better to use a mask as the most primitive method.
"I know, I will pay attention to it in the future."
Shui Miaomiao was rummaging around in Shui Yingyin's closet. She didn't like things like veils. She just threw them away every time she used them, not knowing where they went.
It made Shui Miaomiao want to put the colorful silk on her head.
"Use it first, I'll find it for you when I get back."
The veil that Wen Renxian handed over was the one he had used when dressing up in Zhongbei City. It was well kept, unlike Shui Miaomiao's veil that had been wrinkled into pickles after painstakingly pulling it out from the corners.
Shui Miaomiao smiled sheepishly and took the veil from Wen Renxian with both hands.
"Three waters, three waters, three waters."
Shui Miaomiao thought silently in her heart that she was Sanshui and she had to show Sanshui's momentum.
That kind of person who is calm and composed when everything changes... Ahhh, who on earth designed the character of the three-water suit! Shui Miaomiao was a little crazy.
Suddenly, I was particularly reminded of what Le Rongrong said about being a scorpion-hearted person. I had already known that I would take this route.
But the name of Sanshui, an elegant, noble and mysterious female fairy with a look of disdain for all things, has already made Wenrenxian echo from Zhongbei City to the ends of the earth.
