Shui Miaomiao hugged the Thousand Feather Crane cloak tightly and rubbed her hands. The cold air on Leng Ningchi's body was completely different. Shui Miaomiao felt that her hands were about to fall off, and she subconsciously used her spiritual power to resist. Is it because you have broken through the transformation stage?
Shui Miaomiao could bear the loss, but if she took a step back, Leng Ningchi's sensitive temperament would have to think about something more.
"Do you know Leng Ningchi?"
Wang Hongying stepped forward to talk. Shui Miaomiao glanced at her and replied succinctly, "Friend."
Wang Hongying laughed and said, "I never heard Leng Ningchi mention it before. I thought Leng Ningchi had no friends."
After looking towards Shui Miaomiao and taking a quick look, Wang Hongying continued, "You have frost on your body, so stay away from her."
Shui Miaomiao frowned slightly. This person must be Leng Ningchi's classmate. Why was his words full of yin and yang? He wanted to retort a few words, but Nong Yanhui came over with people from the government office, and Wang Hongying went to deal with it.
The two cold bodies were still lying in the middle of the inn.
"Hey." Shui Miaomiao glanced down unintentionally, covered her mouth, and turned away.
It's really not her problem. Shui Miaomiao has seen a lot of dead people, and there are all kinds of horrors, but it's really rare to see something so fresh, with blood still pouring out.
The people in the government office were very talkative, and the person who died was also a well-known scoundrel in the town.
After dragging the body and cleaning up the blood stains, the people from the government office said with a straight face, "Don't do this in the town again."
When an official office faces a sect, it is still a large sect, so it is just a decoration.
It was established by the Immortal Alliance in order to maintain peace in various towns and make money on the side. If someone kills someone outside the city, there is no need to report it to the official office.
Seeing that they were all women, the people in the government office kindly mentioned, "These are all people who are fooling around with Wang Ren of the Giant Spirit Sect. If you can, you should leave as soon as possible."
"Hmph." A cold voice came from Leng Ningchi's room.
Shui Miaomiao couldn't tell whether it was a smile, a taunt or something else. She just felt cold. Leng Ningchi, who had changed his clothes, appeared at the door of the room and glanced at the people downstairs.
The people in the government office immediately silenced themselves and left without stopping.
Leng Ningchi changed into a soft stone green dress. Perhaps subconsciously, she wanted to dilute the coldness on her body, but she seemed to have forgotten that she did not change out of the blood-dropped veil.
Shui Miaomiao debated whether to give a reminder or not, but was afraid of misunderstanding.
This mentality is wrong.
Where did the estrangement between the two come from?
Such a reunion was very strange, but it was not a big problem. Shui Miaomiao was determined to adjust, so she heard Wang Hongying shout loudly, "Ningchi went to change the veil. If it is stained with blood, it will scare people."
Leng Ning nodded slightly as she listened, but didn't really want to move. She rolled her eyes and saw Shui Miaomiao beside her.
Shui Miaomiao clearly watched how the indifference in Leng Ning's eyes turned to shock and panic. Then she pulled off the bloody veil on her face and retreated into the room.
This set of operations made Shui Miaomiao stunned.
Did she just see herself?
Leng Ningchi became cold and stunned. Did the cold air freeze her brain?
However, that panicked and shy look was the Leng Ning Chi whom Shui Miaomiao knew, but only when Leng Ning Chi saw Shui Miaomiao.
It was quiet in the inn.
This Wangdu Inn, which the vegetable seller said was the best and most prosperous, was so quiet at the moment that it didn't feel like being in a busy city at all.
Don’t they all say that there are three women in one drama?
There are four women at this table.
He Meiguan went back to her room by herself. She should have adjusted her mentality. Even the murderer couldn't accept it. She was doused with blood and drank a lot.
Nong Yanhui wanted to take care of him, but Wang Hongying motioned with his eyes to stay, and they formed a mahjong table.
Shui Miaomiao also saw it.
They were all afraid of Leng Ningchi, but they all listened to Wang Hongying's words.
With such big eyes and small eyes, there is nothing to talk about.
Shui Miaomiao stood up and grabbed Leng Ningchi's hand, asking her to chat alone.
Uh, didn't catch it.
Leng Ning Chi closed his hands quickly, subconsciously without thinking. This was already a habitual action. Leng Ning Chi didn't feel anything was wrong. Shui Miaomiao didn't recover for a moment.
Wang Hongying burst into laughter, covered her face and said, "Ning Chi doesn't like outsiders touching her. You probably don't know that."
"Shut up!" Shui Miaomiao is not a good-tempered person. She has heard Wang Hongying's strange temper several times. Leng Ning wonders if she doesn't like outsiders touching her!
We used to go out together on the street, and she liked holding hands together the most.
Sometimes if Shui Miaomiao lets go of her hand because she likes something, Leng Ning is so crazy that she won’t say anything and just looks at you quietly, making you feel guilty and making you think about it and try to save her again. superior.
Leng Ningchi is not a proactive person. She is always afraid of causing trouble for others, but she will look forward to it a little.
As soon as it arrived, the coldness spread.
Leng Ningchi must reject those who come closer.
It would be even more distressing if someone accidentally got frostbite. For fear of causing unnecessary disputes, Leng Ningchi gradually learned to avoid everyone without being rude.
Shui Miaomiao never thought that one day, she would have to rely on Feng Ruxun's body technique to successfully pounce on Leng Ningchi.
Shui Miaomiao was determined and threw her weight away. If Leng Ningchi continued to hide, she would have only one option: fall to the ground.
Leng Ningchi held Shui Miaomiao, looking blank, and murmured, "Han."
"What?" Shui Miaomiao pretended not to hear and said loudly, grabbing Leng Ningchi, "It's really been a long time since we last seen each other. Let's go back to our room and chat privately. There are so many outsiders, so it's inconvenient."
Leng Ningchi glanced at Wang Hongying and Nong Yanhui, and nodded. Was this acquiescing to Shui Miaomiao's words?
Nong Yanhui didn't have much reaction. Leng Ningchi had always been cold and cold towards everyone, so he was a little different towards this woman who suddenly appeared.
Wang Hongying was very angry. She had seen Leng Ningchi's previous downfall.
She had a vicious eye and knew that Leng Ningchi was a good prospect, so she took advantage of the situation, climbed on his lap, and was able to walk sideways in the Wanhuang Sect.
It can be said that she, Wang Hongying, must bear at least one-third of the responsibility for Leng Ningchi becoming what she is now.
Wang Hongying didn't think there was any problem with this. Survival in the sect depended on more than just hard fists. Shui Miaomiao's sudden appearance gave Wang Hongying a sense of crisis. Her thigh seemed to be about to run away.
"Go and see if Anna Mae is freshened up. Okay, you two should take care of that beekeeper girl quickly. If the soft one doesn't work, then use the hard one!"
Shui Miaomiao hung on Leng Ningchi and was taken back to the room by Leng Ningchi.
"Is not It Cold?"
After returning to the room, Leng Ningchi immediately lit the heating lamp and poured hot tea for Shui Miaomiao.
She has already recognized the reality and no longer deceives herself and others and ignores the coldness on her body. Someone will be able to bear it.
"not bad."
In the room, Leng Ningchi took off her veil, and Shui Miaomiao observed her expression. She was no longer as coaxable as before, "I can resist it with my spiritual power. I just have to see if others are willing."
"Yes." Leng Ningchi was still worried.
"It's been so long. I'm no longer the one who feels uncomfortable whenever I use my spiritual power. You don't have to explode whenever you hear Wang Ren."
