Shui Miaomiao's back was gradually submerged by falling snowflakes.
Leng Ning Chi grabbed the pendant on her neck. There was no longer any coolness in her hand. Without hesitation, she bit her finger and squeezed out blood and dripped it onto the pendant.
The cold air instantly filled up the whole body again, but this time it was different. The cold air was extremely biting and the cold air hit her regardless of life and death. She almost shouted. Leng Ningchi bit her lip tightly, she didn't want to make a fool of herself.
Mu Cang didn't notice anything unusual. He just made sure that Leng Ningchi was lying back, and then looked at the door, waiting for the door to be pushed open.
After shivering for a while, Leng Ningchi finally recovered.
She still had something to ask, so she held the pendant tightly and started to use the skills of the Saint Yuan Ancestor Religion. She became obsessed and lost her way in the ice and snow. She was shocked to realize that she could not find the Ice Palace...
"Brother, why don't you call me? It's already so late." Shui Miaomiao appeared sleepily at the door of the room, scratching her head. She was still not quite awake and spoke softly, "I'll guard it, little brother." It’s time for you to rest.”
Because she found Leng Ningchi and confirmed that Wenrenxian could be cured, it was rare for Shui Miaomiao to have a dreamless sleep.
"No, she's awake. I was about to call you." Mu Cang kept staring at the door. When Shui Miaomiao pushed the door open, he stood up, not afraid that Leng Ningchi would fall asleep again.
It was impossible for Leng Ning to fall asleep again, and she had been practicing her breathing skills and calming down her anxiety that she could not find the Ice Palace.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Leng Ningchi really didn't want to give Mu Cang face, and couldn't bear Shui Miaomiao's worry, so he had no choice but to lift the quilt and slowly sit up.
Shui Miaomiao, who was sleeping at the door, had blushing cheeks. When she saw Leng Ningchi, she smiled. It was silly, but extremely true, and could drive away all unhappiness.
"I'm going to make porridge." Mu Cang took the initiative to leave, leaving the room to the two ladies.
Shui Miaomiao was confused and watched Mu Cang's back. In the end, Leng Ning couldn't stand it anymore and pulled Shui Miaomiao closer to the room and closed the door.
"Are you ok?"
"Okay." Shui Miaomiao picked up the cold tea on the table and was about to wake herself up when Leng Ningchi reached out to stop her.
"You?" Leng Ningchi knew Shui Miaomiao's temper and said directly, "Why did you run away yesterday?"
"Because I have found a way to deal with it, I have no choice but to leave you behind. First of all, that place is not good, so I have to find it..."
"Nonsense!" Leng Ningchi interrupted Shui Miaomiao's nonsense and turned away.
She clearly knew how dangerous the skeleton was, and Yatong's teaching method was to throw Leng Ningchi into various dangerous environments so that she could experience near-death and then unleash her various potentials.
But no danger could compare to this one. When the bones pinched her neck, her hair trembled horribly. It was different from the feeling of dying. It was a feeling of powerlessness that was eaten alive by fear, so that she didn't even want to ask the skeletons. Here comes the story, I just hope we never meet again in the future.
Shui Miaomiao grabbed Leng Ningchi's hands and shook them gently, "Everyone is fine now."
"I'm not stupid." Leng Ningchi turned over Shui Miaomiao's hand, looked at the scars in her palm that had not faded away, and carefully stroked it.
It would be fine if Shui Miaomiao simply ran. Is it necessary to use it like this?
She has always been protected by Shui Miaomiao. Leng Ningchi also wanted to protect Shui Miaomiao. She used to have low cultivation level, but now she is in the transformation stage and has experienced the catastrophe. Why is Shui Miaomiao still protecting her?
"So what did he tell you?" He couldn't be found in the Ice Palace, and Leng Ningchi knew there was a connection.
"Who?" Shui Miaomiao really didn't react. Under Leng Ningchi's silent gaze, her brain was working crazily to find the answer, "So he is your patron saint, Ningchi!"
"He's not, he hurt you."
Shui Miaomiao wanted to say that it couldn't be calculated that way, but he just said one sentence. If he didn't want to, he couldn't force anything.
But it seemed that these words were more likely to add fuel to the fire. Shui Miaomiao squeezed Leng Ningchi's hand and asked her to look at him and listen to him.
"But the result is that he saved you and me. Is he okay?"
The snow that fell all night in Guxian blocked out all the filth, and suppressed the skeleton for a while. Shui Miaomiao had no doubt that if she had not allowed it at that time and turned around to live alone, the Ice Palace would definitely die together with the skeleton.
Leng Ningchi was angry, but Shui Miaomiao could always calm these negative emotions easily.
Is he injured too?
Leng Ning shook her head crazily. She couldn't find him, so she couldn't question him or get angry. ,
Shui Miaomiao patted Leng Ningchi's hand and reassured her, "The patron saint will not get into trouble easily."
"He's not." Leng Ningchi pushed Shui Miaomiao's hand away and looked deeply at Shui Miaomiao, the patron saint~
"What's his name?" In order to stop Leng Ningchi from worrying about yesterday's problems, Shui Miaomiao turned into a gossip lover.
Leng Ningchi continued to shake his head.
"What does he look like? Where does he live? Does he..."
Leng Ning shook her head crazily, and gently touched Shui Miaomiao's slightly white lips with her hand, which brought a coolness. She didn't know if it was her lips or her hands.
"I find that Miaomiao, besides not caring about yourself, you care about everyone in the world. Why don't you want to be nice to yourself?"
"Really?" Shui Miaomiao looked away. Perhaps because she was not from this world, she was particularly concerned about people from this world.
Shui Miaomiao knew that she had been looking for a sense of identity and belonging, but she didn't know that her every move was always accompanied by alienation...
I finally returned to the Ancient Immortal Sect. The pomp was particularly grand, and Immortal Xianyan personally greeted me. Although it seemed that every time Shui Miaomiao returned to the sect, Immortal Xianyan was the first to appear.
Looking at Mu Cang following Shui Miaomiao, Xianyan Immortal was stunned again and again. After a while, he said, "Didn't find it?"
Xianyan Xianzun looks as gentle and elegant as ever, but only Shui Miaomiao can hear the hidden meaning. After all, she is the only one who has been dancing in Xianyan Xianzun's minefield for many years.
As long as he dared to say "hmm", Xianyan Immortal Lord dared to pack himself up and throw him back to the fairy ship, saying that everything just now was an illusion.
"The Immortal Lord underestimated me too much. I never broke my promise once. You are the only one who kept my promise."
Well, seeing that Shui Miaomiao was unhappy because of being suspected, Xianyan Xianzun chuckled and patted Shui Miaomiao's head. His eyes fell on Ling Yan, who was entangled under layers of black silk. His eyes narrowed.
"You are petting the dog."
Shui Miaomiao opened Xianyan Xianzun's hand, saw that he looked wrong, and immediately hugged her head. She knew that she would be criticized if she didn't wear it, and even more so if she did. She had hidden it deeply enough.
"Don't talk, you didn't see anything."
Immortal Master Xianyan retracted his hand, extremely grateful for his decision to pick up Shui Miaomiao first, "Little Master Uncle, he is not blind."
“It’s inevitable to bump into things when you go out.”
"The things my junior uncle gave me will leave marks if they are bumped or bumped?"
Shui Miaomiao put down her hands with a strong air of breaking a jar, "I have to think about how to tell the master, and also think of an excuse to deal with the immortal, I really can't think of anything, my head is already big enough!"
"Then tell the truth." The bone fan hit Shui Miaomiao's head.
"Just, we were attacked on the road." Shui Miaomiao originally wanted to talk about skeletons, but it wasn't something that couldn't be said. Everyone above should know about the scourge of skeletons.
But just then, the corner of his eye suddenly fell on Mu Cang. The figure was quite handsome, but looked so out of place under the bright sunshine at noon.
