But Shui Miaomiao didn't. She just held up her dress and walked slowly step by step. Her figure gradually turned from light to dark, which painted a strong mark in Wen Renxian's heart.
Shui Miaomiao raised a faint smile, "Look, Master, I'm back intact."
This was Wen Renxian's request but not what Wen Renxian wanted to hear and see at the moment. He took a step forward and then stopped. Wen Renxian nodded lightly, "It's okay."
For a moment just now, he wanted to step forward and hug her into his arms, but had Shui Miaomiao grown a lot taller? It seems that suddenly it is no longer suitable to hold her in my arms like before.
No, she is thin again, so thin that a breeze can blow her down.
She should have worn more clothes, but Shui Miaomiao was already wearing a thousand-feather crane cloak, so Wen Renxian couldn't step forward and add anything more.
Wen Renxian wanted to grab Shui Miaomiao's hand for fear of being thrown, but Shui Miaomiao always unconsciously took one step less and kept the distance one behind the other.
The two walked slowly towards Zhuli Zhai. Wen Renxian asked about what happened outside, and they answered each question in perfect agreement.
He didn't ask about her injuries, so she picked some interesting answers. The relationship between master and apprentice was very harmonious, and when they returned to Zhuli Zhai, the two of them had basically nothing to say.
"How is Master's injury?" Shui Miaomiao became a little anxious when Mu Cang couldn't be waited for on the left and Mu Cang couldn't be waited on on the right.
Wen Renxian saw Shui Miaomiao's anxiety, so he called Man Kui, "Go tell Xianyan Xianzun that I fainted."
Shui Miaomiao glanced at Mankui, who had accepted the order and left, and looked at Wenrenxian who was doing well, "Thank you, Master."
"No, I am confident in the people Miaomiao invites. Xianyan Xianzun is sometimes too careful..."
"Go ahead, go ahead." Immortal Master Xianyan said helplessly. He didn't want to do anything to Mu Cang. He just asked Si Yan to ask some basic information.
Shui Miaomiao was not in the sect. Wen Renxian was alive and well and insisted that she was fine. They were just making a fuss. As soon as Shui Miaomiao came back, she was so injured that she couldn't take care of herself and fainted from the pain.
Shouldn't I find a way to send Shui Miaomiao out?
Simu and Yiyi, together with Mu Cang and a bunch of things, finally appeared at Zhuli Zhai and got busy for a while. Mu Cang couldn't understand his treatment method, so he had to make sufficient preparations just in case. one.
Shui Miaomiao never moved his eyes away after falling on Mu Cang, fearing that something would happen to him. Sijun passed by Shui Miaomiao and couldn't help but said, "Slaves don't eat people."
Shui Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, and retracted his gaze from Mu Cang, "I know, I won't stare anymore."
"Miaomiao needs to go and rest. I can stay here."
Shui Miaomiao shook her head and refused, "We have already agreed with Xianyan Immortal."
"Yes." Sijun said it because she saw Shui Miaomiao was tired. She turned back and looked at Yiyi, "Everything is ready. I will leave first."
"Wait a minute." Mu Cang looked at this simple and plain room, "If she stays here, shouldn't she put up a barrier?"
I didn't care so much before because Shui Miaomiao was too young, but when Mu Cang mentioned it, it seemed to make sense again.
Looking at the landscape screen that had been set up, Shui Miaomiao raised her eyebrows. Why did she stay here? She was afraid of an accident. How could An Xianyan's suspicious heart block her from seeing anything? Looking at the landscape?
But no one found it strange yet, and Shui Miaomiao was too embarrassed to say it herself, otherwise it would feel like she was here to take advantage of Wen Renxian.
Sitting on the couch, Wen Renxian silently looked at the screen blocking the water, with a deep expression on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.
Anyway, Mu Cang probably had the simplest idea in his mind. When he ran the magic weapon, black tendons would burst out from his body. They were very twisted and ugly. He was just afraid of scaring Shui Miaomiao.
Although there was a screen to block it, Shui Miaomiao could still vaguely see the movements of the figures inside. Seeing the movements of undressing, Shui Miaomiao looked away and looked out the window.
Time seemed to have stopped passing, and the room was silent. Shui Miaomiao held her chin and counted the numbers in silence to prove that time was still passing.
The injury on Wen Renxian's shoulder was similar to what Mu Cang had seen on Shui Miaomiao, but that time Lord Tuo Yan was there to help him.
Mu Cang gritted his teeth and prepared himself, and activated the Demonic Seal, but was surprised to find that there was no usual obstruction. Is it because the Ancient Immortal Sect's spiritual energy was particularly abundant?
Although the meridians all over the body were still bulging and stained black, ugly, and a little painful, it was already a gift compared to the pain of cramps and bone pulling before.
Wenrenxian didn't say a word and looked at everything. It was really a weird technique.
Mu Cang's hand fell on Wen Renxian's wound, and the severe pain instantly caused half of his body to become paralyzed. However, Wen Renxian's expression did not change at all, and pain was a common occurrence for him.
Even after understanding the direction of the spiritual energy, he began to help Mu Cang and drive the black mist away. The pain of scratching his bones did not show up at all on Wen Renxian.
When the first wisp of black air was sucked out, loss of control appeared.
If there is a first ray, there will be a second ray, but how to deal with these black gases?
Mu Cang chose to suppress.
He noticed that somewhere in his body he was ready to react to the black energy, as if he was opening his mouth to wait for food instead of refining it.
But the second and a half wisp of black energy was the limit, and the uncontrollable black energy escaped Mu Cang's control. Mu Cang snorted, and his blood surged.
Wen Renxian grabbed Mu Cang's wrist and broke it open. He held it tightly and used his spiritual power to guide him, "Don't be anxious, adjust your breath."
Mu Cang had to refine the black energy, but with the help of the Wenrenxian and the suppression of the Demon-Yining Cai, two-thirds of the black energy was refined by Mu Cang himself, and one-third was stolen by others.
It seems impossible to clean it all in one go.
Mu Cang accelerated the operation to attract the demon and refine the black energy.
Shui Miaomiao heard the sound and looked towards the screen, frowning slightly, wanting to ask what was wrong, but the silence soon returned.
Afraid of disturbing myself.
Shui Miaomiao changed her hand to hold her chin again. Has it been a long time? Why does my right arm feel numb, as if a breath of air is being forced out?
I waved my right arm lightly, but the numbness became more and more obvious. Did I accidentally press the muscle just now?
Shui Miaomiao was puzzled and prepared to use her spiritual power to sort out her meridians, and her spiritual power went up to her shoulders.
"Hiss~" Take a breath.
Shui Miaomiao's forehead was instantly covered with sweat, and she bit her lips tightly to avoid making a sound.
It was the pain of having his flesh torn off alive. Fires burst out of Shui Miaomiao's eyes, and in his ears were the words that Lord Tuo Yan didn't say before he died, 'I'm not a good person. Everyone in the world knows that you provoked me first, so don't forget it. I. '
Shui Miaomiao overturned the table and fell to her knees, trembling with pain in her right shoulder.
"Crazy! Sick!"
Was he the one who provoked Lord Tuo Yan? I'm really used to talking nonsense.
There is no one who provokes the other between Shui Miaomiao and Tuo Yanjun. It is an inevitable meeting and looking at each other, but they will never know each other.
Lord Tuo Yan was born in darkness, and he knew this but didn't think anything of it. Darkness is not necessarily bad, and light is not necessarily good.
But light and darkness do not mix.
Light abandons darkness.
Dark hates light.
Another touch of color appears in the boundary of mutual devouring, because coming from another world, Shui Miaomiao doesn't know where she belongs and is afraid of having one.
It is an exiled color. It can only wander around hesitantly, meeting one person after another and brushing against them again.
If you want to monopolize, you have to devour one party. If one party is gone, the color will be gone.
Is she still the first person you saw?
Maybe Tuo Yanjun knew from the beginning that he couldn't retain the color, but he just wanted to tease and leave traces, even if it was torture.
Don't forget, he's just a human being who doesn't want to be a demon after living for a long time, but he is still a madman at heart, paranoid and crazy.
