It's time for a big job. The four girls looked at the group of people who were brought to the medicine house by a twist. All three of them had injuries. After a quick glance, they knew that among them, the Ninth Level Enemy was the most seriously injured.
Putting down the half-organized medicinal materials in her hands, Si Chu went straight to Shui Miaomiao.
"I'm fine." Shui Miaomiao smiled, "Let's take a look at the two gentlemen first. I hate him nine times."
When Renjing Xiaozhu was doing temporary wound treatment for Jiuchengqiu, she was so afraid that Jiuchengqiu would hit her. Those punches were really dead blows. Fortunately, there was a difference in cultivation and she was able to survive Shui Miaomiao's arrival.
"Miaomiao should pay more attention to herself." Sijun interrupted Shui Miaomiao, pushed the hair that was scattered in front of her forehead behind her ears, and grabbed Shui Miaomiao's wrist.
"I made it clear that the effect of the medicine was to hinder the movement of spiritual power. Why did Miaomiao still fight with them?"
Si Chu should be the only one who believed the lies Shui Miaomiao made up about those passionate fights that destroyed Renjing Xiaozhu.
Shui Miaomiao pouted, clasped her hands together, and blinked her pitiful eyes, "We will talk in detail later, and let's take a look at Ninefold Vengeance first."
"No one else is here." Sibo turned around and walked towards the medicine cabinet.
"Huh?" Shui Miaomiao raised her eyes and looked around. Jiuchengqiu and Yiyi left Yaolu at some point, and Xuan'er was no longer there either. She shouted excitedly, "His whole body is injured!"
"I saw that I had taken some pills to strengthen the foundation. It's okay." Mu Cang stepped forward to comfort Shui Miaomiao.
Shui Miaomiao winked in disapproval, but she could only sigh helplessly, and helped Mu Cang to sit on the couch beside her, "Then Si Yun, let's take a look at my little brother first. He's injured all over." Will it delay Chengxian Lingjun’s treatment?”
Wenrenxian, who had broken into Yaolu with Feng Feng, looked slightly relieved when he heard these words.
"Master." Shui Miaomiao called out carefully and hid behind Mu Cang. His intention was obvious.
Wen Renxian raised the corners of his lips, looked at Si Wei and asked, "Is there something wrong?"
Sibu bowed and said, "It's nothing serious. It's just some energy and blood shock. It would be better if it can be calmed down rather than taking medicine."
"Yeah." Wen Renxian nodded slightly, strode towards Shui Miaomiao, and stretched out his arms.
"I can leave by myself." Shui Miaomiao understood Wen Renxian's intention and subconsciously refused, leaning closer to Mu Cang.
"Qi and blood are in shock." Wen Renxian said sternly, "You need to calm down and concentrate to prevent the internal organs from being affected by secondary shocks. Do you still want to return to the moon pool by yourself?"
Kong opened his mouth but could not refute. Shui Miaomiao was easily picked up by Wen Renxian and held in his arms.
Shui Miaomiao would always be in a trance in Wen Renxian's arms, as if she were some rare treasure that needed such serious care.
Even Shui Miaomiao herself became cautious, pinching her own dress and not daring to move with her eyes lowered.
The sudden warmth slowly spread throughout the body from the hand holding his back, making people relax. Shui Miaomiao opened her eyes wide and looked up at Wen Renxian, her eyelashes fluttering.
She realized that Wen Renxian was helping her sort out and soothe her raging blood. The warmth that was as warm as three winters made people want to get closer involuntarily.
Wen Renxian chuckled. He kept staring into the distance and walked steadily, but he knew that Shui Miaomiao was looking at him. Maybe it was because Shui Miaomiao blinked too fast and brought out the wind?
Lowering his head slightly, Wen Renxian said in a normal tone, "You can hug me."
After hesitating again and again, Shui Miaomiao coughed up some bloodshot eyes, raised her arms and put her arms around Wen Renxian's neck, closed her eyes, and crawled into his arms.
The shock of energy and blood was actually not uncomfortable, but Shui Miaomiao didn't want to show it, and kept suppressing it.
When she was in Renjing Xiaozhu just now, she had to control the situation. If she spit out a mouthful or two of blood, the two men didn't know what kind of chaos it would be.
In Wenrenxian's arms, he felt like being thrown into a warm spring. The spring water washed away the discomfort all over his body, making people sink into it unconsciously.
I always felt like I wanted to sleep as soon as I was in Wen Renxian's arms. After all, this embrace was so stable and comfortable. The drowsy Shui Miaomiao unconsciously tightened her hands.
Wen Renxian slowed down his steps and raised the corners of his mouth.
After sending Shui Miaomiao back to the room, Wen Renxian sat on the bedside and held Shui Miaomiao's hand for a while. Only when he felt that her energy and blood had completely stabilized did he slowly withdraw his hand.
Shui Miaomiao seemed to have fallen asleep. Wen Renxian bent down and stared at her for a long time. Finally, she gently tucked Shui Miaomiao's scattered hair behind her ears, covered her with a quilt, and left the room.
Shui Miaomiao opened her eyes. She was drowsy in Wen Renxian's arms, but she lost sleep after being put on the bed. It was just that Wen Renxian was too comfortable helping to soothe the chaotic energy and blood in her body, so she was too lazy to open her eyes.
There was a whisper outside the door.
It should be Wen Renxian and Leng Ningchi whispering something outside the door.
Shui Miaomiao listened lazily, but couldn't hear anything. She turned over and faced the door, holding the pillow in her arms. She thought to herself that she was just lazy for a while. It would take time to treat her little brother. Wait a minute. I will look for him at Yaolu...
Xian Yanxian Zun, who was in the high position, had a pale expression, but he was full of momentum. He squinted at Jiu Feng Qiu who was standing below, "Lost?"
"yes"
"Does that mean you admit it? You haven't hit the other person before, and there's nothing else out of the ordinary?"
"yes."
"Ha." Immortal Master Xianyan laughed, which echoed in the hall and spread with ridicule.
Nine-fold revenge can actually be explained. After telling Mu Cang's weirdness, he suddenly felt like he had received divine power, and his spells didn't work.
But no matter what, it is a fact that he has never fought. Nine-fold revenge does not make excuses, but he does have something to say, which is the weird feeling in his heart and the urge to attack every time he confronts Mu Cang.
Mu Cang said he was dangerous, and he felt Mu Cang was dangerous.
What was replayed in his mind was Shui Miaomiao's concerned look on Mu Cang's every move and smile. The bloodless face of Jiuchengqiu became even more sad. He lowered his head and chose to close his crown tightly.
Seeing that Jiuchengqiu was not going to say anything, Xianyan Immortal Lord raised his chin slightly and narrowed his eyes, "That's really useless. I rarely take the initiative to recruit disciples. This is how you repay me!"
"My disciple is not good at his studies. Please punish me, master." Jiucheng Qiu knelt on the ground.
"What are you thinking about?" Immortal Master Xianyan leaned forward and asked suddenly, "Are you blaming me or are you planning to find another way? Since you were released, it seems that you haven't worked as hard as before. Are you ready to give up on yourself and become a waste? "
"No disciple!" Jiuchengqiu clenched his fists, stared at the floor and gritted his molars.
He is not a waste, nor does he want to be a waste. He is not working as hard as before, but he found that after the sword turned white and revealed his true appearance, his cultivation speed seemed to have stagnated again.
Isn't Jiuchengqiu the same as he used to be, or is he enlightened by Shui Miaomiao's training? Since there is a stagnation, there must be a problem somewhere and it needs to be solved instead of going on a rampage.
But Xianyan Xianzun's words were obviously asking him if he thought that since the sword was white, he could practice sword practice.
Jiuchengqiu has no such idea. Shui Miaomiao has done so many things for this knife and for his well-being. Jiuchengqiu will not seek death and let Shui Miaomiao down.
Obviously Xian Yanxian Zun didn't believe it. He was very angry at the moment. He knew the strength of Jiu Chou. If Mu Cang was no different, how could he beat Jiu Chou half to death.
He was angry at Jiucheng Qiu for not telling the truth, and even turned his anger on the sword in Jiuchengqiu's body, "You just kneel here in Yunyong Hall, when will you figure it out and when will you get up."
Immortal Master Xianyan left, and the door of Yunyong Palace opened wide. Light came in, but it could not cover the Ninefold Chou who was kneeling on the ground.
