It seems that it was never Shui Miaomiao's initiative to choose herself. It was an accident and her own toughness. If not for this, she would not have had this bit of luck.
Xianyan Xianzun looked at Wenrenxian, whose breath was suddenly disordered and unstable, and whose spiritual power was so restless that the clouds of calamity were stirring. Did he say something wrong?
The thunder and lightning scattered all over the sky again, which repeatedly angered Yun Jie. It was unknown what stage it was falling. Xian Yanxianzun didn't care. He thought, maybe he should mention the master's wife?
It seems that Xianyan Xianzun really doesn’t understand.
Wen Renxian is most afraid of being denied, not because of his pride that has not been denied since he was a child, but because of the nightmare-like fear that cannot be shaken off. No matter what the denial is, it seems to erase his existence and his meaning, so he dare not Take a moment to relax.
Only the appearance of Shui Miaomiao reminded him of the taste of sugar. He learned to plant flowers, play on the swing, and go up to the mountains and sea together to see the colorful mountains and rivers. Time suddenly became meaningful.
There is no so-called approval, and there is no denial.
But I am not a good master, and I actually dreamed up that kind of scene to humiliate Shui Miaomiao. Who should I direct my anger at at this moment?
He regarded the thunder disaster as punishment for his blasphemy.
Not everyone has a God's perspective and knows what happened. As the initiator of the accident, Xianyan Xianzun was aloft, looking down at the struggling Wenrenxian below.
He also knew only a little bit about it and couldn't possibly shout that it was not your illusion, it was something Shui Miaomiao had really experienced. Because of the huge emotional upheaval, it caused the materialization to be transmitted to Wen Renxian.
In the Yueyue Pond on Tianyuan Peak, the innate and heaven-raised spiritual creatures that were warmed by the spiritual blood of Wenrenxian are said to be born and raised in heaven, but they are also carefully selected and have the ability to communicate with each other. They are not meant to be used in This was all due to Xianyan Xianzun's mistake, but he didn't tell anyone...
So Wen Renxian was surrounded by anger, shame and self-blame.
From the perspective, he couldn't see that person. For a moment, he almost put himself in, facing Shui Miaomiao... He wanted to touch her face so much, wipe away the tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, and then lower his head...
How could things turn out like this?
When they first met, the fragrance on his cheek was rejected by him uprightly, and he righteously threatened to let Shui Miaomiao practice well.
Now when I dream back at midnight, I actually want to sleep with that kiss.
Tuo Yanjun once scolded himself for being too spoiled to Shui Miaomiao. He laughed it off at that time and made an excuse.
But he didn't expect that Tuo Yanjun had already discovered his dirty thoughts. He just didn't want to teach Shui Miaomiao anymore. He just wanted to protect Shui Miaomiao in the palm of his hand, preferably hidden, and didn't want her to be infected with the world of gods and demons. bloody.
bloody?
But the hint of red at the corner of Shui Miaomiao's mouth is so fascinating.
Wen Renxian was going crazy. No one taught him how to deal with these emotions, and no one taught him what to call the feelings that transcended the relationship between master and disciple.
Leng Ningchi, who had gone and returned, threw the twin jades from his waist and shouted with all his strength, "Miaomiao feels very uncomfortable now!"
Subconsciously, he raised his hand and firmly grasped the twin jade. Wen Renxian stared at it. The twin jade rotated, seeming to disturb Wen Renxian's heart.
Is the scene just now true or false?
In the cave, Shui Miaomiao covered her heart and staggered on the ground while holding on to the wall, breathing heavily. Where did this sudden emotion come from.
She couldn't bear it, and her heart was pounding. It seemed to be the excitement of passing by the person she liked during the period of secret love, the unwillingness to raise her eyes to the person who didn't like her, and the possessive desire to try to attract all the attention. .
To whom?
To Mu An?
Are you so childish?
Can't help yourself because of a kiss that can't be considered a kiss?
Shui Miaomiao admitted that she felt a little different about Mu An. She couldn't explain it clearly, but it was just a sense of familiarity. If she really wanted to replace it with feelings, she would have skipped her first love.
Just like long streams of water flowing together and rivers flowing back to the sea, it is a matter of course and there is no need to add any words. It may seem calm and boring, but only you know the sweetness in it.
So where does this inexplicable emotion come from?
His heart felt like it was going to explode, and the wound that the demon kindly helped to repair was torn open and bleeding. Shui Miaomiao felt like the lightning outside the cave had struck him, and there seemed to be electric current surging in his body.
"Miaomiao."
This voice, as gentle as jade, was out of place. Shui Miaomiao raised her head and seemed to see Wen Renxian in the heavy rain, "Master?"
In the world of gods and demons, the only one who can make Shui Miaomiao show his embarrassment unscrupulously is his little brother.
So Shui Miaomiao quickly straightened up, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, adjusted her clothes, abandoned all the pain in her body, raised a smile, looked at each other, and it was like fireworks exploding in her sight.
Shui Miaomiao suddenly understood that this feeling was for Wen Renxian.
It wasn't that she was looking for trouble, she was just wondering. Why did she suddenly think of Wen Renxian? Still his master!
Shui Miaomiao dared to swear to God that before tonight, she would never have any ungrateful thoughts, but that was what her heart told her.
Either the heart or the brain is always broken.
But when Wen Renxian appeared, the pain in her heart subsided. Shui Miaomiao didn't mind smiling at Wen Renxian to ease the pain in her heart.
So Shui Miaomiao understood, and Wenrenxian also understood.
He looked at the twin jade in his hand, and suddenly Shui Miaomiao's graceful figure appeared in his sight. Her smiling eyes were filled with white jade and she looked at him affectionately like water, and asked with concern, "Master is injured?"
"No." Wenrenxian did not restrain or hesitate this time. He followed his heart and stepped forward to hug Shui Miaomiao into his arms, but Shui Miaomiao disappeared like a wisp of smoke.
When Wen Renxian opened his eyes, he saw the Xiaochao Mountain covered by heavy rain, and in his ears was the scolding voice of Xian Yanxian Zun, who hates that iron cannot become steel.
Thunder was rolling in the sky, but it was not as exciting as Xianyan Xianzun.
Sensing the return of Wenrenxian, Xianyan Immortal was slightly relieved, and suddenly discovered that the calamity cloud had been disturbed by him again and again. He was so irritated that he was roaring, vowing to kill the person who summoned it. .
Can Wen Renxian take it?
Do you want to help?
Wen Renxian ignored Xianyan Xianzun's anxious heart, looked down at the twin jade that was gradually calming down in his hand, and threw it back towards Leng Ningchi.
"Thank you."
"It should be." Leng Ningchi caught the twin jade and bowed in response. She was helping Wen Renxian, but she was also helping Shui Miaomiao.
Twin Jade originally stopped for a while, but after Wen Renxian caused the Cloud Tribulation, it became uneasy again. Although I don't know what the connection is, there is always some connection.
After catching the twin jade, I found that the twin jade had a layer of protection, which allowed Leng Ningchi to stand more firmly in the storm and avoid being hurt, and my heart felt warm.
You can't blame her, no one would dislike such a thoughtful Wen Renxian.
Summoning the Hidden Immortal Sword from the collapsed cave, Wen Renxian's heart had calmed down at this moment. He understood his friendship. Although it might be a little late, it was better than being unclear.
I feel extremely comfortable and feel that the calamity clouds in the sky are much cuter.
Pointing his sword at the sky, Wen Renxian said politely, "Please give way, I can handle it."
Immortal Xianyan, who was just about to help block the attack, noticed that Wenrenxian was filled with murderous intent that was even more wanton than the deadly thunder calamity, so he raised the corners of his mouth and stepped aside.
