Who threw a flashbang into the air?
Shui Miaomiao stood at the entrance of the cave and looked out. After a while, the sky returned to darkness, the heavy rain continued, and the strong wind blew, making it miserable.
Shui Miaomiao covered her heart and felt it carefully, and her heart calmed down. There were no strange emotions, and she was trying to brainwash herself.
Wiping the blood from her mouth, Shui Miaomiao took a deep breath to adjust her emotions, and looked at Mu Cang lying on the ground. She knew what kind of beast's nest this place should be, and she didn't dare to stay for a long time. If they came back, she would have to become a A plate of food.
Sighing helplessly, Shui Miaomiao patted her face and told herself not to think too much, it was just an accident. Looking at this situation, it was hard to say whether the little brother would remember it when he woke up.
What's more, even if I remember, it's of no use. It just adds to the embarrassment. I can't hold others accountable just because of a kiss.
There is also the Ninefold Vengeance, where I suddenly feel guilty.
Shui Miaomiao slapped herself mercilessly, refused to think wildly, carried Mu Cang on her shoulders with difficulty, and said to the anxious but powerless Ice Blue Die, "Find the ninth level of revenge."
... Ice Blue Butterfly led the way, but they were all unconscious. Shui Miaomiao was carrying Mu Cang on his back, standing in the heavy rain, feeling tired even for breathing.
I only dared to look at Xuan'er's scarred hands, and the corners of her eyes twitched uncontrollably. How painful it must be.
Depending on the situation, the person with the most stable aura is the Ninth Vengeance. Under the dim light of the ice blue butterfly, his complexion is better than before killing the skeleton, but he can't wake up.
Without wasting any energy and shouting, Shui Miaomiao dragged the three people back to the inn with great difficulty. They were all exhausted.
But it's not over yet. We call in a doctor, bandage, and change dressings to ensure that her life is safe. After a round of work, it's dawn. Shui Miaomiao is still wearing wet clothes. Anyway, she can't feel the cold anymore, but her purple lips Color still says it all.
In the end, the waiter couldn't stand it and brought Shui Miaomiao a bowl of ginger soup, but Shui Miaomiao didn't have a chance to drink it. As soon as he sat down by the bed, he fell asleep immediately.
But her willpower was also tenacious enough. Even though she was injured without any medicine or bandage, she still woke up before everyone else.
It was only dusk, and although Shui Miaomiao was tired, she couldn't fall asleep.
She didn't care about anything, but her heart was uneasy. Shui Miaomiao booked the inn last night to avoid trouble. It was so quiet at this moment that Shui Miaomiao could only hear her own heartbeat.
It was very boring to listen to it dance with no rhythm, until Shui Miaomiao glanced at the bronze mirror in front of her makeup, and her heart immediately accelerated as if she wanted to escape.
The bite mark on his lip was really too obvious. Everything he did last night was clearly etched in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it or erase it.
She didn't know when Shui Miaomiao's eyes were filled with mist. She didn't know why. She just felt a little aggrieved and couldn't relieve it. What on earth did this kiss mean?
Raising his hand and waving it away, the bronze mirror fell into pieces. Shui Miaomiao lowered her eyes and tapped her upper lip with her finger.
It would be great if it didn't count.
But Shui Miaomiao knew it was impossible. Even if Mu An disagreed, the soft call in that look, the crossed fingers, the enthusiasm on the lips... all had meaning to Shui Miaomiao, but Shui Miaomiao couldn't understand the meaning. Clearly, she had a headache.
Shui Miaomiao subconsciously touched her earlobe. It seemed that when she was sentimental in the past, her ears would itch, so she forgot about it. Why didn't she just let herself think so wildly today?
There was warmth on her lips, and at some point the wound was torn open by Shui Miaomiao's hand. Her lips became increasingly red, and the pain stimulated her to calm down.
After calling the waiter, she washed her with hot water and put on some makeup to improve her complexion. Shui Miaomiao took out the veil and ripples from Shui Yingyin, took it with her and walked out of the room.
Shui Miaomiao first went to see Xuan'er. She was the one with the most serious injuries. She couldn't find a good piece of meat on her hands. The doctor she invited last night also warned her to change her dressing at any time, which might hinder her health. The meat is still intact.
Judging by the time, I have probably missed two medication rotations.
But Shui Miaomiao had tried her best. She changed Xuan'er's medicine and wiped her body, which was sweating from the pain, but it didn't work at all. After three or five breaths, Xuan'er was in pain and sweating again.
So Shui Miaomiao was always worried about what happened after she fainted.
Wiping the sweat from Xuan'er's forehead, Xuan'er was actually very lovable when she calmed down. Shui Miaomiao felt heartbroken and had a stomachache when she saw her.
But when Xuan'er opened her eyes, there was a feeling of hostility that the whole world had abandoned her, but Shui Miaomiao couldn't deny Xuan'er, after all, she had experienced nightmares.
I just hope that Xuan'er won't sink too much into the nightmare, causing endless pain to herself and those who care about her.
Shui Miaomiao sighed. How many times has she sighed today? Helplessly, he covered Xuan'er with a quilt and left the room quietly...
Sitting at the table, turning the tea cup and looking at the Ninefold Enmity on the bed, Shui Miaomiao always had the illusion that he should be healthier than herself!
The rosy complexion made Shui Miaomiao, who was wearing makeup, a little ashamed. Shui Miaomiao felt that her hands were itchy and she wanted to wake her up.
But Jiucheng Qiu just doesn't wake up. His frown from time to time and restless aura are enough to make people worried.
Shui Miaomiao narrowed her eyes, her voice half-dead and a little sinister, "Are you causing trouble?"
The spirit energy that seemed to be restless and wanted to attack the Ninefold Vengeance slowly calmed down.
Shui Miaomiao stood up and walked towards the bed, "It's best to be calm and don't let me catch your tail. Even with a knife, I can make you realize that life is worse than death."
The quiet spiritual energy began to enter the body of Jiuchengqiu in an orderly manner. Did he not forget to practice even after he fainted?
Shui Miaomiao moved the Huai Gui Ri on her waist, opened Jiuchongqiu's fisted hand, and placed the broken heart on the side into Jiuchongqiu's hand, "You must keep your words."
The opened hand closed again, as if grasping the hilt of the sword. The spiritual energy seemed to be hindered, and the progress slowed down instantly. Is this a stumbling block in her cultivation of Ninefold Revenge?
Jiuchengqiu would scold her if he knew about it. Shui Miaomiao sighed again, but what can she do? She can only do this. When Jiuchongqiu wakes up, she can choose to go.
After closing the door of Jiuchengqiu's room, Shui Miaomiao looked aside and heard a series of sighs.
Forget it, the doctor said last night that there were no injuries on the little brother's body, but his mind was shaken and badly broken.
But there is no cure for this mental state.
But this young man has a strong willpower. If he rests more and rests more, and uses less spiritual power, he should not have any sequelae.
The doctor has said this, but what can I do if I go to see him?
There is no need to change the dressing, and there is nothing to threaten him. If he goes alone, it will make the little brother even more confused. It is better to let him have a good rest.
Shui Miaomiao didn't notice that she was running away from Mu Cang's room.
Returning to Xuan'er's room, Shui Miaomiao stayed by her side like a statue. Except for changing Xuan'er's dressing, she spent the rest of the time in a state of relaxation.
