"What are they?" Shui Miaomiao looked at Xianyan Immortal and asked in a bad tone.
Immortal Master Xianyan opened the package for Shui Miaomiao, and inside there was a box and a letter.
After a quick glance, Shui Miaomiao continued to look at Xianyan Immortal Lord.
This is an addiction to commanding him!
But just before he said that he should be nice to Shui Miaomiao, Xianyan Xianzun accepted his fate and opened the box. There was a puddle of water in the box.
"When did you lose Juan Lianling? You still need someone to send it to you. If this person is a little bad, it is not impossible to have an affair. You don't know how precious this thing is. But after all, it is your master's intention and you should cherish it. of."
Immortal Master Xianyan was murmuring something on the side, but Shui Miaomiao didn't hear a word. She stared at the Juan Lian Ling in the box.
It's also awesome that this guy returned to the sect before he did.
Didn't he hesitate or think about calling himself back to get it?
"Ha." Shui Miaomiao couldn't help but sneered and said through gritted teeth, "He is a good man with the best kindness in the world. Good people are rewarded. I wish him the best."
Is this a blessing? Xianyan Xianzun was so panicked when he heard this.
"Where's the letter?"
Before he finished speaking, a fan fell on Shui Miaomiao's head. Xianyan Immortal Lord said angrily, "You still plan to let me read it to you personally!"
Forgetting, Shui Miaomiao rubbed the top of her head, feeling a little aggrieved.
"See for yourself. Get rid of these quickly and go to Yunyong Hall. There is something very important waiting to be discussed."
"What's the matter?" Shui Miaomiao turned to look at Xianyan Xianzun who was walking outside the tea room, "Can't we talk about it all here? Don't make me worried."
"No." Xianyan Xianzun replied simply, left the tea room and closed the door considerately.
Shui Miaomiao actually didn't care if Xianyan Xianzun had anything else to discuss. She just didn't want to read the letter.
Could she expect anything good to be said in that letter?
If Juan Lianling hadn't been sent back together, Shui Miaomiao might still be looking forward to something else.
Looking at the letter on the table, Shui Miaomiao thought that she would be very excited and not want to face it and just wanted to escape. But when she really took the letter in her hand, Shui Miaomiao's emotions that were about to reach their peak suddenly cooled down. .
Looking at the letter in his hand, Xianyan Xianzun still had some virtue and only checked the package without opening the letter.
Shui Miaomiao raised her hand and tucked the itchy hair that had fallen down to her neck behind her ears. The love flowers shone with light, and all the hesitation in her heart disappeared, and she opened the letter in three strokes.
It's a very, very long letter.
"Hahahaha, hahahaha." A series of laughter came out of the tea room. Shui Miaomiao hugged her belly and rolled on the ground laughing, laughing until she burst into tears.
Lying on the ground in the tea room, Shui Miaomiao curled up into a ball, tears falling from the corners of her eyes and wetting the messy hair scattered on the ground.
I turned around and stared at the letters falling on the ground. There was a big letter, but it didn't mention me or him.
It only describes a section of the sunrise. The sunrise was wonderful and beautiful, but it was a pity that no one watched it.
Be sick!
He is just sick!
Apart from illness, Shui Miaomiao could not think of the second possibility.
She spoke so resolutely and showed no mercy. Why could he act like a normal person? So what did Shui Miaomiao write in the letter of extravagant hope?
To stay or to repent, or to write the same letter of determination with her and never see each other again, no matter which kind, Shui Miaomiao wants.
So I might as well write a praise for the sunrise, at least it is beautiful enough.
Mu Cang also considered it over and over again when writing.
He also wanted to repent and stay, but for what? What to save? Is it to repent that I shouldn't have fallen in love with her beyond my ability, or to save me from giving you a chance to just look at you?
Write an article about the most beautiful sunrise Mu Cang has ever seen. It was the first day after they exchanged tokens in the mortal world. It was also a new life when he completely forgot about the past. He could hide away with these memories in his arms. , I just ask Shui Miaomiao not to be angry.
Even if it is really forgotten.
At the end of the letter, Mu Cang put down his pen and picked it up again, adding an incoherent sentence, "I picked up an object that looks very much like the doll you mentioned. I hope you can name it." '
What is he hoping for?
"Bah!" Shui Miaomiao didn't want to pay attention to it at all. She knew it at a glance and even gave him a name, a ghost name. This was to deceive herself into replying to the letter.
Get lost, you coward, she won't be fooled!
Shui Miaomiao reached out and grabbed the letter on the ground, crumpled it into a ball, and looked around, trying to find fire, so she could burn it. Did she forget that she could transform into fire herself, and she could have as much fire as she wanted.
Getting up from the ground, Shui Miaomiao searched for fire all over the house, but who in this bright world was lighting candles in the house. Finally, Shui Miaomiao's eyes fell on the paper, ink, pen and inkstone on the desk.
The crumpled letter was stuffed into her arms, and she didn't know when she picked up the pen.
The unfolded paper is dripping with ink, which has been blurred out in circles.
She was never angry with Mu Cang. Each choice had its own reasons, but she also had the right not to recognize these reasons.
Shui Miaomiao slowly put down the pen, wrote three words on the paper that was already stained with ink, and then folded it up casually before the ink dried.
So be it.
This is the last time. If Mu Cang doesn't intend to entrust him to him, then he can only find peace by staying away from him. Besides, his side is already in a mess, so he better not drag others into trouble.
After opening the door of the tea room, Si Chu, who was guarding outside, looked over and saluted, "Miaomiao."
"I'm going to send a letter." Shui Miaomiao said a little anxiously but was stopped by Si Chu, "Just go, slave. The Immortal Lord is still waiting for Miaomiao in Yunyong Hall."
"The letter is a small matter. I have to go to the weapon refining hall in person. I'm afraid I won't want to do something after a while." Si Chu was the best to speak. Seeing his resolute attitude, Shui Miaomiao did not continue and handed the letter to him. Four mouths.
I'm sorry to say that I didn't write it, it was just a larger note at most.
"Tell them that they will reject anything coming from the direction of Pingcheng, including anyone with the surname Mu."
"Miaomiao, you can rest assured, I will definitely take care of it." Sijun took the letter with both hands and responded, "I wonder if there is anything else that needs to be done in the Weapon Refining Hall, I can help you."
Shui Miaomiao waved her hand, saying that she would wait until she was free to talk about that matter.
"Send the letter out first." Watching Si Yan seal the note into an envelope and respectfully put it into her sleeve, Shui Miaomiao reluctantly looked away and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yes, I'll go right now," Sijun pointed in the direction of Yunyong Hall, looking at Shui Miaomiao's slightly dazed expression, he suggested, "Miaomiao, do you want to freshen up, have your hair styled, and change clothes? I think Miaomiao will want to be more decent about the matter of Yunyong Hall."
Shui Miaomiao was rolling on the floor laughing in the tea room just now, and her tears of laughter were still stuck to her disheveled hair.
"No need." Shui Miaomiao tugged at her hair randomly and strode towards the direction of Yunyong Hall pointed by Sijun.
I don’t know what Xianyan Xianzun is up to. I can’t tell you about it in the tea room, but I still want to go to Yunyong Hall. But even if it is a huge happy event, Shui Miaomiao may not be in the mood to pay attention to it now.
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