"Ahem." Wenrenxian coughed a few times, bringing Shui Miaomiao back from his digression. "The sect can come back at any time. I came out this time just for your body, Miaomiao, and nothing else." Would you like to see a few?"
Wen Renxian asked Shui Miaomiao for his opinion in a good voice. After all, this was not his sudden idea. Knowing that Shui Miaomiao was weak, he had been seeking contact with some famous doctors, but now he actually had the chance to contact him. Shui Miaomiao's time together.
Speaking of time, Wen Renxian's expression darkened a lot. He is Shui Miaomiao's master. He should be the closest person to him in this world of gods and demons besides his parents, but the time he spends with her is not even comparable to that of his sect. superior.
It seems to have been destined for a long time. He has been absent since he was absent from Shui Miaomiao's apprenticeship ceremony.
Wanting to make up for it, Wen Renxian looked at Shui Miaomiao intently. If Shui Miaomiao must return to the clan, he would not stop him. He said that no one can force Shui Miaomiao.
Shui Miaomiao pursed her lips. In fact, it didn't matter where she went. There was no one really waiting for her and looking forward to leaving a light for her.
"Master, thank you for worrying about your disciple." Shui Miaomiao calmed down and bowed deeply.
Wen Renxian did not expect this, and stretched out his hand to try to stop the support. Shui Miaomiao had already leaned down. The gift was sincere and sincere, which was the sincerity of a disciple to his master.
Wenrenxian took his hand back again, put it behind his back, and half clenched it into a fist.
They all say that it’s not strange to be polite to many people, but this ritual is indescribably weird. Wen Renxian would rather have less rituals, but if he said it, it would be even more weird.
"Get some rest early." This was the only thing Wen Renxian could say and do at the moment. He sent Shui Miaomiao back to the room and closed the door.
Shui Miaomiao leaned gently against the door. The candlelight in the room was shining brightly, clearly reflecting the figures of the two people inside and outside, as if they were separated by a Milky Way from the candlelight in the night.
Shui Miaomiao didn't know what she was thinking with her eyes half closed. After a long time, a meaningless sigh sounded. She didn't look outside, but she knew that Wen Renxian should still be standing outside.
The two of them had different thoughts across the door, but they seemed to have known each other. This was the first time that there was no one else around, neither the Ancient Immortal Sect nor the Ying Mansion. Putting everything aside, they realized that they were so strange to each other, that rainy night. It has a clear connection in the heart, but it is ethereal but has a real heart-wrenching feeling.
Wen Renxian wanted to do it again, and Shui Miaomiao also wanted to do it, but it was the latter, because she really couldn't understand Wen Renxian's recent actions, and she was terrified, always afraid that some of the thoughts and feelings she noticed were just her own. Wandering thoughts.
In Shui Miaomiao's eyes, Wen Renxian had always been an unworldly being, and Shui Miaomiao didn't want to drag him into his trivial matters, like a sinner.
The former, who has been innocent for most of his life, is trying to become a sinner.
In fact, they were supposed to be strangers. They only had the title of master and apprentice, and their time together was broken. The longest period of time should be during the South China Sea Rebellion, but everyone knew who the protagonist was at that time, so what? count?
So even though time was so broken, Shui Miaomiao still knocked on Wen Renxian's heart several times with unintentional actions, and there were signs of knocking it open. It can't be said that it was undestined.
It's just that fate is fate, destiny is determined by fate, and we are destined for each other... It's time to rest. Although Shui Miaomiao can't figure it out, she can't stand here forever.
After blowing out the candle, Shui Miaomiao lay down on the bed, staring with her round eyes. It was over, and she accidentally put out all the lights. She was used to leaving a small one, but it was completely dark and she couldn't sleep.
Watching the lights in the room go out, Wen Renxian set up a barrier and turned around to leave. He didn't need to rest. He had to find the next doctor. There were capable doctors with many quirks, so he had to make them agree to treat him...
The world of gods and demons is vast, unimaginably vast, and unimaginably vast. Looking at the horizon, Shui Miaomiao thinks that she had too little knowledge before, her vision was too low, and her imagination was too timid. Doing is a frog in the well.
She thought she had seen countless things that were beyond her previous life, but she was still too conservative and stuck to her standards.
This time I went out with the immortals, it was a real eye-opener, and I did not waste my life in this life.
If she hadn't gone out with Wenrenxian, she would probably have never known that the place outside the city of the gods and demons is the real green mountains, clear water, vast seas and sky high, with countless wonders and wonders, the pinnacle of magnificence, and the uncanny workmanship of the Qiong Tower. Yuyu is a picturesque scene of light, wind and moon...
Fast forward more than ten years, Shui Miaomiao was already happy and reluctant to miss Shu, but this time she was not here to see some magnificent scenery.
Before Shui Miaomiao could finish his emotion, the crowd started to make a noise, and the horse became restless as he dismounted from the horse. Shui Miaomiao tightened her grip on the reins and stood ready like hundreds of people on horseback with bows on their backs.
This is Jiuyaodu, the desert capital of the world of gods and demons, and at this moment, it is the grand ceremony of Jiuyaodu that happens once in a hundred years - Chasing the Golden Crow.
The gray mist on the horizon was pulled open like a curtain, and the red clouds in the sky were rolling like a furnace of boiling molten steel, spurting out with dazzling golden light.
Ten rounds of scorching sun hung high in the sky, and no one dared to raise their head to take a look. They only felt that it was dazzling everywhere.
It was so bright and dazzling that from the sky to the earth, the light seemed to converge into a huge mirror. The dazzling light seemed to burn everything in the world.
In just a few moments, the earth was completely evaporated, leaving no trace of moisture. The wind also stopped, and the world seemed to have solidified.
The green grassland was visibly scorched and curled up. When I blinked, I saw a thin layer of frost-like substance attached to the withered grass.
A 'clang~~' sound of gongs and drums, accompanied by nine sounds of 'whoosh! Whoosh! 'The sound of arrows flying out, the voices of people that had been suppressed by the ten-round sun suddenly rose up and cut through the sky.
Thousands of horses neighed, roared and galloped, smoke and dust flew everywhere, and everyone followed the arrows, but Shui Miaomiao was the only one who froze on the spot, choking and coughing violently.
More than ten years in the world of gods and demons is just a blink of an eye. Shui Miaomiao has not changed at all. If you must say, she is probably getting smaller and smaller?
Shui Miaomiao's black hair was combed high and tied into a refreshing ponytail. She was dressed in a neat red riding outfit, which made her look chic and handsome.
The white fluff around her neck looked extremely gentle and soft, enclosing Shui Miaomiao's petite and exquisite body. She didn't know whether it was red from the sun or from the cold. Her little face was bright and bright, and she had a pair of smart and black big breasts. Under the dazzling illumination of the ten-round sun, his eyes did not shrink much, and they were still trying to compete with it for glory.
Who let such a delicate little girl enter the Golden Crow venue?
All the bystanders were drinking. Aren't they afraid that they would accidentally fall off the horse and be trampled to a pulp?
On the high platform, Wen Renxian was dressed in white and had a jade crown, with an extraordinary figure and a mask on his face, which made him even more captivating, attracting the female cultivators in the audience to look around frequently.
And everyone's unkind ridicule towards Shui Miaomiao reached his ears one after another. In the windless world, Wen Renxian's sleeves were dancing lightly, and the hands in the sleeves were clenched into fists, with a secret energy. .
"Have you heard that the masked man on the high platform is the prize for the winner this time?"
"No way! If he was a prize, I would sign up!"
"Really, my friend works in Jiuyao Capital. I heard that, look at his posture and demeanor, who wouldn't want to participate? It's a pity that my cultivation level is low and my age is high..."
