"Come down, let's challenge each other!" Jiao Yingqing, who was ignored, couldn't hold back her anger at all. She glanced at no one around Jiao Pingza and rushed over immediately.
Under the blindfold, Shui Miaomiao rolled her eyes and responded lazily. The earth-shattering sound of drums came from the sky, mixed with the high-pitched and long calls of birds, which was majestic and inviolable.
When Jiao Yingqing heard this, she immediately shut her mouth and straightened her makeup. She was extremely obedient and pious. People who were watching the ceremony from afar also lowered their heads, performed strange salutes, and silently recited praises in their mouths.
Shui Miaomiao and Wen Renxian, two incompatible people, stood out. After all, few people in the desert shot down the Golden Crow.
"Do I need to come down?" Sensing the sudden change in the atmosphere, Shui Miaomiao asked Wen Renxian in a low voice. Shui Miaomiao was still fine if she just stood.
"No need." Wen Renxian decisively refused.
In the open space in front of everyone, a high platform rose up from the ground, accompanied by smoke and people's exclamations. Wen Renxian looked up and saw that the high platform under the sunlight was extremely illusory and real. There was a huge giant on the high platform. The three-legged golden crow statue is flapping its wings and about to fly, lifelike, overlooking the crowd.
Kill the Golden Crow and sacrifice to the Golden Crow?
Shui Miaomiao subconsciously wanted to raise her head when she heard the sound, but Wen Renxian raised her hand to cover it up, "It's too dazzling."
"Yes." Shui Miaomiao wanted to say that the ribbon given by Wen Renxian filtered the light very well and made everything soft.
"in case."
While Shui Miaomiao and Wen Renxian were whispering, the arrogant figure appeared solemnly and sacred on the high platform, saying some scene words, expressing condolences and apologies for the accident that happened on the day of chasing the Golden Crow, and thanking him for passing by. Sanshui Fairy came to help...
"Haha." Shui Miaomiao's sudden laughter was very clear. Feeling that it was the wrong time to laugh, Shui Miaomiao quickly covered her mouth.
Just now, Wen Renxian told a joke.
Wen Renxian tells a joke!
Although the joke was not funny at all, Shui Miaomiao thought about giving it some face, but she didn't expect that she made herself laugh.
Seeing Shui Miaomiao's support, Wen Renxian couldn't help but smile. It seemed that he had a talent for telling jokes, "I'm giving it to Miaomiao."
"No!" Shui Miaomiao, who was overjoyed, stretched out her hand and blocked Wen Renxian's mouth. Telling a cold joke in such a serious manner was so weird that she was about to freeze.
Shui Miaomiao didn't listen to a word of what Jiao Pingzao said on the high platform.
Wen Renxian, on the other hand, was preoccupied with two things. Anyway, whenever Sanshui was mentioned, he would interrupt.
Jiao Pingzao knew what it meant, so he briefly expressed his gratitude to Fairy Sanshui. He had prepared some heartfelt words, but Wenren Fairy took it too seriously.
The ceremony accelerated to the awarding of warriors. This section was originally very lively, but the onlookers had already given their enthusiasm to thank Fairy Sanshui, but Jiao Yingqing and the other two also seemed very excited.
They are all monks. If there is no practical benefit, there won't be so many people willing to risk their lives to participate.
It was a long bird whistle that passed through the clouds. Shui Miaomiao couldn't help but frown and cover her ears.
The statue on the high platform seemed to come to life. It shook its wings, and its feathers floated down and transformed into four bowls. The sun's rays shone on the bowls, melting them into a pool of sparkling water.
Four bowls were handed down by four graceful girls.
"please."
Wen Renxian inspected for a week, and the amount of sparkling liquid in the bowl was still different. The two monks who each shot a golden crow only had one mouthful in the bowl, Jiao Yingqing followed, and Shui Miaomiao had the most. This bowl in front of me.
The two monks couldn't wait to grab the bowl and drank it all in one gulp. They wanted to swallow the bowl as well.
Wen Renxian witnessed everything and raised his eyebrows slightly. He could clearly see the slight change in the aura around the two of them, which seemed to be gentler and closer. The hidden injury on one person's leg seemed to be healed the moment he drank the water.
Jiao Yingqing's eyes were also very intense, but she still paid attention to her image, bowed to the statue on the high platform, and then took the bowl and drank it in one gulp.
After confirming that everyone was fine and had benefits after drinking, Wen Renxian withdrew his gaze and put Shui Miaomiao on the ground, took the bowl and fed it to Shui Miaomiao's mouth.
"What?" Shui Miaomiao asked.
"Xihelu." The girl who brought the bowl explained to Shui Miaomiao, "It will only be given to the brave man who shoots the Golden Crow."
Shui Miaomiao tentatively stuck out her tongue and took a lick. An indescribable taste went straight to Tianling Gai. She pushed Wen Renxian's hand away and Shui Miaomiao retched, "Ouch!"
It felt like taking a big mouthful of blood, the smell was extremely fishy, and the aftertaste was still salty and sweet, sticky, and it stuck to the tongue and couldn't be shaken off.
Shui Miaomiao almost cried because of the unpleasant taste.
Jiao Yingqing looked over and wiped the corners of her mouth. She now felt full of energy, swept away her fatigue, and still had a fighting spirit. She sarcastically said, "Humph, it's useless to suffer without happiness."
Shui Miaomiao really wants to push that bowl of something to Jiao Yingqing's face. If you like it, drink more!
However, Wen Renxian held it very securely and persuaded Shui Miaomiao to drink a little.
This was indeed a good thing. Seeing the two monks licking the corners of their mouths with eager eyes, Wen Renxian glanced at it. The two of them immediately froze, and were forced to lower their heads and not dare to move.
However, Shui Miaomiao frantically refused, shaking her head and waving her hands, saying sophistry, "They say it's a gift. If you give it to me, it's mine. If I don't want to drink it, why don't I sell it?"
Shui Miaomiao whimsically said that the prize for chasing the Golden Crow should be known to be precious, but it is not an exaggeration to say that this taste is a punishment.
Shui Miaomiao doesn't like to upset her stomach.
Come to the auction, if the price is high, it won't be a waste.
"Well." The girl's voice sounded a little embarrassed, "Except for the person who shot the Golden Crow, drinking it will have no effect on others."
This is still bound.
That is to say, the only way to sell it is to Jiao Yingqing and two other people. The two people were so frightened by Wen Renxian that they did not dare to look here again.
Although Jiao Yingqing was jealous, she would definitely not speak.
Shui Miaomiao firmly refused with a look of disgust, pushing away Wen Renxian's hand, "Anyway, I don't drink it. Whoever likes it can drink it. You don't know how bad it tastes. This is definitely not something for people to drink." .”
Wen Renxian didn't want to force Shui Miaomiao, but this Xihe dew might be helpful to Shui Miaomiao's body, so he was very confused, "Just take a sip, or a sip."
"I'm already broken after just one lick. How about you try it, master, and touch your conscience. If you say it's not hard to drink, I'll take a sip."
"Okay." Wen Renxian agreed, "I'll drink half, Miaomiao, you drink half."
"Ah?" Before Shui Miaomiao could react, Wen Renxian had already raised his head and drank half of the drink. He was afraid that if he was too slow, Shui Miaomiao would not agree.
"Can you drink this blindly?" Shui Miaomiao shouted in a panic.
"Don't worry." The girl explained at the right time. There are always people who covet Xi Helu and have tried it. "With Yuan Zun's level of cultivation, Xi Helu is useless. It's just a bowl of unpleasant water."
"We've arrived in Miaomiao." Wen Renxian, who cut first and played later, handed the bowl back to Shui Miaomiao's mouth.
"When did I agree to half for each person?" Shui Miaomiao muttered, touched Wen Renxian's hand, reluctantly drank the remaining half, and retched while running.
