Wen Renxian didn't want to let go, because the golden light enveloped the person, making him look like a prison, and Shui Miaomiao in the "prison" was holding his hands on the ground, struggling to support his shaky figure.
"Yuan Zun." Jiao Pingzao pressed Wen Renxian's hand and blocked his way forward. He shook his head and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Lingtu Fuze, not only the third disciple, A person who shoots down a golden crow, even more so." They didn't finish the words but both of them knew it well, "Maybe this reward is too valuable and the disciple can't bear it for a while, but we can't spoil people by doting on them. Opportunity.”
Shui Miaomiao raised her hand with difficulty and pulled off the silk ribbon around her eyes. She opened her eyes and looked forward. In front of her eyes was the sacred golden light, and there was a cluster of white light and golden light shining in it. She felt guilty as if she had been caught, and was hidden. .
I knew it was you!
Shui Miaomiao wanted to curse loudly, but all the Xihelu came up in her throat, which was almost suffocating.
Do you dare to be serious? I only know how to hide my head and show my tail, using all kinds of dirty tricks. That bowl of xi and dew... Think about it if she drank it all at that time, no matter how Feng Ruo warned her, she would have drowned long ago. Among them, it is said that there is no way to resist if you are caught with your hands tied.
No one could have imagined that Shui Miaomiao would refuse something that others wanted because it tasted bad.
There was a three-legged golden crow stepping in front of him, speaking human words, "Listen quietly to the voice of God, wait quietly for God's call, everything is vain, why bother to obsess, the world is vast, the so-called pain, just forget it, from now on all living beings in the universe will be you Sincerely..."
When Shui Miaomiao said the word "pain", she felt a blazing fire burst into her body, burning everything, and she was in pain.
"I forgot about you! The guy who was blown up by my arrow has no right to speak. Go away and let your master come! You have no courage!" After squeezing these words between his teeth, Shui Miaomiao's eyes turned red and his forehead was full of blood. She was sweating profusely from the pain, and she knew it was just a messenger.
Mild methods have failed, and sneaky methods have failed. Now I am ready to be executed directly.
Shui Miaomiao was sweating in pain and sneered again and again.
It just hurts.
More painful than that.
Who is afraid of whom.
From an outsider's perspective, there was no movement after Shui Miaomiao was shrouded in golden light. Wen Renxian suddenly narrowed his eyes and saw that Shui Miaomiao moved his hands and grabbed something around his waist.
Holding tightly, the pattern on Feng Ruoshang was imprinted on the palm, and blood seeped out and dripped.
Continuing to exert force, Shui Miaomiao embedded Fengruo into his palm.
Fengruo seemed to be transformed into a scalpel, cutting open the flesh and bones without anesthesia, stripping away the bones and dew, scraping them clean.
Guess which pain is prevailing now?
The three-legged golden bird statue spread its wings again. Its wings were long enough to cover the sky and the sun, and its expression became ferocious. A strong wind suddenly rose. Unprepared, everyone on the high platform was blown out of the high platform by one wing.
The golden light is no longer pure, it is mottled with bright red. It is always dangerous to be horizontal!
'Crack! '
The golden light exploded, dispersed the wind and clouds, and the sun showed its head again.
Jiao Pingzao, who had just landed, looked up with horror on his face. The huge three-legged golden crow statue had cracks in its eyes and blood and tears were flowing down.
"Shui Miaomiao!" Wen Renxian rushed to the high platform and hugged Shui Miaomiao who fell backward. "What happened? Why is this happening?"
Shouldn't a good thing be an opportunity?
Shui Miaomiao seemed to have just been fished out of the water. She was so painful that she collapsed. The bright red patch in her hand wetted her dress. Wen Renxian held up Shui Miaomiao's hand and tried to take out the waist button that was deeply embedded in her flesh.
Shui Miaomiao held on tightly, shaking her slightly invisible head, showing a victorious smile, "Just think that even God can't enlighten me~~"
He used magic to turn smoke and dust to cover everything on the high platform and dispersed the attendees. Jiao Pingzao told them that it was all because the disciples of Chengxian Yuanzun were too good, so this time the god's enlightenment had such a strange effect. elephant.
"It is an alien, but also a hope."
Who is talking nonsense here! Jiao Pingzao frowned and turned around to look, with a sullen face he was about to reprimand, but he swallowed back the curse words urgently, "Xi Po?"
"It's an alien, but it's also hope." Xipo was dressed in black, covering her head to toes. She was stooped and out of breath. She stared at the smoke and dust on the high platform and murmured, "Alien, hope..."
"Who asked you to bring this person here! Why don't you help him back quickly?" Jiao Pingzao waved his sleeves. If Xi Po was messed up by this mess, who would he cry to?
Xipo didn't want to, so she was supported by someone forcefully, still holding her neck and looking back three times to stare at the high platform, "Alien, hope, save, destroy..."
Jiao Pingzao shook his head and sighed, almost stamping his feet and beating his chest. Could it be that the disaster pointed out by Tiandihan in the ten days was aimed at the Jiao family?
Looking back, Wen Renxian and Shui Miaomiao were no longer on the high platform.
Wen Renxian had already brought the person back to Jiuyao Capital. A group of doctors were called over urgently and took turns to check. The results showed that there was no major problem. The girl's body was as weak as ever. The most serious condition was It's just a wound on the hand.
Wen Renxian obviously didn't believe it, they were all a bunch of quacks!
Shui Miaomiao was lying on the bed, listening to the doctors' low-spirited explanations, and smiled sarcastically. All the pain she felt was like smoke, leaving no trace, and only she knew how painful it was at that time.
Why did she have to endure all that pain? It would be much easier to obey. Shui Miaomiao didn't know, so she just assumed that she had done something wrong.
If the price of ease is forgetfulness, then my life should be deprived from the beginning. Life is made alive by memories.
Let me forget and leave only my body, and I will no longer be me.
Shui Miaomiao suddenly began to wonder why she came to this other world, just to forget the words, and what did Po Meng do on the way! Wouldn't it be better to let her reincarnate as planned? He also took advantage of others...
"Master." Shui Miaomiao shouted, her voice a little hoarse. The doctors were almost frightened out of their wits by the silent Wen Renxian, and they were all shaking like chaff, leaving them unable to think quietly.
"What's wrong?" Wen Renxian suddenly changed his face, sat down on the bed and asked softly.
"I'm fine, really." Shui Miaomiao moved out and rubbed her head against Wen Renxian's thigh, "I feel much better. Apart from anything else, the Xihelu really helped me consume a lot of the remaining energy in my body. Fire spirit.”
After hearing this, Wen Renxian put his hand on Shui Miaomiao's wrist, and he would also feel the pulse bit by bit.
After a while, Shui Miaomiao sighed. The remaining fire spirit energy in Shui Miaomiao's body was much less, but there was still a lot left. Wen Renxian glanced at the doctors who were kneeling on the ground and did not dare to raise their heads. She cherished her words like gold, "Get out." .”
"Yes, yes." The doctors left in a hurry, and the room became quiet.
After bumping Wen Renxian's leg with his head, Shui Miaomiao comforted him, "Master, don't be angry. It was all an accident."
"I still need Miaomiao to comfort me, are you scaring Miaomiao?" Wen Renxian's hand originally resting on Shui Miaomiao's wrist climbed onto Shui Miaomiao's hand, and their fingers were clasped together.
It can't be regarded as a tight grip. Shui Miaomiao has no strength now and his hands are spread out, so he can't diagnose the problem. However, the pain has not completely dissipated, so Wen Renxian just holds on tightly. I feel guilty and nervous...
