Chapter 1033

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The father in the hospital bed was covered with snowy sheets over his head, and the mother could not hold on and fainted.

You tried to move forward on your hands and knees, but you were separated by the medical staff who stepped forward to rescue you. Your relatives came again, and you opened your mouth to shirk responsibility and distort the facts, "Your dad was so angry with you..."

You know that all this is fallacy and nonsense, but you admit it because you are afraid and cowardly. You can't beat four hands with two fists, and for some reason you are accused by the whole world.

This is not a good memory, just disappear if it disappears, but this is a nightmare, pressed at the deepest part by the forbidden curse, protected in disguise, it is not that easy, the bubbles break and gather, gather and break again.

This was torture, and Shui Miaomiao should have been heartbroken, but she remained indifferent and did not even blink.

This is unreasonable. Is she really suffocating herself to death?

According to common sense, no one can suffocate themselves to death on their own, but there is no common sense in this world, and Shui Miaomiao cannot use common sense to speculate.

So I became nervous, panicked, and stopped thinking about logic. I just knew that this person couldn't die.

The moment Shui Miaomiao felt the restraint of the water shock was relieved, she slightly raised the corners of her mouth.

Xi Po stood by the pool, her eyes full of heat, waiting for her hope to be born. The red thread appeared on the Hidden Immortal Sword lying quietly on the ground. It was pulled, suddenly attacked Xi Po, and then hacked into the pool.

It was a blood-cutting technique. When Shui Miaomiao touched the Hidden Immortal Sword, he endured the severe pain of ruptured meridians and gave it to him.

When she discovered something was wrong with Xi Po, she knew that she had been stripped of Feng Ruo and deprived of Shui Ying Yin. She really had nothing to rely on, and the only thing she could use was her own flesh and blood.

Wen Renxian was certainly aware of the sound of the sword.

No one can use his sword, except Shui Miaomiao. Isn't he seeing a doctor? Why does the Hidden Immortal Sword move abnormally?

Without any hesitation, Wen Renxian walked towards the house. Shui Miaomiao was the most important thing, and Xi Po's instructions were instantly forgotten.

It's just a stab in the back.

Wen Renxian stepped back and dodged, his eyes focused and merciless. About ten people were knocked out of their bodies and fell to the ground, wailing in pain.

"Shut up, everyone!" Jiao Yingqing strode out and glanced at the people on the circle who couldn't even resist Wenrenxian's attack, without concealing his disgust.

Just looking at Wen Renxian, her expression became gentle and shy subconsciously, and she bowed, "Chengxian Yuanzun is really powerful, he didn't really take action, but just a little coercion scared them out of their wits, I have to Let father replace them."

Wen Renxian frowned. Do you think he has little knowledge or was too well protected before? He has never seen such a shameless and shameless girl as Jiao Yingqing. He doesn't want to get into more trouble with her. "What do you mean by this? Jiao Ping" Where is dryness?"

When Jiao Pingzao was mentioned, Jiao Yingqing took half a step back, but when she looked at the room, she felt confident again, "Yuanzun Chengxian should also lower his voice. I just listened to my ancestors and came here to maintain it, because I always Someone likes to disturb our ancestor by being clever and careless while she is being treated. The consequences should usually be borne by the patient. Are you sure Chengxian Yuanzun wants to break in?"

Wen Renxian remained silent.

He didn't know the situation inside the house, so he couldn't be sure that something happened to Shui Miaomiao just by the movement of his sword. Besides, Xipo had no reason to hurt Shui Miaomiao, right?

"It's you who repeatedly asked my ancestor to come out, but now you don't trust me. I think Xi Po must have said that her treatment methods are different from those of ordinary doctors. If Yuanzun Chengxian is not at ease, just leave it alone." Yingqing spread her hands and made a gesture of invitation, "I know that I can't stop you. If it weren't for the instructions of my ancestors, I wouldn't be here. To put it bluntly, I hope you can force your way in and get out." If nothing happens, I can wake up from my dreams laughing."

Jiao Yingqing said the last sentence from the bottom of her heart.

Wen Renxian clenched his fists, full of hesitation. He was worried about Shui Miaomiao, and he was afraid of disturbing Shui Miaomiao's treatment. He had already missed many things and really didn't know what to choose.

He has always been confident and fearless, but when it comes to Shui Miaomiao, he becomes more and more timid and frightened.

The sword only made a sound. Wen Renxian forced herself to calm down and said threateningly, "Shui Miaomiao is very important to your Jiao family. If anything happens to her, your Jiao family will basically be dead."

"Humph." Jiao Yingqing took a step forward, expressing disdain and impatience with her whole body, "These are the words, she is very important, very important, very important!"

My father said this, my ancestors said this, Wen Renxian also said this, there is still heaven.

Jiao Yingqing just doesn't believe in this evil. Why should you listen to those people? Is it important? Dead, I see how important she should be!

She really wanted to see Wen Renxian rush in and interrupt everything.

But this won't work. The ancestor is getting older and may suffer the consequences. The ancestor is still very good to her, otherwise she wouldn't stay here.

"I really don't know what is so good about her that makes Chengxian Yuanzun so protective and anxious. It's completely different from the rumors."

Jiao Yingqing was very unhappy, but she didn't have roundabout thoughts like her father. She always said what she said directly, no matter if it was inappropriate or not, "She has a pretty face, and her eyes are as pure and innocent as if she could talk, but she is very Will the important person be innocent? I think she should be quite good at singing,"

"If you don't want a arrogant white-haired person to give away to a black-haired person, you'd better shut up."

Jiao Yingqing was shocked and took a few steps back. Wen Renxian just glanced at her, but she felt that Wen Renxian was really capable of breaking her neck in an instant.

"Huh." Jiao Yingqing sneered and rubbed her neck, turned to look at the house, and secretly grinded her teeth.

"Don't do useless things." Wen Renxian reminded.

"I won't." Jiao Yingqing put on a smile, "I'm looking forward to it. They say there will be a new Shui Miaomiao. I hope it won't be so annoying. I will reluctantly accept the so-called importance."

new?

What's the meaning?

Wen Renxian became more and more restless and anxious.

He could only be sure that Xipo had no reason to hurt Shui Miaomiao, and Xipo would indeed not hurt Shui Miaomiao, but who could give an accurate definition of harm.

Does self-righteousness count as harm?

The Hidden Immortal Sword cut through Xi Po's dark and flowing robe unprepared, releasing a ray of white light. Xi Po immediately covered herself with the black robe and watched helplessly as the sword was pulled into the pool by the red thread.

Wanting to remedy the situation, he stretched out his hand towards the water, but the result was a clear rejection, ruthlessly knocking Xi Po away.

It felt a bit like killing the donkey, but the donkey had to obey. Xipo hugged her tightly and put on her black robe, not wanting to expose any part of her body to God.

The invasion of foreign objects made the water become turbulent, like a small boat bumping on the huge waves, and Shui Miaomiao held the long sword in his hand, as if he had caught the Dinghai Shenzhen.

It was time to break away. She was about to vomit from staying here, but a series of sincere and caring cries came from far to near, unfamiliar but with traces of familiarity.