Wenrenxian didn't know everything that happened in Jiuyaodu. He had already carried Shui Miaomiao and Yujian far away, and the heavy rain seemed to be chasing them down.
Wen Renxian felt as heavy as a thousand pieces of gold when the rain stained his body. He had no choice but to lower his altitude and slow down his speed, but it was of no use.
His body became more and more unstable, and he finally fell to the ground and rolled down the hillside. He was really embarrassed. Fortunately, there were no people in the nearby barren mountains, otherwise he would have made headlines.
Wen Renxian climbed up from the ground with difficulty and immediately checked Shui Miaomiao. He protected Shui Miaomiao very well and was not affected at all.
The spiritual power was intermittent, and Wenrenxian could only walk on foot holding Shui Miaomiao. He had to find a place to stay and take shelter from the rain. It rained continuously, so there was no need to be complacent.
Ahead is an Orion's house, nice, but occupied.
Borrowing was impossible. Orion looked very unfriendly and showed hostility to any living creature that stepped into his territory.
Knock him out quietly, but that was before.
Now, after three or two moves, Wen Renxian managed to subdue the Orion, and he even punched himself in the face, which was really strong.
Votting out a mouthful of blood, Wen Renxian looked expressionless, hugged Shui Miaomiao, stepped over the unconscious Orion on the ground, and walked towards the bed in the house.
Use spiritual power to dry Shui Miaomiao's clothes.
He could no longer use his spiritual power, and the symptoms were so obvious that Wen Renxian had no time to care. He sat down on the ground beside the bed and held Shui Miaomiao's hand tightly.
Apart from giving some spiritual power, Wen Renxian didn't know what he could do. Apart from his spiritual power cultivation, he seemed to know nothing...
He fell asleep, when? Where is Miaomiao?
When this realization appeared in Wenrenxian's consciousness, he struggled to open his eyes. His body seemed to be trapped in mud and tightly wrapped, unable to move, making it hard to breathe.
Desperately breaking away from all the restraints, Wen Renxian sat up and met Shui Miaomiao's concerned gaze. Shui Miaomiao blinked blankly and looked at Wen Renxian who sat up. Joy slowly gathered in her eyes. He leaned forward and was about to say something.
Wenrenxian's whole body's strength suddenly disappeared like a floodgate opening, and he fell backward unwillingly. He doubted the authenticity of the glance just now. Shui Miaomiao was right in front of him, and he was really afraid that if he fell down, even if he saw it, he would disappear.
At the last second, as if giving everything he had, Wen Renxian raised his hand to cover Shui Miaomiao's neck and took him down with him.
Caught off guard, his lips pressed against hers.
It was just a fleeting glimpse, and it left as soon as it touched it. Before she could taste anything, Shui Miaomiao's hand quickly supported the edge of the bed and pulled away from her body. The hand on the back of her neck that lost strength then slipped to the bed, making a dull sound.
Shui Miaomiao was startled, her hand slipped and fell off the edge of the bed, and she fell again. She panicked and stabilized her body. She was not falling, but she was incredibly close.
The smell was intertwined, and it seemed thick, damp and sticky in this wooden house with drafts on all sides.
Wen Renxian's right eye returned to its original silver color at some point. There must be no spiritual power left to hide it. The silver light flickered and reflected the water, mysteriously tempting.
Shui Miaomiao once said that she likes these silver eyes and is always fascinated by them. The cool colors are also the most concise. It is easy to draw everything you see. It feels like you are the eyes, the only existence. .
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【Forced to cultivate immortality, I just want to get married】 【】
Shui Miaomiao's cheeks turned red uncontrollably, reflected in the cold right eye of a snow-capped mountain, and the floating snow was dyed crimson.
It was even more disturbing than the fleeting kiss just now.
Could it be intentional?
Shui Miaomiao forgot to sit up for a moment.
Is it one second, two seconds, or ten breaths? The time is very short and the time is very long.
When did you come to your senses? It was only when Wen Renxian put his hand on the back of Shui Miaomiao's trembling hand on the edge of the bed, trying to push it in.
Shui Miaomiao sat too far on the edge of the bed, really afraid that she would fall off accidentally.
Shui Miaomiao sat up straight, took back her hands, and closed them on her heart. The unexpected kiss had long been forgotten by the two of them, and it was the intertwining of breaths that made people most uneasy and uneasy.
There are so many things but no explanation.
Wen Renxian stared at Shui Miaomiao's side face, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised, as if he had received some confirmation. He blinked and slowly disappeared the silver light in his eyes, and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth also covered up the discomfort in his body. Down.
After confirming that Shui Miaomiao was really there and sitting by the bed, Wen Renxian had no strength to do anything anymore and felt as if he had sunk into the swamp again.
Only my thoughts were not submerged because I kept thinking about Shui Miaomiao.
When did he go to bed?
When did Shui Miaomiao wake up?
Did Shui Miaomiao get her into bed?
How does Miaomiao feel now? Feeling uncomfortable? Will there be any sequelae?
By the way, there is also the owner of the cabin outside the house.
Is he waking up soon?
What to do when he wakes up? He has no way to deal with him now. It is impossible to let Miaomiao...
Tacit understanding always appears in some inexplicable places.
Seeing that Wen Renxian's eyes were drifting towards the door, Shui Miaomiao said, "When the man woke up, I gave him a bag of spiritual stones, enough to buy a building, and he left happily. By leaving this wooden house behind, Master feels at ease."
Yes, you can use spirit stones.
Wen Renxian twitched the corners of his lips, unable to laugh at himself. How could he not have thought of it? There was obviously a simple way, but he always had to think in complicated ways.
Shui Miaomiao stood up, closed the window and closed the door.
When she woke up, it was too late to do anything. She only found her master who had fainted and couldn't wake him up. She moved him to the bed and guarded him every step of the way.
Wen Renxian didn't know that a day and a night had actually passed.
Only now, when Wen Renxian woke up, Shui Miaomiao swallowed back her uneasy heart. Thinking of closing the doors and windows, her steps felt a little weak, and every step she took on the ground felt a little unreal.
Shui Miaomiao closed the last window and sealed it with spiritual power to ensure there was no air leakage. She raised her head and looked around.
I was wondering, where am I? Who are you? What is being done? Why do this? Something is missing, it can't be connected.
Shui Miaomiao stood in the middle of the room in a daze, and Wen Renxian worriedly shouted, "Miaomiao?"
Wen Renxian lost his voice and the sound he made was almost silent, but it was enough for Shui Miaomiao to hear it.
Suddenly coming back to his senses, Shui Miaomiao patted her head vigorously, as if patting a broken old TV, hoping that it would be cured if she patted it.
"Master." Shui Miaomiao replied first. After a moment's delay, he turned to look at the bed. He stood there and glanced around. He took out the quilt from Shui Yingyin, walked to the bed, and threw the worn blanket on the bed to the ground. , gently cover Wen Renxian.
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【Forced to cultivate immortality, I just want to get married】 【】
After taking out the purified water from Shui Yingyin, I fed Wenrenxian some and moistened his throat, but there was no change. Wenrenxian still sounded like a mosquito and it was difficult to move.
Wen Renxian wanted to hide and hold on, but no one was stupid and everyone would see. Shui Miaomiao thought Wen Renxian was tired and just woke up.
Still holding on to hope, hoping that what Xi Po said was just a bluff.
Shui Miaomiao held Wen Renxian's hand and gently stroked it twice to express reassurance. Shui Miaomiao tried to put Wen Renxian's hand into the quilt and tuck the quilt tightly.
Wen Renxian turned his palm over, hesitating for only a moment, and Shui Miaomiao responded by clenching it.
