Shui Miaomiao tugged on the hem of Wen Renxian's clothes and watched the two of them talking to each other in silence. When the aunt on the side saw this, she knelt down at Shui Miaomiao's feet and begged miserably.
How could she become a bad person? Shui Miaomiao couldn't figure it out.
"Wait for me, they will soon be nothing more than a group of bandits." Wen Renxian drew out the Hidden Immortal Sword, made a decisive decision and cut off the corners of his clothes, and strode away.
He knew that Shui Miaomiao would not let go, but Wen Renxian would not ignore the evildoers. They were both stubborn.
"***!" Shui Miaomiao was so angry that he threw the rags on the ground, rushed forward and patted Wen Renxian on the shoulder. When Wen Renxian turned around, he grabbed him Push him against the wall and bully him.
Although Shui Miaomiao did not have an advantage in terms of body shape, she raised her head just enough to bite Wen Renxian's Adam's apple. However, her momentum was as fierce as a rainbow, and her arms supported the wall to seal Wen Renxian into that inch of land.
"Miaomiao." The tip of Wenrenxian's tongue trembled slightly. There was no gap between his back and the wall, but Shui Miaomiao was still pressing forward step by step.
"Shut up." Shui Miaomiao scolded, standing on tiptoes to try to increase his momentum, "They are just a group of bandits. Master, do you know your current situation? Patients should have the awareness of patients!"
"I"
"Don't quibble!" Shui Miaomiao raised his head slightly and bumped Wen Renxian's chin. Wen Renxian had no choice but to shut up and was forced to raise his head, otherwise he would kiss Shui Miaomiao's forehead.
"Don't say you don't have it. Even a saint will catch a cold. Even a saint knows that you need to rest when you catch a cold. So stop being so stubborn."
"I never try to be brave." Wen Renxian finally said a complete sentence. He really felt that there was no problem. He didn't feel any discomfort now, and he had been resting for a day or two.
"I never try to be strong." Shui Miaomiao angrily hit Wen Renxian's chest with her head as a hammer, as if she hated iron.
She knew that Wen Renxian's self-esteem was a bit too high and she had been avoiding touching it. But Wen Renxian was too much and didn't take his body seriously at all. Obviously no one asked him to be strong all the time.
Wen Renxian didn't feel any pain at all after being hit. Instead, his chest was itchy and made him want to laugh. If Shui Miaomiao laughed, didn't Shui Miaomiao like to show off her strength enough?
Shui Miaomiao admits that she has never been brave. All she has done is that there is no one in front of her and someone behind her who wants to protect her. However, Wenrenxian's situation is different, "Master, you still have me, I just don't want you to let Master." Going on an adventure, you didn’t say you wouldn’t save me until you die, and Master, you said it was nothing more than a group of bandits.”
With sincere and attentive eyes, Shui Miaomiao unexpectedly grabbed Wen Renxian's hand and snatched the Hidden Immortal Sword from him.
"You still have me," Wen Renxian slowed down for a moment. He could only hold back his beating heart and wanted to take it back. Shui Miaomiao stepped back and used his sword to block it. Wen Renxian would definitely be hurt if he tried to take the sword. Shui Miaomiao.
The aunt secretly glanced at the sight of Shui Miaomiao, and immediately kowtowed to Shui Miaomiao, begging and thanking her, feeling very miserable and helpless.
Shui Miaomiao couldn't empathize with him. Wen Renxian should avoid using spiritual power now. After burning Shui Miaomiao once, he really didn't know what to do. But because of his aunt's words, Wen Renxian planned to go out and die.
Shui Miaomiao thinks that he is not very enlightened and just hopes that the people around him can be well. "Don't kowtow. If you ask, you shouldn't embarrass others. Take good care of my master. If he steps out of this house, the gangsters will kill him." I won’t care if the village is massacred.”
"Absolutely." Seeing Shui Miaomiao relent, the aunt responded excitedly, turned around and hugged Wen Renxian's calf.
After getting along with each other for the past few days, the aunt knew that Shui Miaomiao was soft-hearted, so the first thing she asked for when she entered the house was Shui Miaomiao, but she didn't expect that the young master would respond first.
But no matter what, it would be good if she could agree to save her daughter. How could her daughter's beautiful face match that of a gangster? If Shui Miaomiao didn't have scars on her face, she wouldn't want to sacrifice her face to ask for help.
"Miaomiao!" Wen Renxian shouted and wanted to stop him, but Shui Miaomiao had already broken the window and came out. At the same time, he placed a ban on the room, a very simple ban. This ban was easy for Wen Renxian, but if Wen Renxian When the human immortal is destroyed, Shui Miaomiao will suffer the backlash.
After kicking the aunt away, Wen Renxian came to the empty broken window. He could only see Shui Miaomiao's back disappearing around the corner. He felt uneasy and had veins on the back of his fisted hands.
After a long time, the aunt's crying became more and more noisy.
Xian couldn't help but wonder, did he really want to save people...
"My benefactor, my great benefactor."
It's really nothing more than a group of bandits.
After Shui Miaomiao sealed the throat of the last person standing with his sword, the villagers rushed forward to check the body to ensure that no one was alive and looted it.
Shui Miaomiao looked bored, but she had forgotten that there were no so-called "mortals" in the world of gods and demons, so why didn't she want to resist.
To Shui Miaomiao, this group of bandits were not very powerful, but they were more powerful because of the large number of people. They looked quite intimidating.
Shui Miaomiao stood aside. She didn't need those things. The villagers just ignored them when they saw that she didn't want them, and Shui Miaomiao couldn't turn around and leave.
For the gangsters, a group of people who have no humanity and are determined to retaliate, they are afraid that the wildfire will not burn out and the spring breeze will blow again. They have agreed to save people and do not want to leave any consequences.
"Immortals, don't be offended. We have little knowledge but we all yearn for the appearance of immortals. This cultivation resource is rare. Immortals also know that this has been the case since ancient times..." There are still people with big ideas who come to talk to Shui Miaomiao and remind Shui Miaomiao. There was a seven or eight inch long wound on the back of Miao's left arm.
Have it?
Shui Miaomiao turned her head and tried her best to look, and there was indeed it. Looking at the blood flowing down, it was a bit darker than the normal color. Maybe it was something painted on the weapon, but she didn't notice at all. She swallowed the blood on the fairy boat that day. The medicine I prescribed is quite effective.
After confirming that the gangsters were dead and the aunt's daughter was not injured, Shui Miaomiao asked, "Can I find someone to bandage it with me?"
Wen Renxian must not be able to see her like this.
Just as Shui Miaomiao was about to knock on the door, the door was opened. Wen Renxian appeared at the door, grabbed Shui Miaomiao's hand and looked at it carefully, "Are you injured?"
Because it took a while to deal with the wound, the lie was not finished yet. Shui Miaomiao looked at the aunt and said, "Auntie, wipe your tears and go see your daughter. She is fine but she is more or less frightened. She needs it." People comfort.”
The aunt quickly wiped her tears with her sleeves, hurriedly thanked her and left.
Wen Renxian welcomed Shui Miaomiao into the house and said with rare seriousness, "There will be no next time. How can I let you take risks when it's something I promised?"
Shui Miaomiao walked around Wen Renxian and walked to the table, poured herself a cup of tea, took a sip and replied, "We master and disciple are of the same mind."
"Then you don't need to be serious about it."
"What do you mean, Master!" Shui Miaomiao put down the tea cup with some annoyance, "It's all the same. If it were Master, I would be in this room, so all Master's uneasiness at the moment is my uneasiness."
Wen Renxian strode towards Shui Miaomiao. Although Shui Miaomiao didn't say anything, he behaved normally, but after changing his clothes, the smell of blood on his body could be said to be that of gangsters, but what about the smell of herbs.
Care leads to chaos. Wen Renxian forced Shui Miaomiao to the corner of the table, "I'm not dead yet!"
"Don't you worry if you worry about someone because the other person is too strong?" Shui Miaomiao met Wen Renxian's gaze and refused to give in. "Then the master's good care of me before was just because he thought I was too weak and lost. Master’s face!”
