Shui Miaomiao dragged Wen Renxian to him again. He couldn't stay here forever. The village had just experienced a massacre, and the rich blood would attract the real master of the mountains.
But as soon as he grabbed Wen Renxian's arm and was about to exert force, he heard a sound like the tearing of brocade silk, and a blood hole suddenly exploded, and the blood instantly penetrated the sleeve.
Shui Miaomiao was so frightened that she immediately retracted her hand and held her breath without daring to move.
Wen Renxian was really fragile now. What else could she do besides sigh?
Shui Miaomiao simply lay down next to Wen Renxian and carefully grabbed his hand. As expected, it felt warm.
Now there are two choices, either Wenrenxian will heat himself to death, or Shui Miaomiao will die of coldness, it all depends on who is more lucky.
Shui Miaomiao moved closer to Wen Renxian and closed her eyes.
The flying ice blue butterfly obviously paused. What is this person going to do? It's just a butterfly and doesn't understand anything.
The ice blue butterfly landed on Shui Miaomiao's forehead and flapped its wings vigorously, but no matter how itchy Shui Miaomiao was, she was too lazy to open her eyes and look...
When the first ray of light in the mountains shone through the branches and onto Shui Miaomiao's face, Shui Miaomiao frowned and was forced to open her eyes reluctantly. It was so dazzlingly bright.
The night passed like this, it felt like it was just a blink of an eye.
Shui Miaomiao moved her stiff body and turned to look at Wen Renxian. Although her face was bloodless, her breathing was steady. It seemed that both of them were still alive.
The ice blue butterfly landed on Shui Miaomiao's chest, its tentacles drooped down a little tiredly. It flew all night and stayed overnight. If not, it would have been eaten by a beast even if it wasn't hot or cold.
"Thank you for your hard work, have a good rest." Shui Miaomiao sat up and put the ice blue butterfly into his sleeve, then looked into the distance.
What you can see is much further during the day than at night, and the charred village ruins the empty and deep artistic conception of the early morning.
She looked back and covered her face with her hands and was silent for a while. Shui Miaomiao sniffed, put down her hands and got up, gently poking Wen Renxian beside her.
It's not as fragile as it was at night, but it's still extremely hot.
Shui Miaomiao carried Wen Renxian on his back and surveyed the direction, but this time he did not go towards a place where there might be people, but towards the deep mountains.
Since Wen Renxian doesn't want to seek medical treatment, he shouldn't go into the crowd. What's more, he is unstable. If something happens to him, he doesn't know who will drag him down. If Wen Renxian does that, I'm afraid it will be even worse. Be sad and worry too much, don't let your body collapse and you will be killed first by the blow.
There are few people in the mountains and it is quiet, so it is suitable for self-cultivation, but accommodation is a bit hard to find.
After much thought, Shui Miaomiao dismantled the fairy boat and left three or two rooms. After all, the fairy boat was too big and easily attracted attention. They needed to keep a low profile...
Shui Miaomiao was very quick with her hands and feet, and with the help of a painless assistant, she arranged the environment in a decent and somewhat homelike way before Wen Renxian woke up.
It’s true that home is a hobby in my heart, but I just don’t have time to spare now, otherwise I would have to plant two acres of land in the water.
Wen Renxian hadn't woken up yet, but the high temperature had come and gone inexplicably on its own. As long as it stopped burning, Shui Miaomiao could only comfort herself in this way.
After confirming again and again that Wen Renxian's body temperature returned to normal, Shui Miaomiao put away the handkerchief and carried the copper basin and left the room. She kept guarding Wen Renxian and Shui Miaomiao felt like she stunk.
Although I have the dust purification technique, I still feel uncomfortable, so I might as well boil some water for a practical one, and take a bath to relax.
Wen Renxian on the bed didn't know when he opened his eyes.
It's like this again, there is no discomfort, except for the top-heavy feeling after lying for a long time, that cup of tea seems to be more tormenting people's minds.
I always felt that I had no time to rejoice that I was well. I was hit by someone unexpectedly, and immediately I was flipped on my back. This situation with no end is the most torture.
Wen Renxian stood up and rubbed the center of his brow, and his tired senses recovered. The sound of water coming from the window became clearer and clearer, mixed with some gentle laughter.
He came to the window by accident and gently pushed it open.
Holding the water in his hands, he poured it down from his head. The foam on his head was wrapped in water drops and slowly slid down from Shui Miaomiao's slender neck.
Shui Miaomiao was washing her hair. She had just taken a bath for herself not long ago. Her whole body was still hot and pink and shiny. She only wore a thin pearl white dress to facilitate washing her hair.
Most of her clothes were wet, and her body was outlined with a pink look, like pink pearls hidden in a shell. Afraid of disintegration and shattering, she could only gather herself in the shell. It would be a sin to even take a peek.
"My old waist." Shui Miaomiao muttered and straightened up, raising her hands to raise her hair like a girl, and the water droplets danced with colorful light.
Washing long hair is really killing her. She will definitely not join in the fun in the future. Shui Miaomiao reflected on herself, looked at the uncleaned foam on her hands, rubbed it in a circle, put her hand in front of her lips and blew it out.
"Hahaha." The girl was easily satisfied but could only make three or five bubbles, then she smiled and gasped repeatedly. The ice blue butterfly flew forward and burst the bubbles, causing the girl to gasp again, "Don't make trouble! If you hit me, If you can’t fly with wet wings, I won’t wipe them for you, and I can’t even wipe my own hair.”
Looking at the water in the basin, Shui Miaomiao tapped her bent waist, directly picked up the basin, and poured a basin of water from her head, dripping heartily.
The girl's exquisite body is clearly visible at this moment, her neck is slender and white, with strands of green hair twining up.
"Touch!" It was the sound of closing the window, but because it was too hard, it bounced back and flapped violently. There was no one in front of the window, and right next to the window, Wen Renxian pressed against the wall, his chest heaving and his eyes closed. All that lingers in my mind is Shui Miaomiao's laughter.
It was a subconscious move, but why should I hide?
It was his uncontrollable gaze and indulgent thoughts that made him want to brush away the black hair on his neck... Then Wen Renxian gave himself some pain, thinking that he might have been too close to Shui Miaomiao these days. With this move, he almost got used to it and became more and more indulgent without restraint.
Although I had other thoughts in my heart, I didn't say anything about it, which is really against etiquette and it's very inappropriate.
Shui Miaomiao looked for the sound, tilted her head, the smile in her eyes gradually solidified into solemnity, suddenly dropped the basin and rushed to Wen Renxian's room desperately, calling repeatedly, "Master! Master!"
Pushing open the door, Shui Miaomiao searched around nervously. There must be no one on the bed. She didn't know when Wen Renxian woke up?
After scanning the whole room, she turned around and saw Wen Renxian standing by the window. Shui Miaomiao quickly stepped forward and saw that he was motionless with his eyes closed. She thought it was because he felt uncomfortable there, so she reached out to grab his hand.
It's just that Wen Renxian was one step faster, and a white fox cloak flew out from his waistband. He caught the cloak accurately and wrapped Shui Miaomiao tightly, then turned Shui Miaomiao over, and retreated away.
The scenery in front of me suddenly changed and I felt a little dizzy.
Shui Miaomiao was stunned for two seconds and then started to struggle. How could a cloak wrap around her? Besides, it was summer, so wearing a cloak was a bit too exaggerated.
