Wen Renxian's gaze lingered on the wound at the corner of Shui Miaomiao's eye.
He knew that the injury was definitely not this one, and that there were many more horrific and painful injuries. Wenrenxian hid his eyes in pain and repented.
But there were only two of them in the wilderness, and it was inconvenient for him to ask. He could only say, "Miaomiao, you are the only one who needs nutrition. If I go into seclusion, I might not be able to take care of you. Miaomiao can take whatever he wants."
After three seconds of silence, Shui Miaomiao took the sign. Finally, Wen Renxian took the initiative to talk to her about the cup of tea. She couldn't give any advice, although she still wanted to call a doctor instead of carrying it alone.
After hearing that the human immortal looked determined, Shui Miaomiao paused her thoughts, leaned over and bowed, and said slowly, "If you are disturbing Master, please leave first. Master, please call me if you need anything..."
It's been three days. Shui Miaomiao hasn't seen Wen Renxian for three days. Is it really okay to leave him alone in the house?
But the door was locked and there were restrictions, preventing Shui Miaomiao from getting within three steps of the house.
I've been told not to use my spiritual power, but in the end I still end up doing all these fancy things.
Wen Renxian didn't want to either. He could imagine how unhappy Shui Miaomiao's reaction would be, but the people outside the house always distracted his mind anytime and anywhere. The most important thing for him now was to solve the problem of out-of-control spiritual power. In this way, he It would be better to keep looking at her.
Shui Miaomiao stared at the room angrily. She didn't know how Wen Renxian planned to solve it. Refining or eliminating would also require spiritual power. She was thinking wildly and her heart was agitated. The only activity left was to stare at Wen Renxian's house.
"Alas." This was the first time Shui Miaomiao sighed today. She randomly flipped through the "Grand View of the World of Gods and Demons" on the table in an attempt to find something useful, but she couldn't control the dizziness she felt when she read the words.
Is it really okay?
Shui Miaomiao looked at Wen Renxian's room again. With Xi Po's crazy appearance, the tea must not be easy to deal with, not to mention that they had no idea what was in the tea and what it would lead to.
You should still hire a doctor. He has a specialty, but Wen Renxian doesn't want to.
Thinking like this, Shui Miaomiao found paper and ink. She should still make some preparations. Holding the pen, Shui Miaomiao was thinking about how to write when she suddenly heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground and overturning from the room.
She became nervous in an instant, and pen and ink flew all over her body. In the next second, Shui Miaomiao appeared three steps away from the house and shouted, "Master! Master!"
How to get a response.
Shui Ying turned into a long sword, and Shui Miaomiao swung it towards the restriction without saying a word.
The ice blue butterfly flapped its wings and flew in to stop it. If Shui Miaomiao was forced to break the restriction like this, he would definitely be injured. It was easy to remove the restriction by finding the center of the array, but Shui Miaomiao had no time to relax now.
Swallowing the rusty smell in his throat, Shui Miaomiao took three steps at a time and broke into the house.
Wen Renxian cleared a piece of ground in the house and carved a formation that Shui Miaomiao couldn't understand. He meditated in the center of the formation.
This is the most orthodox approach, and there will be no problems with the reasons.
This is how they deal with some poisons. As long as they are suppressed with high cultivation, they can be eliminated and refined. Some cultivation methods also specifically require swallowing poisons.
At this moment, Wen Renxian fell to the ground, curled up in a ball and feeling very painful.
Rushing to Wen Renxian's side, Shui Miaomiao swayed and fell to the ground. She was surrounded by extremely chaotic spiritual energy. She, who was already sensitive to spiritual energy, was disturbed and her five internal organs resonated.
Hearing the noise, Wen Renxian raised his head and trembled uncontrollably. His sweat-soaked hair stuck to his cheek. He couldn't describe the messy and sad beauty. He struggled to squeeze out the sound from his throat and stubbornly wanted to push it away. Shui Miaomiao said, "Stay away from me."
Shui Miaomiao was not willing to listen. The moment she grabbed Wen Renxian's arm, she could clearly feel Wen Renxian's out-of-control spiritual power and shaky cultivation. Wenrenxian pulled up.
"Let's go." Wen Renxian was still trying to push away.
At first, it was just his spiritual power that was out of control. Wen Renxian was used to it, but now it seems that his cultivation level has also been affected. It seems that something is burning his foundation, and his spiritual power escapes from the body. And this refined spiritual power If he loses his restraints and acts recklessly, Shui Miaomiao won't be any better than when he performed the Dayan True Sword Art.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Shui Miaomiao yelled, "I won't leave, isn't it because my spiritual power is out of control? If I can comfort you once, I can comfort you the second time!"
Using the spirit control technique to control the refined spiritual power has never been done by the Tianyu clan, let alone someone with a much higher cultivation level than himself.
Wen Renxian waved his hand to drive him away, how could he let Shui Miaomiao come again.
But Shui Miaomiao took advantage of the situation and grabbed Wen Renxian's hand, clasped their fingers tightly, and looked into his eyes seriously.
The silver eyes that appear quietly are the calmest and the most understanding of the owner's thoughts. Shui Miaomiao's frown and smile are clearly reflected in the eyes.
The time he heard the True Sword Art of Dayan, he was half asleep. This time, he could clearly feel everything Shui Miaomiao had done for him, and he lowered his guard without hesitation.
From resisting to involuntarily grabbing Shang Shui Miaomiao's hand, their fingers became more and more intertwined.
Shui Miaomiao softened in Wen Renxian's arms. She lowered her head, biting her lip tightly with blood and tears falling down. The 'ibuprofen' seemed to be ineffective or maybe it was only useful for obvious trauma.
The flower above the right ear is in full bloom, but it attracts thousands of ants to bite the bones, gradually turning into a synchronized heart, being blocked and torn apart by something, as if it will be torn into pieces in the next second.
This shouldn't be the case. A match and harmony that transcends the physical body should benefit both parties. But at this time, it's a completely different feeling.
"That's enough, Miaomiao." Smelling the smell of blood, Wenrenxian forced himself to withdraw from the joy. His cultivation had stabilized again and no longer swayed. The restless aura around him was also calmed by Shui Miaomiao. Come down, "That's it."
Although he was also greedy, he still called Shui Miaomiao unswervingly.
OK?
Shui Miaomiao, who persisted with the belief that nothing could happen to Wenrenxian, raised her head, crying blood on her lips, and the blooming flower earring on her right ear slowly closed up, carrying a corrosive fragrance.
Wen Renxian frowned.
Shui Miaomiao smiled brightly and fainted into Wen Renxian's arms.
The interlocked hands suddenly lost their strength, and a sense of emptiness suddenly arose. Wen Renxian lowered his head and looked at Shui Miaomiao. Thinking back to what had just happened, he did not dare to reach out and touch her.
Shui Miaomiao was trying to calm his out-of-control spiritual power, but what was he feeling?
Holding Shui Miaomiao's cheek and wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, Wen Renxian felt heartbroken. He thought he should know that Shui Miaomiao felt different from his.
Is this right?
At the moment when their spiritual powers meet, they should be closer than anyone else. Wen Renxian is trying his best to convey his feelings, but Shui Miaomiao is in more pain than anyone else.
Is he really the one who has always been by Shui Miaomiao's side?
Now that cup of tea revealed that not only was his spiritual power out of control, but it seemed that it could also burn his cultivation...
