Doctor Liaoyan came back to her senses, touched the blood-soaked wound on her face, and shouted, "Ah, it's disfigured." She was slapped by Shui Miaomiao and covered her mouth.
"It's just a small scar and it's gone. Why are you yelling? Do you think we haven't attracted enough attention now?" Shui Miaomiao always adhered to the policy of not exposing Wen Renxian.
Shui Miaomiao wiped Dr. Liaoyuan's face with her sleeve, wiping away the blood and freezing it, so no traces could be seen.
Doctor Liaoyan patted Shui Miaomiao's hand and looked at Leng Ningchi who was not far away, "So she is the goddess Qiong Fei, but she is much colder than snowflakes. Is she the one you want to see? I looked at your expectant look and thought she was someone A little softer..."
Shui Miaomiao just stared at him and watched him talk to himself.
"Oh, I forgot, you can't hear me." Doctor Liaoyan smiled coquettishly. Wen Renxian sighed and had no choice but to adjust. Doctor Liaoyan took out a small porcelain bottle and poured the liquid into both hands. Rubbing to generate heat, he put his hands on Shui Miaomiao's ears, "What's wrong with you? You hurt your ears repeatedly. It shouldn't be easy to get hurt here? We didn't notice any strange sound waves. Did you hear it? See a sound we can’t hear?”
Shui Miaomiao didn't answer, because she couldn't hear, so she didn't need to answer.
"Okay." Dr. Liaoyan took back his hand, and he just talked casually without asking for an answer. He looked at Wen Renxian and asked whether to smile or not, "How long do you plan to hold her? You are really hurt."
"Put on your shoes." Wen Renxian interrupted.
"Oh oh oh." Shui Miaomiao nodded and put the shoes on her feet that were always ready to hit Dr. Liaoyan. Wenrenxian put Shui Miaomiao down.
"Are you leaving?" Dr. Liuyan stretched his body. He was tired of being dragged into this avalanche of beasts for no reason, and he no longer wanted to watch the drama.
"How to go?" Shui Miaomiao said angrily.
"Use your legs to walk." Doctor Liaoyan didn't understand Shui Miaomiao's sudden anger.
"Leng Ning crazy?" Wen Renxian, who was standing behind Shui Miaomiao, suddenly said, and he finally remembered the name.
"Yeah." Shui Miaomiao nodded.
It was impossible to walk away. Wen Renxian came closer to Shui Miaomiao and almost raised his hands to hug Shui Miaomiao. "Take a cloak and wear it. It's too cold here."
Wen Renxian adjusted the Thousand Feather Crane cloak that Shui Miaomiao wore on her body.
Good guy, he was excluded again. Doctor Liaoyan was a little crazy on the side. How come they are in touch with each other again? Who is Leng Ningchi? Are you talking about the goddess Qiong Fei?
"Don't look at it, that's my bestie." Shui Miaomiao bumped into Dr. Liaoyan, "Restrain yourself and don't think anything wrong about her. You can't reach that high!"
"It's a joke. It's always been others who look up to me as a doctor. After all, she's not my cup of tea. I just admire her. I like graceful women from water towns."
Shui Miaomiao chuckled and didn't believe it. They all said they had different preferences, but no one could ignore Leng Ningchi's beauty. They would all admire her sincerely, unless they looked at her and said, Doctor Liaoyan even teased Hua Yixian. Do you just like the appearance of a graceful woman from a water town?
Doctor Liaoyan took a step aside. He always felt that Miaomiao suddenly wanted to hit him. Why?
Shui Miaomiao looked at Leng Ningchi and sighed, "How should I take her away from the crowd? I hate it so much. They are all the people who compete with me for Ningchi."….
"She can leave on her own but she doesn't want to leave." Wen Renxian cherishes words like gold. With the ability shown by Leng Ning Chi, leaving is easy but she doesn't. She is almost indifferent to those who are grateful and flattering, only looking back and forth at the people who are gathered together. What are you searching for in the crowd?
Leng Ningchi frowned slightly, sensing that the pendant must be in the hands of this group of people. He refused all polite words and said indifferently, "If you want to switch to safe sailing, you need snow crystals."
There are many people, and some people will always have a feeling that they are powerful, and they will say rudely, "What is this snow crystal? What is it used for? Why don't you tell us so that we can clear up the confusion together. The goddess always takes it alone like this, Snowfield It’s so big that we should share some of it..."
"If there are no snow crystals, please shut up!" Leng Ningchi said politely. The man instantly felt like he had fallen into a glacier, and there was frost between his brows, and he shivered and was unable to say a word.
She didn't need this group of people to get in her way.
It was only when news of the strangeness in the snowfield spread further and further that she kindly said that the snow crystals could be replaced by safe sailing boats.
A bald head caught the eye in the white snow, reflecting a dazzling light.
"It's the bald monk!" Shui Miaomiao felt a little regretful, why didn't he die in the avalanche? It was indeed a disaster for thousands of years.
Tong Ai's group didn't seem to have lost many people. Hehuan Sect was still magical. Even the beasts favored them and didn't attack them harshly. What's more, some people always wanted to be the hero who saved the beauty.
But Tong Ai did not come forward. They seemed to be more interested in the organs flowing out of the fat-headed fish. The organs were also wrapped with a lot of things that the fat-headed fish had swallowed, as well as two relatively fresh corpses.
Leng Ningchi's eyes were also attracted by the bald head, and she teleported in front of him and grabbed his right wrist, "You"
The bald monk was overjoyed and couldn't help but immediately forget about the death of his companions. He touched his bald head and felt proud, seeing that this handsome guy like me has won the favor of the goddess.
Leng Ningchi asked, "Have you ever touched snow crystals?"
At first glance, the bald monk didn't respond. He didn't listen at all and stared straight at Leng Ningchi. Only when his fingertips gradually became cold and turned blue with a needle-like pain did he suddenly come to his senses and wanted to withdraw his hand. But he couldn't do it, so he kept saying, "I've seen it, I've seen it."
After getting the answer, Leng Ningchi let go of his hand. The bald monk breathed and rubbed his hand eagerly, feeling that his right hand was about to freeze off.
It seems that the goddess can only be viewed from a distance. If you want to get close, you will be buried under the ice lake.
Leng Ningchi couldn't hide the disgust in her eyes, and she couldn't even bear her own temperature as to how she got the snow crystals, so she went straight to the point, "Hand it over, and I'll make sure you leave the snowfield safely."
What to pay? The snow crystal turned into powder in less than three seconds in the bald man's hands.
Seeing the hesitation on the bald monk's face, he said coldly, "You don't want to? Or do you want to offer a higher price? It's because your life is not valuable."
As soon as he finished speaking, the iron chain wrapped around the bald monk's body was also a weapon for his cultivation. It shattered crisply as the temperature dropped suddenly.
The bald monk screamed and slowly fell to his knees. Broken iron covered his arms and pierced his flesh. The chill in his heart was like the punishment of a branding iron.
Everyone whispered but no one dared to come forward. Leng Ningchi glanced around and said calmly, "Can you give it to me? The snow crystal has no effect on you and will cause harm. Use it to walk safely in the snowfield without being exposed to the wind." Xue, you can go hunting as much as you want to find what you think is a good thing, it is better than losing your life."
The bald monk was so cold that his tongue trembled and he said with difficulty, "No, no, no, I didn't, no."
Leng Ningchi thought that she had been gentle enough today, but because Shui Miaomiao was here, there were always people who didn't know what was good and bad, "You are really looking for death!"
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