The closer Tong Wuxi gets, the more curious she becomes about the face under the red silk. Is it really innocent, is it hiding evil, or is it just the stupidity of a reckless man?
Facing Tong Wuxi's approach, Shui Miaomiao knew that the more situations like this, the more she had to stay calm. She did have a way to find the masked man, but the randomness was too high.
Like a straight man, Shui Miaomiao remained unmoved by Tong Wuxi's embrace. He raised his hand and pushed her away and said calmly, "There's no rush."
"Not in a hurry?" Tong Wuxi glanced down, and suddenly a lot of people poured out of the first deck. Tong Ai, who had gone and returned, slowly walked upstairs. This was the naked vagina.
Shui Miaomiao, who was looking at it from the corner of her eye, almost crushed the pendant in her hand, but it was as still as a stubborn stone.
Tong Wuxi, who was pushed away, smiled and put his hands on Shui Miaomiao's rejecting her hand, gently rubbed it, and said considerately, "If Sister Langmiao has something to hide, why don't you teach us how to avoid this wind?" Let’s share some of the snow.”
The annoying thing about this snowfield is the endless snowstorm. If the snowstorm is cured, you can basically walk sideways without being threatened by others.
Shui Miaomiao suddenly pulled away her hand and touched Tong Wuxi's cheek without retreating. "It's too difficult. You can't learn it. As long as you follow me obediently, I will protect you."
The situation changed, and there was a coolness and a sense of movement in the hands behind her back. Shui Miaomiao, who was under the red silk, breathed a sigh of relief for the rest of her life. Regardless of the cost, God was always on her side.
With confidence, Shui Miaomiao immediately turned her back on the guests and played with three fingers on Tong Wuxi's face, "What do you think about setting sail after lunch?"
Surprise flashed through Tong Wuxi's heart. The touch on her face was cold and not like a real person. Maybe it was just her forced composure? After some consideration, Tong Wuxi smiled and said, "I've been in bigu recently, and I just happened to be sailing, right?"
As she spoke, Tong Wuxi couldn't help but glance at the slender and delicate fingers. The fingertips were pink and translucent. If she still made excuses to refuse, Tong Wuxi planned to knock them away and touch them. She also showed off a pair of white and tender skin on her face, but the hard work she put into maintaining it every day was not even one-third as much as hers.
"Hehehe." Shui Miaomiao laughed and patted Tong Wuxi on the cheek, "As you wish."
There was a stinging pain on his face, and Tong Wuxi looked at Shui Miaomiao's smiling eyebrows, like a proud fox, and felt that he might have jumped into a pit.
How could Shui Miaomiao still have time to have lunch? The pendant reacted, and she wanted to flash over to it. The masked man was still watching eagerly, but as a confident expert, she must not be impatient, so she liked Tong Wuxi's answer very much. So the caressing and patting may have made the power of joy a bit insignificant.
As Tong Ai climbed up the last step of the stairs, he saw Shui Miaomiao's hand caressing Tong Wuxi's cheek gently, and then turned around and walked towards the cockpit with unfinished content.
Tong Wuxi slowly touched the cheek where Shui Miaomiao's hand left, as if reminiscing. Tong Ai could only see his silhouette but not Tong Wuxi's ferocious face for a moment.
The range of Shui Miaomiao's movements was not large, and it could not be called "beating" or "pushing", but Tong Wuxi's cheek felt a real sting, as if he had been touched by an ice needle, and the pain lingered for a long time.
Her charm is now inferior to that of Tong Wuxi! Tong Ai clenched his fists, ignored Tong Wuxi and jumped directly to the door of the cockpit.
Shui Miaomiao had just climbed up the stairs. When she saw Tong Ai, she smiled brightly and said, "You're here. I'm just about to reserve a seat. Please help me guard it so that no one will disturb me."
"Well, there's no need to be in such a hurry." Tong Ai nodded. The bad guy Tong Wuxi had already volunteered to do it anyway, so Tong Ai did it considerately.
It's a pity that Shui Miaomiao didn't pay attention. She was thinking about how to show off.
First, he made some fancy spell-casting moves to keep the place in order, and then finished with a difficult and beautiful dance. Finally, a red light suddenly appeared and flew into the distance. Shui Miaomiao rolled up her sleeves and said indifferently, "Press Just follow the directions."
The red light was created by Shui Miaomiao using the Blood Cutting Art.
She could point in the direction directly, but her level was low, not to mention that with so many people looking at her, pretentiousness was still important sometimes.
Leaving a red light to guide the way, Shui Miaomiao made an excuse to leave, and ran back to the room when no one was around. She just discovered a problem, what if the masked man didn't show up? How did the masked man determine the location of the snow crystal? Just like me, we are either slow or fast in real time. The most unfortunate thing is that when we reach the place pointed by the pendant, the building is empty.
There are too many uncertain factors. I am really a pure gambler. Shui Miaomiao smiled happily, but if I didn't gamble with the people of the Hehuan Sect, I would have no chance of winning.
The possibility of the last one should not be too great. Leng Ningchi never found anyone competing with her. Maybe it was because she was not as fast as she was and she did not dare to have a head-on conflict. The fat-headed fish just blocked it that day, not intercepted it.
Leng Ningchi was tripped up and slowed down by Wen Renxian's incident, and the masked talent became more and more rampant.
Patting his head, Shui Miaomiao told himself not to think too much, eat something first, and build up some strength before fighting, whether it was with people from the Hehuan Sect or masked people...
The ship did not land slowly but stopped suddenly. Shui Miaomiao covered her head that was knocked down. Before she could recover, she was helped out of the room by two disciples of the Hehuan Sect. Before she even stepped out of the cabin, she heard the howling wind. People are frightened.
After struggling to get to the deck, the sky was dim and the heavy snow was falling. In the howling wind, few people could stand well. Only Shui Miaomiao did not move a hair on her body. She was as steady as a mountain in the strong wind. Introduce side glances.
The road ahead seemed like flying sand and rocks, and nothing could be seen clearly. However, Shui Miaomiao was sure that there must be snow crystals here. The pendant could only be determined by heavy snow regardless of the light snow. But before the snow crystals were collected here, the pendant could only be determined by Shui Miaomiao. Wind and snow.
The two people who were originally supporting Shui Miaomiao now had to hold on to Shui Miaomiao tightly to avoid being blown down by the wind. Shui Miaomiao reminded, "Hurry up and find something to grab."
Seeing both of them hugging the pillar, Shui Miaomiao let go and walked forward.
Tong Ai and Tong Wuxi stood on the bow of the boat, holding on to the railing to steady themselves, whispering to each other and wondering what they were discussing. After a moment, Tong Ai pointed downwards, Tong Wuxi nodded, drew out his sword and jumped into the vast sea. The figure disappeared in the wind.
The hurricane seemed to be able to break people into pieces. Shui Miaomiao was startled and worried, and Tong Ai turned around and could not hide her surprise.
Shui Miaomiao is really not affected by the snowstorm at all. Her figure is as tall and tall as a green pine in the mountains, which makes people feel ashamed for no reason and dare not look directly at her.
"Why did she jump in such a wind?" Shui Miaomiao exuded her kindness at an inappropriate time, but no one could understand it.
"Didn't Sister Miao say whoever catches it will get it?"
Pursing her lips, Shui Miaomiao put away her worries and nodded silently. Tong Ai smiled and came up to hug her arms with careless hands, "Sister Miao is so amazing."
The wind was too strong and it was hard for her. She could save a lot of trouble by moving closer to the water.
Shui Miaomiao did not refuse, looked into the wind and asked helplessly, "What's going on down there?" It was really hard for her to see, and the purple eyes couldn't be used in front of Tong Ai.
