Shui Miaomiao, who was sorting out the information, thought of this, and her eyes dimmed a lot.
Shui Miaomiao was troubled and had a headache. She even suspected that Xianyan Xianzun might have known about this confusing relationship earlier and turned Xuaner into her maid without authorization.
Shui Miaomiao said from the beginning that she felt guilty for Xuan'er but not endlessly. She never thought that she must keep Xuan'er in the Ancient Immortal Sect. Wouldn't it be better to be a rich landowner in the farm at the foot of the mountain?
Immortal Master Pian Xianyan intervened forcefully and left Xuan'er behind. What was his purpose?
Shui Miaomiao made random speculations, maybe Xianyan Xianzun was afraid that the Nine-fold Enmity would be controlled by the sword, and wanted to find a relative of his to wake him up.
So Xianyan Xianzun really doesn't know much about the Nine-fold Enmity. How has the Nine-fold Enmity ever gotten out of control because of a sword?
To put it into detail, Jiucheng Qiu always resisted and sacrificed his own life, which made the people around him unable to see it and condoned the knife time and time again in distress. Shui Miaomiao was the first to bear the brunt.
Therefore, Xuan'er is not the life-saving straw that Xianyan Xianzun thought of the nine-fold hatred out of control, but the driving force behind the nine-fold hatred out of control.
"Tsk." Shui Miaomiao clicked her tongue in displeasure and thought angrily, so all this is the fault of Immortal Xianyan, should he be asked to deal with the aftermath?
Well, let's forget it. Xianyan Xianzun's aftermath will most likely be human destruction.
And even without that agreement, Shui Miaomiao couldn't give up on the Nine-fold Revenge because of being friends for so many years...
But how to get Xuan'er back?
Shui Miaomiao silently fiddled with the map, feeling where Xuan'er was. The journey was getting farther and farther day and night, but Xuan'er did not suffer any further harm.
He didn't delve into why he arrested Xuan'er, he just thought about how to get her back safely.
Shui Miaomiao frowned tightly, biting the end of the brush and thinking, even if Ninefold Revenge could return to its full glory, it would be difficult for the two of them to recover Xuan'er.
Can you shake people?
Shui Miaomiao thought, Xianyan Immortal Master is definitely not good, and Immortal Alliance Palace Grid is not good, what about Lan Jixuan?
He took Mu Cang to the Ten Thousand Bone Mountains.
Mu Cang has cured the pregnant Yinfeng Lang, so there is no need to be nervous about Hua Lang Tu. Can he borrow some animal food from them?
No, no, Shui Miaomiao shook her head like a rattle and denied it herself.
In Shui Miaomiao's understanding, Xingzi Ning is Hua Zhengxian's old subordinate, and Hua Zhengxian's confidants have tattoos on their faces, and the woman with the tattoos named Tuersi still doesn't know the details. We can't let Hua Yixian know that she is afraid of the consequences of her life.
So who else can shake it?
Shui Miaomiao listed the people he had friendship with one by one on the paper.
Liaoyan doctor?
Forget it, it's better not to embarrass a doctor.
Where is Fu Lingjun?
Shui Miaomiao slapped her face, wondering what she was going to do to a disabled person.
And Jun Weapon Master... After searching through it, Shui Miaomiao's name even popped up in Shui Miaomiao's mind for a moment.
Putting down the pen in a depressed mood, Shui Miaomiao hugged the back of her head and leaned back. The front legs of the chair tilted up and swayed.
She missed her master under the snowfield. If he were here, the situation would not be so bad, and she would not have to rack her brains and lose her hair like crazy without any clue.
I miss the days when I followed my master to travel around the mountains and rivers. I could just be a rice bug with peace of mind, and live a happy and secure life every day. Unlike now, when the slightest movement of wind or grass makes Shui Miaomiao feel cold on the back and feel uneasy.
The shaking chair suddenly stopped, and Shui Miaomiao looked warily at the open window for ventilation. She did not use her spiritual consciousness to be vigilant. In order to reduce her sense of presence, she was even more afraid of being discovered by others.
The blood drawn out with the Blood Cutting Art has lost its bright color and floats in the air invisible to the naked eye, surrounding the yard. It is a thousand times more sensitive than the real sense of smell.
The slightest trace of blood comes with the wind, it is very fresh.
Shui Miaomiao clenched her fists and stood up quietly. She went to Jiuchongqiu's room and strolled around casually. She asked him what he wanted to eat in the evening. After confirming that it was all right, he took off the waist belt and carefully followed it. The thread, invisible to others, walked outside the house.
Standing at the door of the quiet house, Shui Miaomiao looked towards the direction where the smell of blood came from.
Biting his lip, unable to make a choice, the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, anger, anxiety and various emotions intertwined.
There was a small village farther away from that place, and Shui Miaomiao passed by with the unconscious Ninefold Chou from afar without stopping.
Shui Miaomiao couldn't deceive herself and comfort herself that this was just the smell of animal blood. Human blood or animal blood could be distinguished by the Blood Cutting Art.
And the smell of blood that can be carried here by the wind shows that there is a lot of bleeding, and it cannot be caused by a few people. Otherwise, the wind can't blow it away and it will have dispersed long ago.
Does she want to take a look?
But... Shui Miaomiao's brows became knotted, leaving only confusion.
She does not have the heart of a chivalrous person who sees injustice on the road. She is just an ordinary person, so she cannot stand the sight of massacre and yearns for peace and beauty.
What is happening to that small village?
Shui Miaomiao held down the hand that was about to move the sword and forced herself to calm down. Good intentions must be exercised within one's ability. She could not be reckless.
'簌猌, 簌猌'
"Who!" Shui Miaomiao waved out the wind with his palm, causing bushes to fly and trees to collapse.
'Click, click, click, click click' A mottled head turned 180 degrees to Shui Miaomiao, impacting Shui Miaomiao's nerves.
As the tree fell, a black and white bone body jumped out, oh no, now it also has a mottled color after dried blood.
The skeleton saw Shui Miaomiao and without hesitation dropped the bloody thing in his hand. Was it an arm or an arm?
Anyway, Shui Miaomiao seems to have disturbed its feeding.
Why are there skeletons?
Didn't the Immortal Alliance solve it? Or was it something left out?
Who cares!
Shui Miaomiao's eyes flashed with sharp light, and he took the lead in attacking, swinging his sword away before the skeleton could react.
This skeleton is much harder than when it was in Luoying Township, and the sword did not leave many traces. Unlike then, it could be broken by a sword.
I think I have grown a lot during this time, but how?
The bead chain reverberated, hitting the skull's neck, splattering bone fragments, and wrapped around it.
The skull's sharp claws attacked, and the bead chain wrapped around the skull's neck threw the skull out. Shui Miaomiao used the force to break off one of its ribs.
The spiritual power crushed the ribs, covered in flames, and hit the skeleton.
Thousands of bones were shattered, and each one was like a steel nail, driven into the bones of the skeleton's body, and raging fire burst out from the bones.
The skeleton struggled endlessly, but the fire embedded in the bones could not be extinguished no matter what.
Shui Miaomiao opened her eyes wide and watched vigilantly. She actually saw a bit of the pain of the skeleton being burned by the fire. She raised her eyebrows and stared at it. She thought the skeleton was faking it.
Based on several fights, Shui Miaomiao can conclude that skeletons have extremely high magic resistance, and it is difficult for ordinary spells to cause damage. At the same time, skeletons basically have no means of magic attack, and they can only fight with rough and physical attacks. Competition, and the skeleton is extremely hard. You must know that if it were the pure white skeleton before, Shui Miaomiao would be afraid that the sword would be shaken until the tiger's mouth cracked, leaving no trace.
But this time, Shui Miaomiao didn't use any other power, and the skeleton lost resistance in just one encounter.
This man-made black and white dog skull is really weak.
No! Don't think so! Shui Miaomiao pinched the flesh with her fingertips, warning herself in her heart that this skeleton will grow, and there is only one of them. If that night were all here...
Not daring to take it lightly, he always kept a distance and watched coldly as the skeleton was blackened and scorched. Shui Miaomiao swung his sword away. The sword wind was as crisp as hitting an egg shell, and it cracked easily.
The skeleton collapsed and was completely enveloped by the fire. Shui Miaomiao raised his hand and cast a spell to trap the flowing flames to prevent the fire from spreading unnecessarily and causing harm to the forest.
