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The river is wide, and for the sake of safety, the speed of travel is very slow. It takes half a day to reach the center of the river. But as far as the eye can see, there is only river water. There is no shore in front and no forest behind. It makes people feel deeply.

What does it mean to "send a mayfly to the sky and the earth, a drop in the vast ocean".

However, facing such a majestic and vast scene, Yin Miaomiao felt a lingering strange feeling in her heart.

She looked at everything around her over and over: the lake was as quiet as a newly polished ancient mirror; the water was so clear that no other living creatures could be seen.

His spiritual consciousness swept in all directions, above the sky and below the boat, and found nothing out of the ordinary.

Is she worried?

At this moment, something strange came from her temples, and something fell from her hair. She subconsciously raised her hand to touch: "What is it?"

As he spoke, out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of pearlescent light rolling down from his shoulder into the lake, and quickly sank.

She was shocked all over.

Mu Tianguang said: "Sorry, I bumped into it accidentally."

The wooden flute is a flying magic weapon used by one person. It is not very big after the prototype is revealed. Now that there are two people squeezed in, one has to be very careful to avoid physical contact. However, just now Yin Miaomiao leaned forward to look under the water, and his posture changed slightly. He wanted to

He avoided touching her and moved sideways. Unexpectedly, he bumped into her hairpin and took it down directly.

But Yin Miaomiao didn't care at all and said eagerly: "Look at this water."

The wooden flute stopped, and the two mutually repelling breaths created circles of ripples on the lake. Unlike the previous circular ripples, this circle quickly spread forward.

In other words, the direction of the river's flow was the same as the direction they were heading - the river course was from southeast to northwest, but they were crossing in a straight line from south to north.

No river has ever flowed like this.

Moreover, even if the water flow changes in a certain section, the speed cannot be exactly the same as that of the wooden flute, especially when Yin Miaomiao changes speed midway, it is obviously Weak Shui's intention.

Now it is too late to discover the abnormality in the water flow.

In an instant, a huge vortex formed in the water. The surging spiritual energy collided with the breath of the wooden flute, and the huge force almost overturned them in the water.

Yin Miaomiao grabbed Mu Tianguang's wrist, accelerated the wooden flute to the fastest speed, and drove towards the other shore like an arrow. Not to be outdone, the weak water made the whirlpool grow bigger and bigger, hitting them with a force that could not resist.

Have you ever tried surfing during a tsunami?

Now Yin Miaomiao is experiencing it.

The speed of the wooden flute was raised to the highest level, but the force of the weak water did not decrease. The repelling force became stronger and stronger, but there was still a short distance to the shore.

In desperation, Mu Tianguang ignored the defense between men and women, held her waist to stabilize his body, and used water magic to try to appease Weak Shui.

But I don't know whether it was the presence of demonic energy that made Weak Shui extremely repulsive, or whether it wanted to suck the spiritual energy in their bodies. Shui Ling refused to respond and arbitrarily tried to push them all into the water.

The wooden flute has cracks.

After all, it is just a very ordinary magic weapon and cannot withstand the tyranny of weak water.

Mu Tianguang made a prompt decision, raised his arm and threw it out of Xueji. The Xueji sword plunged into the river bank, quickly formed a bridge of ice, and spread towards their direction.

Click.

The wooden flute was broken.

Weak water sees the opportunity and comes fiercely.

"Let's go." Mu Tianguang held Yin Miaomiao's hand and quickly used a levitation technique. Before the spiritual power was swallowed up, he stepped on it and landed on the ice bridge.

Weak Shui refused to give up and set off a three-meter-high wave towards them. Sporadic water droplets splashed onto them, quickly absorbing their little spiritual power.

Yin Miaomiao and Mu Tianguang ignored the loss of spiritual power and rushed to the shore quickly. The waves hit the ice bridge, the huge impact broke the ice, and the temporary bridge began to collapse.

There was a rumbling sound behind me, whether it was the sound of water or the cracking of ice.

The water flow rose into the sky, wrapped around Yin Miaomiao's abdomen, and dragged her underwater. Yin Miaomiao reacted very quickly, and immediately released earth fire to resist. At the same time, the red thread came out of her sleeves and wrapped around the ice bridge, barely stabilizing her body and not sinking.

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But the weak water drenched her whole body.

The water droplets greedily ate away at the spiritual power on the robes and cloaks, reducing them to ordinary fabrics and no longer having the function of keeping warm and defending. The water seeped into the clothes and adhered to the body surface, and the spiritual power that protected the body was used extremely quickly.

Speed ​​is consumed.

Her body temperature dropped, her limbs became cold, and in just a few breaths, Yin Miaomiao turned into an ice man.

Fortunately, Mu Tianguang returned in time and fished her out of the water.

The weak water pursues him relentlessly.

He wielded the Ice Soul, and the rich water aura spread, which was Weak Shui's favorite thing. Unable to bear the temptation, it decisively changed its target to suck the Ice Soul, and let Yin Miaomiao go.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, they finally landed ashore.

Mu Tianguang waved his hand and took Bingpo away, lowered his head and asked, "Are you okay?"

Yin Miaomiao is still conscious and realizes that she has consumed too much spiritual power and cannot maintain her body temperature, causing hypothermia. Her internal organs are protected by red lotus and she is fine. However, she can't move her limbs and can't speak. It took a lot of effort.

With the strength of a tiger, he managed to squeeze out an unclear syllable: "Cold."

She needed to take off all the expired clothes, wipe away the remaining moisture covering her body, and then use a bucket of hot water to restore her body temperature.

But she had no way to express such a complicated request.

Mu Tianguang was completely thinking like a monk. He thought for a moment and said, "I'm sorry." After saying that, he put his palm on her arm.

The weak water remaining in her clothes and body surface was frozen into ice, and the cold air in her body slowly drained out along her meridians, turning into borneol and adhering to her skin. After a while, her whole body seemed to have turned into an ice sculpture.

The fire spirit power contained in the Dantian traveled across the sky, and the limbs and limbs slowly regained consciousness.

However, it's so cold that the spiritual power robe and cloak can barely maintain body temperature. With a small amount of spiritual power-ice shell-low temperature, it can only be done.

With a thought, Yin Miaomiao threw the tent out and cherished the words like gold: "Come in."

Mu Tianguang helped her into the tent: "How are you?"

"Take it off, it's cold." She warmed her lungs and spoke with difficulty. Mu Tianguang was stunned, closed his eyes, pointed it as a sword, and cut the thin ice shell that trapped her with two swipes.

Yin Miaomiao felt relieved, reluctantly raised her fingers, grabbed the brocade quilt on the side and covered it: "Okay."

Mu Tianguang opened his eyes and saw the torn corners of his clothes exposed under the quilt. He stretched out his hand and pulled it out, then took out a tonic pill and handed it to her lips.

Yin Miaomiao opened her mouth and swallowed it.

Mu Tianguang felt a little warmth on his fingertips, and a strange feeling came to his heart again. Suddenly he was very afraid that she would notice it, so he concealed it and said: "No need." After a pause, he added, "It takes a little effort."

Yin Miaomiao was so cold that she couldn't care about him. She wrapped herself in a quilt and sat up reluctantly, and began to move around the sky. The red lotus's fire spirit enveloped her whole body like a transparent feather coat, adding warmth to her skin that was blue and white from the cold.

The scene a few days ago suddenly came into his mind. Mu Tianguang subconsciously took half a step back. His heart palpitated for a moment. After taking a breath, he managed to calm down. He raised his hand to summon spiritual energy and lowered the bed tent on the silver hook.

The bed curtains hung low, blocking his line of sight. He breathed a quiet sigh of relief, turned around and sat down in the corner.

Half a day later, Yin Miaomiao regained her mobility: "Thank you very much."

"Offended." He seemed to be meditating without opening his eyes.

Yin Miaomiao collected the broken clothes, lit a fire to melt the ice, collected the melted weak water in a jade bottle, and said casually: "Don't be like this, obeying authority in emergencies is nothing, not to mention that my body is only a skin, you saved me,

I should thank you."

Mu Tianguang responded, slightly deliberately bringing up the topic: "Weak water is very strong."

"That's right, I don't know if we will encounter him again in the future." Yin Miaomiao frowned, "It's called Weak Water. He's really capable. He also knows how to wait for the opportunity to act. I'm afraid he has opened up his spiritual intelligence."

The seemingly clear and calm "weak" water actually caused them so much trouble. If they weren't lucky, all the spiritual energy in their bodies might have been sucked dry.

Very fierce.

Sure enough, nothing in the secret realm should be underestimated.

Mu Tianguang said: "We'll talk about it later. You rest first and I'll go out for a while."

"Please." Yin Miaomiao has no habit of prying into other people's secrets.

Mu Tianguang got up and went out. Half an hour later, he came back with a snow fox with intact fur: "Is this okay?"

Yin Miaomiao patted slowly: "...fur?"

"Yes." Mu Tianguang's spiritual energy aura was a little unstable, as if he had been in a fierce battle, "I will protect you from the cold."

Yin Miaomiao had a strange feeling in vain. Mu Tianguang gave her something, but she felt something was wrong. She looked at his expression and took it hesitantly: "Thank you?"

"You're welcome." He frowned.

Since there were monsters, it was unreasonable not to have a full meal. Yin Miaomiao set up the boiler, boiled another pot of hot broth, and added a handful of silver noodles. He ate it into his stomach and warmed up his whole body.

"It's really strange. We didn't see monsters in the forest, but we did when we got to the mountains." Yin Miaomiao warmed her fingers with a bowl in her hands and said thoughtfully, "Secret realms always give me a sense of disobedience."

Mu Tianguang lowered his eyes: "In the forest, I heard someone talking to me."

"Human or ghost?"

"I don't know, the other party knew that I had ice soul, so he passed the spell to me." Mu Tianguang said, "From the beginning to the end, I didn't feel his aura."

Yin Miaomiao was stunned: "Did you take the initiative to send it to your door?"

Mu Tianguang nodded.

She: "It must be because you look good."

Mu Tianguang: "..."

"It must be a female senior." She said faintly, "Because you are good-looking, I will pass on my magic to you and ask you to give me your blessing later. You have to be careful."

Mu Tianguang: "It's because I have ice soul."

Yin Miaomiao pretended not to hear.

According to the past, the conversation could have ended. But strangely, Mu Tianguang found that he could not remain silent with peace of mind, and couldn't help but want to look at her expression.

She seemed unhappy, her eyes were lowered, and the corners of her lips were depressed. Inexplicably, this small expression caused him psychological pressure.

He suddenly regretted it. It was really strange, what did she have to do with him if she was unhappy? Why did she feel uneasy and couldn't ignore it.

Maybe it's just the two of them.

After all, he is his only companion, so he cannot just sit back and watch.

He thought about it and said: "It's not important. I'll tell you. Snow is the spirit of water, and water is in heaven and earth..."

Kankan opened his head, but she seemed to be startled, and hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth. The two of them were so close that he had nowhere to hide, and was covered by her: "Stop, stop, I didn't

If you want to hear it, who wants to hear your chance?"

Mu Tianguang covered his mouth and nose with the palm of her hand. The aroma of meat lingering around him was so strong, but he could distinguish the faint aroma that belonged to her skin, and it penetrated into his nose, unable to hide.

"I was just joking." She took back her hand and said angrily.

He said: "I see you are not very happy."

"Hey, that's strange." Yin Miaomiao said suspiciously, "Do you care what I do if I am unhappy?"

Mu Tianguang paused and said nothing.

"Um?"

"It's nothing." He turned away and said calmly, "Since we are companions, I don't want you to think that I am hiding something."

The author has something to say: Please note that the emotional budding and sexual enlightenment of the 4th begin at the same time.

Talking about feelings: I just have a good impression at the moment, not a liking.

Speaking of enlightenment: starting to have different feelings towards the opposite sex.

Let's take a look at it for ourselves. I won't go into details. The teaching level has been passed. The next chapter will enter other levels. See you tomorrow~