After sending the dormitory manager back to her room, Miao Miao returned to her dormitory.

Lying in bed, tossing and turning, no longer sleepy.

The wound on the wrist that had been cut open was no longer bleeding. But the pain still hasn't gone away.

The wound seemed to have been cut on her heart.

Looking at it, the corners of my eyes couldn't help but moisten.

Is love really that unbelievable?

One time at a time, let her heart and body be incomplete.

The bits and pieces with Mo Han have been circulating in my mind. Those things seem to have happened yesterday, but they seem to be far, far away.

Putting away her thoughts, since she didn't feel sleepy, Miao Miao got up and sat in front of the embroidery frame.

A painting of Manju Sawa is already a third of the way by this time.

Miao Miao picked up the needle and thread, and began to embroider again with a needle and thread.

Only when she is immersed in embroidery can she forget all her troubles.

In the eyes, in the heart, there is only embroidery.

The blood that Zhuge Jingtong brought back became a medicine primer for Mo Han's treatment.

Zhuge Bozhong said that although Miao Miao came by herself, it would help Mo Han even more, and it would be better faster. But with blood as a medicine primer, it can also solve the Gu poison on his body, but the time is much slower.

And Zhuge Bozhong also lived in Mi Yuan because of this, taking care of the two patients.

But now a week has passed, and Mo Han and Grandpa Miao are still in a coma.

Although the dark purple on Mo Han's face has gradually faded, the toxins in his body have still not been completely removed.

On the other hand, Miao Miao was addicted to embroidery during this time, and sat in front of the embroidery frame for almost eighteen hours a day twenty-four hours a day.

With the end of the last stitch, a bewitching and dazzling Manju Sawa is finally completed.

Miao Miao stood in front of the embroidery frame, her face was excited that she couldn't hide.

A strong sense of accomplishment spreads in my heart.

At this time, on the embroidery piece, Manzhu Shahua's spirit body floated out, as if it was being pulled by a magnet, and floated towards Miao Miao's spiritual aperture.

In the next moment, there was a slight stinging pain in the spiritual aperture, and Miao Miao couldn't help but close her eyes.

But when she opened it again, her eyes seemed to be dyed with a bewitching red like Manzhu Sahua.

But soon, it disappeared.

Although this work is not as good as the lion picture, it also represents the highest level of Miao Miao's current embroidery of flowers.

Carefully removed the work from the embroidery stand and neatly packed it in a bag.

The art festival is about to start in three days, and I have to send my works to Mr. Li as soon as possible.

After completing everything, Miao Miao's heart suddenly emptied.

Without embroidery, her life seemed to have no backbone, and she lost her way all of a sudden.

Back in the dormitory, she took out the lion picture drawn by Mo Han.

"Hey, master, the spiritual power prohibition on this side doesn't seem to be so strong." In his mind, Xiao Baituan's voice suddenly sounded.

In the next second, it came out of the spiritual aperture and floated to Miao Miao: "Congratulations master." ”

"What's the happy event, you want to congratulate me?" Miao Miao asked rhetorically.

She supported her chin with both hands, propped herself on the desk, and looked at Xiao Baituan puzzled.

"I just checked it for you, and the Manzhu Shahua embroidery spirit you embroidered this time is very pure, although it was originally only three. Grade embroidered spirit, but its power is completely comparable to that of a junior spirit martial artist. ”

Xiao Baituan said, his face couldn't help but be very excited, and said proudly: "This is the artistic charm of embroidery, the more delicate the things you embroider, the better the embroidery, and the corresponding embroidery spirit will be stronger." ”

Hearing this, Miao Miao's heart couldn't help but be excited.

A surging.

At this time, she couldn't wait to embroider everything on the embroidery technique in one go.

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is brutal.

Now there is such a perfect picture of a lion in front of her, but she can't embroider it.

"Tell me what's going on." Miao Miao placed the lion diagram in front of Xiao Baituan: "Didn't you just say that this spiritual power prohibition is getting weaker and weaker?" ”

Xiao Baituan nodded: "It's much weaker than before." ”

"Why?" Miao Miao asked.

"How do I know?" Xiao Bai looked surprised: "I didn't make this spiritual power ban, if you want to ask, you should also ask the male god, why are you asking me?" ”

Miao Miao was a little speechless by it: "What's the use of you?" ”

"Of course it's useful, I can also help you test the level and power of the embroidery spirit." Xiao Baituan retorted: "Besides, you stay in the dormitory alone every day these days, and I'm still with you, aren't you?" ”

Miao Miao couldn't refute, glanced at Xiao Baituan angrily, and suddenly shifted her attention to the embroidery piece.

Such a perfect composition, if you don't embroider, it's just a tyrannical thing.

Moreover, her grandfather is still waiting to find him himself.

Although he is indeed very repulsive to Mo Han now, but one yard to one yard, his sketch is indeed very good.

Thinking of this, Miao Miao still put the embroidery piece of the lion picture on the embroidery frame.

When everything was ready, she picked up the needle and thread and embroidered it again on the lion figure.

When the needle and thread passed through the embroidery piece, Miao Miao was cautious, for fear that the silk thread would be broken directly as before.

A thread, it took her at least several times longer than usual to completely pull through.

She was excited that this time, the silk thread had not broken.

However, the originally shiny and lubricated silk thread stayed on the embroidery piece at this time, but it became boring.

The hair is rough and rough, without the advantages of silk thread, and even a bit like hemp rope.

"Master, I said, although the spiritual power prohibition has weakened, it is not gone. If you are like this, it is nothing more than a waste of time and a waste of silk threads. Xiao Baituan said.

"So what do you say?" Miao Miao asked.

"Go find the male god and lift the ban on spiritual power!" Xiao Baituan said.

Hearing this, Miao Miao's expression suddenly darkened.

"Don't mention him again in the future, I broke up with him."

Speaking of the last three words, Miao Miao couldn't help but choke up a little.

"Why?" Xiao Baituan shouted: "The male god is so good to you, why did you break up?" Besides, he's so powerful, master, isn't your head funny? ”

At this time, Miao Miao was in no mood to argue with Xiaobaituan anymore.

There was a touch of sentimentality in his eyes, and then there was a glitter of crystal.

After a long time, she took a deep breath and hid all her emotions. Speaking again, his voice became flat and soft: "The person he loves is not me. ”

Xiao Baituan was stunned for a moment, and immediately retorted: "How could it be? The male god is so good to you, how can he not love you. If he didn't love you, would he have helped you so much? And he didn't hesitate to risk himself to save you. Master, are you thinking too much? ”

Xiao Baituan decided that Mo Han was sincere to Miao Miao.

But Miao Miao at this time didn't think so.

Everything Xiao Baituan said, she knew in her heart. Although she was also deeply moved at the beginning, because of Bai Mi, all this has changed.

No longer pure.

He personally admitted that the person he loved was Bai Mi.

And what about her?

It's just a replacement.