Chapter One Hundred and One

Shui Miaomiao thought that maybe her reputation would be ruined here.

She really couldn't think of what she had done enough to annoy Xianyan Immortal Venerable, maybe she was going to stay in this Xianyun Hall until she was lonely and old······

In the end, she was released, because there were still three days left before the winter hunt, and she could not be absent as a newcomer.

It's snowing today.

Shui Miaomiao stepped out of the threshold and looked at the scene of the pile of silver jade, and was stunned for a long time, this was the first snow she had seen in the god and demon realm, so unreal.

Raising his hand to catch a snowflake, watching it slowly melt in the palm of his hand, feeling the cold touch, Shui Miaomiao laughed slowly, stepped lightly on the snow, and left the Xianyun Hall with the sound of 'squeak'.

There is one more step, even if it is out of the realm of Xianyun Palace, Shui Miaomiao looked back, the snow was heavy, and Eryu held up an umbrella and blocked his vision.

She still hadn't seen Xianyan Xianzun, and she didn't know what she was wrong with.

"Immortal Venerable. ”

Dressed in a snow-white cloak, Xianyan Xianzun stood under the tree, and his body was covered with snow, and if he didn't look closely, he would be mixed with the snow.

If Shui Miaomiao is looking, he can find out.

Xianyan Xianzun retracted his gaze and looked at the umbrella in his hand, "What? As he spoke, the snow on his body disappeared in an instant like water vapor, and then, not a single snowflake could fall on Xianyan Xianzun's clothes.

Snow, what a cold thing, but it only takes a little heat to melt, but what about the water? It seems to be for the sake of others everywhere, but it is the most ruthless.

When she warmed the hearts of others, the others who led her to see her as a friend and relatives were giving them the greatest harm.

Shui Miaomiao will not hurt others for the purpose, but she will hurt herself for the purpose, and her indifferent expression makes people angry.

Thinking of the Wenren Immortal who was far away in the East China Sea, he knew that she tried her best to save Shui Miaomiao, and he didn't think much of it?

But from another point of view, my little junior sister is very suitable for cultivating immortals! In order to fulfill her heart's wish, she is willing to give up everything she has, and no emotion can stop her······

In the snow, Shui Miaomiao walked with an umbrella deep and shallow feet, she politely refused to send her back to the human realm, she still wanted to take a stroll.

Calculate the time, because it is cold today, you should eat Laba porridge, but unfortunately there is no such tradition here, for a while, Shui Miaomiao looked at this silver world and lost her direction.

"Boy, this porridge is so strange,"

With white eyes and no old age, Mu Cang stirred the brown-red porridge in the jar.

"It smells very fragrant, and I will serve a bowl to the old man. An Jue Lao stretched out his hand.

I really wanted to hit a spatula with that hand, Mu Cang said angrily, "It's not good yet." ”

"It won't be reluctant. ”

Mu Cang didn't look up, and he knew how Old An was teasing now.

"It's just a bowl of porridge, and when it's ready, the first bowl will definitely be Master's. ”

"Why doesn't the old man believe it so much? An Jue Lao withdrew his hand and looked at Mu Cang, who was quietly boiling porridge, "Who taught you this porridge?"

"Seven treasures and five flavors porridge. Mu Cang chose to ignore the first question.

"It seems that the old man guessed the wrong name with such a Zen feeling, and I thought it was taught to you by your little lover!"

His hand touched the edge of the jar and scalded, Mu Cang took a deep breath and put down the stirring spoon, and looked at An Jue Lao, "Are you here?" ”

"No, the old man just followed the fragrance to see, next time remember to set up an enchantment, otherwise it will be attractive in the middle of nowhere. ”

It was his mistake, Mu Cang lowered his head and continued to stir the porridge.

"Don't frown. An Jue Lao looked into the distance with his hands around and smiled meaninglessly, "The old man has good news for you, in five or six seconds, your little lover will be able to turn over the dirt bag and see you." ”

"What!" Mu Cang stood up and looked back, he didn't have the same eyesight as An Jielao, but he did hear the sound of footsteps.

What should I do!Mu Cang kicked over the can in a panic.

"I can't leave. An Jue Lao said cool words.

Mu Cang glared at An Jue Lao, lifted a foot of snow to extinguish the fire pile, and then pulled An Jue Lao.

"The stealth technique is good! ”

"Quiet. ”

Scratching her head, how did she come here? Shui Miaomiao looked at the white patch around her, it was strange enough to walk to the terraces, and she also walked to such a desolate place.

Blame the fragrance, Shui Miaomiao took a deep breath and laughed stupidly.

When she came to this other world, she really drank Laba porridge once, and at that time, she had just made a marriage agreement with Mu Cang, and it was winter, so she borrowed the kitchen of Mu Cang's house and boiled porridge.

I still remember that Mu Cang asked the name of the porridge at that time, and after thinking about it, he said that there was no Laba porridge, and he said that Laba porridge is also known as Qibao five-flavor porridge, and pretended to talk about the origin of the porridge in a profound way, and Mu Cang's stupid boy was stunned.

The hand touched the neck, pressed it to the jade pendant through the clothes, and sighed, I still want to think of something happy, such as if I want to eat porridge, I can boil it myself!

Clapping her hands, Shui Miaomiao applauded her wit, turned around and left, not seeing the porridge on the ground that was gradually leaching snow······

Watching Sanyu's tall body squeeze into the door with difficulty, and keeping the tea on the tray from spilling, it was really a little embarrassing for him.

"How are you?" said Xianyan Xianzun as he put down his book and took the teacup.

After taking a sip, Xianyan Xianzun's face was distorted, and he was careless, thinking that even if it was sent by Sanyu, it should be soaked by them.

Covering his mouth and putting down the tea, Xianyan Xianzun looked at Sanyu in front of him, who was a head taller than him even if he knelt down, "What about them?"

They won't disobey Xianyan Immortal Venerable's words, but they are not good at words, and they don't know how to say it.

Sanyu lowered his head, his hesitant temperament was really not worthy of his tall and big body, I don't know if it was an illusion, Xianyan Xianzun actually saw a little grievance from Sanyu.

Holding back a little laughter, Xianyan Xianzun put down his hand and knocked on the table, "Okay, take this and pour a glass of water." "I'm not asking why, after all, who else can make them behave like this except for their little sister who has just been released.

Offering Qing Shui, San Yu hesitated for a few seconds, "Immortal Venerable, isn't the slave very useless." ”

After a pause in the action of drinking water, Xianyan Xianzun looked at Sanyu, he was not wrong just now, and the grievances were definitely from Sanyu.

Xianyan Xianzun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, Shui Miaomiao was also a god, and he had psychological problems for his own people, and he seemed to be on the road to being an old mother and never going back.

Quietly put down the cup and wiped the spilled water from his hands, "What do you say?"

"Just ······"

Shui Miaomiao, who was busy in the kitchen of the small building of the human realm, didn't know how things had become like this, she just wanted to simply boil a bowl of porridge with nostalgia.

At the beginning, I asked Siyun to help find ingredients,

Although the kitchen in the small building of the human realm is not used, there is actually no dust, but the four children insisted on cleaning it, so they called the second sister.

Then I didn't know what we were tinkering with, so I came to see if something happened, so I stayed and called Sanyu to help chop wood.

I have to say that the size of Sanyu, poked into the kitchen, it was really a bit of a seat, and after chopping the firewood, he was ruthlessly driven away, saying that Xianyan Xianzun could not have no one beside him.

Since I know that Xianyan Xianzun can't have no one by his side, then why are you all still staying here! I'm just making porridge, not making a full banquet for the Manchurians!

But not to mention that the porridge is quite fragrant, if it weren't for their help, I really wouldn't be able to boil such a big pot, such a big pot!

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