"It's nothing." Yunluo said very coldly with anger in her heart.
"Then why are you looking at me with jealous eyes?" Zhao Miaomiao asked curiously.
Yunluo was stung by her straightforwardness, jumped back in shock, and quickly denied, "I didn't. Youyou misunderstood."
"Well, it's none of my business for Master to scold you. Don't blame me." Zhao Miaomiao said slowly, with crooked eyebrows and eyes.
"No, I didn't." Yunluo panicked again.
Zhao Miaomiao ignored her and walked away to find another place to practice.
This body is only sixteen years old, and her cultivation is limited. She must hurry up to practice and not be cannon fodder for these two people.
She walked to the depths of the bamboo forest, and didn't stop until she reached a small stream called Suiyuxi.
The scenery here is beautiful, and the wind blows through the forest, which is very interesting.
The stream is gurgling and crystal clear, and the small fish wag their tails leisurely.
Zhao Miaomiao called out his own fairy sword, and began to dance with the sword. Every move was full of momentum, the fairy air was floating, and the cold air was pressing.
After practicing swordsmanship for an hour, she stopped, found a clean grass and sat down cross-legged.
While she was adjusting her breathing, a little white cat appeared out of nowhere. Its glazed eyes looked at her curiously, and then calmly walked towards the stream.
The little white cat squatted by the stream, lowered its head and quietly watched the small fish swimming in the water.
When the little fish approached him, he suddenly slapped his paw into the water.
A fish fell from the air on the grass with a "click", and the little white cat rushed up, bit the small fish, and took a few mouthfuls.
After eating the fish, it sat by the stream again and ate several fish in the same way.
After it was full, it lay lazily in a place where the sun could shine, licked its paws, and rubbed its furry face with its paws.
Zhao Miaomiao could always hear the voice of the little white cat, but she ignored it.
She waited until the induction of air into the body was over before she opened her eyes and glanced at the little white cat.
One of the characteristics of Yunhai Xianmen is that there are a lot of cats.
It is said that the founder of Yunhai Xianmen has a relationship with cats, and his fairy art was taught by a cat fairy.
When the patriarch founded Xianmen, he always had a white cat by his side.
Because the patriarch likes cats, there are more and more cats in the fairy gate, and everyone dare not expel them, so they are allowed to stay in the fairy gate.
Some cats have absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, and listened to the celestial art teachings of the ancestor master every day, and they can even speak human words.
Some of them can even cultivate into adults, and turn into disciples of Xianmen.
Therefore, the people of Yunhai Xianmen will always joke with each other, "Be careful of the cat under your feet, this is your future junior."
"Junior sister is not necessarily, hahahaha."
The Patriarch managed the Immortal Gate for thousands of years, and finally passed on his position to a disciple on a certain day, and then disappeared.
And those cats stayed here all the time and became the mascot of Yunhai Xianmen.
Zhao Miaomiao just glanced at the cat indifferently, then got up and left.
For several days in a row, Zhao Miaomiao could see the cat in this place.
This cat seems to be very partial to the small fish here, and it doesn't know where this creek comes from an undercurrent in the ground, but the small fish are actually gushing incessantly.
Zhao Miaomiao is practicing here, and the little white cat is eating fish beside her. One person and one cat do not interfere with each other, incomparably harmonious.
Perhaps Zhao Miaomiao was too indifferent, the little white cat never harassed herself when she saw her, curled up and fell asleep after eating the fish and licking its fur. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com