Forced to cultivate immortality, I just want to get married

Shui Miaomiao's silence made Master Jun visibly irritated. He couldn't describe it. He thought they were good friends, but Shui Miaomiao's "seeing outsiders" was too rational and hurtful.

"You've already threatened me to take you into the Demonic Realm, why not threaten me more."

"That's different." Shui Miaomiao softened his tone, "That was a harmless joke. Anyway, you were just giving me a lift. It won't hurt any of us, but now."

Jun Weapon Master interrupted Shui Miaomiao rudely, "Don't stutter if you have the guts. Stumbling means that you know it yourself. Even if your spiritual power returns to normal, it will be difficult for you to walk in the Demon Realm, and you still want to leave me!"

"But what about you?"

"After all these years, what's wrong with making him wait a little longer? The old man can die one more time, but it's you." Master Jun raised his eyes and looked at Shui Miaomiao and said sternly, "If I find out that you want to leave him again, If I walk alone, I’ll break your legs, since you’re carrying a wheelchair anyway.”

"Yeah, there's no need to be like this." Shui Miaomiao retreated silently, still a little hesitant, "After all, it's my own business, dragging you into the water."

"Consider it your reward for listening to my complaints in front of Master's grave." Interrupting Shui Miaomiao, Master Jun said firmly, leaving no room for refutation.

"Suddenly it feels like we are similar." Shui Miaomiao put her hands on her face and murmured in a silly and moved voice, "I came to the Demon Realm on my own will, and I kept rushing up after being left behind, ugh~"

"Didn't you say you came to save people? Are you still being disliked?" Master Jun raised his eyebrows and joked, "Is it because you are too weak? Doesn't that make sense? Why don't you just go home?"

Glancing at Master Jun, Shui Miaomiao didn't bother to respond. He sat down on the bed and crossed his legs, rocking back and forth, "I'm happy, but you. After going out for a walk, I kept tightening up when I came back. I found something. ?”

"I didn't find anything. It's an empty city. I'm curious where you plan to go next?"

"Go deeper. Are you sure you want to follow me and not look for anything?"

Seeing Shui Miaomiao lying on the bed, Jun Jun stood up, moved the chair sitting at the door, and said casually, "I don't have an exact location, so I just rely on intuition, and my intuition now allows me to Follow you."

"Okay." Shui Miaomiao was coaxing herself as a Jun weapon master, "Then what are you looking for? Be specific and I can help you look at it."

The weapon master who opened the door and walked out thought for half a second and replied uncertainly, "It should be a knife."

"Knife!" Shui Miaomiao jumped from the bed to the ground in an instant, and her screaming voice was thousands of miles out of tune, "Are you sure!"

Master Jun frowned, rubbed his ears and turned to look at Shui Miaomiao, "What are you howling? The old man was confused before he died. If I can come up with a complete story from those words, I am considered logical. According to I have had intermittent clues for many years. It is probably a knife that the uncle made, but I can't be sure. In fact, what I am mainly looking for is not the knife, but where he died so that the old man can be moved there. But I think the uncle probably made it. He sacrificed his own blood on the day the weapon was made, so we should just find the place where he made the weapon, so why are you so excited?"

"I, I'm just." Shui Miaomiao sat back on the bed a little decadently and gave Master Jun a thumbs up, "I feel like your intuition is so good."

"Well, you'd better rest early." Master Jun's expression was hard to explain, "Are you feeling unwell due to lack of oxygen?"

"No." Shui Miaomiao waved her hands and weakly chased away the guests. She needed to calm down, "Good night, sweet dreams."

"Tsk, you can rest. Don't worry, it's safe here. Nothing will come in." Master Jun closed the door and left.

"Oh! It's true~~" Shui Miaomiao threw herself on the bed as she closed the door, hammered the bed and started sighing repeatedly. This fate that makes people want to die couldn't be just such a coincidence, it shouldn't be. No way, no way...

"I told you to have a good rest, so why don't you rest like this?" Master Jun looked at Shui Miaomiao who walked out of the room, rubbing his sleepy eyes, his steps erratic, obviously he had not slept all night. "You haven't had any rest." Shui Miaomiao yawned and glanced at Master Jun, tapping his cheek. Master Jun raised his hand suspiciously and wiped it away from his face, with a touch of red on the back of his hand. "Tsk, I forgot to wash my face."

"What have you been doing?"

"Catch a few people and ask for directions."

"What's the question?"

"No, my brain is blooming." The weapon master became very impatient when he thought that he had been busy all night but got nothing.

"I don't even know where to go. They shouldn't be so guilty."

"What's wrong? I just asked. They got crazy before they even did anything, and even put on my outfit."

"Wait a minute." Shui Miaomiao woke up completely and asked with her eyes widened, "Do you mean when you say blooming, do you mean it literally?"

"Uh, what do you mean?" Master Jun didn't quite understand, "Just, it exploded. My head exploded. The bloody thorns screamed very simply and crudely. I wouldn't have done it if I interrogated you."

"That's enough." Shui Miaomiao quickly stopped Master Jun from continuing. She was almost stunned when she heard the flowers. She thought it was flowers growing on her head, but it's okay if it wasn't.

"Then what questions did you ask that made their heads explode?"

"Just one question, how to get to Demon City."

Shui Miaomiao pointed to the ground and asked in surprise, "Isn't this Demon City?"

"Yes, yes, but now this is an empty city. There must be a new garrison point otherwise it wouldn't be empty, but they can't tell. They have to accept the invitation or find it themselves. I guess the most evil people should have received the invitation. That’s why it’s so empty here.”

After a while, Shui Miaomiao said "Oh" dryly. She no longer had the energy to care about the problems in Demon City, "Actually, we are not going to New Demon City, it doesn't matter."

"So you know where to go?"

"That's right." She tried again last night. Although her first goal was to find the Ninth Vengeance, she couldn't operate the Wuming Sword Technique, so she had to locate Xuan'er.

A few days ago, Xuan'er died once in a trance and her position was very blurry. Now she is back to her original state, but Shui Miaomiao is always a little uneasy, but she can only bite the bullet and say, "Just follow me." Alright, after breakfast, we’ll set off..."

"Death contract, tsk tsk tsk, you are such a poor little bastard. You have such a good thing as a knife but still have such a humble body... Do you want to change all this?"

In the dark dungeon, Xuan'er was locked in the Xing Si Si Memory Formation. She would relive the most painful memory for her, and she was tortured again and again.

The memory that disappeared was to protect her, and the memory of watching movies in Yangrenzhai just made Xuaner angry and unwilling. Xingsi sat in the memory formation, and every time it was as vivid as personal experience, she gradually collapsed and became confused, changed?Redemption?None of this is needed, no need!She just wants to destroy, destroy everything...