Forced to cultivate immortality, I just want to get married

Chapter 65

In the middle of the night, Leng Ning started talking nonsense.

What was this dreaming about?In such pain, Shui Miaomiao wiped the sweat from Leng Ningchi's forehead and held Leng Ningchi's hand. She didn't know what to do to relieve Leng Ningchi's pain, so she could only hold Leng Ningchi's hand tightly.

Give strength to Leng Ningchi and give strength to yourself. Tell Leng Ningchi that you are with her and will always be with her...

Leng Ningchi was in pain. In her dream, she was like a ball of dough, being shaped into various shapes and stuffed into various molds. She didn't know how to resist, couldn't resist, and was powerless to resist.

A ray of light falls on the hand, guiding the front, but there is a wall in front of it!
Leng Ning wanted to extinguish the light on her hand, but the light was very strong and warm.

A big hand came from behind and he didn't know what shape he would be shaped into this time. Leng Ningchi ran towards the direction pointed by the light.

Passing through the wall, looking back at the hands that couldn't come out, Leng Ningchi quickened his pace towards the light.

She kept running and running, the road ahead seemed endless, but she was in a happy mood, she got rid of those big hands, she could run and grow as much as she wanted...
"The porridge is ready. Just heat it up when Leng Ningchi wakes up. You can go and take a rest."

In a daze, Shui Miaomiao heard Wen Renxian's voice and shook her head, "I want to accompany Ning Chi. Ning Chi alone will have nightmares."

Suddenly feeling like he was in the air, Shui Miaomiao looked around blankly.

"I can't even open my eyes. I'll watch for you."

Wen Renxian picked up Shui Miaomiao, walked to his room, and put Shui Miaomiao on the bed.

Shui Miaomiao closed her eyes, shook her arms, and stubbornly stood up.

With a helpless smile, Wen Renxian stuffed Shui Miaomiao's arms into the quilt and cast a sleeping spell.

It wasn't until Shui Miaomiao was completely asleep that Wen Renxian fulfilled his promise, returned to Shui Miaomiao's room, and glanced at Leng Ningchi.

Sit on the floor beside the bed and meditate.

Not long after, Leng Ningchi suddenly woke up from his dream. When he opened his eyes, the profile of Wen Renxian came into view.

Leng Ningchi was startled and pulled the quilt to cover his head.

After a while, there was no sound. Leng Ningchi cautiously poked his head out and stared at Wen Renxian. Did Lingjun take care of me all night?

He reads paintings and listens to books all day long, but no one has ever thought that Chengxian Lingjun could be so gentle and considerate.

Unknowingly, Leng Ningchi put down the tightly pulled quilt and moved to the bed.

He hooked a strand of Wenrenxian's hair and put it on the bed. He was caught by those big hands just now. With Chengxian Spirit Lord here, he should be able to disperse all evil spirits!

Shui Miaomiao woke up and it was bright outside. After a while, she realized that she was in her master's room. After leaving the room, she looked at the cloudless weather. Leng Ningchi must have woken up. Shui Miaomiao thought for a while. Went to the kitchen instead.

As expected, there was a pot of white porridge in the kitchen, which looked pretty good.

Shui Miaomiao lit a fire to boil the porridge, scooped out three bowls and brought them to the room.

He met Wen Renxian head-on.

"You came just in time, Leng Ningchi woke up."

"I knew it."

He quickly walked into the room, put the tray on the table, and walked to the bed.

Leng Ningchi was lying on the bed with her eyes wide open. She wanted to get up, but she had no strength. When she saw Shui Miaomiao's apologetic smile, "It's really causing trouble."

"Yes." Shui Miaomiao helped Leng Ningchi up and let Leng Ningchi lean on the pillow.

"Would you like some water and some porridge?"

Nod.

Shui Miaomiao poured a glass of water and handed it to Leng Ningchi's hand, then looked at the three bowls of porridge on the table and looked at Wen Renxian at the door, "Master, do you want to eat something? I'll heat up a bowl for Master, too." That's fine, too. Wen Renxian walked to the table and picked up a bowl of porridge. After cooking it according to the video yesterday, he didn't even have time to taste it.

"I feed you."

Reaching the bedside, Shui Miaomiao took a spoonful of porridge and blew it cold.

"Miaomiao, you can also cook."

"Of course." As a single woman, she likes to make some dishes at home when she has nothing to do.

But this porridge was not cooked by me. After feeding Leng Ningchi a spoonful of porridge, Shui Miaomiao was about to say something when she saw Leng Ningchi seemed to be about to vomit. She covered her mouth and turned her head to the side.

It was extremely difficult to swallow the porridge, Leng Ningchi drank all the water in his hand, and looked at Shui Miaomiao hesitantly, "It's a bit too salty."

"Salty?" Shui Miaomiao took a sip and immediately spit it back into the bowl. Isn't it a little salty? It's salty and bitter!It also smells like pot water.

"It's okay Miaomiao, it's my first time cooking, so this is good." Leng Ningchi comforted and wiped away the residue on Shui Miaomiao's mouth.

No, this is not my cooking skill, Shui Miaomiao looked at the table.

After taking a sip, Wen Renxian had already silently put down the bowl and wiped the hidden immortality in his hands for a long time. This was just a small mistake. He had been following the video the whole time, but the seasonings were almost the same.

Wen Renxian's gesture made it clear that he didn't want to admit it.

As a disciple, it is not good to expose the master's shortcomings. Shui Miaomiao pressed Leng Ningchi's hand and said, "Yes, I did it. Maybe my eyesight has not fully recovered and I misplaced it. I was going to cook a pot."

"No need, I'm much better too, I'll do it anyway."

The taste of this porridge must have frightened Leng Ningchi, and his image could not be restored for a while.

Shui Miaomiao could only help Leng Ningchi out of bed, passed by Wen Renxian, turned back and stared at Wen Renxian's straight back, and gave Wen Renxian a hard look.

After the two left, Wen Renxian immediately put down the Hidden Immortal, took out a stack of transmission notes, and bombarded Xianyan Immortal.

So blame him!Xianyan Xianzun felt a headache when he saw the transmission notes flying all over the room...

Leng Ningchi's health was not bad, and Shui Miaomiao did a good job of sorting out his spiritual power. It didn't take long for Leng Ningchi to fully recover.

On the night of the tenth day, the fairy ship landed outside Yancheng.

After hearing what Leng Ningchi said, Shui Miaomiao fell into deep thought, thinking that she had spent half a month on the road.

Shui Miaomiao didn't know that Wen Renxian had slowed down because he was concerned about the two wounded people on board.

Leng Ningchi helped Shui Miaomiao out of the boat. Shui Miaomiao's eyes had not fully recovered yet. Shui Miaomiao was still blind in the dark place.

The gate of Yancheng has been closed. Shui Miaomiao is getting off the boat now for some unknown reason. Can he enter the city?

Wen Renxian stepped forward and called the door. The city guard impatiently opened a door and shouted, "What are you shouting for? I don't know if it's closed!"

Before the guard could finish shouting and scolding, Wen Renxian thrust the Guxian Sect's belt card into the guard's face. The sleepy guard immediately changed his face, nodded and bowed.

"I don't know if you are a master of the Ancient Immortal Sect. I am rude and disrespectful."

The guards hurriedly woke up a few people and opened the city gate.

It turns out that the waist card can also be used without a pass. I learned it.

Shui Miaomiao touched the badge on her waist. After she woke up, Wen Renxian immediately stipulated that the Guxian Sect's waist badge should not be left behind.

"Sir," the guard shouted, looking at the fairy ship behind Wen Renxian, "This thing cannot travel in Yancheng."

"Know the rules." Wen Renxian put away the fairy boat and looked back at Shui Miaomiao, who was holding Leng Ningchi tightly in search of a sense of security.

(End of this chapter)