Chapter 49
In the following days, except for the daily "skin-to-skin relationship" with real Junhua that made Hua Ruomi "feel a lot of suffering", Hua Ruomi's life in Xueyue Peak was quite comfortable.

And when the "suffering" turned into "painful and happy", Hua Ruomi became even more entangled, fearing in tension and anticipating in fear every day, and meeting with real Junhua every day at Meilin Xuechi at noon.

Until the day-to-day meeting, Hua Ruomi made this "skin-to-skin relationship" "handy"

Afterwards, Hua Ruo Mi had a sense of pride that was even more exciting than the improvement of her cultivation.

Hmm.. I have touched Junhua's hand, over and over again. Dare I ask, is there anyone in the Chinese cultivation world who has had the same honor as me? (Actually, the word Hua Ruo Mi really thinks of is "Yan Fu")
So, soon, Hua Ruo Mi was smiling every day, and Jun Hua never lost his temper, and his expression became gentler day by day.

Feeling so proud, Hua Ruo Mi is still a little confused.After all, Master Junhua is a very famous figure in the world of Chinese comprehension. She happened to be lucky to save herself, but she was able to stay here in Xueyue Peak, and Master Junhua personally healed her wounds. Hua Ruomi guessed, Except for myself, no one else in the Chinese comprehension world has this kind of treatment.

What is the reason that Junhua Daoist treats him differently?Hua Ruomi doesn't think there is anything special about her.

Of course, it's not good for her to ask Master Junhua about these doubts. After thinking for a long time, she can only attribute this to Master Junhua's "compassionate heart" towards her.

Hua Ruomi's injury finally fully recovered after one month under the treatment of Junhua Zhenren.

At noon on that day, the real Junhua received the power, and Hua Ruomy clearly felt that the muscles and veins of her body had not only fully recovered, but also faintly felt stronger.

The sense of powerlessness for more than a month quickly disappeared, and Hua Ruomi looked at the real Junhua with a happy face, even she didn't know that the gratitude in her eyes had evolved into a deep nostalgia.

However, Ye Junhua was already familiar with her eyes, and accepted it calmly, with a slight smile on his handsome face: "Su He Dan will be released tomorrow, after taking the elixir, your injury will be completely healed, happy Is it?"

Hua Ruomhi grinned: "Of course I'm happy. The real person is tired of healing Ruomy these days. Even if Ruomy doesn't think about himself, he still thinks it's time. Otherwise, I'm sorry for the real person."

Ye Junhua raised his eyebrows and smiled, obviously feeling that Hua Ruomi's words of being much closer than before were very helpful.

Looking at Ye Junhua's smile, Hua Ruomi's heart was still beating endlessly. She just felt that such a smile was too dazzling on Junhua's handsome face. She had seen it many times in the past month, but Still can't be indifferent.

After resigning from Master Junhua and returning to the house, she saw Nuan Nuan waiting for her in the house, saw her come in, Nuan Nuan smiled: "Look at your smiling face, are you stealing my uncle's tofu without shame? "

Hua Ruomi blushed immediately, and stammered: "Nonsense... how can I have it!"

"I still say no, whoever has eyes won't be impressed by my uncle's celestial appearance? I don't believe you, a little nymphomaniac, can escape vulgarity!" Nuan Nuan smiled even more ambiguously.

Although Hua Ruo Mi knows that she is joking, not to mention that she is just a little girl who has just turned ten years old, even if she is about the same age as Jun Hua, she probably has the guts to not dare to do anything wrong with Jun Hua. think about it.

But there is a voice in my heart clamoring at this time: Then why do you feel nervous every time you see the real Junhua, and you can’t say everything, but now you can say everything, but dare you say that you don’t look forward to seeing him every day, Mr. Junhua Master Hua smiled at you, dare you say that you didn't feel numb all over your body, and your whole heart was so happy that you wanted to fly to the sky.

Hua Ruomi couldn't help staring at her, she was stunned by the voice in her heart, she wanted to shake her head to death and refuse to admit it, but the very clear voice told her that she had a bad opinion of the real Junhua think!
Perhaps from the first time they met her and was rescued from Si Huaian's hands, that hazy glance and that figure had been firmly imprinted in her heart, and the next day when they met again, she would continue to struggle, I buried that feeling deeply in my heart with the heart of not admitting it.

But even when she thought that she was only grateful to the real Junhua, this self-deceiving lie was punctured gorgeously by Nuan Nuan's casual joke, what should I do?She just fell in love with Jun Hua, what should I do?She just has unreasonable thoughts about the superior Junhua Daoist!

Nuan Nuan stared at Hua Ruo Mi who was suddenly stunned, with an expression of communion between heaven and man, and there was a loud bang in her head, no...no?Am I right?Do you really have thoughts about my uncle?My god.. I don’t want to be such a joker. I wanted to make a joke with you, not to make you take the joke seriously to provoke me.

Wuwu Nuannuan ran out of Hua Ruomy's house. This incident was too shocking and a blow. She had to find a place to calm down first.

"This idea is promising, sir, I support it, that kid is good, he is qualified to be my master's man!" Dangdang's incomparably heroic voice made Hua Ruomi continue to petrify.

Damn it, stop making noise, let me calm down, this is not true, how dare I challenge such a man...
It was night, and Hua Ruo Mi was holding the half-knit clothes in her hands, with teary eyes.While weaving, she told herself over and over again that she really only wove this dress to express her gratitude to Master Junhua, she really had no other ideas, really nothing!
A few days ago, the strangest tree in the Qiankun Immortal Mansion actually bloomed. When the trunk was less than one foot high and the leaves were still green and tender, this strange tree unexpectedly bloomed white flowers like cotton balls, and that The flowers seem to be woven with silk threads, small, like fake flowers embroidered on clothes.

But the flower exudes a very strange fragrance, which is so refreshing that people smell it, and the whole spirit is incomparably refreshed. The spiritual field is clear, and the fragrance of the flower has the miraculous effect of soothing the spiritual consciousness.Hua Ruo Mi is sure that if he stays in the scent of flowers for a long time, it will be extremely beneficial to the cultivation of the spiritual consciousness of the practitioners.

Because all people have many distracting thoughts, and the most important thing in Taoism is meditation. If you have a peaceful mind, you can easily achieve the state of forgetting both things and yourself.And the cultivation of the state of mind is the most fundamental guarantee for the improvement of the cultivation base. If the spiritual realm is not enough, even if the cultivation base is improved, it is very likely to go crazy.

If it is light, the cultivation base will be completely destroyed, and if it is heavy, it will be wiped out.

Therefore, for a cultivator, it is very important to keep the altar clear and the spiritual consciousness pure, and the strange flowers on this strange tree have such a miraculous effect.

Looking at it again, it looks like it is embroidered with silk thread. When you pick a flower with your hands, you can actually pull out the silk. Hua Ruomi immediately felt that it must be an excellent magic weapon to weave clothes with this flower.

Without any hesitation, Hua Ruo Mi decided that the clothes woven from the first flowers of this strange tree belonged to Jun Hua.

Therefore, Hua Ruo Mi quietly knits clothes every night. At first, she firmly believed that she was only doing this to repay the life-saving and healing grace of Master Junhua, but now, no matter how much she warned herself, she couldn't help feeling that she was The purpose is not pure.

But in my hand, I can't bear to stop
I struggled all night, but the work under my hands was very fast. Before dawn, the remaining half had been completely woven. Looking at the pure white robe in my hand, I remembered that Junhua Junhua prefers to wear black, so I racked my brains to use it. The medicinal herbs in the Immortal Mansion dyed the clothes black.

After dyeing, she felt that the complete black was too monotonous, so she dyed some silver thread again, and outlined some patterns on the cuffs of the skirt and cuffs with silver thread. When the clothes were really finished, Hua Ruo Mi finally made up her mind.

She wants to give the clothes to Junhua, she wants to tell him her heart, she wants to tell Ye Junhua, even if she is not good enough for him now, even if she has not grown up yet, even if he only treats her as a child , she also wanted to tell him her own feelings.

One day she will grow up, she will practice hard, and she will make herself worthy of him, Ye Junhua!

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