After buying some water and food, Ling Xin returned to the carriage and met up with Ying Feiyang.
When she approached the carriage, she frowned. There was a big puddle of vomit next to the carriage, and the sour smell was unbearable.
"Why did he vomit here, really …" Ling Xin had always been clean, so she covered her nose and led the carriage away.
"What's wrong?" Ying Feiyang was a light sleeper, and he woke up as soon as he sensed the movement. He lifted the curtain to take a look, but he was immediately suffocated by the sour smell. Then, he scolded angrily, "Which idiot vomited here so early in the morning! Holy Maiden, did you see who did it? I'll go and teach him a lesson! "
The Holy Maiden knew the whole story, and there was no other person who vomited here at this time except for that destitute young man. However, she did not like to argue with others, so she shook her head and said, "Forget it, there's no need to be angry. I've already prepared the things, and it's more important to hurry up and leave. "
However, Ling Xin hesitated for a moment before she said she wanted to leave. She gritted her teeth and made a hand seal. A purifying power surged out, and the filth on the ground was washed into the ditch. The ground became as clean as before.
"The purifying power of Heaven, you're really willing to use it …" Seeing that Ling Xin had used one of her two mystical abilities, the purifying power, in such a place, Ying Feiyang was speechless.
"I can't stand seeing dirty things …" Ling Xin blinked her eyes, and she was very satisfied with her result.
Ying Feiyang was still angry, and he said fiercely, "You helped clean it up, but you let that person who vomited everywhere benefit. I dare say that people like him have no friends!"
"Okay, okay, don't worry about him, let's go …" Ling Xin said as she drove the carriage out of the city.
Somewhere in the city, that destitute young man was facing a ditch.
"Retch ~"
"Achoo ~"
"Retch ~"
"Achoo ~"
"Damn, why is he sneezing when he vomits? What a big loss today! "
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Outside of Shu County, after leaving the official road, the terrain became more rugged and the trees on both sides became denser. Ling Xin, the Goddess, was riding on the carriage when she suddenly pulled the reins and said in a clear voice, "There is no one around here. Why don't you show yourself and explain yourself?"
But wherever his voice reached, there was only the rustling of leaves. There was no response at all.
Celestial Daughter Ling Xin shook her head and softly said, "Please forgive me!"
With a flip of her hand, the "Ten Zhang Light Dust" transformed into a streak of white silk and flew out of her sleeve. Then, it lengthened with the wind and headed straight for an emerald green tree beside her.
Crack! Accompanied by the sound of a twig snapping, a figure suddenly leaped out from the originally empty treetop. With a tap of his foot, he leaped backward.
However, the 30m Light Dust was like a white serpent that wriggled through the luxuriant leaves like a shadow, and it followed closely behind that figure. It was already a step faster than that figure.
"Bind!" Celestial Daughter Ling Xin clasped her fingers together and crossed them in front of her chest. The 30m Light Dust weaved into a net that wrapped around the figure like a cocoon. Then, she suddenly pulled it down!
"Ouch!" A delicate cry was heard as the figure fell to the ground. It was a girl's voice. Celestial Daughter Ling Xin's expression changed slightly. She blurted out, "It's you?"
The person who was wrapped up in a ball and fell to the ground was a delicate girl. It was the one who had a drinking contest in the tavern earlier.
Celestial Daughter Ling Xin's hostility faded a little. She retracted the "Ten Zhang Light Dust" and asked, "Miss, why did you follow us all the way here?"
"Who's following you … You didn't plant the forest, so why can't I cross it?" The girl rubbed her butt that was hurt from the fall, her big black eyes darting around as she lied.
"What's going on?" Ying Feiyang yawned and walked out of the carriage in hindsight.
"Brother Tianming? It's really you! "The girl's black and white eyes brightened instantly, bursting with joy.
"What Brother Tianming? I'm Ying Feiyang! " Ying Feiyang, who was still sleepy, answered the words that he hadn't heard for a long time. Suddenly, his body quivered and the sleepiness in his eyes disappeared. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the girl. "Who are you?"
"You don't recognize me?" The girl felt as if she had been punched in the face. She took two steps back and covered her chest with her hands. She said in a heartbroken voice, "I can't forget you. I didn't expect you to pretend not to know me just to please beautiful sister! You said you would always take care of me! "
"Oh?" Celestial Daughter Ling Xin raised her eyebrows and let out a playful sigh. The way she looked at Ying Feiyang had changed.
However, Ying Feiyang suddenly trembled and revealed a look of surprise. He then strode forward and grabbed the girl's head. He said fiercely, "Mu Xiaomei, you stupid girl, don't cause trouble for me!"
As he spoke, he pressed the girl's head down and bowed to Celestial Daughter Ling Xin. He said, "Please don't blame me, Celestial Daughter. This is my sister, Mu Xiaomei. She was just joking with you."
"Let go! Men and women shouldn't touch each other! Brother Tianming, don't take advantage of me! "The girl protested, but her blushing face was filled with a smile, revealing two happy dimples.
There was only one person in the world who would call him Brother Tianming. The girl in front of him was Mu Xiaomei, who had been following him since he was a child. It was no wonder that Ying Feiyang didn't recognize her at first glance. It was said that a girl changes eighteen times between childhood and womanhood. The last time he separated from her was five years ago. At that time, Mu Xiaomei was only a ten-year-old girl.
Later, he heard that she was accepted as a disciple by Yan Lichun of the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals, but he never saw her again. Unexpectedly, when they met again today, Mu Xiaomei's figure had bloomed like a flower bud. She had become a big girl.
However, Ying Feiyang was four years older than her and had always treated her as his own sister. At this time, just like before, he pressed her head down and bowed to the Celestial Daughter.
The Celestial Daughter also took off her bamboo hat and elegantly said, "Hello, Little Sister Mu. I should be the one to apologize. Just now, if I offended you, did you hurt yourself?"
"Don't worry, when she was five years old, she fell from a tree and hurt her brain. Broken jars are still broken jars, so there's no difference …" Ying Feiyang interrupted from the side.
"Go to hell!" Mu Xiaomei was about to kick, but when she saw the Celestial Daughter's face, her eyes lit up and she exclaimed in amazement, "Sister is the Celestial Daughter. Wow, just like the rumor, you're so beautiful!"
Although the Celestial Daughter didn't boast about her appearance, when she heard Mu Xiaomei's words, she still smiled. "Little Sister Xiaomei is the one who is beautiful."
"Okay, okay, in order to stop you from praising me, I'll ask the question." Ying Feiyang pulled Mu Xiaomei over and asked, "Tell me, you troublemaker, what do you want by following us?"
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