Chapter 233 You have never been guilty
The two looked at each other, but neither of them spoke.
Finally, Wen Qiao broke the silence with a sigh.
"You're okay..."
"Very good, how about you?"
"As you can see, I'm doing pretty well."
"That's good……."
The two were silent for a while, and Wen Qiao spoke again, his words full of helplessness.
"Why do you have to...?"
The Heavenly Punishment Curse is not a good thing.
This thing will accompany people for life after life. It will not make people lose their souls, nor will they lose the memory of their previous lives when they are the contrary, it is like poison that penetrates the intestines. The more attached you are to something, the more unforgettable it will be for you, and it will even give you a thunderous blow when you are in pain.
Cruel and poisonous.
“I deserve it….”
Wen Miao said it calmly, but Wen Qiao felt uncomfortable listening to it.
However, Wen Miao did not give Wen Qiao too much time to think about other things, but changed the topic.
"You just saw it, right? I don't have much time. From now on, I will entrust you to take care of my apprentice..."
"No way, you have to take care of yourself."
Why don't you refuse angrily?
Wen Miao just smiled lightly at this, and then said to himself: "When I chose him to be my apprentice, it was mainly because I felt your breath on him. I thought to myself, maybe there is a connection between you two. , I accepted him as my disciple just because I miss you and want to see you. However, you have also seen something surprising. This kid’s talent is not low, and given time, he will definitely become something great..."
"So you don't want to waste such a talent, and by the way, you can fulfill your wish of never accepting a disciple in the past, so that he can guard Futian Que on your behalf..." Wen Qiao said bluntly.
"The one who knows me is Taiyi." After a pause, Wen Miao added: "I left a ray of spiritual thought in the Sumeru bracelet, thinking that given time, I might be able to see your reincarnation. Sure enough, I saw it. ...Qiaoqiao, you should know that once the spiritual consciousness is released, you can only wait until it dissipates, so I don’t have much time."
Wen Qiao breathed out: "Do you have anything to say?" Wen Miao: "Help me take good care of Nian Chengxu, and also, take good care of yourself..."
Wen Qiao frowned and asked, "What about you?"
Wen Miao smiled lightly: "I should be punished for my sins..."
"Shit." Wen Qiao shouted, his eyes filled with coldness. "Wen Miao, please remember that you have never sinned..."
Wen Miao didn't say anything, but Wen Qiao's liver still hurt, which showed that he was very angry.
……
Over there, Uncle Mo Yi was walking around the villa, admiring the decoration of the villa.
Shui Linglong stopped at the stairs with a sullen face, looking in the direction of the stairs from time to time, nervously.
"Shui Linglong..."
Nian Chengxu on the side shouted tentatively, looking down at the toes of his swaying shoes.
"What are you doing?" Shui Linglong glanced at Nian Chengxu, then turned her gaze to the stairs, her pink lips pursed tightly, and her eyes full of worry.
"Haha, I'm sure." Nian Chengxu smiled awkwardly. After confirming that this person was Shui Linglong, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then he boldly asked: "Um, Shui Linglong, do you want to go back to the bracelet?"
"Why return the bracelet?"
"Aren't you a weapon spirit? I think..."
"When did I say I was a weapon spirit?"
Shui Linglong looked at Nian Chengxu gnashing his teeth. Nian Chengxu was so frightened that Nian Chengxu's heart suddenly trembled. He subconsciously stepped back, but in his mind he was thinking about getting along with Shui Linglong. It seemed that Shui Linglong had never admitted that he was a weapon spirit, so...
"You're not a weapon spirit, then what are you?" Nian Chengxu asked curiously.
"Shut up and be quiet." Shui Linglong was not in the mood to answer these questions now. All she could think about was her master Wen Miao. She knew very well that Wen Miao was just a ray of spiritual thought that could dissipate at any time.
(End of this chapter)
