Quick Wear: Another day of being criticized for falling in love at first sight

Chapter 972: The Wife Who Has No Spiritual Roots in the Cultivation Novels

But if it's too weak, that's not good either.

Shen Qingci was a little conflicted, but this method was better than having another man or woman compete with him for his Taoist partner.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Miaomiao who was sitting not far away and chatting with the spirit maid, and the spiritual power in his palm suddenly condensed.

It’s better to take a long-term view and not risk her safety.

For breakfast, Miaomiao drank the spiritual rice porridge made by Shen Qingci, and then the group set off.

The sun was already mid-sky.

Shen Qingci sat in the front of Miaomiao's carriage, half of his consciousness covering her, as if infatuated, while the other half was divided among the puppet who had just left Qingyun City hundreds of miles away.

Those black shadows carrying demonic energy were indeed chasing even more closely. Even after leaving the city, the demonic energy of two of them had leaked to the point where ordinary cultivators could sense it.

It is obvious that the other party has been acting so blatantly for more than a day or two.

This is interesting. How come there are such demons in the territory of Qingyun Sect?

Obviously, someone opened the door for them...

"Brother Shen, does the stone tablet in front of us mean that we have already left the territory under the jurisdiction of Qingyun Sect?"

Miaomiao pointed to the boundary marker in front of her with the word "Qingyun" engraved on it. The body of the marker was already mottled, and it was obviously quite old.

"Once you pass this point, you're out of the jurisdiction of the Qingyun Sect."

There was a hint of coldness in Shen Qingci's eyes, but when he looked at Miaomiao, he spoke softly.

"The area we're going to visit next was originally under the jurisdiction of a small immortal cultivation sect called Pi Tian Men. But now, the sect leader has passed away, and the highest level of cultivation within the sect has dropped from the Jindan stage to the foundation-building stage like me. Naturally, they have no time to manage such a large area.

If this area is managed again, it will have to wait until the end of the year to be replanned.

This place has become a no-man's land for now, so you guys just follow me closely."

Shen Qingci tried his best to tell Miaomiao about the matters between these sects in a subtle way. Seeing the little girl nodded, her expression didn't seem to care too much.

Only then did Shen Qingci remember that when his little Taoist companion came from the mortal world, he must have passed through these places. Perhaps at that time, he was protected by these four spiritual maids, so he did not feel any danger.

Miaomiao got off the carriage, her shoes making a slight sound as they stepped on the dry grass, and then she turned around and bowed to Shen Qingci.

She is not a fool. The original owner was killed by a monster on the way back half a year later. This means that there must be dangers on the way that she is not aware of.

Now she has to hold on to the other person's thighs tightly, even if the other person may have some thoughts about her now, but she is timid.

When it comes to life, I am still very timid.

If the other party is just looking for a casual relationship, then that's fine. Miaomiao thinks that since he's good-looking, she won't be at a disadvantage.

But if she was thinking about other marriages, then forget it. The main thing was that whenever she thought about this possibility, her legs would inexplicably go weak.

Now, in order to survive, due respect must be shown...

Shen Qingci was a little confused, and so were the other spirit maids. But before Miaomiao could bow, Shen Qingci held her up, even holding her in his arms to prevent her from falling...

"Miao Miao, why are you suddenly so polite to me? Is there something difficult?"

Shen Qingci knew that he only needed to raise his hand to lift the little girl up, but he preferred to do it himself, like a man who was too weak to use spiritual power.

Miaomiao withdrew from Shen Qingci's arms, pretending not to notice his intimacy with her, but she did not bow again in the end.

"I want to thank Brother Shen for sending me back home. After all, I am just a mortal. In times of danger, I might be a burden."

Miaomiao spoke quite frankly, but she couldn't help herself and subconsciously took two steps back.

Shen Qingci originally wanted to move forward, but when he saw the little girl take two steps back, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes, but then turned into his previous gentleness.

"This is a mutually beneficial matter. However, from now on, Miss Miaomiao, please stay by my side. I will do my best to protect everyone."

The world outside the boundary marker seems to have become a little worse, but it still looks safe.

What is unsafe is the group of puppets that have already walked out of Qingyun City and are heading towards increasingly remote areas.

After passing the boundary marker, the grass and trees on both sides of the dirt road became more and more messy, with occasional dead branches and leaves lying across the road. It was indeed a bit more wild and reckless than the neat and tidy scene within the jurisdiction of Qingyun Sect.

Miaomiao sat in the carriage, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the gold bracelet on her wrist.

Thinking about the hug Shen Yanzhao had just given her, she felt a little uncomfortable now, mainly because if it had been at the beginning, he would definitely not have been so close to her.

But it was obvious that her attitude had not changed, but his attitude was changing day by day. Today he even came close to her, which made her think more.

In particular, Miaomiao was not blind, and she could see that when the other party treated Qinghe and the others, he was majestic but also a little distant. This made it seem that his closeness to her had some unpredictable meaning.

Miaomiao called Qinghe into the carriage on the pretext that she was scared. A small barrier was set up at Miaomiao's signal.

"Qinghe, do you think Master Shen is too nice to me?"

Even though a barrier had been set up, Miaomiao still asked in a low voice, her eyes unconsciously drifting towards Shen Qingci, whose figure was faintly visible outside the carriage curtain.

The sunlight cast his silhouette on the curtain of the carriage, like a tall green bamboo, which made her feel a little uneasy.

Qinghe didn't pay much attention to her young lady's sudden shrinking look. As cultivators, they all had good hearing and could naturally hear it.

She tidied up the snacks on Miaomiao's table a little before chuckling and joking.

"My dear lady, you just discovered it.

It's obvious that Master Shen is interested in you!

Isn't this a good thing?

"Master Shen is handsome. In all my years, this is the first time I've seen such a good-looking young man. Even if he's an outer sect disciple, he's definitely a hundred times better than Lin Yanci from the Lin family!"

Qinghe is a cultivator who relies on the support of a large family, but he lives in the mortal world, so his ideas are different from those of Miaomiao.

"But he is an immortal cultivator, and I am a mortal. Even our lifespans are not compatible."

Miaomiao looked at Qinghe and could probably understand why they were still angry about Lin Yanci's stubborn look when she broke off the engagement.

But she had just escaped from the tiger's den and was not ready to enter the wolf's den.

"My dear Qinghe, as the saying goes, immortals and mortals have different paths. I am rich and pretty, and my parents have agreed to my marriage. After the cancellation of the engagement, I can choose my own marriage.

In this situation, without that scum of the Lin family, what can't I do except go to heaven?

I don't want to have a passionate love affair, that's all nonsense. As long as I can go home safely, I can just find a few more handsome men who like to coax me and keep them at home, right?

Why bother to go to the world of immortals and become a mortal who is looked down upon by others?

Am I right?

However, if the Immortal Master wants a fleeting romance... "

Miaomiao pursed her lips, looked at Qinghe's wide eyes, coughed lightly and continued.

"That's not impossible. Anyway, I'm not prepared to be restricted by marriage in the future, right?

But, don’t take it seriously…”

The more Miaomiao thought about it, the more timid she became, especially after that hot hug in the early morning.

So besides being greedy, she also wanted Qing He to tell them to block them more and not give them any more opportunities...