She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 66 Escape from the Dead
He Miao didn't know that he had already exposed his traces until the sword behind him pierced the void and came with a strong killing intent.

He Miao was startled, and it was too late to stop him.Immediately she was forced to jump forward and fell prone on the ground. There were rocks and weeds on the ground, which hurt her face.

As soon as He Miao fell to the ground, he immediately rolled to the side with experience.It was only then that he dodged two consecutive blows by the surname Zhang.

Only in this way, He Miao has already revealed his figure, it seems that the time limit for the invisibility talisman has come.

Damn, poor quality product.

He Miao cursed in a low voice, looked up, and saw that Zhang had already stood in front of He Miao with a cold face, condescending.

The cold sword was less than an inch away from He Miao.

In the next second, He Miao raised the mahogany sword with all her strength, swung it forward, and forcibly blocked the man's heavy blow.

She knew that she must be in an extremely embarrassing situation right now, and she had no chance of winning against Zhang.

But He Miao just didn't want to die like this.

She still has a lot of things to do, she hasn't cultivated the supreme way, she hasn't gathered the master's soul, she hasn't found the missing third brother, she hasn't rebuilt the Bihai Pavilion, she hasn't avenged her master, she hasn't cut her hands traitor……

She still had a lot of things to do, and she was unwilling to die like this. She died in an unknown wilderness, in this dark night without a moon, and became a corpse whose origin no one knew.

The man surnamed Zhang was about to step forward to collect land, when He Miao, who was lying on the ground, popped up something, and he didn't avoid it for a while, and it hit his forehead.

He Miao took the opportunity to climb a few steps forward.Yes, it was too late for her to get up now, so she could only crawl on the ground with hands and feet.

Pain and fear made her a little delirious, only the instinct to survive was still supporting her.

Even if there is a chance, He Miao is unwilling to give up.

Zhang's forehead hurts, and now he has been teased again and again by He Miao, making him furious.

Immediately roaring, he got up and used all his spiritual power, converging on the tip of the sword in his hand, trying to solve this serious trouble with one move.

One of the two was eager to kill, the other was only interested in escaping, neither of them noticed that at some point, He Miao had already climbed near the towering ancient pagoda.

There is no moon in this night, and the ancient pagoda looks mysterious and strange in the dark night.

As the old saying goes, when the moon is dark and the wind is high, when murder is set on fire.

He Miao watched helplessly as the opponent was about to make a big move, but he could only defend himself weakly with the mahogany sword, passively waiting for the blow that contained an unknown amount of power.

While raising the ground, babies' cries sounded from all around, from near to far, the sound of magic came into my ears.

He Miao's hair stood on end, it was hard for her to describe the horror in her heart when she heard it.

This kind of sound is not the cry of a baby being hungry or playing. If there are ghosts in the world, this must be the sound that ghosts can make.

Only the fierce ghosts in hell can utter such screams and cries after suffering from burning fire or other great pain.

The sound is thin and dense, penetrating through every hole, as if it penetrates directly into the seven orifices of a person, and it makes people's scalp tingle.

He Miao's mind flickered when he heard that.

She had a bad feeling in her heart, which was a sign of instability in her mind.If you let it go, I'm afraid you will go crazy and lose your mind.

At that moment, he barely propped up his body with his arms, bit his tongue desperately to wake himself up, and then leaned against a broken stone and meditated.

She silently recited the heart-purifying mantra she had learned in Bihai Pavilion in the past:
"The blue sea is eternal, and my heart is like water. There is no breeze, and the waves are calm. Everything is quiet, and the mind is one. Nothing changes, and the way is natural."

He Miao kept chanting the mantra silently in her heart, and the crying of the baby in her ear did not stop, but she did not feel as uncomfortable as before.

I just feel my mind is at ease, as calm as water.

A shrill scream sounded, and He Miao opened his eyes, and saw that the man surnamed Zhang was being attacked by clouds of black mist, and was waving the sword in his hand around, disorganized and frightened.

Some black mist also surrounded He Miao, but she was afraid of the mahogany sword in her hand and dared not go forward.

He Miao understood it, then picked up the sword in his hand and held it tightly.

Her sword is made of peach wood.Peach wood is the essence of five trees, so those who subdue evil spirits are also. The essence of peach wood is born in the gate of ghosts and can control all ghosts.

No wonder the clusters of black mist dare not approach her.

The person surnamed Zhang escaped quickly, and all the black mist began to surround He Miao, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it covered the sky and the sun.

There was silence everywhere, and He Miao held her breath, not even daring to take a breath. She had a bad guess in her heart that she might be the only living thing that could breathe in a radius of ten miles.

But soon, He Miao discovered that this group of black mist had no malicious intentions towards her.

After the surname Zhang left, even the terrible cry of the baby disappeared.The black mist only surrounded her, as if detecting something.

He Miao waited for a long time, but saw that the black mist did not move any more.

She endured it for a long time, judging that the other party was not malicious, or that there was nothing he could do about her.

He Miao couldn't take it anymore, so he opened the wooden hairpin and took out a set of clean clothes.

Under the so-called "watchful eyes", he changed into the soiled clothes, and even cut out a monthly bag with a knife according to his own understanding.

Only then did the so-called "accident" that almost cost her life be resolved.

The pain in the abdomen didn't weaken, and He Miao could only bear with it.

She squinted her eyes and observed for a while, and found that the black mist had not left.For some reason, it felt a little ridiculous.

Look at that immortal cultivator praised by everyone, he regards her as a thorn in his side, wishing to cut her into pieces.On the contrary, it was this sneaky and evil spirit that everyone feared, who invisibly saved her life.

The world is absurd, nothing more than this.

The surroundings were shrouded in black mist, but He Miao leaned against the stone behind her and closed her eyes.She knew that the one surnamed Zhang would not come back.

It was getting late, she crawled out of the dirt, mud and blood, escaped death, what else would she be afraid of.

As the saying goes, if you don't do anything wrong in your life, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door in the middle of the night.Think of these non-human beings as her guards at night.

Thinking of this, He Miao simply arranged a formation and fell into a deep sleep.

next day
The sky is dawning, and the dawn fog is everywhere

He Miao didn't know where she slept last night. She was frozen by the north wind all night, and she was about to freeze into a fool. With the pain in her abdomen, she kept shivering, and didn't sleep well at all.

In a daze, there was a sound of footsteps stepping over the weeds not far away.

He Miao was startled, opened his eyes abruptly, and immediately drew out his mahogany sword.

Could it be that the one surnamed Zhang looked at the dawn and came back again?
He Miao was short of breath, hurriedly got up, and checked his formation around to make sure there were no mistakes.With this formation, she believed that Zhang would not dare to act rashly.

Looking around, the black mist that surrounded her last night has long since disappeared.

If the traces of the fight with the same surname Zhang were not still there, He Miao almost thought that everything last night was a nightmare of hers.

Thinking of this, He Miao took out a big cake from his sleeve, squeezed a fire formula, baked the big cake calmly, and waited for Zhang to come back.

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　　Today is the first day on the shelves, come on, I hope I can write something I want to write.

　　


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