She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 121 Falsehood
Not long after, Mrs. Fan came over with a set of dark gray clothes, and the two began to put them on Hanba, not forgetting to put on a bamboo hat and a mask to cover its face without facial features.

Mrs. Fan exhorted:

"For a while, you and I will support him left and right, and don't let others approach."

He Miao nodded, she could finally get rid of this thing.

Right now, only God knows how much spiritual power she lost and what price she paid for Hanba.

She wished she could throw this thing into Dongting Lake as soon as possible, and it would be best if this thing could never be reborn forever.

He Miao and Mrs. Fan bought a boat ticket and boarded the big boat with Han Yan.This boat was built by a wealthy businessman nearby, and it is used for people on both sides of the strait to go back and forth every day.

There were many people coming and going on the boat. There were tourists who came to watch and play, there were also small vendors carrying poles and baskets to sell around, and there were people who wanted to go to Dongting to burn incense under the statue of Zhenjun.

Although there are sporadic wars everywhere in the Great Zheng Kingdom, this place has not been affected yet, and the ordinary people are just living their little days in peace.

He Miao deliberately hid in the corner, blocking Han Yan with her body.In the eyes of outsiders, it looks like a daughter is taking care of her seriously ill father.

"Anyone you know?"

Mrs. Fan saw He Miao's strangeness, so she only asked in a low voice.

He Miao was taken aback for a moment, nodded, and then shook his head again.

She has been dormant in the secret realm for four years, and there are very few people in the world who still remember her.

Even she herself is a bit unfamiliar with this face now, let alone being recognized by others.

A group of Raging Flame Sect sat in the most conspicuous place of the big ship and called the small vendors on board to buy all kinds of food and strange things.The shot is extremely generous.

The small merchants on the boat knew that there was a good owner coming, and they all rushed over immediately, wanting to see if there was a chance to make a deal.

Nan Ling'er looked at these small traders, feeling disgusted in her heart, she only pointed to the god statue on the other side, and said casually:
"what is that?"

Seeing this, an older villager next to him hurriedly stopped him and said, "Miss, it's not fun to hold your finger, that's our Dongting master."

Nan Ling'er was criticized by someone, or by a mortal, she immediately turned cold and said angrily:

"If there is anything you can't point to, it looks ugly when you look at it."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the nearby villagers changed greatly in fright. They wanted to say something, but they also knew that this woman would not listen to persuasion.

Another person from the Lieyang Sect hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Yes, yes, and he covered his forehead with his hand, probably because he also thinks he looks ugly."

A refined scholar in a plain white robe probably couldn't stand it any longer, so he just argued:

"Even if you two are dissatisfied, you don't have to accuse me of Dongting Zhenjun. Dongting Zhenjun is the water god of this place, the son-in-law of the Dragon King of Dongting, who protects the peace of this place, and the people respect and love him."

"A sour scholar, chirping and whistling."

Nan Linger said with disdain.

Immediately, he pulled out his whip and slammed it into the lake. When the whip touched the water surface, it made a loud noise. The lake surface stirred up waves several people high, and even the boat became a little unstable.

"There is no room for fire and water in the world. The mere Shui people dare to call themselves gods. They are too arrogant. I don't know if they can beat my Cloud Sweeping Dragon Whip."

Nan Linger only warned coldly.

He Miao raised her eyebrows, she never knew that Nan Ling'er hated her because of incompatibility.

The scholar's face suddenly turned pale, but he still didn't retreat, he only said loudly:
"Young lady humiliating me, Dongting Zhenjun, is the real arrogance."

He Miao watched from the side, sweating for the scholar.

Who is Nan Ling'er, the goddaughter of the Patriarch of the Lieyang Sect, she has been used to being arrogant since she was a child, how can she tolerate others to contradict herself.

"presumptuous!"

Immediately he picked up his whip and swung it at the scholar.

He Miao pursed her lips and did not move. She has now fallen to the eighth level of the Qi refining period, and it is a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, so she cannot protect herself.

If he rescued the man hastily, he was afraid that Nan Ling'er would fight back even more.

A full blow from a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage may kill a mortal alive.

But there are so many injustices in the world, she can only do what she can.

She has always put her own safety first.If she is gone, nothing will be left.

Seeing that the whip was about to fall on the scholar, a person flashed and took the scholar away from the place.

He Miao fixed her eyes and saw that it was Mrs. Fan.

I don't know when Mrs. Fan teleported there and rescued the scholar from Nan Linger's whip.

Seeing someone blocking her twice or three times, Nan Ling'er was so angry that her brows stood on end, and her delicate and beautiful face was a little distorted.

Mrs. Fan only said lightly: "When did Chiyang Sect Master manage people so laxly?"

As soon as Nan Ling'er heard that someone dared to mention her adoptive father's name, she immediately became even more angry, and she clenched her whip tightly and wanted to attack Madam Fan.

Zhuo Yan who was on the side hurriedly came out to stop him, and cupped his hands to Mrs. Fan, "Forgive me, senior, but my junior sister was reckless."

After all, he apologized to the scholar on the side: "I'm really sorry, are you surprised? I will offer you a hundred taels of silver to make amends."

After all, with a big wave of his hand, the subordinates on one side have already taken out the silver bag, intending to make compensation to the scholar.

The scholar waved his hand, especially in shock, he rejected Zhuo Yan's silver tael.

He Miao looked from one side and frowned.

This Zhuo Yan seemed to have easily resolved a bigger conflict.He apologized to Mrs. Fan, made amends to the scholar, and did not forget to appease Nan Linger.Look what a nice guy.

However, he could have stood up earlier to stop this conflict.

He Miao could see that Nan Ling'er listened to Zhuo Yan's words the most.

But earlier, Zhuo Yan didn't say anything to make Nan Ling'er calm down, and let the conflict slowly intensify.

Even when Nan Linger whipped the scholar, he didn't even blink his eyes.

But when Mrs. Fan mentioned the name of the suzerain of Lie Yangzong, he immediately stood up.

After all, this Zhuo Yan was not only soft-boned, afraid of causing trouble, but also blindly pampering Nan Linger, or in other words, flattering her.

The ancients said: An idle child is like killing a child.

And like Zhuo Yan, who blindly pampered Nan Ling'er until she was hated by everyone, then she stepped forward to clean up the mess.

Such a man, the city is not too deep.

Even though Zhuo Yan had helped her, and he even resembled his neighbor's elder brother, He Miao once felt a little kind.

But now, looking at Zhuo Yan's handsome and outstanding face, He Miao felt nothing but deep disgust in his heart.

Such a man is really too scary.

Taking a step back, it can at least show that he is not sincere towards Nan Ling'er.

Right now, the two are already standing together intimately, whispering something.Nan Ling'er looked at Zhuo Yan with admiration, and calmed down her anger.

He Miao felt that in an instant, he had discovered many things behind this seemingly intimacy.

Most of the time, practice is just like this, not to be fascinated by appearances, not to be deceived by sweet words.

Exploring the falsehood and reaching the truth.

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