She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 13 Entering the Palace
He Miao looked at the woman in the room, she was still sitting in front of the window sill, she didn't seem to even move her hair.

He Miao couldn't figure out her details, and didn't want to expose himself easily, so he just took out his old mahogany sword and began to tear it hard, cutting the thin quilt into several strips.

The roar of the tiger outside became louder and louder, and someone's desperate begging for mercy could be faintly heard.

He Miao's hands moved much faster, and began to tie the cloth strips.

The tiger had already arrived in the courtyard, Rao He Miao was well-informed, so when he heard the tiger's mighty cry, he couldn't help but tremble a few times.The king of beasts really deserves his reputation.

The tiger is close at hand and may break into the door at any time.

He Miao had already tied the knot in his hand, and a not-so-strong rope was ready.You Qi asked the young woman worriedly: "Do you want to hide on the beam with me first?"

The woman turned her head and saw He Miao's actions, she was still numb, she just turned her head stiffly, and said: "Don't worry, it can't get in."

He Miao can't control so much anymore, she will never entrust her life on others.In the next moment, the next second, he has already followed the rope made of strips of cloth and hid on the beam of the house.

She still learned the ability to escape.

He Miao looked out from the high ground, and in the dark night, a majestic giant tiger with hanging eyes and white forehead was patrolling the courtyard proudly.

Just when it seemed to sense something and turned its eyes to the room where He Miao was, the young woman who had been sitting by the window made a move.

He Miao was on the beam of the house, so he could see clearly, a cloud of black mist emerged from the woman's palm, and sealed it around the door.

This group of black mist is not very obvious in the dark night.But the tiger seemed to have sensed something terrible and dared not go forward.Just ran elsewhere.

He Miao looked at the young woman with doubts in her eyes.Black mist, this girl's cultivation method is probably not a decent one.

Could it be someone from the Demon Realm?What do people from the devil world do in this world?It also appeared in the imperial city, and I don't know what kind of plan it was.

He Miao thought about it, but he didn't dare to get off the beam.

Just leaning on the beam, listening to the howling ghosts and wolves coming from other rooms.

He Miao was half asleep and half awake, faintly aware of a line of sight that seemed to be watching him, but when he opened his eyes, there was nothing.

The young woman in front of the window was still sitting in front of the window, her posture was exactly the same as before, she never seemed to look back, she didn't even move.

It was about five o'clock outside, and within the black curtain, there were a few strands of white sky light, and the courtyard was already silent. It seemed that the tiger had left.

Here, the situation is unclear, and He Miao didn't dare to practice rashly, just staring outside until the sky turned pale.

When it was bright outside, a group of officers and soldiers entered cautiously, only tentatively calling around: "Are the masters here?"

He Miao was not in a hurry to go out, she just closed her eyes and pretended not to hear, but her ears were paying attention to the movement outside.

A thick male voice wailed. Judging from the sound, he should be getting older: "You really did a terrible job to me, monk. I almost learned from Buddha last night and gave up my life to serve a tiger."

It sounded like a monk, crying and howling.

He Miao listened carefully, and several people came out one after another. It seems that there were still some people who did not run out last night.

Or, there is an expert who stayed behind.

He Miao looked at the woman on the ground, and she got up.He Miao also hurriedly slid down the thick pillar of the beam.He straightened his old clothes, smoothed his hair, and followed the woman out.

It was a mess outside, with branches and soil scattered all over the place, and a big tree with the thickness of a person's waist was uprooted. Everyone's clothes and even a few torn socks looked like they had been hit by a disaster.

He Miao looked up and saw a fat monk was crying with the officers and soldiers about the danger of last night.

Standing next to him was a thin man in gray clothes, with sparse goat hair, monkey cheeks with a sharp beard, and a pair of small eyes that looked extremely cunning.

On the other side is a middle-aged man in navy blue clothes, with a standard square face and a huge sword on his back. He seems to be a sword repairman, but he doesn't know which faction he is from.

He Miao was deeply afraid that he would meet someone from the Tianxuan Sect, so he immediately hid behind the woman, trying to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible.

There is also a man with big arms and round waist, big autumn, wearing short leather sleeves and showing two thick arms, he seems to be a warrior without a doubt.

Immortal cultivators of this sect pay more attention to the tempering of the body, and it is said that they can be invulnerable in the later stage.

There is also a blind man who is blindfolded, looks like a fortune teller in the market.He Miao was extremely skeptical whether he was really blind or fake blind.

He Miao glanced around and counted, and there were seven people left, counting herself.

It seems that there are men, women, young and old, people of all schools and classes.

He Miao was extremely cautious. She knew that if she only dealt with the group of immortal cultivators in the world of cultivating immortals, she would be familiar with them.

This group of people who came out of the market, whether they were playing tricks or plotting tricks, were beyond what she could have imagined, so she had to be very careful.

The officers and soldiers brought toiletries and breakfast, and everyone looked relaxed.

He Miao ate a steaming bowl of poached egg noodles, and turned around to find that the young woman in the same room had disappeared. On the table, a bowl of noodles was steaming without touching a chopstick.

He Miao's eyes darkened, he got up and went out the door.

The officers and soldiers are now going to take them into the palace to face the saint.How indistinct is the palace, which I have seen on TV before. It is magnificent.

He Miao had never seen the emperor of this dynasty before, and couldn't control the excitement in his heart. This was not watching a TV series, but the real emperor.

I don't know whether the emperor is round or flat, tall or short.

In the palace, a slender man with red lips and white teeth, wearing a red official uniform, was addressing He Miao and the others:
"My emperor is a virtuous and virtuous corporal, and I specially invite all capable people and strangers to come here, hoping to solve my emperor's worries and problems. When I see my emperor later, I have to invite you all."

Although the words were polite, there was a lingering pride in the brows of this person.

"Momo Haw, we are here to see the emperor, not to hear your ink marks." The warrior just said bluntly.

The man was choked up, and his face, which was originally a little boy, suddenly became paler from anger.

"Bold!"

The little eunuch who came from somewhere next to him said angrily with his throat closed: "This is my Chao Tanhualang, the editor of the Hanlin Academy, Mr. Zhu, who dares to be so rude."

He Miao waited on the side to watch the show.

It's a pity that neither the martial artist nor that little white-faced Master Zhu had time to speak, and another strong man came over, dressed in a dark blue robe, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, narrow waist and wide shoulders, smooth body shape, and Astride a sword.

He Miao's eyes were unconsciously attracted by the man.

The man said in a deep voice to the crowd: "Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient. Before you face the saint, you have to hand over your sharp weapons."

As soon as these words came out, the samurai took a step forward and shook his body, but there was nothing.

"offend."

The strong man just now motioned for the little eunuch to search his body, and the warrior didn't object.

"The sword is with the people, and the sword is with the dead. Forgive me for not surrendering my own sword." The sword repairer on the side suddenly spoke.

He Miao touched the old mahogany sword on her body, she was also a sword repairer.

If this was the case, when her mahogany sword was corroded by the toad's venom, she would have died a long time ago.

(End of this chapter)