She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 168 Battlefield
"Sorry, sorry."

He Miao pulled back Song Zishu, nodded to the man and apologized repeatedly.

The man had dark skin, a small head and a big body, bulging, showing a strange fatness.A pair of eyebrows are extremely black, as if deliberately drawn with charcoal strips.

"Master, what are you apologizing for? This is obviously..." Song Zishu wanted to argue again.

He Miao patted his head resentfully, and asked, "How do you know this is our little donkey?"

Song Zishu looked at the little donkey and said, "Look at that donkey's head and mouth, it's obviously..."

He Miao really admired his amazing logic.

"First of all, our little donkey is very thin. How can anyone feed it well? It is fat and strong, and its hair is fine."

Song Zishu replied in disbelief: "Master, why don't you allow him to steal our little donkey and feed it for a few days?"

As he spoke, he looked at the man suspiciously, as if looking at a thief.

The man blushed, not knowing how to refute.

He Miao raised her forehead speechlessly, why on earth could she not think about it for a while, and accepted such an apprentice?

"The most important point is that other people's donkeys are female, while our donkeys are male."

As soon as these words came out, Song Zishu suddenly realized: "So this is a female donkey."

Listen, who would call a donkey a female...

After realizing it, Song Zishu hurriedly cupped his hands and apologized: "I was wrong, I hope you don't care about it."

The man nodded shyly, grabbed the donkey, and left slowly.

He Miao walked behind with Song Zishu.

"When you talk and do things in the future, go through it in your heart first, think about whether it's right, can you say..."

He Miao was educating Song Zishu earnestly.

On the other side, Song Zishu had already whispered: "Master, look, that kid is walking in the same direction as us, isn't he following us?"

As he spoke, he still didn't forget to add: "When I look at that kid, I look like a mouse..."

Before he finished speaking, He Miao knocked on the forehead again.

"I'm looking at you with mischievous eyebrows. Is the road opened by your house? Others can't go? Why don't you memorize the basics of swordsmanship?"

Song Zishu frowned in pain, rubbed his head, and said, "Master, what do you always beat me for? I can't just recite it."

The two of them were on their way without stopping.

The man who was riding the donkey just now had already gone away.

Song Zishu muttered in his mouth like an endorsement, which made He Miao's head hurt.

it's noon
When the two rushed to the front, they saw the man who had just been riding the donkey stopped under a poplar tree by the roadside to eat dry food.

The donkey was tied to a tree and was gnawing at the turf on the ground bit by bit.

Seeing the two people coming, the man only nodded slightly.

He Miao also nodded slightly to say hello
Seeing this, Song Zishu stretched out his hand to He Miao, pretending to say loudly, "Master, I want to have lunch too."

As a last resort, He Miao took out a big cake and handed it to him.

Song Zishu gnawed, and glanced at the man next to him from time to time.

The man seemed to have noticed Song Zishu's gaze, so he turned around and stopped looking at him.

"Eat yours well."

He Miao resisted the desire to knock his hand, and taught him a lesson.

Song Zishu ate the pancake steadily, then whispered to He Miao mysteriously:
"Master, do you think that kid is dumb? I've never heard him speak."

He deliberately lowered his voice, but it's a pity that in such an open place and the distance between the two sides is not far, the man can naturally hear what he said, and his ears move slightly, pretending not to know.

Instead, he untied the donkey's rein. It seemed that he couldn't bear Song Zishu's harassment and planned to leave.

"Look, master, he must have a guilty conscience."

Song Zishu's words almost drove He Miao crazy.

"Shut up, you don't stop talking when you eat." He Miao couldn't bear it anymore, so he could only angrily reprimand.

She began to doubt herself again. Why did she accept such a living treasure as Song Zishu in order to inherit the master's family?
Relying on Song Zishu, can she really pass on her teacher's sect?

She was deeply skeptical.

The man rode away on a little donkey.

He Miao had given up on educating Song Zishu.Forget it, he has lived safe and sound until now, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

The strange thing is that the man did always walk the same path as He Miao and the others.

Because the battle had just been fought in this place a few days ago, the roads were sparsely populated, and the closer one was to the battlefield, the heavier the smell of blood wafted in the air.

He Miao couldn't figure out why such a short man would go to the front line where the war was raging?
But she has never been a nosy person.

She always kept in mind her purpose, she had to go to Guigu first to send old man Xu's master to burial.

Later, the man leading the donkey appeared in He Miao's sight again, as if he was confronting some people in soldiers' clothes.

He Miao fixed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Before she could speak, Song Zishu on one side hid behind her in fright, trembling, and said in a trembling voice:
"Master, many people died..."

That's right, this place looks like a huge tomb. Looking far away, it is full of devastation, and densely packed corpses are piled up together.

This is the real battlefield, so cruel, it is no exaggeration to describe it as corpses strewn across the field and blood flowing like rivers.

It is conceivable that the battle was fierce before.

Death here has become a very common thing.

Song Zishu, a flower in the greenhouse, had never seen so many corpses. He smelled the bloody smell, his face was pale, he bowed uncontrollably, and began to vomit violently.

He Miao ignored him.

Just prick up your ears and listen carefully, why did that man come here.

Before she could hear anything, she saw that several people over there had already started chasing the man, and they said ferociously: "It turned out to be a bitch~ No wonder she speaks softly."

It was only then that He Miao suddenly realized why the man never said a word during this journey, it turned out that he was afraid of revealing his identity.

The "man" just fled desperately, but the battlefield is so big, how can he escape the siege of several people.

As he said that, he saw that those people had already surrounded the "man", and one person even reached out and tore off the skirt of the woman's clothes, revealing a large ball of cotton.

It turned out that in order to show that she was stronger, the woman stuffed a lot of cotton into her clothes.

"stop."

He Miao pulled out Song Zishu's sword, put the sword on his shoulder, and walked forward.

"Hey, there is something even more amazing here, brothers are lucky today."

Seeing He Miao's beautiful appearance, one person's eyes immediately lit up.

He immediately left the woman behind and surrounded He Miao.

The other person said frivolously, greasy:
"Little beauty, you are also here to find someone? It's a pity that everyone here is dead, and only a few of us are responsible for burying the corpses."

A person next to him added:

"It's better to accompany my brothers well."

He Miao glanced at the man coldly and asked, "What did you call me?"

The man was taken aback for a moment, and said with a smile:

"Of course she is a beauty..."

Before he finished speaking, He Miao struck his mouth hard with a sword, and the corner of his mouth was bloody and swollen.

The man spat blood on the ground, and there was a broken tooth in it.

"If your mouth is not clean, don't speak."

He Miao withdrew the sword and only let out a cold snort.

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