She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 170 Thousands of Armies and Horses
It was already afternoon, but the wind and clouds here were cloudy and lifeless, and even the sun shone down, it was pale white.

The woman was still rummaging through the corpses, and her hands gradually became dirty, full of blood.

Seeing this, He Miao couldn't bear it, took out a cinnabar pen and yellow paper from the wooden hairpin, sat on the ground beside the bloody and deadly battlefield, calmly moved the brush, and drew a purification talisman.

This is actually the first talisman she has learned to draw from her master since she entered the school, and it is used to purify the filth between heaven and earth.

Then he flicked the talisman to the woman's back.The woman didn't notice it, and the yellow paper trembled slightly in the wind behind her.

He Miao knew that this talisman could protect the woman's whole body from any intrusion.

In many cases, there is not much she can do, she can only do her best.

The woman kept searching, even with He Miao's guidance, she still had to keep identifying countless corpses.

Those soldiers began to dig pits and bury the bodies.

He Miao knew that something was following him, so he didn't care at the moment, holding a mahogany sword, sitting on the spot and meditating with his eyes closed.

Song Zishu stood beside He Miao with a pale face and said nothing.

As the aura in He Miao's body continued to circulate, she began to hear and see clearly, her facial features became more sensitive, and her spiritual consciousness began to expand continuously.

Suddenly, He Miao opened his eyes.

"What's the matter, Master?" Song Zishu asked He Miao when he saw He Miao opened his eyes.

He Miao shook his head and didn't speak.

Just now, she seemed to have noticed the thing that followed her that Ah Miao mentioned.

Because she was still in the Qi refining stage, she couldn't feel too detailed.It can only be noticed that there is a vague black figure, and the face cannot be seen clearly.

It looks like a man.Of course, on such a battlefield, it should be a man.

The reason why she didn't tell Song Zishu was because she was afraid of scaring Song Zishu.

Because, that man was standing next to Song Zishu.

Although He Miao couldn't see his facial features clearly, He Miao knew that he was staring at him.

He Miao exhaled and stood up lightly.

No matter why the other party followed her, it was time to leave now.

The sunset in the sky began to fade, and the sun only had one corner left, and it will soon set.

The wind was blowing, He Miao only felt chilly, wrapped in clothes.

He Miao stepped forward and walked past countless corpses without changing his expression.Facing the woman who was so tired that she was about to collapse, she said:
"Let's go first, we can't wait for the sun to go down."

With the death energy in this place so strong, when the sun sets, I'm afraid something will happen.

"But I still haven't found my brother."

The woman's lips were so dry that her lips began to peel, she could only speak in a hoarse voice.

His eyes were full of fatigue and numbness.

He Miao sighed and persuaded, "It's the same when I look for it tomorrow."

She naturally knew that every day it dragged on, the corpse would become more and more unrecognizable.

The woman nodded obediently and planned to get up.

He Miao turned his head sideways, pricked up his ears, and heard the sound of rumbling chariots and horses coming from a distance, with a majestic momentum and a powerful force.

It was the sound of the coming army.

With her current hearing ability, the farthest she can hear is tens of miles away, and the army will arrive soon.

"Come on."

He Miao sternly said to the woman.

The woman hurriedly got up, because she squatted for a long time and hadn't eaten for a long time, she couldn't stand steadily for a while, and fell to the ground.

He Miao rushed forward to support her.

"Thank you."

The woman walked out tremblingly, anxious and panicked, stumbling.

He Miao saw that she couldn't walk fast, so she knelt down and said, "I'll carry you on my back."

She is undoubtedly an immortal cultivator, but it is also a bit difficult to keep two ordinary people in the formation of thousands of troops.

She didn't dare to take it too seriously.

He Miao walked out of the battlefield with the woman on his back, Song Zishu followed closely, and the three of them hurried to the side and hid in a dense forest nearby.

Not long after the three of them hid in, they saw an advance soldier arriving on fast horses.

The army followed closely behind, and the densely packed army lined up, and the tail could not be seen at a glance.

After Song Zishu saw it, he took a deep breath.

He Miao gave him a "shh" and pressed his head down.

The general of the army wore brown armor, held a sharp spear, rode a big brown horse, held his head high, and stood proudly at the front, patrolling back and forth.

He Miao listened carefully, she heard what the general said, but she didn't understand a word.

It seems that what those people said is correct, the King of Anyang colluded with the Huns to cause rebellion.

Song Zishu began to pant uncomfortably, He Miao squeezed his hand to signal him to calm down.

The general didn't know what he said in a murmur, and the people around him burst into laughter, drew out their knives and aimed at the sky, and shouted slogans.

He Miao saw that his eyelids twitched and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Right now, the sun has completely set and disappeared.

As the night fell, the evening wind began to howl, and the sound of the wind became more and more intense.

He Miao's intuition was correct, these Huns really had bad intentions.

A soldier stepped forward first, pulled up a dead body from the ground, and chopped off the head of the dead body to the ground with a knife.

Seeing this, the people next to him burst into laughter, and the air was filled with happy voices.

He Miao glanced at it and understood.

Probably these Huns came too late and the battle was over.I thought that since I couldn't catch up with the living, I would vent my anger on the dead.

It is extremely shameless!
It was not enough for the man to kill the dead man's head, he raised his knife and stabbed at the corpse fiercely. Immediately, the corpse was bloody and was chopped into several large pieces.

The rest of the people became more and more happy, dancing and babbling without knowing what they were talking about.

Immediately, the people behind came forward one by one with their knives in hand. It seemed that they were going to follow the example of that person just now and start torturing the corpse.

He Miao took out a few stones from his sleeve, and placed a simple array around the woman and Song Zishu to protect them.

Then he whispered, "Don't go out."

On the other hand, he crouched down, ready to go out to stop these inhuman beasts.

Song Zishu looked nervous, wanted to say something, and knew that this master had the most ideas, so he said softly:
"Master, be careful."

He Miao frowned imperceptibly, then nodded, and walked out with a cat.

She doesn't really have any patriotism.

Immortal cultivators often live for hundreds or even thousands of years, and there is no distinction between dynasties and countries.

But in the end, the difference between humans and animals.

He Miao swaggered out with her mahogany sword on her shoulders, looking at ease.

It seems that what is in front of me is not a huge army, but a street with small bridges and flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River, and she just happened to be walking by at sunset.

Soon someone found her.

After all, she was a bit too conspicuous.

The general was a strong man with a beard and a burly figure. He was overjoyed when he saw that He Miao was a beautiful young woman.

He rode over quickly, holding a spear in one hand, and stretched out his hand on the other, trying to catch He Miao on the horse.

On the surface, He Miao was calm and relaxed, as if he couldn't see the general, but secretly, all the zhenqi in his body was mobilized as fast as possible, and he was holding a flying talisman in his hand.

She must not make the slightest mistake.

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