She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 25 Skull
There was a strange sound of footsteps in the imperial mausoleum, walking slowly towards the crowd from far to near.Zhu Feiqing was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he asked in a trembling voice:
"Could it be that the one surnamed Zhang came back?"

He Miao looked solemn, but shook his head.

It can't be the one surnamed Zhang. The one surnamed Zhang escaped quietly. Even if he came back to seek revenge, he wouldn't make such a big fuss.

Besides, when she heard the movement of this thing, it didn't seem like the sound of people walking.Rather, some kind of foreign object.

"Miss He..."

General Shangguan stopped He Miao, as if he wanted to say something.

"I know, I will." He Miao interrupted him without hesitation, adding a bit of impatience to his words.

She could guess what General Shangguan wanted to say.

It was nothing more than, if something went wrong, tell her to save the little emperor's life, and not worry about their life or death.

She was impatient because she didn't want to keep anyone here, especially him.

The imperial mausoleum was badly destroyed by the fighting of all the talents just now.

As the object got closer and closer, He Miao lowered his head and picked up the buns on the ground, and began to use these buns to arrange a simple formation.

The formation method only needs to be infused with spiritual power, such as stones or steamed stuffed buns, hoping to protect a few people for a short time.

When the thing gradually approached and revealed Lushan's true face, everyone present could not help but gasp.

"Father, father, father... Father emperor."

The little emperor stuttered so much that he was about to bite off his tongue, and immediately used his hands and feet to get up in a panic, wanting to go to the thing.

"Looking for death."

He Miao drew out his mahogany sword and laid it in front of the little emperor, blocking his way.

The thing that came over just now was indeed the little emperor's father, that is, the first emperor.

I don't know how long this person has been dead, but the skull frame in front of him is dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, only carrion is left on his face, his eyeballs have long since disappeared, and only two deep depressions remain.

The bald scalp has no hair, but the crown is firmly worn on the skull, which looks extremely strange.

Right now, he is jumping up and down.

The sound that everyone heard just now was the sound of it walking in step by step.

"It seems that this thing accidentally inhaled some dragon energy, and the corpse has changed."

When He Miao saw this thing, he was relieved and explained to everyone.

The skull that had just turned into a dead body had not yet opened its spiritual intelligence, so its combat power would not be too strong. The mahogany sword in her hand was designed to defeat evil things. It only took one sword to separate the skeleton of the thing and dissipate the dragon energy.

But here came the problem, the little emperor grabbed He Miao's trouser legs with snot and tears, and refused to let her break up the former emperor's bones.

"Miss He, my father has always been kind to Gu, and he is diligent in political affairs. No matter what Gu says, he can't leave him with no bones left behind. I'm afraid that my father will not be at peace under the nine springs..."

Most of the royal family is jealous of father and son, and there are endless conspiracies and tricks. It is really rare for the young emperor to treat the little emperor like the first emperor.

On one side, Zhu Feiqing began to count the achievements of the former emperor. Generally speaking, he was a good emperor. Because he reviewed the papers overnight, he didn't know whether he induced cerebral hemorrhage or myocardial infarction. In short, he died suddenly.

He Miao was also in a difficult situation for a while.

"Please trouble Miss He to think of a better way."

General Shangguan coughed twice and spoke.

He Miao was silent, she could understand this emotion.In her opinion, what was outside was just a hideous white bone, and it transformed into a terrifying corpse in front of her eyes.

But this bone was also a family member that others thought about day and night but never saw.

Seeing that the object was approaching step by step, it was only because of He Miao's formation that he couldn't get in, so he could only keep circling outside.

He Miao was afraid that it would bump into something, trip and fall to the ground, and the skeleton would fall apart.

After hesitating again and again, he said to the little emperor, "Have you thought about it clearly, are you willing to pay no matter what the price is?"

With tears in his round eyes, the little emperor looked at He Miao eagerly, and nodded solemnly.

After a long while, the sound of killing a pig sounded in the imperial tomb.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..." the little emperor began to wail again.

He Miao looked at the talisman on the talisman paper, gave the little emperor a blank look, and said, "I haven't finished writing it yet." After finishing speaking, he took out the dagger and cut mercilessly on the little emperor's palm, using his own The fingernails were stained with blood on the little emperor's wound, and this was the last touch that was successfully added.

Then he retracted the dagger into its sheath and threw it back to General Shangguan.

"I'll go back as soon as I go, you guys be careful, don't use this formation."

He Miao shoved his mahogany sword to the little emperor uneasy.

Who knows what strange things are in this imperial mausoleum, it's terrible to get infected.The life of the little emperor is more expensive.

She wants to use the power of blood relatives to lure this thing back to the coffin, and then seal it with a spell.

It's a pity that she only has a few simple rough yellow papers, and she is so poor that she can't even afford a brush.

Sure enough, as soon as she came out of the formation, this thing stared at her. He Miao walked quickly, always in front of it, luring it into the coffin.

When the object wandered around beside the coffin, He Miao pushed it with his hand, and the object fell into the coffin.

One arm of the skull knocked against the side of the coffin, and half of the forearm broke off.

The other hand was still waving wildly inside the coffin, He Miao sucked out the wisp of dragon energy without hesitation, and collected it into his own space.

Absorbing dragon energy rashly like Yun Qingshui is naturally against the way of heaven. After all, this thing is born and grows, and it is related to the fate of all living beings in the world.

But right now, He Miao has no choice but to do it, otherwise the thing in the coffin will not be at peace, and it will come out sooner or later.

He Miao believed that God would not punish her.

Sure enough, after she finished inhaling the dragon's breath, the waving arms of the skeleton inside hung down and returned to silence.

He Miao quickly closed the coffin and pasted the spell on it.

After finishing all this, He Miao quickly turned back.

Several people were anxiously looking forward to her return, seeing He Miao's return, they obviously relaxed a lot.

"It's done."

He Miao simply opened his mouth and skipped the trivial matter that one arm of the former emperor's skeleton was broken in the coffin.

She believed that people did not want to hear about it.

"Let's go." He Miao said to General Shangguan, the matter was over, and she didn't want to stay here forever.

General Shangguan obviously knew the imperial mausoleum like the palm of his hand, and everyone had to rely on him to guide the way.

But he was seriously injured. Among the crowd, Zhu Feiqing was weak and weak, so naturally he couldn't support the strong general Shangguan.

"Go, help him up." He Miao pointed to the little emperor beside him unceremoniously.

The little emperor's palm was cut by He Miao one after another, full of scars, and he was crying in pain.Hearing what He Miao said, he didn't dare to resist, and hurriedly got up to help General Shangguan.

"This, I'm afraid it's not suitable for etiquette."

General Shangguan opened his mouth and said, but Zhu Feiqing, who was the most pedantic on one side, remained silent.

"At any time, you still care about being impolite."

He Miao couldn't help but complain.

The little emperor held back his tears, and got up to help General Shangguan, but unfortunately, he was not very old, and he was probably a second-generation ancestor at ordinary times, and his body was even weaker. As soon as General Shangguan leaned on him, he was bent over. It's too big to move an inch.

"A worthless thing."

He Miao complained secretly in his heart.

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