She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 297
He Miao stared at Murong Lan for a long time, although Murong Lan couldn't see it, she could feel something strange.

At that moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he asked gently: "What's the matter, Miss He? Is there something wrong?"

He Miao carefully felt the throbbing in his heart, there was indeed a faint strangeness lingering in his heart, maybe, this is the feeling of love in the legend?
But there was something that made He Miao feel that something was wrong.Yes, something is wrong.What was wrong was that He Miao always thought that he would never fall in love with anyone.

What happened to Shimen made her unable to trust anyone from the bottom of her heart, let alone fall in love with someone.

Love has always been dispensable to her.

Could it be that Murong Lan's sincere treatment for the past two and a half years made her accept Murong Lan invisibly?Anyway, it's possible.

Murong Lan is a harmless existence to humans and animals, He Miao never thought that Murong Lan would hurt her.She has long lost the vigilance she would have towards ordinary people towards Murong Lan.

Murong Lan knew that she was in collusion with people from the devil world, so not only did she not treat her as a crooked demon, she even helped rescue her elder brother.

Since the collapse of the division, Murong Lan was the only one who accepted her sincerely and didn't need her to make any changes.Murong Lan allowed her to be herself.

Maybe, in fact, she had already opened her heart to Murong Lan unconsciously?
"Young Master Murong, I have a merciless request." Thinking of this, He Miaozhu said eagerly.

In fact, she knew that Murong Lan would not reject her.He Miao rarely saw Murong Lan refuse anyone.

"Yes." Murong Lan did not refuse.

"It's abrupt." He Miao stretched out his hand, took Murong Lan's slender palm, and interlocked his fingers.

"Miss He, you" Murong Lan was startled, her ears were flushed, and she said in amazement.

But there was no struggle.

It should be because she has never done rough work and never held any weapons. Murong Lan's palms are soft without any calluses.

He Miao even felt that Murong Lan's hands were soft like those of a baby.

Holding Murong Lan's hand, He Miao was even more puzzled.She thought that she would be happier when she had physical contact with Murong Lan.

It seems that, to her, there is no big difference between holding Murong Lan's hand and holding Qin Fang's hand.

However, the throbbing in the heart cannot deceive people, and the dreams that remain vaguely at night, and the intimacy in the dreams, cannot deceive people either.

Murong Lan's breathing became heavier and her cheeks turned red, she clenched He Miao's palm tightly but did not dare to move.

He Miao felt from the bottom of her heart that this level was far from enough to make her heart flutter so deeply that her love was deeply rooted, and even haunted in her dreams.

There is something, not enough.

Could it be that it was because of the evil energy entering her heart that she began to feel emotional unconsciously?

Thinking of this, He Miao let go of Murong Lan's hand, stood up calmly and said, "Do a little experiment, Mr. Murong, don't mind. It's getting late today, I have to go back to practice."

Then turn around and leave.

Originally, she was at the critical moment of hitting the middle stage of foundation establishment, but now she began to miss men every day.Beauty really delays practice.

He Miao helped his forehead helplessly, and casually smoothed the hair on his forehead.Could it be that it was really what Master said back then, that it was time for her to repay her debts and collect her heart?

What He Miao didn't know was that after she left, Murong Lan's hand was still hanging in the air, maintaining the same state as when she shook hands with her just now.

The whole person is stupid.

After He Miao returned to her small courtyard, she began to make up her mind to go into seclusion and attack the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage with all her strength.

Nothing can hinder her path of practice.This kind of petty love is nothing to her.

He Miao began to isolate Murong Lan deliberately. She originally saw each other every day, but she changed it to once every half a month. It was still the kind that Murong Lan had to send someone to invite over and over again.

This almost deliberate isolation seems to have little effect.He Miao still couldn't help thinking about men.Thanks to her isolation from outsiders, not being able to see other men, and trying to restrain herself, there will be no trouble.

She knew there must be something wrong, but she couldn't find the reason. She could only guess that it was the devil energy entering her heart, which affected her Dao heart.

Maybe, it's time to leave Medicine King Valley.There is no banquet in the world that lasts forever.

Another three months passed, and He Miao had been in Yaowang Valley for nearly three years. During He Miao's relentless practice day and night, there was a faint clue about the impact on the middle stage of foundation establishment.

On this day, He Miao went to discuss exercises with Ma Jiao as usual.Ma Jiao revealed an important news:
"The Medicine King Valley's once-in-ten-year Foundation Establishment Pill is about to be released."

He Miao remembered that in the Land of Nine Nethers, people from Tianxuanmen had also mentioned this matter.

People outside the top ten sects can only rely on participating in the Immortal Ascension Conference if they want to obtain the Foundation Establishment Pill.If she had waited dryly for the Foundation Establishment Pill from Tianxuanmen, she might not have established the foundation by now.

Unexpectedly, three years of hard work passed in the blink of an eye.

He Miao was flexibly dodging Ma Jiao's six-sword formation on the other side, and Ma Jiao looked at it for a long time, but she put her hips on her hips and became angry: "Stop pretending."

He Miao smiled and asked, "Where is it?"

Ma Jiao snorted coldly, waved her sleeves, put away her sword, and said: "It seems that I have to retreat too, this six-sword formation can no longer bind you." After finishing speaking, she turned and went back to the house .

He Miao shrugged, stood up helplessly, and as soon as he entered the yard, he saw Zhang Li waiting respectfully at the door with his arms folded.

"Miss He, my young master is here to invite you." Zhang Li said with a smile on his face.

As the saying goes, reach out and don't hit the smiling face.He Miao just shook his head lightly and said, "Let's wait another day, I have to go to retreat."

Zhang Li didn't show any displeasure at all, but nodded and said, "Okay, I'll just listen to Miss He." He didn't bother.

As soon as He Miao entered the courtyard, a strong fragrance of flowers rushed towards his face. He Miao smelled the fragrance, his mind was shaken, and the figure of Murong Lan appeared in his mind.

He Miao finally realized that something was wrong. It seemed that the so-called affection in his heart did not come from the heart, but seemed to be drawn out deliberately.

After all, she hadn't seen Murong Lan for more than half a month, and there was no disturbance in her heart.

Under the scorching sun, Qinfang was still hunched over and busy in the medicine garden, busy watering these precious medicinal herbs and flowers with nectar and jade dew, loosening the soil and pulling weeds.

"Qinfang, when you smell the fragrance of flowers, do you think of anything?" He Miao asked bluntly.

Qin Fang raised her red face, her eyes were full of doubts, she just shook her head and said, "No."

He Miao lowered her eyes, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, could it be that she was thinking wrong?In fact, she moved her own mind?
"What's the name of this flower?" He Miao asked.

"Huanzhen." Qin Fang grinned and rolled her eyes, which were extraordinarily dazzling in the sunlight.

"Huanzhen?" He Miao thought for a while, then turned and went back to the house.

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