She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 312
Seeing this, He Miao waved his hand lightly and said, "As the saying goes, 'Those who don't know are not guilty.' You can go."

It is really unreasonable to sacrifice someone's life for such a trivial matter.What's more, she could tell that this person was determined and a good seed for cultivation.

After all, he walked into the room by himself.

"Elder He, how can this be done?" The man shouted loudly, sternly yelling at He Miao.

He Miao paused in his forward steps, turned his head, and asked, "Aren't you happy that I spared you?"

The man showed a bit of rebelliousness on his face, and he only said coldly:
"Since the rules of the house are set, it is natural to abide by them. If everyone does not abide by the rules, then there is no need for the rules to exist."

It was only then that He Miao heard a bit of accusation and scolding from the kid's words, and it turned out that he was blaming her for not obeying the rules.

After all, even an elder would probably have to show his identity card when entering or exiting the Qidan Gate.He Miao also knew that he was at fault first, so he didn't intend to punish this person.

"Are the rules so important to you?"

He Miao has always been a free-spirited person by nature. She always believes that rules are dead and people are alive.

"Rules are rules." The man raised his head and assumed a gesture of generosity.It seems that he wants to use his own death to defend the set of rules he set himself.

He Miao was momentarily annoyed by his stubbornness, so he pulled out the long knife from his waist, and put the knife on the man's neck.

The man's body stiffened, his neck lay sideways, and the sharp-edged face was still covered with bloodstains, and he didn't even bat an eyelid.

"Name?" He Miao asked.

The man's black eyes cast a sidelong glance at He Miao, and said, "Fang Xuan."

"Age?" He Miao continued to ask.

"24." The man avoided He Miao's sight and answered every question.

After answering here, he probably understood.He Miao was in retaliation for his previous interrogation in prison.

"Are you not convinced by me?" He Miao asked eagerly.

The man was taken aback for a moment, then he said stubbornly: "I dare not."

"It's because I dare not, not because I didn't."

He Miao spoke leisurely, tilted the blade horizontally, slightly upward, lifted the man's chin, and forced the man to look at her.

Sure enough, beyond the obliquely long bangs, one could see the man's black eyes full of stubbornness and disbelief.

Right now, He Miao's slightly frivolous behavior made her face flush with anger.

"So, you have a contest with me, if you win, I will spare your life, how about it?"

Speaking of this, He Miao didn't wait for the man to refuse, but just said, "You know, now I'm the knife and you are the fish. You don't have the right to refuse."

The man just said disdainfully: "I don't want to compete with a few ice blades."

He Miao nodded and said, "I promise you, I don't know how to use ice blades." Having said that, he threw the man's long knife into the air and said:

"You only have one chance."

The man broke free from the ropes that bound him, jumped up, and got his long knife.

In the next second, He Miao's mahogany sword stabbed at him without hesitation.

The man continued to retreat, and a long knife was raised horizontally, blocking He Miao's move.At the same time, he also saw clearly that the sword in He Miao's hand was a wooden sword.

A trace of anger flashed in his eyes at the moment, unexpectedly, this elder would look down on him so much, and when he compared swords with him, he actually used a wooden sword.

Regardless of whether he cared about it, a long knife slashed at He Miao.

Seeing this man's menacing approach, He Miao flew up into the air, avoided this move, and made a move of "Shang Qiong Bi Luo", and the sword move was full of killing intent.

When the man saw this sword move, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, he swung his sword upwards, and resisted the move.

He Miao has been taking the initiative to attack. Seeing this, he turned over and made another move of "blue sea and blue sky", and the endless chill went away with the oppression.

The cultivation base that is about to reach the middle stage of foundation establishment is overwhelming the man who has just reached the early stage of foundation establishment.

She promised the man not to use the ice blade, but she didn't say not to use the chill.

The man's hand holding the knife was eroded by the continuous cold, and even the tendency to freeze could be seen faintly.

With a loud roar, the man broke free from He Miao's shackles with a powerful explosive force, and with a knife with a bit of killing intent, he slashed at He Miao heavily with vigorous steps.

He Miao knew that he was far superior to this person in terms of spiritual power, so he didn't mobilize all the spiritual power in his body at the moment, he just used a move of "fighting with his back, and the wooden sword firmly pressed against this person's saber.

This man's arm was very strong, a knife pressed He Miao's wooden sword, forcing He Miao to retreat steadily.

He Miao couldn't retreat, leaning his back against the thick pillar of the house, with the sword in his hand, protecting his chest.

Now she is completely using the strength of her whole body to compete with the man, not only the chill, she has not even fully used her spiritual power.

The man raised a pair of black eyes to glance at the sword in He Miao's hand, and glanced at something inadvertently, his ears turned red.

Then he took a step back, threw his knife on the ground, turned his head away, and said coldly: "I lost, Elder He, please do what you want."

"How come?" He Miao was puzzled.

The man snorted coldly and said, "Boss He, you don't need to let the water go like this, and treat others as fools."

Using a wooden sword without using its full strength is an insult to the opponent.

He Miao didn't expect that what he did so indistinctly would be spotted by the man, so he just put away his sword indifferently.

Facing him, he said calmly: "I am not bloodthirsty by nature. With me, your life is saved. But if you insist on maintaining the so-called rules, please feel free."

Speaking of this, he only paused and said: "Your sword skills are good. If you survive, remember to help me with your moves when you have time."

With that said, he got up and walked into the house.She has other things to do.

The man hesitated for a long time in He Miao's courtyard, and finally picked up his knife and left.

He Miao, who was meditating in the house with her eyes closed, opened her eyes, with a smile on her lips, it seemed that she chose to save her own life in the end.

Since she was going to participate in the foundation building trial trip, He Miao started to prepare in advance. She had a lot of things to do, and she had to be busy combining her sword moves with the infinite chill of the "Xuanbing Curse".

The master of the Qidan Sect gave He Miao a huge list of medicinal materials.

When He Miao saw this list, he suddenly had a headache.Is this a shopping list for Chinese New Year purchases?Smelly and long.

Immediately got up and went to the door owner to settle accounts.

"How long is the foundation building trial?" He Miao asked lightly.

"Three days. What's the matter, Elder He?" The door master still pretended not to understand and asked.

He Miao snorted coldly and said, "Even if I can find the medicinal materials every minute, I can't collect so many things on this list."

When the door master heard this, he hurriedly said, "Elder He, we won't let you go alone."

"Oh?" He Miao looked at the sect master curiously.

"Fang Xuan, I met Elder He when I came in." As soon as the door master finished speaking, a person walked in from outside the door.

The bangs on his forehead covered the man's eyes, so he couldn't see clearly what was thinking in his eyes, it was the Commander Fang.

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