She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 337

He Miao rushed forward, looking at the person in front of him who looked the same as himself, dancing with a mahogany sword impenetrably.

All the grievances he has suffered in the past few days want to vent on this red fox.

Seeing that the red fox was no match, he turned around and wanted to run.

Turning around, there was a man in an ice blue robe standing behind him. With a wave of his sleeves, a powerful force knocked him back to its original shape.

On the street with people coming and going, a red fox rolled its eyes and was about to flee, but was bound by some invisible thing and couldn't move.

Seeing this scene, other people on the street screamed one after another, and fled in all directions in fright.

"Qianchen, guard up and return to the gate of the master to be dealt with by law enforcement." Zhuan Sunyuan only said coldly.

Yun Qianchen silently stared at the red fox on the ground, and put the little fox away.

Looking at Miss He Qing in front of him again, her slender eyes were red from crying. For some reason, a trace of inexplicable regret flashed across his heart.

Immediately, a greater discomfort surged, accompanied by bursts of embarrassment, which made him blush unavoidably.

It's because he was being affectionate, and he thought that Miss He Qing finally fell in love with him.
"Brother, what about you?" Yun Qianchen asked in a hoarse voice, feeling quite embarrassed.

Even if the red fox pretended to be Miss He Qing, saying that he had always liked him, the senior brother didn't turn his back on him.

But he has always been thinking about poaching the wall.
Looking up again, nowhere can I see the figure of the senior brother, even the shadow of Miss He Qing is gone.

In the hotel room

He Miao looked at the layout of the room, a well-regulated upper room, snorted coldly, and asked Joe, "Why did you bring me here?"

"Does it still hurt?" Zhuan Sunyuan took a step forward, staring at her intently, and asked in a deep voice.

His eyes were full of worry.

He Miao turned away from looking at him.Damn, he dared to hit her.She remembered this grudge.

"Does it hurt?" Zhuan Sunyuan held her arm and asked softly.

With a cold face, He Miao struggled to loosen his shackles, but when she found that she couldn't break free, she just turned her face away and pursed her lips without speaking.

"Miaomiao, I was wrong. Did you get hurt?" Zhuan Sunyuan was full of apologies and tried to put his arms around He Miao's body.

"Let go of me, you just said, let me keep a distance from you in the future." He Miao struggled left and right, and said in a bad mood.

As he spoke, he choked again.

It seems that he has been greatly wronged.

She loves to be petty.

"Are you injured? Miaomiao, let me see~" Seeing her like this, Zhuan Sunyuan became more anxious and said worriedly.

"Rogue!" He Miao couldn't break free, and slammed Zhuansun Yuan's chest hard.

He Miao didn't spare the slightest bit of strength, and punched your chest with small fists.Her punch, if it were a mortal, could directly kill half of her life.

Rao Zhuan Sunyuan, a cultivator at the Golden Core stage, couldn't help but groan, and after receiving the punch forcefully, he said in a good voice:

"Miaomiao is not angry now?"

He Miao heard this sentence, not only did not stop crying, but the tears fell down again.

Horrified, Zhuan Sunyuan hurriedly wiped her tears.

He had never seen her so sad.He hated what he had just done more and more in his heart.You shouldn't have shot without distinguishing between black and white.

"It's so misty, I was wrong, stop crying~" Zhuan Sunyuan held her in his arms, as if coaxing a child, and whispered softly.

He Miao leaned on his shoulder and fell silent for a moment.

Only He Miao knew in her heart what she was wronged and what she was crying about.

15 years, a full fifteen years.

Since the destruction of her master's school, she has been wandering around, shuttling between the world of cultivating immortals and the human world, always thinking that one day, she can save the third senior brother, revive the master, and rebuild the Bihai Pavilion.

But now, even the only young apprentice of the master's sect has abandoned her.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect.Her heart, which had always been firm, could not help but be shaken.

Perhaps, the master's calculation was wrong at the beginning, and the master was actually just deceiving her, and she would not be able to rebuild the Bihai Pavilion in this life.

He Miao felt that now was the worst time for her, and it was even worse than when the division was destroyed and she fled down the mountain.

At that time, at any rate, there was hope.

Up to now, the glimmering light of the past is trembling slightly in the wind, ready to be extinguished in an instant.

In this case, it is easier said than done to be firm!
Obviously at the most difficult time, she should stay away from feelings, choose to heal herself, and just let such emotions pass.

But right now, she is still immersed in Zhuan Sunyuan's tenderness, unable to extricate herself.

Otherwise, as the ancients always said, Ruanrou Township is a tomb of heroes.Since ancient times, heroes are sad about beauty pass and so on.

The ancients did not deceive others.

He Miao choked and choked for a long time before exhaling, and finally stopped.

"Does your chest still hurt?" Zhuan Sunyuan asked worriedly.

He always thought that it was his palm that hurt her.After all, under the rage, even he himself didn't know how much strength he had exerted as a cultivator at the golden core stage.

"You idiot, why didn't you recognize the difference between me and that red fox?" He Miao said angrily.

"It was my fault."

Zhuan Sunyuan saw that her nose was red from crying, and his heart softened, so he continued to coax her with nice words.

In fact, he hadn't seen her for five years, and when they met, he saw "she" pestering Yun Qianchen, and kept saying that he liked Qianchen.

In desperation, he did not choose to kill the two of them with one move, it was already showing mercy.

He Miao wraps his arms around Zhuansun Yuan's neck like a snake, and seeing his worried face, his red phoenix eyes are full of her reflection, and his heart trembles.

After two lives, she can still tell whether a person's eyes are full of hypocrisy or not.

"Does it still hurt?" Zhuan Sunyuan asked with concern.

"Hmm, it hurts." He Miao lowered her head and whispered.

"It's all my fault, so what can I do?" Zhuan Sunyuan said anxiously, looking for his storage bag: "I remember that there is a medicine to treat internal injuries."

He Miao grabbed his slender palm and said softly, "Just rub it."

As soon as these words came out, the two of them blushed immediately.

Zhuansun Yuan's hands, which had always been the most steadfast in holding a sword, almost trembled into sieves in an instant.

Or what the ancients said with emotion, "I would rather be drunk and die in Gentle Township than Baiyun Township of Emperor Wu."

I don't know if he was tired from crying, and He Miao had been chasing the red fox for several days, his spirit was tense, he didn't rest at all, and now he fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up again, the sky outside was clear and the breeze was blowing.

He Miao saw the antique decoration in the room, and a wisp of green smoke lingered in a sandalwood-colored incense burner.

All the ornaments revealed a bit of simplicity and heaviness, which seemed to be different from what she saw before going to bed.

"Where is this?" She asked Zhuan Sunyuan who was sitting on one side.

"Miaomiao, we are back." Zhuan Sunyuan said with thin lips.

"Come back?" He Miao asked suspiciously, frowning slightly.

Looking around the room again, there is a bit of familiarity in the strangeness.

Immediately, He Miao thought of something, his heart sank, and his face turned ugly.

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(End of this chapter)