She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 353
Seeing the figure of the woman in Tsing Yi drifting away, Qin Junshi was still staring at the distant and deep night sky.

All this is just like ten years ago.

At that time, she fell into the crack, and her life and death were unpredictable.

He begged Gongsun Valley Master bitterly, and finally he could only say, "You will meet again one day in the future."

For this day, he devoted himself to studying in Guigu, and after he came to the human world, he searched everywhere, hoping to see her again one day.

Even he himself didn't know if the meeting again was just to say thank you.

Who would have expected that the day of goodbye would be the time when he became emperor.

As an emperor, there are many times when you can't help yourself.

For example, at the gate of the city, under the eyes of everyone, he saw her for the first time, but he couldn't recognize her;
For example, he knew that she would hate him, but he still chose to kill the old emperor's family to eliminate future troubles forever;

Another example is now, he can only watch her leave again, powerless.
"Your Majesty, you don't know, this woman is many years older than you, and she is already thirty."

Feng Ziqi, who was behind him, took a few steps forward and hurriedly advised that he must not let His Majesty be confused by this unidentified witch.

"Shut up!" Qin Junshi returned to his previous coldness, and said coldly.

Hearing this reprimand, Feng Ziqi wanted to speak again, but he heard the emperor say coldly: "How old is she now, I know better than you."

Feng Ziqi was taken aback, and for a moment, he felt that the person in front of him was a little strange.

The next day was a cloudy day.

Early in the morning, the vehicle containing the coffins of the old emperor's family quietly left the city gate under the escort of the imperial army.

On both sides of Jiankang City, there were only a few scattered people who saw each other off.

What everyone saw was praising the new emperor's benevolence.It is said that the new emperor specially sent the newly appointed Minister of Rites to preside over the funeral.Be sure to let the old emperor's family have a grand funeral.

The journey from Jiankang City to Beijing is long, even if it is by water, it will take more than half a month at least.

What's more, the corpses of the old emperor's family were being pulled on the vehicle, and the process was complicated. In order to be safe, the vehicle moved extremely slowly.

In just two days, everyone noticed that behind the team, a woman in a green dress and light gauze appeared from time to time, faintly visible, following along the way.

The woman's figure was strange and her whereabouts were uncertain, even though everyone had seen a lot, they couldn't help being a little scared.

"My lord, that woman has appeared again." A soldier stepped forward and reported to the new Ministry of Rites in the carriage.

The wheels of the car rolled by, and the people in the car slowly lifted the curtains, revealing a white face, a pair of amber eyes looking coldly behind, and then put down the curtains again.

"Never mind."

The soldier knew that the servant of the Ministry of Rites was the most dignified, so he immediately nodded in response.

In the past few days, He Miao has been chasing the vehicle that took the little emperor back to Beijing. She said that she would escort them back.

Two days later, the army arrived at the mouth of Zhenjiang. The best way to get to Beijing is to take the waterway from here and go all the way north.

Officials along the way had known about this for a long time, and secretly arranged large ships to escort them.

He Miao himself spent 30 taels of silver, rented a small boat, and followed the big boat, closely behind.

Her own internal injuries have recovered a little in the past few days, and without Ghost Valley's thousand-year-old corpse-refining guards by her side, Ah Miao fell into a coma again.

During this period of time, too many things happened, betrayal, parting, hatred. One by one, all of them surged, and each one was very disturbing, which made He Miao's mood difficult to calm down.

He Miao knew that he had to improve his strength as soon as possible.

If there is one thing in this world that she can control and insist on, it is to improve herself.

Now, it's hard to get such a free opportunity, not to mention, it's still on the river.

He Miao just sat on the bow of the small boat, took out his long-unread "Supreme Sword Intent", and followed the ups and downs of the river.

Thousands of miles of river water is long, and the boat floats along with it.

He Miao couldn't help but be fascinated watching.In this "Supreme Sword Intent", "Donghai Yangbo" is the main attack", "Last Stand" is the main resistance, "Shangqiong Biluo" is the main killer, and "Bihai Qingtian" is the main peace.

In short, there are advances and retreats, killings and peace.

And the next move is to really display the strength of the water-type practitioners. It can be said that the water-type practitioners have been accumulating for a long time, and finally it is time to slowly explode.

The next move is called "Turning the River and Overturning the Sea".

"Turn the river and overturn the sea", as the name suggests, can lift up all the river water within the body of the immortal cultivator, and exert surging power. It is a real killer move.

This is He Miao's favorite trick.

"My lord, that woman has been following behind in a small boat." The soldiers in the big boat entered and only bowed to the servant of the Ministry of Rites.

The man was sipping tea, nodded slightly, and didn't say much.

Even so, the soldiers also sensed a bit of oppression, and immediately retreated.

In the twilight, He Miao, who was sitting on the bow of the boat staring at the sword manual, felt a scrutinizing gaze on him.

The soldiers on the ship have been following her secretly these few days, but He Miao pretended not to know.However, there are very few people who check openly like this.

She looked up in surprise.

On the stern deck of the big ship, a tall and tall man was staring at He Miao.

The man was very tall, wearing a royal blue robe with a collar, a golden pattern painted on his chest, a jade belt around his waist, and a black black gauze hat on his head.

In addition, this person is probably in his 30s, and his temperament is more stable.

The wind by the river messed up He Miao's hair, she stroked the broken hair on her forehead, raised her neck and looked at the man.

The white collar on the neck made the man's skin fairer, and there was an indescribable delicacy between his eyebrows and eyes, but there was no femininity at all.

The man's eyebrows are prominent, and his expression is light. It doesn't belong to the kind of cold and dusty that is unique to immortal cultivators, nor does it mean that scholars deliberately show the bookish arrogance.

It was as if he was an exiled immortal in the sky, but he fell into the world by accident and wandered around the world.

He Miao looked at it for a long time, thought over and over in his heart, and finally felt that only the word "Qinggui" could be worthy of this person.

As the sky was getting dark, the man saw He Miao looking up at him, with a cold face, quickly rolled his eyes, and went back to the boat.

He Miao with an innocent face was left behind, messed up in the wind.

What did she do wrong? Please, he was the one who came to see her first.

For so many years, she has traveled all over the world and met so many people, and she dared to roll her eyes at her like this, and it was so reasonable, this is the second one.

She had to take back the word "pure and noble".

Thinking of this, He Miao only lowered his eyes, and began to stare at the book in his hand carefully again.

According to the book, this move is "overturning the river and the sea", and on the river, it can exert a power that surpasses the original level of the world of cultivating immortals.

He Miao was really looking forward to it.

This night, He Miao was sleepless all night, just to practice this trick.

next day
It was a cloudy day, the wind was strong and the sky was high, and the river was turbulent. Even the big boat couldn't take care of itself, and He Miao's boat was even more engulfed by the wind and waves, staggering to and fro.

"Miss, I'm afraid I dare not go any further." Seeing this, the boatman said anxiously.

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