She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 367

In the twilight of the morning, He Miao sat quietly in the house and meditated all night, her complexion was pale.

The yin and resentment that Yinggou had absorbed in her body tormented her all night, and it was difficult to dissipate some of it.

This resentment was caused by Yinggou's life in the underworld, which was filled with resentment and absorbed the endless resentment from the sea of ​​darkness.

Even the ancient gods like Yinggou couldn't escape his torment, so it can be seen that this resentment is extremely difficult to deal with.

In order to be able to quickly succeed in the method, He Miao did not hesitate to refine this grievance, and his cultivation reached the foundation building stage in a short period of time, but he also paid a painful price.

Any shortcut has a price.

The experience of her mother's early death in her previous life and the experience of being dependent on others; the tragic death of her master in this life, and the collapse of her teacher's family, everything is constantly tormenting her and making her miserable.

Whether it is a cultivator or a mortal, the tragic experience he has experienced will distort his mind to a certain extent, like a demon, dragging people down continuously, gradually moving towards extremes and darkness.

If it is not forced by the situation, who would not want the years to be quiet and beautiful.

Outside the house, the boy's heavy footsteps came from far to near, and then stopped at the door.

"Come in." He Miao restrained her breath and said lightly.

With a sizzling sound, the boy pushed open the door, revealing a pair of round red eyes under his short yellowish hair.Obviously, he also stayed up all night last night.

"Have you figured it out?" He Miao asked lightly.

"Think it over." Zheng Yong nodded, then bent down on the ground piously, and said: "Master, I will be worshipped by my disciples."

As expected of someone who came from the royal family, the etiquette rules are meticulous.

"Get up, you will be a member of our sect in the future. I will give you a single name with the word "Wu". Keep the name Zheng Yong in your heart." He Miao only said lightly.

"Thank you, Master, for giving me the name." Zheng Yong got up and lowered his hands with a respectful attitude.

He Miao closed her eyes, she had already figured it out.The fate between people cannot be forced.If he chooses to go away in the future, it is only human nature.

He Miao knew very well that after offending Elder Liu, Qidan Sect was not so easy to treat.In addition, she is tormented by the resentment in the dark sea now, and every night, life is worse than death.

In order to avoid long nights and dreams, she insisted on staying in the courtyard and did not go out. After getting a batch of refined Thunder Fire Orbs, He Miao took Zheng Wu and left, returning to the house she bought in the world.

Now, what she needs is still dormancy.

I haven't come back for a few months. It was hot summer when I left, and it was winter when I came back. The withered and yellow leaves in the courtyard fell all over the ground, and the ground was desolate.

"In the future, this will be our home." He Miao's words almost made Zheng Wu cry when he heard Zheng Wu's words.

He took a few steps forward, stood under the tall tree, looked up at the dry branches, and fell into a long memory.There seemed to be such a similar tree in the palace where he lived.

"That." He Miao coughed lightly and pointed out aloud.

The young man looked at his master suspiciously, saw He Miao pointing at his feet, and said with difficulty:

"Be careful, the ground you are standing on is the grave of your former third uncle"

As soon as these words came out, the young man's face paled in shock, and he hurriedly stepped back, stepping on a thick layer of dry leaves under his feet, making a rustling sound.

He Miao burst out laughing, he is really a serious child. "I don't blame you. I buried it too hastily. I didn't even set up a tombstone."

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Zheng Wu shook his body.I don't know if he was frightened, or he was frozen, or he was left speechless by his somewhat incomprehensible master.

After entering the house, He Miao quickly discovered that there were not many things left in the house, and they had been moved away, even the basic bedding, tables, chairs and benches were gone.

It seems that during her absence, Mr. Liang Shang took care of her here.

Among other things, it's so cold in the twelfth lunar month, it's impossible to go without a quilt at night.He Miao immediately took Zheng Yong to a nearby market to buy some daily necessities.

This place is a small town in the south of the Yangtze River where Chen Shuyu's family lives, and it is quite wealthy.People come and go, very lively.

A young strange woman with a pretty face suddenly appeared with another fair-skinned half-grown boy, which naturally attracted the attention of many people and whispered in secret.

He Miao turned a deaf ear to all this, turned around and saw that Zheng Wu was wearing thin clothes, and immediately bought him a few cotton-padded clothes, and even bought him a fur coat with white fox fur without hesitating to spend a lot of money.

You see, when she is rich, she can actually be very generous.

The two of them had big bags and small bags, and bought a lot of things to carry home.When I got home, I was naturally busy cleaning up again.

Fortunately, even though Zheng Wu was a prince before, he was able to let go of his figure and move nimbly to help sweep the floor and wipe the tables. After a while, the whole courtyard took on a new look.

He Miao decided to stay here to refine the grievances in his body, and by the way, he could teach the little apprentice some basic things.

That night, the wind roared outside, and the house was warm and warm.

He Miao frowned, feeling cold all over.

While refining her grievances, she was entangled by her inner demons. The endless grievances brought back the most terrifying memories in He Miao's heart.
There is a saying that those deeply buried and suppressed emotions will never disappear, they are just buried alive, and one day, they will burst out in an even uglier way.

Why, why I have worked so hard for so long, but it is of no use.

Not to mention killing Tianxuanmen, she couldn't even beat a random middle-level person in Tianxuanmen.What dormancy, I'm afraid it's just shrinking your head, deceiving yourself and others.
The resentment in He Miao's heart kept roaring, torturing her.She could only keep chanting the Supreme Demon Spell, hoping to calm her heart.

Resentment is not easy to deal with, and if you are a little careless, you will go crazy.

He Miao heard the sound of someone's footsteps landing in the courtyard, and then tiptoed into the house.

He Miao knew that Zheng Wu was sleeping soundly in the next room, so the person who came was...
Thinking of this, He Miao narrowed her eyes, but at this moment, the resentment in her body began to torture her again and again, so she had to gather all her mind and start to deal with this resentment.

The man in the courtyard walked over to He Miao's room in the dark.He Miao is well aware of this, but right now he is letting it go.

The man seemed to be handy at first glance, and tried to pry open the door with a dagger, but was surprised to find that the door was actually open.

As soon as he entered, he saw a woman sitting on the bed in the house, and he just smiled lewdly and said, "Little beauty, I'm here~" After saying that, he walked towards He Miao.

He Miao snorted coldly in his heart, dealing with this kind of thief is nothing but a trivial matter, cut off your hand.

However, when the thief walked towards her, the resentment in He Miao's heart rose sharply.

Damn, how many good people do good deeds all their lives, but they don't end well.

When she dealt with this kind of thief who sneaked into the house with evil intentions, she still had to be timid, looking forward and backward, who knew if he had done any bad things before.She's always been that way.

As soon as this thought came out, He Miao's body was full of resentment, and he hit the man with one move.The thief was not on guard, and received a heavy blow. He screamed and fell to his knees, dying.

He Miao stretched out his hand, intending to make another blow and kill this person directly.

"Master, is that you?" From the next room, the boy's voice sounded suspicious.

He Miao's disconnected rationality was suddenly reconnected.

Looking at the thief who had already vomited blood on the ground, he withdrew his hand.In many cases, good and evil are nothing more than a single thought, and good and evil are nothing more than a line.

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(End of this chapter)