She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 395 Draw the Sword
The moonlight was dim, and there was silence on both sides of the river bank.

The lantern that the yamen servant was carrying just now was already in the process of fleeing, it fell somewhere and went out, and the whole river was hidden in the dark night.

He Miao knew that the moment the sharp sword was pulled out, the dragon must be in unbearable pain, and he was afraid that it would set off endless waves and drown more farmland and people.

If it doesn't work, the whole city can be flooded by it.

With this in mind, He Miao arranged a "impregnable" formation in the center of the river, and cast the spell to trap himself and Jiaolong in the formation.

"Cangjiao, you have to endure some pain for a while. If you hurt someone's life, I'm afraid you won't be able to transform into a dragon in this lifetime."

Cang Jiao let out a long sigh at He Miao's persuasion. It has practiced for nearly a thousand years, and if it can no longer transform into a dragon, it can only fall.

This is its last chance.

The huge dragon head nodded awkwardly and raised its tail.

Under the moonlight, the sword had already rusted, and the original appearance could not be seen clearly, it was nailed firmly to Cang Jiao's tail, piercing the whole tail like piercing candied haws.

He Miao glanced back at Zheng Wu and the others in the distance, who were looking at her worriedly.

She took a deep breath, concentrated all her spiritual power in the palm of her hand, leaped over, and held the rusty sword tightly.

The hilt of the sword was so rough that it hurt He Miao's palm, and a sharp aura attacked He Miao.

Without the slightest hesitation, He Miao forcefully pulled out the sword easily.

As soon as the sword was pulled out, blood oozed from Cangjiao's tail, which immediately dyed the entire river red.

Under the bright moonlight, there was a bloody smell.

Cang Jiao was in unbearable pain, and began to struggle violently, his tail slapped the entire river surface, splashing waves several stories high.

If He Miao hadn't set up a formation between the two in advance, I'm afraid that countless people here would have been submerged by the river.

Right now, He Miao held the mahogany sword in his hand, and protected himself with a move of "blue sea and blue sky", trying his best to endure the waves caused by Cang Jiao.

Seeing Cangjiao's tail slapping the river surface non-stop, roaring, as rough as a cow's cry, penetrated the formation and spread throughout the county.

And the "impregnable solid soup" formation arranged by He Miao also began to crumble.

Seeing this, He Miao had no choice but to remind him: "Cang Jiao, restrain yourself."

It's a pity that Cang Jiao was in unbearable pain, not only did not listen to He Miao's words, but instead swept his tail around, making a mess wherever he went.

He Miao had no choice but to flee with his head in his arms around the formation with his sword in his hand.

The formation that was originally used to protect the people on both sides of the strait has now become a formation that imprisoned her freedom.

He Miao knew that once she left, Cang Jiao would definitely break the formation and bring endless disasters to this place.

Seeing the tail being destroyed everywhere, He Miao took out his "Heart of Cold Pool" from his wooden hairpin.

This object was snatched by He Miao from the cold pool of the giant python in the secret realm, and it has always been a holy object for healing and soothing.

The Heart of the Cold Pool slowly rose into the air, emitting a light blue light, covering the entire Cang Jiao.

Cang Jiao seemed to be appeased, and gradually calmed down, and the wound no longer oozes blood.

Seeing this, He Miao comforted Cang Jiao, "I owed you this thing, so go and heal your wounds first, and don't harm the people on both sides of the strait anymore."

Cang Jiao uttered words, saying: "Miss is very kind, I will definitely repay you in the future."

After saying that, holding the heart of the cold pool in his mouth, the dragon turned over and dived into the depths of the river.

The river surface returned to calm, and He Miao withdrew the formation, and flew to Zheng Wu and others by himself.

"Master, are you alright?"

Zheng Wu ran up immediately, his handsome eyebrows frowned, full of worry, he only looked up and down He Miao.

He Miao shook his head, the Cang Jiao had no intention of hurting her after all.

Master Du at the side was shocked by the scene he had just witnessed, and couldn't recover for a long time.

He must be dreaming, right?

He Miao didn't care about him, just raised the sword in his hand, and gestured to Zheng Wu like a treasure:
"Look, this is what I pulled out from that Cang Jiao. It must be a peerless sword."

In the dark night, Zheng Wu didn't look at the sword, but raised his eyes to look at his master's eyes, which shone like cold stars, captivating the soul, but with a gentleness of his own.

"Why, it's not good for you to despise this sword?" Seeing that he didn't make a move, He Miao asked back.

Zheng Wu came back to his senses, slowly shook his head and said, taking the rusty sword from the woman's hand.

He Miao smiled and said: "Don't look at the rust on this sword, wait until tomorrow to find a sword sharpening master, this sword will definitely shine."

A sword that can pierce the Cang Jiao, after all, even the Cang Jiao that has been around for nearly a thousand years can't get rid of it, is definitely not ordinary.

Even if it turned out to be a mortal sword, during these hundreds of years, being together day and night with Cang Jiao, it has absorbed some dragon energy to some extent.

"it is good."

Zheng Wu looked down at the sword in his hand and stopped talking.

Then He Miao turned to Lord Du and the yamen servant who looked at him dumbfounded, "Both of you, it's getting late, the dragon has been dealt with, don't you want to go back?"

"Go back, go back" Master Du nodded hurriedly.

In fact, the whole person's head was in a daze, like a pot of paste, and he just nodded.

Then he walked back with the yamen on the side stiffly, and left in the mud with deep kicks and shallow kicks, and even turned a little bit.

While walking, he said to himself:
"It must be a dream, yes, it must be a dream."

The yamen servant next to him still nodded and said: "Absolutely, my lord has been busy with work recently, so I haven't had a good rest."

"Yes, it must be." Master Du also nodded hurriedly.

The two sang together and walked faster and faster, gradually walking away.

A gust of breeze blew by, He Miao heard the words of the two of them, and felt it was funny.

It seems that this matter will have a great impact on the two of them, so let them digest it well.

At the moment, he only said to Zheng Wu: "Let's stay here in the future."

This place has beautiful mountains and beautiful waters, and there are blue dragons diving into the abyss. It is the best place for water system immortals.

"it is good."

Zheng Wu looked at his master with gentle eyes, as long as he was with the master, he was willing to fight mountains and seas of fire.

Holding his mahogany sword in his hand, He Miao quietly looked at the calm river and the endless dark night.

After going down the mountain, she first met the lovely Ah Miao, hoping to get the Longyuan Sword, and also got her first magic weapon-the heart of the cold pool.

Today, she has almost lost all three of these things.

The people behind the three things gradually separated from her.The night was slightly cold, and she felt her heart was as cold as water.

Maybe life is like this, it is a process of constantly getting and losing.

"Amiao, after I condense the golden core, I will pick you up~"

He Miao lowered his eyes and said silently in his heart.

The people and things that should meet will meet again sooner or later.

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　　Entering the main line, soon, soon~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)