She's going to be a sect boss

Two Nascent Soul Stage monks took the lead, together with a dozen Golden Core Stage monks, surrounded Zhuansun Yuan, intending to win the few with more.

He Miao stared at the person in front of him intently, seeing that he had a dignified demeanor, even though he was surrounded by the crowd, there was still no panic on his face.

The man's demeanor is as tall and straight as a pine, and there is no flowery frame in every move. The long sleeves of white clothes are flying around with the sword moves, the fairy sleeves are fluttering, and the jade pendant on his waist is also flying.

The long hair raised by the jade crown on the head flutters.

The sword he swung was full of strength.

Compared with decades ago, when He Miao met him for the first time in the inn, the power of each sword move was dozens of times more powerful.

At that time, he was only a young man who had just entered the world. He was a genius in the sky, bearing the title of a master of Yuanqing.

Whether it's a person or a sword move, they show their sharpness, with a bit of indescribable youthfulness.

After decades of penance and accumulation, reading all the world's affairs, after becoming a husband and a father, his whole person feels more and more stable, like a dusty sword.

It's fine if you don't remove the sheath, once you remove the sheath, cold light will radiate, shocking everyone.

He Miao saw that his footsteps were steady and fast, and he knew that this was achieved by a practitioner who practiced hard for many years and did not lose his temper.

I saw him soaring into the air, and he swung a Tai'an Excalibur in his hand so that it was airtight.

Every move and every move, opening and closing, are all overbearing, carrying the momentum of thousands of troops, and they cannot be resisted.

This is a powerful strength unique to adult men in their prime.

"So strong!"

Seeing this, He Miao was secretly amazed.Thinking that this is her husband, she couldn't help but blush.

On the face, she pretended to be steady, and nodded slightly, but in her heart, she secretly estimated how far the gap between her and Zhuan Sunyuan was now.

Her sword moves focus on killing intent, and she often fights the strong with the weak, with the intention of staying alive.

But what she holds is a mahogany sword, coupled with the water system of practice, she is soft but strong.

Zhuan Sunyuan's Tai'a Divine Sword is actually a mighty sword, which can cut the sky and the sea with one move.

"Daddy, be careful!"

The sharp-eyed Qingye at the side saw that there was a person behind him planning to sneak attack on Dad, so he couldn't help but exclaimed.

Zhuan Sunyuan heard the words, his red phoenix eyes drooped slightly, he didn't even look at the back, his eyes were piercing, he drew a sharp sword flower, and stabbed back without looking back.

The person who intended to sneak attack was killed with one blow.

Immediately, Zhuan Sunyuan jumped up and kicked the person in front of him hard, kicking that person away by more than ten meters.

He Miao just covered his chest with his hand, but couldn't help clenching it a little bit, and frowned.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing He Miao's strange expression, Qing Ye asked with concern.

He Miao waved his hand slowly, indicating that he didn't want to talk.She felt that Zhuan Sunyuan's kick just now seemed to directly hit her heart, and her heart was moved.

Otherwise, there will be a glimpse, which will be unforgettable for three lifetimes.

This person should only exist in the sky, but it should be heard several times in the world.

Going to the sky and entering the earth, the ends of the earth, there is only one person.

One person knew that Zhuan Sunyuan was not easy to deal with, and when he saw that there were only soft and beautiful women and immature children, and a blind man with no cultivation, he immediately had bad thoughts.

After all, that little girl just now is called Zhuan Sunyuan's father.

Now holding the sword and quietly retreating to the rear, intending to bypass Zhuan Sunyuan and hold He Miao and others hostage.

He Miao sneered, and crossed the mahogany sword in Heng's hand. It happened that she hadn't fought with anyone for a long time, and she was missing a chance to practice sword.

The man stabbed towards him with a sword, and before He Miao made a move to raise land, Zhuan Sunyuan had already appeared beside He Miao like a ghost.

Lifting the sword, he parried the man's sword with full strength. The sword in the man's hand was released instantly, his arm trembled, and he took a few steps back again and again, showing shock on his face.

He Miao sighed lightly, but unfortunately, she hasn't done anything yet.

Zhuan Sunyuan looked back, looked at He Miao carefully, and saw that there was not a single strand of her hair missing, so he straightened up, firmly blocked her behind him, clenched the sword in his hand, and pointed at the sword in front of him. everyone.

"Feng Yuan!"

Behind him, a majestic female voice scolded loudly.

Feng Yuan, who had been invisible for a long time, heard this sound, but he seemed to see a ghost in broad daylight, his face was as white as paper, and he backed away in fright.

But because he couldn't see the direction, his footsteps were disordered and his figure swayed.

I saw a person wearing a gorgeous gold-embellished gown, wearing a golden flower on his head, graceful and luxurious, with outstanding appearance, extremely thin eyebrows, and an aura of calm and prestige between his eyebrows and eyes, which made people dare not look directly at him.

It was exactly what He Miao had seen before, Murong Lan's mother, Mrs. Jinhua, followed behind her by Ma Jiao and other rumored concubines of Murong Lan, each armed with weapons to protect her.

When He Miao saw her for the first time, he immediately hugged Qing Ye behind him, covered her daughter's eyes, and turned her back.

Zhuan Sunyuan at the side waved his sleeves and stood in front of He Miao.

When everyone saw Mrs. Jinhua, they were all startled, and when they saw what she was carrying, they all showed shock and widened their eyes in disbelief.

What she held in her hand was the head of a bloody middle-aged man.

"Feng Yuan, you murdered my husband Murong Wu for treason, what should you do!"

Mrs. Jin Hua was still calm and calm after going through this chaos, her hair was not in the slightest disorder, she just reprimanded coldly.

Hearing this, Feng Yuan was full of doubts, quickly shook his head and retorted: "No! How could I kill Master?"

It's a pity that before he finished speaking, a person had already stepped forward and pierced him with a sword.

Feng Yuan was just blind, and he was killed immediately without the slightest precaution.

Seeing this, Mrs. Jinhua only glanced around coldly, and said coldly to everyone:
"The first offender, Feng Yuan, has already been killed, and the rest of the people were just bewitched by him. Now they surrender, and forget the past! My lady, Jinhua, promises everything!"

Seeing that the old Guzhu Murong and Feng Yuan were dead, the general situation was over, and Mrs. Jinhua had Zhuansunyuan, a powerful monk, present, and they all surrendered immediately.

A civil unrest thus came to an end.

Seeing this, Mrs. Jinhua took a step forward, and respectfully said to He Miao and the others: "Your guest came from afar to help my mother and son to quell the civil strife. It is very inconvenient in the valley now, and I hope you will forgive me."

As he said that, he said to his side: "Come here, send the distinguished guest to rest."

Mrs. Jinhua was rescued by He Miao who sent Zhuan Sunyuan. She knew that Mrs. Jinhua was the actual person in charge of Yaowang Valley.

"Lan'er, follow me."

Mrs. Jinhua spoke to Murong Lan in front of her, with a gentle tone in her tone.

"Thank you both for your help, great kindness and great virtue, I will never forget it."

Murong Lan naturally also heard the news of her father's death, she only bowed her hands to He Miao and the other two, and then slowly left with Mrs. Jinhua.

Ma Jiao stepped forward and glanced at the child in He Miao's arms strangely, and then at Zhuan Sunyuan who was beside him.

This He Qing, who should be the same concubine of Yaowang Valley as himself, how could he be with Yuanqing Shangxian and hold a child.

"Girl Ma, I won't bother you, I will live in my original yard." He Miao sent Ma Jiao away with a smile.

Looking back, Zhuan Sunyuan's expression was not right.

He Miao raised her forehead, he seemed to be very concerned about the fact that she once assumed a false name and became Murong Lan's No.18 concubine.