After giving up on love, the female supporting role dominates the world of immortality

"I'm so angry, so angry with me, so angry with me!" After returning to Fenglan Palace and closing the door, Zhang Miaomiao couldn't help but cursed three times in a row, "I told Jun Wushu that Luo Wuqing was cunning. Incomparable, why is he still such a pig!"

"I've been with Luo Qingqing for a day and I can clearly tell who he is and what tricks he can play. Why can't he see clearly?! His brain is all the way down to his lower body, right?"

Long Yuan, "..."

He really wanted to say, didn't you also accept the Shuhen balm sent by Luo Qingqing and was arranged by him? But he thought about it and endured it. He said this to prevent the female murderer from scolding him again. He didn't want to ask for trouble, so he just said, "Luo Wuqing is so good at pretending."

Really good at pretending!

Zhang Miaomiao sat down on the chair and flipped through the sword manual, but she couldn't concentrate.

Her mind was filled with images of Luo Qingqing's blue butterfly carrying him away, and she was so angry that her teeth itched.

Although Luo Qingqing can no longer practice the puppetry technique after throwing away that part of his consciousness, the evil ways in the world go beyond making puppets. As long as he lives, he will definitely find a way to make a comeback.

Luo Qingqing is a man who insists on revenge, and he will definitely seek revenge from her.

Ahhhhhh, I am so worried!

Zhang Miaomiao covered her face with the sword manual.

It's really a bad year, good luck, unparalleled blessings, and misfortunes never come alone! The bad things that happened in the past two days were enough for her to drink a pot. Zhang Miaomiao's thoughts on cultivation were all distracted.

While he was feeling sad, there were suddenly several loud thunders outside.

Zhang Miaomiao put down the sword manual, stood up and walked to the window.

I saw a few dark clouds suddenly appearing in the sky that had been clear just now. The dark clouds were extremely gloomy, and thick purple thunder and lightning rolled in the clouds. The purple light disappeared and appeared, and there was a faint potential of overwhelming the sky.

Directly opposite this dark cloud is the dormitory of Tianjian Peak's true disciples. You don't need to think about it to know that this is the thunder catastrophe for Jun Letian to advance to Jindan.

In the entire Tianjian Peak foundation building stage, Jun Letian was the only one.

Zhang Miaomiao looked down, and as expected she saw a figure running from the dormitory to the open school field. There were no classes today, so a few people in the school hid away when they saw that Jun Letian was going to survive the thunder tribulation.

People who practice Taoism, starting from the Golden Elixir stage, will experience a thunder tribulation before advancing to a major stage. The intensity of the thunder tribulation of monks varies. In principle, the stronger the monk's ability and the more spiritual roots he cultivates, the more violent the thunder tribulation will be. Of course, this is also one of the reasons why it is difficult to cultivate miscellaneous spirit roots. Originally, the mortality rate from thunder tribulations with single spiritual roots was not low. However, the monks with mixed spiritual roots had finally cultivated all their spiritual roots sufficiently, but they still had to endure multiple times of pain from thunder tribulations with single spiritual roots. The mortality rate could be said to have skyrocketed.

But as long as he can survive the thunderstorm, the monk can be said to be completely new.

She was a little envious.

Golden elixir... that was a level of cultivation that she could never achieve in the original work. Only when you practice to the golden elixir stage can you truly enter the ranks of spiritual cultivation. By then she will have the inner elixir, her spiritual palace will expand, her sea of ​​consciousness will increase, her skills will be profound, and she will be able to escape from the valley.

The most important thing is that she can finally go to the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords to find a natal sword!

Oh, no, she already has a sword. Although the sword spirit of this sword was not conceived by her, it still followed her and recognized her as its master.

Zhang Miaomiao looked back and saw Long Yuan turned into a human form again, squatting down and teasing a seven-inch long white snake.

snake?

snake! !

Why did a snake get into her bedroom? ! !

"How did it get in!?" Zhang Miaomiao asked.

Long Yuan held up the little white snake with his hand and gently rubbed the little white snake's head with his fingertips. His tone was full of love and affection, "When you walked back to the dormitory, this little thing followed you all the way. If you can't keep up, you can't keep up." It jumped on my sword, I saw it was cute, so I didn’t drive it away.”

It is indeed cute, the little white snake is completely white, its scales are like beautiful porcelain, and its big red eyes are blinking, making you overflowing with motherly love.

Can……

"Throw it out." Zhang Miaomiao frowned.

Long Yuan was shocked, "Huh? Don't you like it? It's so cute!"

How could anyone say no to a cute little snake? qaq.

Zhang Miaomiao took a look at the little white snake and saw that it had been nuzzling Long Yuan's fingers affectionately just now. Now it was as wilted as an eggplant beaten by frost. It was so pitiful.

It's not that she doesn't like snakes, on the contrary, Zhang Miaomiao thinks snakes with this appearance are pretty good-looking. But when she saw the snake now, she thought of the ungrateful Zhuo Jiuyin in the original novel, who beat her to death with a palm.

Before Zhuo Jiuyin turned into a dragon, he was also a white snake.

Thinking of this, Zhang Miaomiao said, "Yes, I don't like snakes, especially white snakes."

"why?"

"Because snakes are cold-blooded animals, have no emotions, and are the most ungrateful. No matter how much you give, if it becomes unhappy, it will slap you to death regardless of what you do." Zhang Miaomiao said earnestly, "You and Remember, I have an enemy, and his body is also a white snake, but he should have transformed now."

"Ah?" Long Yuan was puzzled.

"The name is Zhuo Jiuyin."

At this point, Zhang Miaomiao remembered that the name "Zhuo Jiuyin" was given to her and Zhuo Jiuyin together. In the original work, Zhuo Jiuyin refused to reveal her name after he rescued her. For convenience, Zhang Miaomiao gave Zhuo Jiuyin the name of the mountain god of Zhongshan - "Zhu Jiuyin" for convenience, but Zhuo Jiuyin After hearing the name, she insisted that he was dirty and unworthy of the name, so he asked her to change his name to "Zhuo Jiuyin".

So Zhang Miaomiao changed her mind again, "No, he is not called by this name now. Anyway, remember it, my enemy is a white snake, maybe this is the one you have. When I find him, I will cut him into pieces." Duan! Just throw it out."

Long Yuan seemed to feel the trembling of the little white snake in his hand. He was a little reluctant and said pitifully, "Are you really going to throw it out? It's so cute! Moreover, it has no spiritual power at all, so it is definitely not your enemy. ah."

No spiritual power at all?

Zhang Miaomiao looked at the little white snake again, and the little white snake looked at her with tears about to fall. Zhang Miaomiao thought to herself that this white snake was quite spiritual. She softened her heart and asked Long Yuan, "Do you really like it?"

Long Yuan nodded his non-existent head, he liked it so much.

Forget it, it has no spiritual power, it is definitely not some kind of turbid Jiuyin. Besides, there is no such coincidence in the world. The future boyfriend can just touch it if he wants. If Long Yuan likes it, let him raise it.

Zhang Miaomiao sighed and said, "Then you can raise him, but I'll say something ugly first, so you must take care of him personally."

Long Yuan immediately turned from sadness to joy. He rubbed the little white snake's head again and said happily, "Did you hear that? You can live here!"

Zhuo Jiuyin rubbed Long Yuan's hand, but there was bitterness in his heart: Miaomiao was indeed reborn, and she seemed to hate him.

But fortunately she agreed to keep him. No matter what, he must protect Miaomiao in this life.