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

Because she had slept in the afternoon, Zhang Miaomiao was particularly excited that night, and she didn't feel sleepy at all.

She thought about it for a while, thinking about how to make Yan Yixiao die.

She couldn't do this rashly. Although it was fun to kill Yan Yixiao with a sword when the ice curse recurred, she couldn't explain it afterward, so she had to get involved.

Therefore, she could either find an honest reason and let others deal with Yan Yixiao for her, or secretly kill her.

With Yan Yixiao's character, she will definitely continue to do the tasks issued by the system in order to save her life, and will take action against her again.

It would be nice if there was evidence to prove that her motives were not pure...

evidence……

By the way, Jun Letian once gave her a retroactive ring!

Zhang Miaomiao dug into her bag and took out the inconspicuous ring.

Suddenly she came up with a brilliant idea.

Didn't Yan Yixiao want to kill her? Then she took advantage of the situation and took the initiative to give her a "chance".

But before playing the game, she had to prepare something else.

Just as she was thinking about it, the jade plaque on the table lit up again. It was a message from Chang Yuan.

[Miaomiao, pack up tonight, and tomorrow you and Jun Letian will go to the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords in Dinghai City to get your natal swords. 】

Almost forgot about it.

Zhang Miaomiao looked at Long Yuanjian, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and felt a little toothache.

Long Yuan recognized her as his master. Logically speaking, she shouldn't go to the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords to draw another sword, otherwise the swordsmanship would be too bad.

It is not impossible to practice dual-sword style swordsmanship, but it is still very difficult to control two swords at the same time.

There is not much difference between the sword and the little lover. If both swords give birth to sword spirits, they will not like each other. If they stumble during the battle, it will bring a lot of trouble to the owner.

but……

Long Yuan is headless. It's not easy to find dragon scales to replenish his body. She must have a reliable sword by her side now.

Zhang Miaomiao looked away guiltily.

She opened the sword manual and found the compulsory chapter for swordsmanship in the Golden Core Stage - Sword Flying Chapter.

After reading it carefully and making some gestures, Zhang Miaomiao decided to give Long Yuan a chance.

If he could assume the basic responsibility of sword flying, she would tell Master Chang not to go to the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords.

Just do it.

Zhang Miaomiao woke up Long Yuan and carried him to a cliff behind Fenglan Palace.

……

"You...what are you going to do?" Long Yuan looked at the cliff in front of him, swallowed his saliva, and asked tremblingly.

Zhang Miaomiao replied, "Flying with a sword."

The wind blew loudly, causing Zhang Miaomiao's robe to fly. Zhang Miaomiao looked serious. She looked at the key points on the sword manual again and frowned.

According to the sword manual, for sword cultivators to fly with a sword for the first time, it is best to find a place with high ground.

Flying from a high place to a low place, taking advantage of the wind and taking advantage of the situation can reduce the loss of spiritual power. It is also more conducive for the swordsman to put the spiritual power on a stable sword body and reduce the probability of overturning.

Zhang Miaomiao visually measured the distance from the cliff to the valley bottom and concluded that she would not die if she fell.

She placed Long Yuan on the ground and stepped on it.

Long Yuan shouted in horror, "Wait a minute! Aren't you in the foundation building stage? Why are you flying!"

Zhang Miaomiao said calmly, "I just got the golden elixir."

Long Yuan was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, Zhang Miaomiao took a deep breath and poured spiritual power into his body.

I saw a flash of white light on the edge of the cliff, streaking through the air parallel to the ground.

The white light flight didn't last long. At a node, it suddenly turned a sharp corner and fell straight down.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-"

One person and one sword screamed in unison.

The first failure may be because she has not accurately mastered the key to flying with a sword.

Zhang Miaomiao got up with her face in close contact with the earth. She picked up Long Yuan and returned to the cliff.

However, the second time, the third time, the fourth time...after many attempts...

Zhang Miaomiao could feel that Long Yuan would always lose his spiritual power in the same place, and the sword would be out of control.

This time, she fell on a tree. Hanging on the branch, she thought with a headache: No, this sword is leaking too much. She must find a reliable sword.

However, Zhang Miaomiao did not immediately tell Long Yuan about going to the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords to find another sword. She was afraid that the child would be sad, so after pulling out Long Yuan stuck on the tree trunk, she put him in the brocade bag and let him He rests first.

Before I knew it, it was getting bright.

Zhang Miaomiao got down from the tree and hurried to the gate of Tianyan Sect.

Except for Jun Letian who looked stinky, Zhang Miaomiao unexpectedly saw the figure of his second senior brother.

Mu Wenxin treated Hua Nongyu all night, and most of his wounds were healed, but his lips were still slightly white. When he saw Zhang Miaomiao's gray robe and dog-gnawed hair, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Hua Nongyu didn't say anything, but Jun Letian complained, "Can you pay attention to your image?!"

"You mind me." Zhang Miaomiao scratched her hair, glared at Jun Letian, and said to Hua Nongyu, "Second, why are you here, Second Senior Brother?"

Hua Nongyu still couldn't hold back, and helped Zhang Miaomiao straighten her messy hair, and said, "I will take you to the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords in Dinghai City. I will teach you how to pick a sword on the way, and by the way... buy some medicinal materials."

Zhang Miaomiao was confused, "Huh?"

She soon figured out that Hua Nongyu should not have done this. In the past, the peak master personally took the sword cultivator to the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb to select the natal sword.

But Shen Buyan had a seizure yesterday and fed Yan Yixiao's blood. He was seriously injured, so naturally he couldn't come. Chang Yuan had to take Shen Buyan's lessons again, and he couldn't do anything at all. When Lu Chenyi heard that the person he was leading was Zhang Miaomiao, No matter what, he refused to go out.

The final task fell to Hua Nongyu, who had the experience of going to Wanjian Tomb to select the natal sword.

Jun Letian's eyes fell on Hua Nongyu's hand, which was arranging Zhang Miaomiao's hair, and his eyes flickered.

Hua Nongyu noticed Jun Letian's slight hostility, but thought that the hostility was towards Zhang Miaomiao. After all, Jun Letian and Zhang Miaomiao had been at odds for a long time.

This morning Master Mu discussed with him some recent events in Haicheng. No matter what grudges the two had before, Hua Nongyu didn't want anything to happen to them on the road, so she glanced at Jun Letian, frowned and warned,

"Dinghai City is different from the past. Monsters are causing chaos and troubles occur frequently. Long-lost corpses are haunting the Nanling area. I heard that some of them are mixed in with the crowd without knowing it. Follow me closely and don't get on the road. Fight and always be aware of your surroundings.”

Unexpectedly, when Jun Letian heard the word "ghost", his face twisted, and he remembered bad memories.

When he was staying at Jun's mansion at night, he met a female ghost. The female ghost had a gaping hole and blind eyes, and exuded a rotten smell. When he heard the sound of the lantern in Jun Letian's hand falling to the ground, he immediately rushed up to disembowel him. Belly.

Jun Letian was so frightened that he lost his temper on the spot and forced a female ghost to chase him all the way. Fortunately, the guards rescued him in time and killed the female ghost.

Later he found out that the female ghost was his beautiful aunt who had been missing for a long time and had low spiritual power. Another aunt in the family, who was jealous of her favor, had evil intentions and tricked her into going up the mountain. Soon, her mouth was torn open by a corpse and her eyes were eaten. After turning into a corpse, she sneaked back with only a little consciousness of her life, leaving an indelible psychological shadow on the young Jun Letian.

Since then, Jun Letian often dreams about the scene that night.

Not long ago, Zhang Miaomiao appeared in that dream.

Jun Letian's face became even more distorted.

"What is a corpse?" Zhang Miaomiao had never heard of this word before.

"Hey? Miaomiao doesn't know?" Hua Nongyu was stunned for a moment, then remembered that Zhang Miaomiao had only joined the sect in the past two years, and he explained,

"Ghouls are rotten corpses that can move. They like to eat monks the most. I haven't heard of them. It's normal. They rarely eat mortals, so they basically don't appear in the mortal world. But I remind junior sister, don't let the ghouls get close. Once bitten by one of them, no medicine can save it, and it will slowly turn into a rotten corpse like them."

Sounds a bit like a zombie.

Zhang Miaomiao sighed that there was such a thing in the Cultivation Continent.

She nodded, "I understand, I will always pay attention! I promise not to run around or fight!"

Hua Nongyu was very satisfied. He looked at Jun Letian, who also nodded hurriedly.

Seeing the two people walking on the road, Hua Nongyu breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "Then let's set off."

……

Dinghai City Flower Street.

Mo Qianxin knocked the man in front of him away with a palm and shot him in the head.

Just as the righteous monks in the crowd were about to shout angrily, they saw the body of the man lying on the ground fester instantly, slowly decaying into disgusting pus.

In an instant, the crowd dispersed, far away from the pus.

Someone screamed, "Ghoul! It's a ghoul!"

Lewanqiao couldn't see it, but she could smell it. She raised her eyebrows, wondering if Mo Qianxin had awakened to some strange hobby after landing in the latrine. She sent a message to him and said, "You just knocked something away. It won’t blow up the latrine, will it…”

Mo Qianxin frowned. He squatted down and carefully looked at the man's remaining bones.

"No." Mo Qianxin said, "It's something more difficult. Haven't you heard of it, corpse ghost?"

Mo Qianxin looked around to see if there were any missing corpses in the crowd, feeling a turmoil in his heart.

These things shouldn't show up so early.

It seems that it is not just their demon world that is not at peace.

The human world seems to be even less peaceful.

He had to hurry up and take the little devil away quickly.