He Miaomiao was trapped on the top of Fuyao Mountain and couldn't leave, she could only look at the flickering light in the distant sky, grieving for this massacre that had long since passed, but appeared in the present.

She didn't dare to imagine how her people died one by one, and she didn't dare to imagine how those guards, who were also young, were afraid to avoid the pursuit and take the four of them into hiding.

The aura in the air was like a magnificent and grand picture, the red light like blood and fire gradually disappeared, and the cyan with vitality soon disappeared, leaving only the attack of hidden demonic qi into a dazzling white light, still announcing the victory of its own side in the distance.

Since then, the new generation of Yuan Ying of the Zi family since the ancient war has finally fallen. He Miaomiao knew that the ending was like this, but she couldn't help but be grief-stricken.

She "just" just wanted to alarm her grandfather, doing that useless work to try to change the verdict. As a result, before she had time to see more of her relatives in front of her, time had passed quickly, and she could not return to that joyful and warm little gathering.

The top of Fuyao Mountain is a dead city, the relief of the twin birds in the square has been destroyed by the cracks that extend from the tower, there is rubble and crumbling houses everywhere, and the smell of blood is in the air that cannot be dispersed.

He Miaomiao never dared to go to the wooden houses to take a look, she knew that there would be many corpses of clansmen lying there, and they didn't even have a chance to resist in the face of high-level intentional slaughter, and the impact of Yu Wei could erase them in an instant.

Grief and sadness quickly turned into anger, He Miaomiao clenched her fists and looked at the small square, standing there with a smile on her face a moment ago, watching the ill-intentioned Hu Bukong leave, completely unaware of what a tragic ending this person would bring to the family.

And now, my grandfather has become the soul of Hu Bukong's sword, and the entrustment when he was dying was finally completely left behind by the other party.

What made Hu Bukong's heart soften for a moment and leave her a small life? He Miaomiao didn't know, and she didn't want to guess. Making amends after the fact, perennial guilt, is not a reason for her to forget her hatred.

She was grateful to Hu Bukong and hated Tu Shankong.

The dilapidated town gradually blurred, just like the town of Linshan, turning into a fast-flowing stream, heading towards the endless distance.

When he was able to see clearly again, what He Miaomiao saw was Tu Shankong dressed in black. He regained his true appearance at this moment, with the arrogance and arrogance unique to the Tu Shan clan, and he looked extraordinary.

He Miaomiao was impacted by many different emotions in these two illusions, and at this moment, when she saw Tu Shankong with a familiar face and an unfamiliar expression, her mood was as calm as stopping water, and there were almost no ups and downs.

The only thing she wondered was when it was now, and where was this swarthy passage?

Tu Shankong walked forward in the dark, and did not hesitate when he encountered forks in the road and corners, he had a familiar token hanging from his waist, He Miaomiao walked around from behind him to the front to take a closer look, and immediately remembered that this was the identity token of the master of the Scattered Cultivation Hall.

Not only that, but this token was the one she had seen on Ling Yun.

"Why is the battle hall master order on him?" He Miaomiao didn't dare to wantonly probe out his divine sense in this secluded place, so he had to go around to his side again, staring at the token as he walked forward step by step, trying to see the words on the back.

"Lingyun! it's really her token!" When she saw the lettering behind her, He Miaomiao was even more puzzled, how did Tu Shankong get such an important thing?

Her thoughts were spinning, but she didn't forget to gather her breath to the extreme, and Tu Shankong continued to move forward. She followed behind her and observed for a while, only to find that there was no shortage of high-level formations and enchantments in the passage, just because he had a token in his hand, there was no obstacle to the passage.

And she didn't really exist in this "time", and these barriers didn't really exist for her, so she didn't have to follow too closely to be able to walk freely.

One after the other, they came to an empty stone chamber with illuminated beads on the top wall to make it possible to see the surroundings clearly.

The huge stone chamber has four stone doors on each of the three walls, and the other wall is the passage when it comes. Tu Shankong walked to the third stone door, took out Ling Yun's identity token and embedded it in the depression of the stone wall, and the heavy door suddenly rose silently, revealing the stone frame inside and the half-human-high stone platform in the middle.

"It turned out to be the secret vault of the Sanxiu Hui?" He Miaomiao had a guess when she saw the stone gate, and when she saw the storage boxes of different sizes on the stone shelf, she was even more sure of this. "Could it be that you're here to steal the treasure?"

He Miaomiao thought about the enthusiasm he encountered when he first came to Canglan, and he once talked about the three interesting stories of the Canglan thief, one of which was about the Sanxiu Hui.

"Could it be that the stone platform is the Boundary Breaking Pearl?" He Miaomiao stood at the door and did not enter, she watched Tu Shankong go straight to the stone platform, and did not glance at the storage box on the stone shelf, and there was a guess in her heart.

The most amazing of the three treasure thieves was that he stole the body of Tushan Ancestor.

But after He Miaomiao knew his true identity, he understood that this was actually the easiest thing to do. On the contrary, it is more difficult to steal the Dinghai Pearl from the Xuanqing Sect than to steal the Boundary Breaking Pearl in the Sanxiu Hui.

Even if he is good at disguise aliens, if necessary, even his breath can be changed, but in the treasure house of Xuanqing Sect and Sanxiu Hui, it is still something that ordinary monks dare not think of.

He Miaomiao watched him shake his sleeves and let the small box on the stone platform float into his hand.

The box contained a bead that was obviously white, but exuded a five-colored aura, Tu Shankong saw the real thing and slightly pulled the corners of his mouth, feeling relieved. "It's finally here...... It's just a lot of demons, and it can always be solved when you get to the spirit world!"

He whispered to himself, as if convincing himself that his inner demons would never affect his cultivation.

He Miaomiao looked at him coldly, only to feel that his eyes full of expectation and hope were really ridiculous.

Now is the time for him to steal the Boundary Breaking Bead and be hunted down by the people of the Scattered Cultivation Circle. And it won't be long before he turns into Shiramaru and tries to flee the West, maybe just a day or two.

Who knew that at the gate of Xiaoyao City, I met her from Qinglang Cave. Compared with going to the spirit world with the Boundary Breaking Bead to seek a glimmer of life, make up for the descendants of the Zi family and reduce the guilt in the heart, it will make the hope of advancement greater.

Even if there is no harvest at that time, the Boundary Breaking Bead is still in his hand, and he can still leave this way out.

He Miaomiao didn't think that his amendance was fake, on the contrary, his actions for a long time were for her sake.

What's more, how can the complex human heart be summed up in two simple words?

It's just that no matter how he makes up for it, He Miaomiao already understands a little. That is, she will never treat him as an ordinary predecessor again, she will not use a sword to her benefactor, but she will never treat the enemy with a smile again.