Kill me a few more times and I'll be invincible

"Yeah, that's right."

"We did."

"We drank with the boss two days ago." Old Huang and the others could only bite the bullet and say.

Qiao Canxue's expression relaxed a little:

"Then come in and talk."

Lao Huang and the others had been hanging out with Qiao Mu for a few days, and even asked him to practice the iron crotch skill. She knew a little about this.

She opened the door completely and let Mr. Guo and the others in.

Mr. Guo didn't say anything, but gestured to the servants behind him, asking them to carry the coffin containing the corpse into the door.

Qiao Canxue, who was walking into the house, turned back sharply and asked in confusion:

"What... are you carrying?"

"You're not coming to the door, you can't come empty-handed, it's just a small gift." Mr. Guo smiled and evaded the question.

These servants carrying the coffin are basically warriors in the strength training stage, and they still have several hundred pounds of strength. Carrying the coffin is not too heavy for them, and the footsteps are not heavy, so even though Qiao Canxue has a keen hearing, she didn't notice that they were carrying such a heavy object as a coffin.

"Since you're here, why bring a gift?" Qiao Canxue said politely, holding the cane and going back to the house to prepare tea.

Qiao Canxue's house was originally an ordinary empty house in a deep alley in the outer city.

Because of the famine before, the furniture with some value in the empty house had long been gone, leaving only some worthless and untaken things, such as the stone table in the courtyard that served as a tea table.

There was not much furniture in the house, and it was not an exaggeration to say that the house was bare. This scene made Lao Huang and others sigh.

Lao Huang looked at Qiao Canxue's back, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, but in the end he didn't say anything, and was silent on the side.

The people in the yard just stood there quietly, without saying a word, and there was a coffin lying next to them, which was a little weird.

Mr. Guo watched Qiao Canxue busying himself with boiling water and making tea with interest.

"I want to ask, what happened to Qiao Mu, why don't you see him?" Qiao Canxue made tea and asked Mr. Guo and others to sit on the stone bench.

"Oh, you're asking this. Yesterday, the Yancheng army went out of the city to suppress the bandits. Qiao Mu led the way and rushed into the bandits alone..." Master Guo said slowly, picked up a cup of tea on the table and took a sip, his brows wrinkled into a "川" shape.

The city lord's son was well-dressed and well-fed, so he was naturally not used to drinking such coarse tea.

But for the sake of acting, he still suppressed his temper.

Qiao Canxue saw that Master Guo only said half of his words, and waited for a long time without any follow-up, so she had to ask:

"He rushed into the bandits, and then what happened?"

"Then he broke through in the battle and developed internal strength." Master Guo supported his chin with one hand, and looked at the expression on Qiao Canxue's face unscrupulously. Sure enough, he was relieved to see her.

The city lord's son Lao Huang and others stood behind the crowd, their eyes twitching.

Old Huang knew the character of Mr. Guo very well. For example, when he robbed people in the street last time and bullied the ninth-rank swordsman and his wife, Mr. Guo repeatedly used words to squeeze the other party, making them confused and losing their minds. This time, he came to the house to mess with the blind girl. "It's a pity that there are too many bandits..." Mr. Guo sighed: "There are thousands of them! With such a large number, even an internal force warrior has no chance of winning, and there is no chance of survival!" Qiao Canxue didn't say anything, sitting on the stone bench and leaning forward slightly, showing a listening look. Mr. Guo continued: "Then Qiao Mu's internal force suddenly surged. It is said that he used some secret method. He killed seven in and seven out of the bandits in a short time, and the bandits fled in fear, and he also got precious breathing time..." He described Qiao Mu's bravery in a big way, as exaggerated as possible. Did he use the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method... Qiao Canxue nodded secretly and breathed a sigh of relief. Before Qiao Mu went to the City Lord's Mansion, she specially taught him this explosive secret method, so that he could burst out his potential at a critical moment and survive.

The so-called Heavenly Demon Disintegration is a secret method to survive from death. Once used, even if you don't die, your meridians will be severely damaged and your blood will fall.

Using Heavenly Demon Disintegration basically means cutting off your own future.

Qiao Canxue and Qiao Mu originally had a pure trading relationship. She provided the skills and Qiao Mu was responsible for revenge for him.

So teaching this secret method is actually not in line with the goal of revenge------even if Qiao Mu survived, he would not be able to take revenge after using the Heavenly Demon Disintegration method.

It was just that Qiao Canxue felt that human life was more important than revenge at that time, so she taught this secret method.

Now it seems that she has foresight, and this Heavenly Demon Disintegration method really came in handy.

Thinking of this, she felt a little relieved, at least her preparations could work.

"Then what? What happens after using the Heavenly Demon Disintegration?" Qiao Canxue asked again.

Mr. Guo did not answer immediately, but picked up the teacup, drank slowly, and then looked at Qiao Canxue.

"And then?"

"And then she was gone." Mr. Guo spread his hands, and a smile gradually broke out on his face: "She was gone."

He stopped acting, he showed his hand.

PS: Then there are two more chapters.

Chapter 29 Chivalrous Qiao Mu

"And then?"

Qiao Canxue was slightly stunned.

"What do you mean by gone?" She had a bad feeling in her heart, and slowly stood up from the stone bench.

The atmosphere was a bit dull, and only the breathing of the crowd could be heard.

No one spoke in the whole courtyard.

The old man in gray closed his eyes and rested. As a seventh-grade warrior, he had a high status in the city lord's mansion. Although he obeyed the city lord to protect the life of the city lord's son, he was not interested in this farce.

Young Master Guo did not speak, but a silent smile appeared on his face.

"Gone. Didn't you understand?" Young Master Guo smiled and showed his true intention:

"The person is gone."

Young Master Guo stood up and walked towards the coffin containing Qiao Mu's body.

He smiled and said, "Brother Qiao Mu was no match for those bandits. He soon ran out of internal energy and strength. In the end, he was hacked to death by those bandits. His body was completely unrecognizable."

"So, the person is gone."

Old Huang's breathing became slightly heavier. He looked at Qiao Canxue and hesitated to speak.

The monk next to him was a little more impulsive than him. The veins on his forehead suddenly appeared, and he muttered to himself: "This is too much..."

But Old Huang quietly held him down at this time.

"Monk, don't be impulsive. We can't do anything to Mr. Guo." He pointed to Qiao Mu's coffin: "The boss was the most stubborn at the beginning. He was the only one who dared to confront Mr. Guo, but he is lying there now." Mr. Guo was still talking over there. When he got excited, he kicked the lid of the coffin open with a flying foot, and a strong smell of blood immediately escaped. "Come." "You are Qiao Mu's family member. Come and identify whether this body is Qiao Mu? After all, his death was too tragic. We couldn't recognize him and could only guess." Qiao Canxue didn't say anything. Her face turned pale and she took a half step back. "No-----" Before she finished her words, she was interrupted by Mr. Guo with his hands and feet dancing: "Are you going to say..." "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Mr. Guo's voice was mixed with just the right amount of surprise, suspicion and grief. "This is fake, the body is fake, the coffin is fake, and I am fake too! Everything is fake!"

"In fact, Qiao Mu is not dead at all. He will be back in good condition in a while."

At this point, the exaggerated expression on Mr. Guo's face disappeared, and finally returned to indifference. He said lightly:

"If I say this, will you feel better?"

Qiao Canxue was silent. She unconsciously clenched the cane in her hand, and her finger joints were white.

But her heart was in a mess.

Outsiders only thought that she and Qiao Mu depended on each other for life, and they were siblings.

In fact, she knew that she was the only orphan of the Qiao family, and Qiao Mu was just an outsider. The two sides had no blood relationship.

It was because they were outsiders without blood relatives that all this became more precious.

Since the Qiao family was exterminated, Qiao Canxue fell from a rich family to a worthless person overnight, and had long been accustomed to the coldness of the world.

Other powerful families who had close ties with the Qiao family in the past avoided her, fearing that they would offend the Martial Saint.

As a blind girl walking in this chaotic world, how many miserable and dilapidated things have she seen?

The swordsman couple turned against each other under the pressure of Mr. Guo, but Qiao Mu went to investigate the city lord for her, fell into the city lord's huge net, and died tragically...

She stood there with her eyes closed, as silent as a tree.

Mr. Guo had been getting close to observe Qiao Canxue's reaction. Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, he frowned:

"Do you have a conscience? Can't you even cry?"

Qiao Canxue raised her face and closed her eyes to look at Mr. Guo, and said in a low voice:

"The ancestral precepts of my Qiao family are never to show weakness to the enemy."

"....."

Now it was Mr. Guo's turn to be silent.

He didn't expect that this blind girl who looked easy to deal with would react like this.

Did she guess that he was here to laugh at her, so she acted so ruthlessly?

"Boring, you are as stubborn as that dead man, and you are forcing me to do something forceful?"

"Since you are blind and cannot see the man's death, there is still a way to make you feel the same way."

Mr. Guo's face darkened. The blind girl's behavior reminded him of Qiao Mu, who had died tragically.

Qiao Mu was famous for stepping on his head. Every time the people of Yancheng talked about Qiao Mu, they slapped him in the face.

He clapped his hands gently, and soon a servant came up behind him. In the basket in the servant's hand was a soup pot with hot soup.

When the lid of the pot was opened, an alluring aroma emanated.

You can see that a lot of spices were added to this pot of broth, and it smelled quite good.

Master Guo said calmly:

"Everyone in Yancheng is saying that Qiao Mu is a chivalrous man with the legacy of the ancient chivalrous."

"Come and smell it, does this chivalrous soup taste different?"

"You----" Qiao Canxue's body trembled.

However, Master Guo no longer cared about her reaction at this time, and just shouted:

"Come, feed the girl soup!"

As soon as the voice fell.

Several servants behind him rushed forward.

Two strong servants held Qiao Canxue's hands on the left and right, and the other one reached out to scoop a bowl of soup.

However, the monk at the back of the crowd was suddenly stunned.

He suddenly found that Lao Huang beside him had disappeared without knowing when.

Looking up, Lao Huang had mixed into the servants without knowing when?

"Lao Huang?"

While Qiao Canxue was being held down, Lao Huang squeezed in front of the servant, scooped up the bowl of soup directly, and poured it into his mouth.

The way he ate was ugly, he was devouring it like a starving ghost reincarnated, for fear of being snatched away by others.

While he was drinking, he smiled flatteringly at Mr. Guo, revealing his ugly yellow teeth: "Master, this soup is really delicious."