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

"Young master, you don't know something." Ah Fu, an old man in gray clothes, said:

"As the inner strength of a warrior grows and his level increases, his physical body will also undergo miraculous changes."

"For example, from the eighth-level warrior upwards, the body's five senses are strengthened in sequence, until the fourth-level warrior."

"Compared to ninth-grade warriors, eighth-grade warriors have stronger eyesight, that is, vision."

"And seventh-grade warriors have a more sensitive sense of smell."

"And the sixth grade..." The old man in gray looked at the city lord.

The city lord took over the conversation: "Sixth level is about taste, so after the improvement of smell and taste, it is difficult for warriors above sixth level to be poisoned, which is good."

The city lord Guo Yan is a sixth-grade warrior.

At his status, strength in force is secondary, and the evolution of smell and taste can save him from being poisoned, so he is quite satisfied.

The old man in gray clothes said: "This Qiao Lin's body is indeed different from Qiao Mu, and there is also an inch difference in height. They are just brothers who look similar."

The superhuman sensory ability also gave the old man in gray a strong confidence, so he was the first person among everyone present to judge that the opponent was not Centurion Qiao Mu.

When others took a quick look, they saw the similarities between Qiao Mu and Qiao Lin.

And he noticed the subtle differences between the two people through his two senses.

"How is Qiao Lin's strength?" the city lord asked again.

"It's only the ninth grade. There's no need to worry about the loss of Qi and blood. The only thing worthy of praise is that he has already mastered the art of spear and is quite accomplished." said the old man in gray.

"What is his spear skill?" The city lord frowned slightly.

Qiao Lin arrived just after Qiao Mu died, which made him suspect that Qiao Mu, who claimed to be a commoner, might have been from a wealthy family, so he had such good information. In that case, he would have to reconsider how to deal with the matter.

The old man in gray hesitated for a moment:

"It seems...military marksmanship on the battlefield? Maybe he has also joined the military?"

"Oh, that's really nothing to worry about." Guo Yan suddenly felt relieved again.

Now that he is injured, and the emperor is approaching, he has more things to deal with in troubled times, and he has no energy to deal with such trivial matters.

Saying this, Guo Yan turned to look at his biological son.

"What happened this time..."

Mr. Guo subconsciously shrank his neck, and then heard Guo Yan say:

"You did well."

The old man in gray clothes and Mr. Guo were both slightly shocked.

I only heard the city lord calmly say:

"The son of a rich man cannot sit down in court. After what happened on the long street, it seems that you know to some extent when to be cowardly and when to run away."

"If this Qiao Lin is a desperado like Qiao Mu, he should really leave as soon as possible and not confront him head-on."

"As long as I have my life, I can easily deal with him when I turn around."

The eyes of the old man in gray clothes twitched next to him. He never expected to hear such a statement.

"Until this matter is settled, you should continue to stay in the house and do not go out." Guo Yan then turned to look at the old man in gray:

"Since I killed a young one and provoked an old one, I have to be more agile this time."

"If you cut the weeds without eradicating the roots, they will grow again when the spring breeze blows. I don't need to tell you this, right?"

"A ninth-grade warrior who has not yet reached the peak of his vitality and blood can only enter the palace with spear skills. According to common sense, sending a few eighth-grade warriors is enough to crush him." City Lord Guo Yan pondered for a moment and said:

"But to be on the safe side, you'd better go there and be on the safe side."

"...Okay." The old man in gray nodded.

He had already faced off against Qiao Mu at Qiao Canxue's home and had clearly gained the upper hand.

If the city lord's young master behind him hadn't run so fast that he almost spit out his old words, he would have been able to settle this trivial matter by himself.

However, it's not too late.

In a deep alley in the outer city, Qiao Canxue's home.

Qiao Mu finished the broth and put down the soup bowl.

"Head...Brother Qiao." Lao Huang stopped retching, finally stood up straight, and asked curiously:

"You said Mr. Guo was really trying to trick us out of spite?"

While speaking, Lao Huang couldn't help but glance at the coffin parked next to him.

Inside the coffin is Qiao Mu's body. If you want to see if Xia Gan Yi Dan Geng is genuine, you only need to open the coffin and conduct an autopsy.

but....

"Of course it's a lie." Qiao Mu saw Lao Huang's gaze and said firmly:

"My brother died tragically and his body is incomplete. Please don't torment him any more."

As he spoke, he took a step forward and closed the coffin board tightly.

At this point, he breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, he didn't know what the so-called Xia Gan Yi Dan Geng was, and whether it was what Mr. Guo said, and he couldn't say.

He rushed to finish the remaining soup, first to eliminate the evidence, and secondly to see that Old Huang was about to vomit. This act of drinking soup was just to stabilize Old Huang and prevent him from having a psychological shadow.

Even if you take 10,000 steps back, that thing is the real thing...

The tree reaps its own fruits and does not suffer too much.

Mainly because after time travel, in order to explore the power of immortality, he had committed suicide many times, and he had done everything with bare hands, but he was still afraid of a bowl of self-produced broth?

As for the truth... Qiao Mu doesn't want to know.

Just let the truth rot in your stomach.

He turned around and was about to speak, but suddenly turned around and saw Qiao Canxue standing close behind him, raising her head as if sniffing something.

What kind of idiot... Qiao Mu was shocked.

When I was 20 years old, we still had a purely transactional relationship. Now, at 28, my body is so mature and attractive. I can’t hold it back any longer?

Chapter 32 Girl, you are playing with fire

"Girl, please respect yourself." Qiao Mu said while leaning back tactically:

"Qiao is already twenty-eight this year and has thirteen concubines at home. Each has eighteen weapons and thirty-six styles of cloud-turning and rain-spelling skills. You can't win."

Qiao Canxue was slightly stunned, suspicion flashed across her face.

She actually understood... Qiao Mu took the opportunity to take a few steps away and walked towards Old Huang, Monk and other sergeants.

"Brother Qiao...Qiao Lin." Lao Huang was a little reserved now, without the familiarity he had before.

After all, the Qiao Lin he faced, his own brother died in front of them, but he died for them, which made them feel a little heavy.

Lao Huang thought for a while and quickly delivered a heavy money bag:

"Brother Qiao Lin, this is the pension issued by the government."

"Pension? My brother has only been dead for a day. How can the efficiency of the government be so fast?" Qiao Mu frowned.

Before, he just suspected that the city lord wanted to deal with him, but there was no evidence.

But after experiencing these few things, how could he continue to be confused.

The city lord and his family all wanted his life, so how could they issue the pension so quickly?

If this is the case, then this pension obviously has another source...

Of course Qiao Mu didn't have a grudge against Qian, and the key was that the other person didn't die. Not only did he not suffer any loss, he even became stronger because of it, so there was no need to ask for this pension.

Money is something external to the body. If it is not brought to you in life, it will be lost in death. In Qiao Mu's opinion, it is not as good as Iron Crotch Kung Fu.

He thought for a while and said:

"I don't need this pension. I don't want the stinky money from the Yancheng government."

"If you are interested, you might as well help me with a small thing."

"After my brother Qiao Mu got into trouble, he once sent me a letter telling me about the affairs of Yancheng. He said that the city lord Guo Yan had a good reputation, so he would not die on the long street at that time, but he might die from the city lord's revenge in the future. Now It seems so."

"Tomorrow I will send my brother's body out of the city for burial, and I also ask for your help in spreading the news."

"In this way, before tomorrow comes, I think the city lord will not take action in a hurry before tomorrow."

Naturally, Lao Huang and others did not refuse, and quickly agreed and turned around to leave.

But before leaving, the monk put a thread-bound book into Qiao Lin's hand:

"Since you don't want the pension, then you need the secret book, right?" The fair-weather monk sighed:

"In the past, Centurion Qiao Mu once told me that he would protect me in the battle against bandits. If I could return to Yancheng, I would give him this secret book as a thank you gift."

"Qiao Mu Gaoyi once said that a promise worth a thousand pieces of gold is more important than life and death. I can't reach it. But now that he is dead, I can't give this secret book to him."

"Brother Qiao Lin, you are also a martial arts practitioner. Please take this secret book to make up for my shame."

You monk is obviously lying to me. The person I made an appointment with is Lao Huang, and he is standing by and watching. You can lie... Qiao Mu did not refuse. He took the secret book and took a look at it. It said "Iron Cloth" Shirt".

Another classic hard skill.

Qiao Mu happily accepted.

As long as he performs a high-quality death, he can transform into a time management instructor, multitasking and practicing various martial arts.

Of course you have to practice this hard skill.

After they left, only Qiao Mu and Qiao Canxue were left in the courtyard, and the atmosphere was a little stagnant for a while.

After all, Qiao Mu is playing Qiao Lin at this time, and the two parties are acquainted for the first time.

"Miss Can Xue, I have often heard my brother mention you...but time is tight, so I won't talk about these gossips. Tomorrow I will have a battle with the city lord. This is a matter for my Qiao family brothers. I hope you can leave here as soon as possible. Yancheng, to avoid being affected like just now.”

There wasn't a full fight just now, mainly because both sides had concerns.

The old man in gray wants to protect the safety of the city lord, and Qiao Mu is about the same.

But if he is alone, he can start to get reckless.

After a period of silence, Qiao Canxue spoke first:

"If you insist, I'll leave."

"But before that, I have one more important thing to do about Qiao Mu. There is a noodle shop at the entrance of the alley. Let's go out to eat and talk?"

The two people left the hut and walked out step by step through the deep alley.

Qiao Canxue has been walking side by side with Qiao Mu, about half a step to one step away, following closely.

When he arrived at the noodle shop, Qiao Mu subconsciously walked to the corner. From the corner of his eye, he saw Qiao Canxue next to him, and then he chose a quiet place to sit down.

But as soon as he sat down, Qiao Canxue did not choose the seat opposite him. Instead, she sat next to him on a bench, and even put her nose close to him to sniff.

"Girl, you are playing with fire." Qiao Mu said seriously:

"I, Qiao Lin, am already twenty-eight years old. I have been practicing Iron Crotch Kung Fu for many years. I am at the age where I am like a wolf and a tiger. My concubine in the thirteenth room of my family has given birth to six children for me. Your body cannot withstand this. "

Qiao Canxue was silent again.

It took a long time before Youyou said:

"Stop acting."

"If you are twenty-eight, then sister, I will be twenty-nine."

"You are deliberately saying weird things to confuse my judgment. Although I am blind, I have already seen through you."

Qiao Canxue said slowly:

"The smell of your body, the voice when you speak, the intonation at the end of each sentence, the pace of your walking..."

"Moss often grows darkly in the gaps between the stone slabs in deep alleys. When you step on it, there will be a tiny sound of splashing water droplets. But just now you stepped on moss eight out of ten steps."

"This noodle shop is also frequented by Qiao Mu. He often chooses a quiet spot in the corner for peace and quiet."