half evil

Chapter 28

Inside the arm crossbow, the machine spring collapsed, and the arrow was like a shooting star.

The three crossbow arrows all fell into the body of the black-clothed swordsman.

The black-clothed swordsman who was about to turn his wrist upside down and disembowel Mo Shili suddenly trembled all over his body.

The extended numbness made the black-clothed swordsman shout loudly.

"poisonous!"

"You... ah ah ah!"

Before the black-clothed swordsman could finish speaking, a small cloth bag fell on his face.

boom!
The cloth bag, which was only slightly tied, was spread out directly on the face of the black-clothed swordsman.

The off-white powder flew up and completely covered the face.

lime!

The lime that Mo Shili hid in his sleeve earlier!
As soon as the lime touched the eyes of the black-clothed swordsman, it released scorching heat, causing the black-clothed swordsman to scream uncontrollably.

The lower abdomen was pierced.

He was hit by three arrows.

The arrows were also poisoned.

At this moment, he was blinded by lime again.

Even if the swordsman in black was much stronger than Mo Shili, it wouldn't help.

As the toxicity spread, the screams gradually weakened.

Mo Shili, who withdrew a few steps away early, stared at the other party until he saw that the other party was not breathing, and then threw the dagger in his hand at the other party's choked throat.

puff!
The dagger plunged in without any fuss.

This time, Mo Shili confirmed that the other party was really dead.

He immediately sat down on the ground.

Although he won the lightning-fast battle just now, it was only a miserable victory.

Holding the wound on his chest, Mo Shili took out a bottle of [Blood Tonic].

Following the [Blood Tonifying Medicine], take it.

The warm feeling began to spread, and the pain subsided, and Mo Shili was relieved.

Afterwards, a sense of survival after a catastrophe arises spontaneously.

When the breeze blew, Mo Shili suddenly felt a chill down his back.

Before I knew it, his back was already drenched.

"Another guy who is not easy to mess with!"

Mo Shili was talking to himself from the bottom of his heart.

He knew the people behind those three swordsmen would be watching him.

But he didn't expect that the other party would be so straightforward.

Not only is the response quick, but the shot is merciless.

The black-clothed swordsman sent by the opponent was really stronger than he had imagined.

Under normal circumstances, he is not qualified to fight against the opponent at all.

This also made him make the decision to trade injury for life the moment he saw the other party!
Even if you don't have [Blood Tonic], you still have to do this.

Because, only by doing so can we live.

Of course, with the 【Blood Tonic】, there is even more room for manipulation.

And the entry [Iron Cloth Shirt] played a crucial role.

Although it was barely resisted for a moment, it was enough for him to use the method of [Fist Strength] to stab the dagger firmly and quickly into the opponent's lower abdomen.

It was also from this moment that the balance of victory tilted towards him.

"Sure enough, strength comes first!"

"If I'm strong enough, I don't need to be so troublesome at all, just crush me upright!"

Mo Shili sighed sincerely, and his heart was full of yearning.

This longing made him pay more attention to himself.

After all, if you want to be strong, your body is the foundation.

"Then take a sword in the chest, don't hurt the foundation!"

Mo Shili thought worriedly.

The subsequent changes dispelled Mo Shili's doubts.

The liquid medicine turned into a warm current, rushing towards the wound on his chest.

Feeling his own recovery, even Mo Shili, who had already experienced it once, once again admired the effect of the potion. He moved his body slightly, and although his chest still hurt, he was able to stand up.

"Damn 'Xiao', what kind of rumors are you spreading?"

Mo Shili murmured in his heart as he walked towards the black-clothed swordsman's body.

Pulling off the mask, it was the face of a middle-aged man.

Very ordinary, without any characteristics.

It belongs to the kind of throwing in the crowd, the most inconspicuous.

But such a person is the most dangerous kind.

Because the opponent who no one will notice can stab the deadliest sword.

Thinking that he would have to face such an opponent in the future, Mo Shili felt a headache. After scolding 'Xiao' several times in his heart, he picked up the opponent's long sword.

Undoubtedly a sharp weapon.

The [Iron Cloth Shirt] he had already started was pierced through just a little bit of resistance.

Facing ordinary people, it is naturally like chopping melons and vegetables.

This kind of sharp weapon is of course for the virtuous.

Mo Shili took it into the space of [Qiankun Ring] as it should.

There is also an empty bottle of [Blood Tonic].

With the income of the two, [The Universe Ring] was filled again.

Fortunately, similar items can stack.

Li She's body.

The body of the swordsman in black.

All are superimposed on the space grid that appears first in the first row.

After doing all this, Mo Shili looked at the text that had been flashing since the beginning——

[Achievement: Turn defeat into victory (blue)]

[Turning defeat into victory: In the face of a situation that must be defeated, but won, it is naturally worth celebrating, even if it is not the highest achievement of the same type!Obtained: 100 points, 1 skill point]

……

Achievements are the biggest gains from the previous battle.

"Not the highest achievement of its kind?"

Mo Shili thought about this sentence.

Then, he shook his head.

He is not sure of the highest achievement of his kind.

The black-clothed swordsman who just appeared made him fight with his life.

If something more powerful appears, I'm afraid I won't be able to beat my life.

"Trap! Trap!"

"Naked trap!"

"I won't be so boring to challenge the trap!"

Mo Shili scoffed.

At the same time, there was a slander in my heart.

"How is this [Achievement] level calculated?"

"I've been pierced to the point of chills, and only one blue came out?"

"Before, I easily exploded three blue ones!"

"At the very least, don't give me a purple?"

Mo Shili, who knew that influence was the main factor in the [Achievement] judgment, still couldn't help but slander.

Mainly because just now, it really hurts.

After muttering a few words, Mo Shili's eyes turned to 【Iron Shirt】.

Skill points, accumulated to 4 points.

Just enough to upgrade one of [Iron Cloth Shirt] and [Gecko Swimming Wall Art].

Compared to [Gecko Swimming Wall Skill], Mo Shili is more inclined to [Iron Cloth Shirt] at the moment.

Not only the defensive power brought by [Iron Cloth Shirt], but also because [Iron Cloth Shirt] can greatly improve the muscles of the body, driving the upper limit of [Fist Strength] and [Gecko Swimming Wall Skill].

[Consume 4 skill points to advance the martial art 'Iron Cloth']

[Iron cloth shirt (skilled): After a long period of beating and honing the muscles and bones with a cloth hammer, if you are not satisfied, you start to choose the stick directly. If you master this skill skillfully, you can ignore the damage of ordinary punches and sticks]

……

As soon as the attunement of knowledge and body begins, pain will follow.

Mo Shili, who already had experience once, sat cross-legged.

Gritting his teeth, he endured the pain.

Compared with the first quarter of an hour, the [Iron Cloth Shirt] upgrade lasted longer this time.

A full two quarters of an hour.

Moreover, there was something beyond Mo Shili's expectation.

The wound on his chest didn't heal completely, not to mention completely healed, it was even more tenacious.

It is not the tenacity brought by [Iron Cloth Shirt] after exhaling, but the tenacity of his own muscles.

Although there is no concrete display of numbers, the feeling is that it cannot be deceived.

"After being injured, the [Iron Cloth Shirt] upgrade actually has this effect on the body?!"

Mo Shili's eyes flashed with surprise.

A bold idea appeared in his heart.

However, that is later.

Now?

eat!
Mo Shili took out one after another of the meat buns that had been prepared a long time ago from [Qian Kun Jie], and threw them into his mouth.

Taking advantage of this visit to Chang'an County to investigate the so-called conspiracy 'Living Sons and Sunshou', Mo Shili prepared a lot of things logically.

Meat buns are one of them.

After eating forty of them, Mo Shili slowed down.

After that, he picked up the water bag that he carried with him, and poured the water into his stomach with a gurgle.

call!
Mo Shili exhaled heavily, rubbed his stomach that had been completely digested, and stood up again.

"I won't become a big eater, will I?"

"Will the big eater achieve success?"

Mo Shili teased himself.

Then, he turned his head and glanced at the two grave bags.

Immediately, the smile on the corner of his mouth subsided.

Grave bags are one big and one small.

All for death.

Moreover, he died extremely unjustly.

Dr. Chen has a good hand and a kind heart all his life, except for the old scruples about being Li She's friend, he can really be called a good person.

To put it bluntly, it's just that it's not guaranteed at the end of the festival.

But what about Li She's son?
This is the worst one.

And the most innocent one.

A tiger's poison does not eat its offspring, but Li Li was strangled to death by his own father Li She.

At that time, what kind of despair did the other party experience?
Mo Shili didn't know.

And all Mo Shili could do was to walk to the side of the grave bag and take out a package full of incense candles and paper money, all of which were purchased in advance in Chang'an County—after the decision to open the museum for autopsy At that time, Mo Shili prepared these.

The joss sticks are lit.

Candles flicker.

The incense stick is faint.

The mourning was silent.

Mo Shili placed four steamed buns in front of the two graves, and arranged them in a three-on-one pattern.

Standing in front of the grave, Mo Shili wanted to say something, but in the end he shook his head and said nothing.

He has no right to say anything.

There is no position to express regret.

All he had was a sigh full of complex emotions.

After cupping his fists at the two graves as farewell, Mo Shili turned and left.

Things don't end there.

Or to be more precise, the next thing will be the real test for Mo Shili.

　PS Fat Dragon seeks to follow up~seek support~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)