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

With this cry, he didn't need to look back to know what happened...but there was nothing he could do.

When the old man surnamed Qiao was in front of him, he could stand up and uphold justice, but now he can't save his own life, and the mud bodhisattva crossing the river can't protect himself, so how can he care about others?

He didn't dare to look back, for fear that after looking back, he couldn't bear it, and would develop a knot in his heart...

While he was gritting his teeth and rushing forward.

A familiar figure ran against the fleeing crowd, and rushed towards the frosty whirlwind behind him at such a speed that Hu Han was surprised even when he saw it.

"The speed is so fast, it must be the warrior above me..." This thought crossed his mind, and suddenly his eyes widened:

"That person seems to be..."

He couldn't help but look back.

However, they saw an old figure, shrouded in a mass of blood-colored aura, bursting out at speed, more and more people came out, opened their arms, and faced the aftermath of the frosty whirlwind with flesh and blood.

This is an old man. His figure looks thin, but his open arms are like a big eagle protecting a calf, protecting several people behind him who are about to be swept into the whirlwind.

Almost instantly.

The twin swords in the whirlwind cut through his whole body, and blood gushed out.

Before the blood dripped onto the ground, it had already solidified into frost.

The sound of icing cracking and cracking kept ringing.

Not only the blood, but his whole body was frozen into an ice sculpture.

The old man maintained the posture with his arms outstretched, leaving a back view for everyone, standing there, lifelike, like a sculpture.

"This person... isn't that Qiao Shuanglin?"

Hu Han's eyes widened as if he had been shocked by an electric shock.

Even he, the dragon-clawed hero of Zhongzhou, was too busy to take care of himself just now and could only run for his life, for fear that he would miss his own life because of saving others, but this old man who is suspected of being a frivolous young woman on the street can sacrifice himself for others?

He looked intently, and saw that among the few people guarded by the old man, one or two of them had slightly familiar faces, and they were one of the onlookers who surrounded Qiao Shuanglin to accuse them...

At this moment, like Hu Han, his expression was frozen in shock, and it was obvious that he had received a huge shock in his heart.

"What are you doing in a daze? Run quickly." Hu Han shouted abruptly, telling the three or four people who were frightened to run for their lives.

And he stood still in the same place, and there seemed to be a tide in his heart...

"Without saying a word, you risked your own life for the lives of others?" He murmured:

"And among the people he protected, there are actually people who have slandered him?"

"Is there really a hero in this world who sacrifices himself for others and repays evil with virtue?" Hu Han muttered to himself.

He couldn't read it, but he was shocked.

"And how could this kind of hero act like a frivolous woman in the street?"

What shocked him even more was what was yet to come.

Just when he felt awe in his heart and decided to burn a stick of incense to Qiao Shuanglin to pay homage to the dead soul after he escaped from birth.

There was a sudden crackling sound.

A crack appeared on the ice of the human figure, and then expanded rapidly, densely packed in a large area.

"The demon disintegrates!"

The thick internal energy burst out from the body, and the blood-colored energy came out through the body. Qiao Shu broke free from the ice sculpture abruptly, and the energy and blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling.

"What kind of repayment for grievances? Don't be so sentimental, child." The old man still turned his back to him, without even looking at them, talking old-fashioned.

"I came forward, not for your praise or admiration, so I don't care if you admire me or slander me... Don't think that I will die for such a shallow reason."

Qiao Mu's eyes were bright, and he clenched his fists.

He understood a truth very early on, it is easier to kill than to save.

If you want to kill Wan Ronghua, do you still need to rely on the power of a stranger?die laughing.

Although Qiao Mu likes to show himself to others, and he likes to listen to others bragging about his awesomeness when he's done, he didn't die to pretend to be tough, but to pretend to be tough while he was dying. These are two different things.

"There has always been only one reason for me to take the initiative to die when I obviously don't have to die."

"Because there are so many injustices in this world." Qiao Mu raised his head and squinted his eyes at the two Taoists who were fighting in the sky.

"And they just happened to meet me."

Chapter 160 Chapter 154 He can obviously live

Stop being sentimental, child.

If he is so old-fashioned, relying on the old to sell the old, if it were someone else, Hu Han, with his violent temper, would not be able to help but blow the opponent's head off.

After all, Hu Han is already a middle-aged man over forty years old. In the Yan Dynasty, people of his age may have grandchildren.

Regardless of seniority, experience, or status in the world, he is no longer a small character.

But the person who said this was Qiao Shuanglin.

An old man in his nineties.

Age is not the most important thing. In this world, there are many people who are not respected by old people. If you want to make Hu Han respect you just because of your age, that is impossible.

Not only is Qiao Shuanglin over ninety years old, he was just now regarded as an old pervert who was going to hold him down in the street, and when the well-known chivalrous Hu Han was running away, regardless of past suspicions, he repaid his hatred with virtue, and rescued several people who were almost swept away by the aftermath of the fight. passers-by.

Such behavior, such a character, calling him a child condescendingly, so what?

Hu Han didn't feel humiliated.

On the contrary, he even felt ashamed.

What's shameful is that he acted out of righteousness, and in the end he almost framed such an old man and ruined his reputation.

What is ashamed is that when he was in danger, he only cared about running for his own life, but the old man who was almost framed by him just now stepped forward to save others --- he only cared about running for his own life. This is actually human nature. It doesn't seem to be wrong.

The mud bodhisattva can't protect himself when crossing the river. When he is in danger, he can't take care of himself. How can he take care of others?

His actions cannot be miscalculated, perhaps no one can blame him...except for those who sacrifice themselves to save others.

However, Qiao Shuanglin didn't condescendingly accuse him of not saving others, but Hu Han felt ashamed when he compared the other party with himself, and felt that he was a little shorter out of thin air.

No matter in which era, no matter in which world, people who can sacrifice themselves to save others in times of crisis are rare and rare, and they will definitely be respected by others.

This was true of the Qiao family in the past, and so was Qiao Shuanglin, whose reputation in the imperial capital was almost tarnished.

"Old Mr. Qiao repays grievances with kindness, Gao Yi!" He clasped his fists at the old man with his back turned, and saluted solemnly.

Regardless of whether the old man repays grievances with virtue, or has other thoughts, no one can criticize such behavior, because Hu Han, who claims to be a hero, can't do it either.

"Roll, don't be hypocritical here! It's better to roll away if you have this time." Qiao Mu waved his hand impatiently, he didn't stop at all, his body was like a big bird once again passing by, this time he once again used flesh and blood The chest of his body was blocked in front of several fleeing civilians.

Qiao Mu didn't think he was repaying good for bad.

Because saving people and holding grudges are not contradictory.

He doesn't have that much time to spare. At this moment of race against time, he has to carefully identify how many people in the crowd insulted him just now, and then choose to leave him alone or something...

It does not matter.

Qiao Mu didn't retaliate with kindness, he was a very kind person to his friends, he would record his close friends in a small notebook in his heart, and after his death, he would visit them one by one and send them on their way.

As long as Qiao Shuanglin died in the game, Qiao Mu could re-enter the game as an outsider to break the game.

"Don't whitewash, don't be moved blindly, because when this matter is over, I will personally report to the people behind the scene."

A thought flashed in Qiao Mu's mind, and his figure flitted across the entrance of the vegetable market.

The whirlwind of frost created by the cultivators was invisible, and Qiao Mu didn't know how to resist it, so he could only block it with his flesh and blood.

And the price for doing so was that his hard work was easily torn open, wounds were cut open, and a layer of light frost had formed before the blood flowed.

It is a very inefficient way to use flesh and blood to block.

After all, Qiao Mu's body is not a high wall, how can it stop the cold current and whirlwind?

He could only save some people, but more people were helplessly engulfed by the cold current, and their bodies were quickly frosted and frozen, and then shattered into ice slag under the wind blade.

"It's easy to kill and hard to save, so it's better to solve the problem from the source..."

He looked up into the sky.

The two rainbow lights, one on the left and one on the right, collided rapidly, and every time they collided, a torrent of cold air swept out.

Daoxu was clearly on fire, she was all focused on suppressing her junior, and didn't care much about the casualties at Caishikou.

Zongmen's punishment is a matter for the future, and now the matter has become a big mess, and the Zongmen's punishment will come if you don't stop, so it's better to let it go.

Daozhen and Daoxu's cultivation bases were originally equal, but now that Daoxu has acquired a powerful new magic weapon, and is using it with all his strength, naturally Daozhen is at a disadvantage and is on the defensive.

In the wind.

Qiao Mu stretched out his hand and grabbed a pole that was blown to his side.

Holding the pole in one hand, he took a deep breath, and the surging inner strength suddenly exploded along his arm, and he swung his arm high into the sky.

call out!

This pole pierced the sky like a javelin, and rushed towards Daoxu in the sky.

It's just that before touching the body of Dao Xu, it was already frosted and frozen in the air, and then shattered into ice slag in the wind.

It's just that this attack caught the attention of Dao Xu.

She looked down in the air, her eyes were slightly cold, and she was obviously displeased.

"Where did the mortal come from?"

She noticed the action of the mortal below to save people, but she didn't care, Dao Xu's attention was basically on her junior brother.

And Qiao Mu ignored her.

He just wanted to attract the attention of these two immortal cultivators.

"Daozhen." He shouted loudly:

"You don't want this matter to be too big, and it won't end in the end, do you? How about I help you get rid of this crazy woman?"

Qiao Mu killed the third-rank kung fu sword ghost with ease, but now he set his target on Dao Xu in the air.

This tone is naturally very loud.

Even Hu Han, who had fled to a distance before, couldn't help but look back at Qiao Mu, his heart was shaken.

Now that martial saints are dying tragically, are there still martial artists who are not afraid of death, challenging strangers?

The aftermath of the fight between the two swept the entire Caishikou, freezing Qiao Mu's body repeatedly, and he had to break out of the sky demon to break free.Anyone with eyes can see the difference in strength between the two.

And his such a loud tone can only anger that Daoxu.

"Old Qiao, you still say that you don't repay grievances with virtue?" Hu Han's heart was shocked;

"This is clearly knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, and he prefers to travel to the mountains. He wants to use his own life to delay time in exchange for time for others to escape."

"This is Caishikou in the imperial capital. Presumably the fighting between the two monks of the Daoist sect will not last long. Before long, people from the immortal sect should come to stop it."

"As for Mr. Qiao, he has profound skills, and the aftermath of the fight between the two cannot endanger his life... He obviously doesn't have to die."

Chapter 161 Chapter 155 The Death of Qiao Shuanglin (3k

Crazy woman?

As soon as these words were uttered, the whirlwind enveloping Caishikou froze for a moment, and became silent for a while, like the sky before the storm.

Immortal cultivators regard ordinary warriors as ants and mayflies.

And Qiao Mu also spoke rudely, directly calling her a crazy woman.

"The lives of ordinary people are short and fragile, like grass and mayflies, but there are always some fools who despise their own lives for living too long." Dao Xu's voice was cold.

"Ordinary people's lives are indeed worthless, but even ordinary people have the tenacity of ordinary people." Daozhen's eyes lit up, and his reaction was completely different from Daoxu's.

And this is actually in line with Qiao Mu's expectations.

He didn't really intend to join forces with Do-jin.

Both Daozhen and Daoxu are obviously disciples of Daozong, and they are their own people.