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

"I like money too, who doesn't like money?"

Fang Fang panted heavily, and she still had one breath left. Watching Fang Yuan snatch her jewelry, she unconsciously stretched out her trembling hand to grab Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan's eyes turned cold, and he let go of his tightly clenched hands.

Even though the gold and silver jewelry in his hands rolled down on the ground, with the sound of clanging, they fell into the stinky ditch next to him.

Fang Fang's eyes widened, only to hear her elder brother who was already a bit unfamiliar say:

"But in life, it's meaningless to talk about money. There must be something more important than money."

He stood up and looked at the blood and mud mixed with gold, silver and property all over the place. He didn't go to take it, but just turned around and left.

These things came from Wan's family, and they also came from Fang Fang. He didn't take them because he thought they were dirty.

When he reached the corner of the alley, he couldn't help turning his head again, and glanced at Fang Fang's body, which had lost all vitality.

"Now, I have no family."

..........

After half an hour.

Fang Yuan was alone, and returned to the courtyard of the Fang family's old house.

The night wind picked up again, and the shadows of the trees whirled. He sat cross-legged under the tree, looked at the shadows of the trees shaking on the wall, and looked down at his blood-stained palms, feeling a little absent-minded.

All dead, all dead, only he was left alive.

In addition to his whole family, there were even two elders of Qiao's family who died because of this incident, Qiao Shuanglin and Qiao Senlin.

The latter, Fang Yuan, didn't have much contact with him, so he was very unfamiliar.

Because he was afraid that this old man who was a little older than Qiao Shuanglin, but also a warm-hearted old man like Qiao Shuanglin, would be involved in that Wan Ronghua matter again.

It's just that things didn't go as he expected, Qiao Senlin still died.

When he was helpless, someone held the umbrella for him, which gave him a fleeting hope, and not long after, the person who held the umbrella for him also died.

It is clear that the great revenge will be avenged, but at this moment, his heart seems to be empty, very empty.

There is no need to look for the younger sister, because the younger sister has already died in his hands.

There is no need for revenge, because Wan Ronghua and Sword Demon also died at the hands of the old man of the Qiao family.

At this moment, he was only at a loss.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, practiced kung fu over and over again, and practiced the "Sumeru King Sutra". Without knowing the passage of time, the east gradually turned pale.

The sky is getting brighter, and the sun is rising, dyeing the clouds with a layer of gold, and then gradually illuminating the sky.

Fang Yuan opened her eyes, but the depression in her heart faded a little bit.

Let's live, we have to find some excuses and direction for ourselves.

When looking at the rising sun, although the emptiness in his heart was still there, occasionally the back of an old man who was not generous flashed across.

"It would be great if I was also from Joe's family."

Fang was not his original surname. Fang Yuan's biological father was actually named Qiao, but he was just an ordinary family with no background.

Fang Yuan lowered her head, looking at the blood that was still dry on her hands.

"Even if there is blood on my hands, even if I will be cast aside and stigmatized by the world... I want to try to hold an umbrella for others, what is it like?"

He didn't want to be a righteous and dignified hero in the world, he didn't have that kind of ambition.

It's just that Qiao's family used to hold umbrellas for him in the past, so he thought...if he also becomes a person who holds umbrellas for others, maybe the depression and emptiness in his heart will fade a little bit, right?

The morning light illuminated the sky, and the sound of cock crowing came from outside the courtyard. Fang Yuan sat on the ground and continued to practice silently.

..................

Two hours ago, it was still dark.

Qiao Mu had already got rid of the pursuers, and made up his mind to rush towards Caishikou.

Evaluation of this death: C (You are dead, but the powerful and wealthy will start to regard you as a taboo that is not easy to provoke)

Life consumed by death: 5 (2.5*2) years

Remaining resurrections this week: 3/5

Current age: 108

Vitality: 41%

Skill: slightly

Broken Void Finger (Small Success)

One death, another five years of penance.

Memories suddenly seemed like a dream. In Qiao Mu's memory, he practiced hard day and night, dripping sweat on the ground. Having tasted the sweetness of "Broken Xu Zhi", he continued to practice hard, and finally practiced Broken Xu Zhi to the level of Xiaocheng.

Today, his ability to control the inner strength is also stronger, he can make the inner strength more condensed, and further extend the attack distance of the broken virtual finger to ten meters away.

Returning to reality, Qiao Mu passed by the entrance of the vegetable market, and finally stood on the eaves, his eyes fixed on Qiao Zhong's head stuck on the stake.

Qiao Shuanglin, who had been rehabilitated, didn't say anything.

Qiao Zhong was regarded as rebellious by Emperor Yonghe, and Caishikou beheaded him for many days, and even specially embalmed it to let the head dry for a longer time, so that it would rot later.

Qiao Mu is a person who has no taboos, and has no taboos about corpses.

Even if Qiao Zhong's head continued to be displayed at the entrance of the vegetable market for half a month, he would not be unhappy.

But since the revenge of the Qiao family is set up here, he has to come to Caishikou to take away the head of Qiao Zhong, the "children of the family".

It was just when Qiao Mu was about to act.

A ray of rainbow light descended from the sky and stood still in mid-air. It was Daozhen, the disciple of Daoist sect.

"Okay, it seems that the character set of the Qiao family is full of staunch warriors, and it won't collapse. Even this Taoist knows that I will come to Caishikou to pick up the head."

Qiao Mu had no choice but to stretch his muscles and bones at the same time, and put his hand on the scabbard at his waist.

"Old Qiao, don't be in a hurry." Daozhen smiled and spread his hands, indicating that he had no intention of doing anything.

Do-jin is very curious about the Qiao family.

At the beginning, he was just interested, doing whatever he wanted, observing the extraordinary minded people among ordinary people.

Like Qiao's family, like Hai Wuya in the sky prison, and like Qin Shiqing who killed his wife to testify, they are all extraordinary in his eyes, and they are all worthy of careful observation.

It was only after several failed attempts to restrain the soul that he noticed something was wrong.

Naturally, the soul arrest technique cannot be hit every time, and there is indeed a possibility of failure.

But after failing three times in a row, he had an even more interesting idea.

"Don't rush to do it. It is meaningless for you to die by my hands. You Qiao family deserves a more meaningful death." He smiled:

"If you have the guts, why don't I come and show you a vigorous dead end?"

Qiao Mu blinked his eyes, and his interest suddenly became stronger, but he still sneered:

"Why, don't you want to say, let me break into the palace at night?"

"What do I fight for, what do I die for, and what does it have to do with you?"

He couldn't guess Daozhen's mind, he just subconsciously questioned him, and didn't want to follow the path pointed out by the other party.

God knows what plans this person has in mind?

"Break into the palace at night? It sounds interesting." Daozhen really thought about it seriously:

"If you really want to break into the palace at night, then it's not impossible, I can also show you the way."

"This is also a way to die, but are you really willing to die like this? If you are a true hero who values ​​justice and despises life and death, you should go elsewhere."

Qiao Mu frowned. This immortal cultivator seems to be using aggressive methods?

He guessed that as a member of Qiao's family, he was not afraid of life and death, so he was going to use something to lure him?

"Let's hear it?" he asked.

"40 years ago, there was another hidden story behind the alien war that shook Kyushu." Daozhen said with a smile:

"People in the world only know that the Yan Dynasty's [-] elite army was wiped out, and only Wu Shengren survived, but they don't know that it's just a hoax."

"If I say, there are other survivors among the [-] elites, and they are still fighting in the hinterland of Xianmen?"

"The Qiao family has always valued righteousness over life and death. If you are a real hero, would you dare to visit the place where you must die and meet the remnants of the old army who have resisted until now?"

Daozhen rested his chin in one hand, carefully observing Qiao Mu's expression.

Although the Qiao family has already gained a reputation, the family's reputation cannot represent a person's character, so he asked this question.

Chapter 178 Chapter 172 No. 3 in the world above Wu Shengren ([-]k

"Really? I don't believe it."

Qiao Mu really didn't believe what Dao Zhen said.

When talking about the alien war 40 years ago, his ears were almost callused.

"Given the strength gap between Xianmen and Dayan officers and soldiers, how can officers and soldiers guard an isolated city for 40 years?"

"Besides, I heard that after that station, the original [-] elite army was wiped out, and the area within a hundred miles was reduced to a desert where not a single blade of grass grew, and even the city could not be found at all, and it ceased to exist."

One hundred thousand officers and soldiers means one hundred thousand families.

And the battlefield location is in Zhongzhou, not some remote wasteland.

Therefore, according to common sense, in the past 40 years, many people from the court and the people should have visited that battlefield, but no survivors were found, so the result can be imagined.

And Daozhen is still very calm, and he didn't get emotional ups and downs because of Qiao Mu's questioning:

"How can a mortal with naked eyes and a mortal body be able to defeat the illusion of immortality?" He smiled and said:

"The isolated city is within a radius of tens of miles, and it is within the envelope of the Immortal Illusion Art Formation. No matter how ordinary people go, they will not be able to reach that city."

"As for why Xianmen kept those remnant soldiers for 40 years, of course they have ulterior motives."

Daozhen didn't say it clearly.

For cultivators, mortals are a kind of resource.

Not only can it provide incense, but the soul of a mortal is also a material for refining magic weapons.

Demon cultivators would sacrifice blood to a city and use the souls of mortals to refine thousands of soul banners and thousands of soul banners, but the righteous immortal sect would naturally not do it so blatantly.

The great formation covering the desert not only has the power of illusion and tracking, but also has the method of restraining souls, and the souls of the dead in the city will be absorbed into it.

Daozhen failed to restrain the souls of the Qiao family several times, so he had a different idea, wanting the Qiao family to try this fairy gate's soul-detaining array.

As for the bait he talked about moving trees...

"In the past, the remnants of the Great Yan army guarded the isolated city for 40 years, but they didn't know that the outside world had changed in the past 40 years, and even the emperor had changed, and the Taoist temples of the Nine Great Immortals had opened in every major city in Kyushu, and the Yonghe Emperor almost kowtowed to the immortals of Xuantianzong. "

"Their battle to the death is just stupid loyalty, and it doesn't make much sense. If you are a true hero who is not afraid of death, you might as well enter that lonely city, let them know the vicissitudes of the outside world, and let them have a good rest." Daozhen said:

"Of course, the big formation can only enter and not exit. Once you enter the formation, you will be trapped in it forever in this life until you die."

After hearing Daozhen's words, Qiao Mu thought about it carefully and thought it made sense.

He is not from this world, and he has no respect for the Great Yan court or the emperor.

Based on the personality of the Qiao family, if this statement is true, then he should indeed agree.

Surrounded by heavy siege, the remnant soldiers guarded the isolated city for 40 years. This sounds really incredible.

As for what is trapped in the formation, it can only enter but not exit, until death.

Qiao Mu didn't care at all.

Every time he dies and comes back to life, he actually has a choice.You can determine a resurrection point in advance, or you can resurrect in a place where there is no one around the corpse....

This is something he already knew when he was still in Yancheng.

Back then, he and Guo Yan's subordinates both died on the cliff outside the city, and then turned around and entered the city lord's mansion, using this method.

But Qiao Mu's pondering was regarded by Daozhen as hesitation.

He stretched out his hand, and a piece of yellow talisman paper appeared in his hand: