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

"I had a drink with the boss two days ago." Lao Huang and the others could only bite the bullet and say.

Qiao Canxue's expression relaxed slightly:

"Then come in and talk."

In the past few days, Lao Huang and others hang out with Qiao Mu and let him practice the iron crotch kung fu, she also understands this matter somewhat.

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

Mr. Guo didn't speak, and 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 her head sharply, and said doubtfully:

"What... are you carrying?"

"It's not a door-to-door. You can't come here empty-handed. It's just a small gift." Mr. Guo prevaricated with a smile.

These coffin-carrying servants are basically warriors in the strength training stage, and they still have strength of a few hundred catties. Carrying the coffin is not too heavy for them, and the footsteps are not heavy, so even if Qiao Canxue's hearing is keen, she doesn't They didn't realize that they were carrying heavy objects like coffins.

"It's already here, what gift do you bring?" Qiao Canxue was polite, and went back to the house with her blind stick in her hand to make tea.

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

Because of the previous famine, all the valuable furniture in the vacant house had long since disappeared, leaving only some worthless items that could not be taken away, such as the stone table used as a coffee table in the courtyard.

There was no furniture in this room, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that the house was bare. This scene fell in the eyes of Lao Huang and others, and it also made them sigh.

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

The people in the yard just stood there quietly without making a sound, and there was a coffin lying beside it, the scene was a bit weird.

Mr. Guo watched Qiao Canxue with great interest, boiling water and making tea.

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

"Oh, you ask this. Yesterday the Yancheng army went out to suppress the bandits, and Qiao Mu led the way and rushed into the bandits alone..." Mr. Guo said slowly, took a sip of the cup of tea on the table, His brows frowned directly into the word Chuan.

The son of the city lord is not used to drinking this kind of rough tea.

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

Qiao Canxue saw that Mr. Guo only spoke half of what he said, and waited for a long time without further words, so she had to ask:

"He rushed into the group of bandits, and then?"

"Then he broke through before the battle and developed his inner strength." Mr. Guo rested his chin on one hand and looked at the expression on Qiao Canxue's face unscrupulously. Sure enough, he was greatly relieved to see her.

This young master of the city... Lao Huang and others stood behind the crowd, their eyes twitching.

Lao Huang is very aware of Mr. Guo's temperament, just like the last time he robbed people in the street and insulted the couple of ninth-rank swordsmen, this Mr. Guo used words to run on the other party repeatedly on the horse, causing them to be in chaos and lose their minds.

This trip to the door was obviously to torment the blind girl.

"It's a pity that there are too many bandits..." Mr. Guo sighed:

"There are thousands of people! With such a huge number, even inner strength fighters have no chance of winning, ten deaths and no life!"

Qiao Canxue didn't speak, she leaned forward slightly while sitting on the stone bench, showing an appearance of listening.

Mr. Guo continued: "Then Qiao Mu's internal energy suddenly rose sharply. It is said that he used some kind of secret method to kill seven in and seven out of the bandits all at once. The bandits fled in shock, and he also got Precious breathing time..."

He described Qiao Mu's bravery in a big way, no matter how exaggerated he was.

Did you use the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa... Qiao Canxue secretly nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

Before Qiao Mu went to the City Lord's Mansion, she specially taught him the secret method of explosion, in order to be able to explode his potential and survive in a critical moment.

The so-called disintegration of the celestial demon is a secret method of survival in death. Once used, even if you are not dead, your meridians will be greatly damaged, and your blood will drop.

After using the Heavenly Demon to disintegrate, it basically means cutting off the future.

Qiao Canxue and Qiao Mu were originally in a pure transactional relationship, she provided exercises, and Qiao Mu was responsible for avenging him.

Therefore, teaching this secret method is not in line with the goal of revenge—even if Qiao Mu survives, he will not be able to take revenge after using the method of disintegrating the demon.

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

Now it seems that she has the foresight. This day, the method of disintegrating the demon will really come in handy.

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

"Then what then? After the disintegration of the demon?" Qiao Canxue asked again.

Mr. Guo didn't answer right away, but picked up the teacup, drank it slowly, and then looked at Qiao Canxue.

"Then?"

"Then it's gone." Mr. Guo spread his hands, and a smile gradually appeared on his face: "The person is gone."

He stopped acting, he had a showdown.

PS: Then there are two more chapters.

Chapter 30 Chapter 29

"Gone?"

Qiao Canxue was slightly taken aback.

"What do you mean by saying no more?" A bad premonition rose in her heart, and she 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 entire courtyard.

The gray-clothed old man closed his eyes and meditated. As a seventh-rank martial artist, his status in the city lord's mansion was not low. Although he obeyed the orders of the city lord to protect the life of the city lord, he was not interested in paying attention to this farce.

Mr. Guo didn't say anything, just a silent smile on his face.

"No more. Didn't you understand?" Mr. Guo smiled and saw:

"It's just that people are gone."

Mr. Guo stood up and walked step by step towards the coffin containing Qiao Mu's body.

He smiled and said, "Brother Qiao Mu is no match for those bandits at all. His internal strength soon exhausted and his strength was exhausted. In the end, he was hacked to death by those bandits. His body was completely out of shape."

"So, no one is there."

Lao Huang's breathing was slightly rough, he looked at Qiao Canxue and hesitated to speak.

The monk next to him was a little more impulsive than him. Veins suddenly appeared on the monk's forehead, and he muttered to himself: "Too much deceit..."

It's just that Lao Huang held him quietly at this time.

"Monk, don't be impulsive, we have nothing to do with Mr. Guo." He pouted in the direction of Qiao Mu's coffin:

"The boss was the toughest back then, and he was the only one who dared to hate Mr. Guo, but now he's lying there."

Mr. Guo was still talking there, and when he mentioned rising, Mr. Guo kicked the coffin lid away, and a strong smell of blood immediately escaped.

"Come."

"You are Qiao Mu's family member. Come here and find out if this corpse is Qiao Mu? After all, his death was so tragic that we couldn't recognize him. We can only rely on guesswork."

Qiao Canxue didn't speak, her face paled slightly, and she took half a step back.

"No -----" Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Mr. Guo dancing:

"Are you trying to say..."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Mr. Guo's voice was mixed with three points of surprise, three points of suspicion and four points of grief.

"This is fake, the corpse is fake, the coffin is fake, and so am I! It's all fake!"

"Actually, Qiao Mu isn't dead at all. He'll come back intact in a while."

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

"Will you feel better if I say that?"

Qiao Canxue was silent, she unconsciously clenched the blind stick tightly in her hand, the knuckles of her fingers were turning white.

My heart was in a mess.

Outsiders only know that she and Qiao Mu depend on each other for life, that they are siblings or siblings.

In fact, she knew that she was the only orphan of the Qiao family, Qiao Mu was just an outsider, and the two were not related by blood.

It is the outsiders who have no blood relationship that make all this more precious.

After the Qiao family was wiped out, Qiao Canxue was reduced from a child of a rich family to a worthless child overnight, and she was used to the cruelty of the world.

The other powerful and powerful families who had close contacts with Qiao's family in the past avoided her, for fear of offending Wu Shengren.

And walking in this troubled world as a blind woman, how many miserable things have I seen?

The couple of swordsmen turned against each other under the pressure of Mr. Guo, but Qiao Mu went to investigate the matter of the city lord because of her, and fell into the huge net of the city lord, and died tragically because of it...

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

Mr. Guo has been looking closely at Qiao Canxue's reaction. Seeing that she has not spoken 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, with a low voice:

"My ancestors of the Qiao family taught me never to show weakness to the enemy."

“…”

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

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

Did she guess that he was here for a joke, so she acted so ruthlessly on purpose?

"It's boring, you are as tough as that dead man, didn't you just force me to be tough?"

"Since you are blind and cannot see the death of that person clearly, there is still a way to make you feel the same way."

Mr. Guo's expression darkened. The behavior of the blind girl reminded him of the tragic death of Qiao Mu.

Qiao Mu is famous for stepping on his head. Every time Yancheng people talk about Qiao Mu, they slap him in the face.

He clapped his hands lightly, and soon a servant came up behind him. In the basket held by the servant was a soup pot filled with hot soup.

Open the lid of the pot, and a tempting fragrance comes out.

You can see a lot of spices in this pot of broth and it smells pretty good.

Mr. Guo said lightly:

"People in Yancheng are spreading rumors that Qiao Mu is a chivalrous and courageous man, with the legacy of being a chivalrous man from ancient times."

"Come and smell it, does this chivalrous soup have a special taste?"

"You--" Qiao Canxue's body couldn't help shaking.

However, Mr. Guo has ignored her reaction at this time, and just shouted:

"Come here, feed the girl soup!"

The voice fell.

Several Jia Ding immediately rushed forward behind him.

Two strong servants, one on the left and the other on the right, supported Qiao Canxue with both hands, while the other reached out to fill a bowl of soup.

However, the monk behind the crowd suddenly froze.

He suddenly discovered that Lao Huang beside him had disappeared at some point.

Looking up, Lao Huang had already mixed in with those servants at some point?

"Old Huang?"

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

His appearance of eating was ugly, he devoured like a starved ghost reincarnated, for fear of being robbed by others.

While drinking, he smiled flatteringly at Mr. Guo, grinning and showing his ugly big yellow teeth: "Master, this soup is really delicious."

Mr. Guo's face gradually darkened.

"Does something like a dog dare to grab food?" He stepped forward and kicked it away.