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

"Qiao Sen is a man who hates evil like a vengeful, and has a strong temperament, but he is easy to break in his past... That's why I recommended him to go to Heyang Fucheng to meet that Shen Qinghe."

"I don't want to recommend him to be an official in Fucheng, but I want him to be a quick catcher, to sharpen his overly stubborn temper."

"Qiao Sen's physical strength is almost gone now, and his strength is limited. It is impossible to recover in ten or eight years."

"Let him see the dirty things in this prefecture more often. At this time, his strength is low, and seeing things that he can't change, he can only bear it... After all, he is not a young man like Qiao Lin. .”

"In order to kill Guo Yan, Qiao Sen paid a heavy price. He may not realize it now, but the bitter fruit of the severe damage to his meridians will be something he will chew repeatedly in the next ten years."

"After ten or eight years, when his strength is recovering, he should have understood the truth of toughness and fragility, and it will not be too late to recruit at that time."

"Ten years? Isn't that too long?" Zhang Kui was speechless.

Wang Songhe laughed dumbfounded:

"What do you think we bandits are doing?"

"If you want to make enemies with the Great Yan Dynasty and other people, you can't do it overnight. If you don't have the heart that has been dormant for ten years, how can you talk about changing the world and breaking through those many mountains?"

"Let's just wait quietly." Wang Songhe narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the direction where Qiao Mu's figure disappeared, his eyes full of expectation:

"Brother Johnson."

"Ten years later, when you break through and stand up again, and return to the seventh rank, then we may be able to plan big things together."

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boom!

Qiao Mu burst out his inner strength with a punch, and broke a tree with a thin head in the mountain forest with a punch.

"Okay! Your strength has recovered. The sick and weak body just now is really uncomfortable."

Qiao Mu felt the surging power in his body and was satisfied.

Consciousness sank into the heart sea, and the longevity lock in the heart sea was still glowing faintly.

The situation this time is different from the last time he was put to death by Wang Songhe.

"Qiao Sen" who assassinated Guo Yan, the lord of Yancheng City, did not die.

Since "Josen" is not dead, the death evaluation cannot be settled, so it is still in the stage of stacking BUFF.

Qiao Mu's consciousness returned to the present.

His seriously injured body just now was already lying on the ground seven or eight meters away, being eaten by a gray wolf.

Qiao Mu has no taboos about his own corpse.

He even wished that the wild wolf would hurry up and destroy his corpse.

After leaving the bandit's stronghold, Qiao Mu committed suicide with all his heart, so he subconsciously came to the mountain where he jumped off the cliff and committed suicide.

Only this time, before going up the mountain, he encountered a strange gray wolf.

This gray wolf is very strange, it looks like a husky, it is obviously a wild wolf, but it is fat and sensual, and it is not afraid at all when it sees Qiao Mu, so it runs over and licks Qiao Mu's hand.

"What dog licking?" At first, Qiao Mu thought he had encountered a wolf husky, but the gray wolf stopped after licking it, and gave him a hard bite.

At that time, even though Qiao Mu's injuries hadn't fully healed, and his internal energy was not strong, he was not something a wolf could bully, so he beat the gray wolf severely on the spot.

What's even more weird is that the gray wolf was beaten by Qiao Mu, and he looked like he had seen a ghost.

It's as if Qiao Mu was bitten by it, and it would resist. It's an incredible thing.

After regaining his senses, Qiao Mu did not kill this silly wolf.

He suddenly remembered the story of the Buddha who sacrificed his life to feed an eagle, so he waved his hand to the gray wolf to come and eat for himself. At the same time, he inserted his fingers into his temples with all his inner strength, and ended his life.

Evaluation of this death: D (sacrificed to feed wolves)

Lifespan consumed by death: 1 years

Remaining resurrections this week: 4/5

Current age: 44

Skills: slightly

Variety of Flesh and Flesh (Entry) Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu (Entry)

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"So sacrificing one's life to feed wolves is also considered a D-level evaluation?"

Qiao Mu is in a good mood.

He had just finished looking inside his dantian, and found that the sea of ​​energy in his dantian had swelled a circle. At this time, he had broken through to rank six.

After experiencing the assassination of the city lord Guo Yan, Qiao Mu worked hard and practiced hard day and night for a year, and finally made a breakthrough and advanced to the sixth rank, which is very reasonable.

Not only that, during this year, Qiao Mu also took the time to practice "Flesh and Blood", and at the age of 43, he quickly learned the Wudang Town School's unique pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu.

"This stupid wolf is my lucky star. I didn't expect to meet a wolf at random, and it would be considered a D-level evaluation, and both of them got started with two kinds of martial arts that I just got."

After breaking through to the sixth rank, Qiao Mu was in a good mood, and turned around and left without killing the wolf that ate his corpse.

After only two steps, the wolf who had eaten the corpse followed up, wagging its tail as it walked, and when Qiao Mu looked over, he stuck out his tongue excitedly and rolled on the ground showing his belly.

Qiao Mu casually stretched out his hand and licked the gray wolf twice, but the wolf immediately licked Qiao Mu's hand violently.

"Go away. I don't have so many corpses for you to eat." Qiao Mu pressed the wolf's mouth, ignored him, and walked on his own way.

Qiao Mu ignored him and hurried on his way.

In addition to giving him a letter of recommendation, Wang Songhe also told him the route to Heyang Fucheng.

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a few days later.

Qiao Mu traveled all the way through mountains and rivers, and finally arrived at Heyang Fucheng.

There was nothing wrong with this journey, except that there was a stupid wolf who looked like Erha following him from a distance.

Heyangfu City is the largest city in the vicinity, it is quite prosperous and full of tourists, it is far from comparable to Yancheng City which has experienced famine.

Qiao Mu didn't have much in mind to play, after a brief rest at the inn, he followed what Wang Songhe said before, and went to the mansion of his old friend Shen Qinghe.

Shen Qinghe is not a high official.

He is a civil servant of the seventh rank, and he is in charge of pushing the prison lawsuit in the Heyang Mansion.

If the seventh-rank official was placed in Yancheng, he would naturally be no ordinary person, only one or two levels worse than Guo Yan.But in Heyang Fucheng, he can only be regarded as a seventh-rank sesame official.

The magistrate is a fourth-rank official position, a proper local official, equivalent to a modern mayor.

Shen Qinghe is only a seventh-rank sesame official, and his mansion is located in the west of Fucheng City, which is not too big.

According to what Wang Songhe said, Qiao Mu took some time to find Shen Qinghe's mansion, and handed Wang Songhe a letter of recommendation.

"Is there another letter? Well, I will show it to the master, and you will wait outside the house first."

The housekeeper in the mansion received the letter with a half smile on his face, and stared at Qiao Mu several times before turning and leaving.

Although their master Shen Qinghe is only a seventh-rank sesame official, who doesn't know that Shen Qinghe has a stinky and hard-tempered temper, and he is hard-working, and he would never go through the back door, otherwise how could he be pushed to the end and be demoted to this Heyang? Fucheng as a sesame official?

"Master, here is a letter, saying that it is an old acquaintance of yours, who wants to recommend an acquaintance to come to you." The housekeeper said respectfully.

"Heh. I, Shen Qinghe, are strong and strong, who doesn't have eyes, and came to me through the back door?"

Shen Qinghe was a thin middle-aged man with a short beard, his eyes were piercing, and he was quite airy.

"Then shall I return this letter of recommendation?" the butler asked again.

"No hurry. Let me take a good look at which old acquaintance is close to me, the dog is so brave..."

Shen Qinghe opened the letter with a sneer, glanced casually, and then his expression changed slightly.

He put down the letter, walked out of the door, and welcomed Qiao Mu in.

"It's really Wang...Wang Songhe recommended you?"

Shen Qinghe didn't talk much, while reading the letter, he carefully looked at Qiao Mu from head to toe, frowning into a ball.

The letter said...he recommended this person, with a straight personality, jealous of evil, and a martial artist with an extraordinary heart.It's just that he was seriously injured recently, and his strength is not one in ten.

Wang Songhe hoped that this person could serve as a small policeman in this prefecture, so as to sharpen his temper...

Shen Qinghe frowned.

Just looking at this letter, there seems to be no problem, and the logic is very smooth.

But combined with the person Qiao Mu in front of him, the problem is even bigger.

"This person is seriously injured, so there is no one in ten of his strength?" Shen Qinghe frowned further:

"There is no one in strength, and he is still a sixth-rank warrior? Then how strong was he before he was injured? And let a sixth-rank warrior be a mere police officer?"

Shen Qinghe was already in a mess.

Chapter 65 Chapter 61 Great Yan Emperor (3k)

Shen Qinghe looked at the tree in front of him, his brows gradually furrowed.

Before entering Fucheng, Qiao Mu had already changed her appearance with simple makeup according to the method of disguise in "Flesh and Blood".

It's just simple eyebrow trimming, hair binding, and shaving, and the whole person looks very different from before.

After all, Qiao Mu assassinated the city lord of Yancheng in the street of Yancheng, and left behind the words "The murderer Qiao Jia Qiaosen".

His appearance, his name, had already been exposed at that time.

If you don't dress up in disguise, you won't even be able to enter this Heyang Fucheng.

Although it is not a bad thing to be arrested and imprisoned, and then sentenced to death.

But such a simple death is not good enough.

Now that the BUFF has been stacked, what Qiao Mu pursues is vigorous and high-quality death.

If the Ouroboros Longevity Lock in his mind is a big brother, then Qiao Mu is an actor, trying to figure out how to make "Qiao Sen" die well.

This is the best way to monetize chips.

and so.

Qiao Mu who entered Yancheng should not bear the name and face of "Qiao Sen", but should be another person.

"Jopiff? This name is unheard of... But since Master Wang praised this person quite a lot in the letter, then he must not be someone in the pond." Shen Qinghe frowned deeply, thinking so in his heart.

"He looks full of energy, full of energy and blood. He is obviously a successful sixth-rank martial artist, but Master Wang said that he has been seriously injured, and his strength is not even one out of ten?"

"Of course Master Wang won't lie to me, but he hasn't seen me for many years, and now he won't force someone like me, he must have some deep meaning..."

First of all, the content of the recommendation letter is not wrong. Wang Songhe's logic is very smooth, and it doesn't seem to be lying to him.

Continuing to guess under this certain premise, Shen Qinghe gradually had an idea.

"It seems that the injury on Jopiff's body may not be a physical injury...Could it be that the soul is damaged?" Shen Qinghe gradually figured it out:

"Immortal Dao emphasizes the soul, while martial arts emphasizes the body. If this person's soul is damaged, it is likely that the injury was in the hands of the immortal cultivator."

Shen Qinghe can still see whether the body is damaged or not, but Shen Qinghe doesn't have the vision to see if there is a problem with the soul.

He could only speculate that Qiaopifu had no physical injuries, but Wang Songhe would not lie to him, so it was obvious that his soul was injured.

"In this way, it makes sense." Shen Qinghe's frowning brows gradually relaxed:

"The damage to the soul is no small matter, so it is normal to have one out of ten strengths, but it does take a long time to heal the damage to the soul, and it is reasonable to grind one's mind for ten or eight years."

Shen Qinghe has already straightened out his thoughts.

This Qiaopifu seems to be a high-quality martial artist who was injured by an immortal cultivator.

It is indeed not easy for a high-quality martial artist who dares to fight against the immortal cultivator, so his soul is damaged.It's no wonder that Wang Songhe attaches so much importance to him. After not contacting him for many years, he specially wrote a letter to recommend Qiaopifu to come.

It's just that even if Jopiff's mind and soul are damaged, he is still a sixth-rank martial artist.

If a sixth-rank martial artist serves the imperial court and joins the army, he can easily become a nominal sixth-rank martial official. Isn't this better than some prefectural arresters?

Doesn't seem to make sense here?Is he thinking wrong?

"Jopiff?" Shen Qinghe poured tea while trying to find out about Qiao Mu:

"Of course I want to give Mr. Wang face. But you have to tell me the truth, after all, how capable you are and how great an official you are."