Chapter 132
The howling cold wind brought a few faint cries.
Among the voices were young girls and children, as well as middle-aged men and women.
Hu Han gritted his teeth, but did not look back.
He knew what was happening without looking back at this cry...but there was nothing he could do.
When the old man surnamed Qiao was in front of him before, he could still stand up and uphold justice. Now that his own life could not be saved, and the Ni Bodhisattva could not save himself when he crossed the river, how could he care about others?
He didn't dare to look back, for fear that after looking back, he would not be able to bear it and would have the knot of hopelessness...
Just as he gritted his teeth and rushed forward.
A familiar figure was running against the crowd of people running away. At such a speed that Hu Han was shocked when he saw it, he rushed towards the frost whirlwind that was sweeping behind him.
"Such a fast speed, it must be a warrior above me..." This thought flashed through his mind, and his eyes suddenly widened:
"That person seems to be..."
He couldn't help but look back.
But he saw an old figure, shrouded in a ball of blood-colored aura, bursting out with speed, jumping out of the crowd, opening his arms, and facing the aftermath of the frost whirlwind with his flesh and blood body.
This was an old man. His figure seemed thin, but his outstretched arms were like eagles protecting their calves, protecting several people behind him who were about to be swept up in the whirlwind.
Almost instantly.
The two swords in the whirlwind slashed his whole body, and blood spurted out.
Before the blood could even drip to the ground, it had already solidified into frost.
The sound of crackling ice kept ringing.
Not only the blood, but also his entire body was frozen into an ice sculpture.
The old man maintained his posture with his arms outstretched, leaving everyone with a back view. He stood there, lifelike, like a sculpture.
"This person...isn't that Qiao Shuanglin?"
Hu Han's eyes widened as if he had been shocked by electricity.
Even he, the Dragon Claw Hero of Zhongzhou, had no time to think about himself and could only run for his life, for fear that he would miss the opportunity to escape because of saving others, but this old man who is suspected of being a frivolous young woman on the street, can he sacrifice himself for others?
He looked intently and saw that among the people protected by the old man, one or two of them had slightly familiar faces. They were among the onlookers who had gathered around Qiao Shuanglin to accuse him...
At this moment, he was as shocked as Hu Han, and his expression was clearly shocked.
"What are you doing standing still? Run away." Hu Han suddenly shouted, telling the three or four people who were stunned to run for their lives.
And he stood there firmly, as if there were tides surging in his heart...
"Without saying a word, you risk your own life for the lives of others?" He murmured:
"And among the people he protected, there were actually people who slandered him?"
"Is there really a hero in this world who sacrifices himself for others and repays evil with kindness?" Hu Han murmured to himself.
He couldn't understand it, but he was shocked.
"And how could such a heroic man behave like a frivolous woman on the street?"
What shocked him even more was what was to come.
Just when he felt awe in his heart and decided to burn a stick of incense for Qiao Shuanglin to pay homage to the dead soul after escaping.
The sound of cracking and shattering suddenly sounded.
A crack appeared on the human-shaped ice, and then expanded rapidly, covering a large area densely.
"The demon is disintegrated!"
The thick inner energy burst out from the body, and the blood-colored energy came out of the body. Qiao Mu struggled to break free from the ice sculpture, and the energy and blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling.
"Why repay kindness with evil? Don't be so sentimental, kid." The old man still had his back to him, not even looking at them, and spoke in an old-fashioned way.
"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 the help of strangers? Laughing to death.
Although Qiao Mu likes to show off his holiness in front of others, and even likes to listen to others bragging about his awesomeness when he is done, he did not die just to show off his awesomeness, but rather pretended to be awesome in the process of dying. This is two different things.
"There is always only one reason why I can take the initiative to die even though I don't have to die."
"Because there are many injustices in this world." Qiao Mu raised his head and narrowed his eyes at the two Taoists who were fighting in the sky.
"And they happened to run into me."
Chapter 154 He can obviously survive
Stop being so smart, kid.
If he were so old-fashioned and relied on his old age, if it were anyone else, Hu Han, with his bad temper, would not be able to help but blow the opponent's head off.
After all, Hu Han was already a middle-aged man over forty years old. People of his age in the Great Yan Dynasty might have had grandchildren.
Regardless of seniority, experience, or status in the world, he is no longer a small player.
But the person who said this was Qiao Shuanglin.
An old man over ninety years old.
Age is not the most important thing. There are many old immortals in this world who are disrespectful to their elders. It is impossible to make Hu Han respect him just because of his age.
Not only was Qiao Shuanglin over ninety years old, he had just treated him as an old pervert and was about to hold him down in the street. But when Hu Han, who was known as a chivalrous man, was running away, he ignored past grudges, repaid evil with kindness, and rescued several people who were almost caught up in the aftermath of the fight. Passers-by entering.
What's wrong with such behavior and such a person, calling him a child in a condescending manner?
Hu Han did not feel insulted.
On the contrary, he even felt ashamed.
He was ashamed that he acted out of righteousness, but he almost framed such an old man, ruining his reputation.
He was ashamed that he only cared about escaping when he was in danger, while the old man who was almost framed by him was able to stand up and save others------only caring about escaping, this is actually human nature, and Hu Han himself did not think it was wrong.
A clay Buddha can't save himself when crossing the river. When he can't take care of himself in times of danger, how can he take care of others?
His actions were not wrong, perhaps no one can blame him.....except those who sacrificed themselves to save others.
However, Qiao Shuanglin did not condescend to accuse him of not saving people, but Hu Han compared him with himself, and suddenly felt ashamed, feeling that he was a step 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 danger are very rare, and they will inevitably gain the respect of others.
The Qiao family used to be like this, and Qiao Shuanglin, whose reputation in the imperial capital was almost tarnished, naturally did the same.
"Mr. Qiao repays evil with virtue, noble and righteous!" He clasped his hands and bowed solemnly to the old man with his back to him.
Regardless of whether the old man repays evil 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.
"Get out, stop being pretentious here! If you have time, you might as well get out of the way." Qiao Mu waved his hands impatiently. He didn't stop at all, and his figure swept across again like a big bird. This time, he once again used his flesh and blood chest to block several fleeing civilians.
Qiao Mu didn't think he was repaying evil with virtue.
Because saving people and holding grudges are not contradictory.
He didn't have the spare time. At this critical moment, he had to carefully distinguish how many people in the crowd had just insulted him, and then choose to watch him die or something...
It's not important.
Qiao Mu did not repay evil with kindness. He was a very good person to his friends. He would remember his close friends in a small notebook in his heart, and visit them one by one after his death to send them off.
As long as Qiao Shuanglin, who was in the game, died, Qiao Mu would be able to re-enter the game as an outsider to break the game.
"Don't whitewash, don't be blindly moved, because once this matter is over, I will personally report the person behind the scenes."
Qiao Mu's mind flashed, and his figure swept across the vegetable market.
The frost whirlwind rolled up by the cultivator was invisible, and Qiao Mu did not know how to resist it, so he could only block it with his flesh and blood.
The price of doing so was that his hard work was easily broken, and wounds were cut open one after another, and a layer of light frost had formed before the blood flowed.
Using flesh and blood to block is a very inefficient method.
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, and more people were helplessly caught in the cold current, their bodies quickly frosted and frozen, and then shattered into ice chips under the wind blade.
"It's easier to kill than to save, so why not solve the problem from the source..."
He looked up at the sky.
The two rainbow lights on the left and right collided rapidly, and every time they collided, a torrent of cold air swept out.
Daoxu was obviously already angry, and her mind was on suppressing her junior brother, and she didn't care much about the casualties in Caishikou.
The punishment of the sect was a matter for the future. Now that the matter had become a big deal, whether she stopped or not, she would be punished by the sect, so it was better to just give it a try.
Daozhen and Daoxu were originally on par in terms of cultivation. Now that Daoxu had obtained a powerful new magic weapon and was using all his strength, Daozhen naturally fell into a disadvantage and took a defensive position.
In the strong wind.
Qiao Mu reached out and grabbed a shoulder pole that was blown to his side.
He held the pole in one hand, took a deep breath, and the surging internal energy suddenly burst out along his arm, and he swung his arm high into the sky.
Whoosh!
The pole pierced the sky like a javelin and rushed towards Daoxu in the air.
Before it touched Daoxu's body, it had already quickly frosted and frozen in the air, and then shattered into ice chips in the wind.
This attack alone attracted Daoxu's attention.
She looked down from the air, her eyes slightly cold, obviously a little unhappy.
"Where did the mortal come from?"
She noticed the mortal's action of saving people below, but she didn't care. Daoxu's attention was basically all on his junior brother.
Qiao Mu ignored her.
He just wanted to attract the attention of these two cultivators.
"Daozhen." He shouted loudly:
"You don't want this matter to get too big and end up in a mess, right? How about I help you kill this crazy woman?"
Qiaomu killed the third-grade spiritual warrior Jiangui easily, and now he set his sights on Daoxu in the air.
This tone was naturally very big.
Even Hu Han, who had already fled to a distance, couldn't help but look back at Qiaomu, and his heart was shocked.
Now that the martial saints have died tragically, there are still warriors who are not afraid of death and challenge the aliens?
The aftermath of the battle between the two swept the entire Caishikou, repeatedly freezing Qiaomu's body, and he had to explode the demon disintegration to break free. The difference in strength between the two can be seen by anyone with eyes.
And his big tone can only anger Daoxu.
"Old Qiao, you still say you don't repay evil with virtue?" Hu Han was shocked;
"This is clearly knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, and prefers to travel to the tiger mountains. He wants to use his own life to delay time in exchange for time for others to escape."
"This is Caishikou of the Imperial Capital. Presumably the fight between the two Dao Dao Sect monks will not last long. It won't be long before someone from the Immortal Sect will 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 155 Death of Qiao Shuanglin (3k
Crazy bitch?
As soon as these words were spoken, the whirlwind that enveloped Caishikou paused for a moment and became silent for a moment, like the sky before a storm.
Immortal cultivators regard ordinary warriors as ants and mayflies.
Qiao Mu also spoke rudely, directly calling her a crazy woman.
"Mortal life is short and fragile, like grass and mayflies, but there are always some fools who despise their own lives for being too long." Daoxu's voice was cold.
"It is true that the fate of mortals is like grass, but grass is also as tough as grass." Daozhen's eyes lit up, and his reaction was completely different from Daoxu.