Chapter 147
Chapter 175 I’m going to be a saint (5k monthly vote please)
The intuitive feeling of Wu Sheng Sheng Rhinoceros is two-way.
Although this person's intuition is different from that of other "Martial Spirit Rhinoceros" practitioners, the moment Qiao Mu looked at the female general, she seemed to be aware of it and lowered her head to look up.
Qiao Mu retreated behind the crowd, blocking his sight with other people's bodies, and only glanced at the armored female general from the corner of his eye.
The female general was covered in scales and her face was covered with a mask. Her whole body was so tight that her face could not be seen clearly, which made Qiao Mu even more curious.
As we all know, people who deliberately hide their appearance often have a fishy identity.
Qiao Mu has lived and died many times and often disguised himself and changed his identity, so he is particularly sensitive to this matter.
In particular, this person is suspected of practicing the "Martial Holy Spirit Rhinoceros Technique" and has an inexplicable relationship with Wu Jiyou.
"What are you making such noise about?" The female general was riding a tall horse, and a cold female voice buzzed from under her mask.
"Anxi Pass is an important place. Do you want to disturb the purity of the hundreds of thousands of heroic souls who died outside the pass? Any trespassers will be killed!"
Her voice was cold and dignified.
It can be seen that these townspeople are quite afraid of the female general. When she spoke, the townspeople gathered by Wuyang Wuyang did not dare to speak out, for fear of angering this iron lady.
At this time, a person emerged from the crowd, it was Mr. Na Hai.
Everyone's eyes naturally focused on him, including the two sharp eyes of the female general, who also looked at this person through the visor.
"Mrs. Bai." Mr. Hai stepped forward step by step, pretending to be arrogant and laughing:
"I heard that as long as I can beat you, I can enter your final resting place."
"But no matter how high this force is, how can it be compared with power? If I want to enter the border, do you dare to stop me?"
The female general's cold eyes fell on him and her voice was low:
"Who are you?"
"My father is the Minister of Rites of the current dynasty, Hai Wuya." The middle-aged man straightened his chest and felt confident.
It's just that he is a bit older, and there are no servants behind him, so he doesn't look like a playboy no matter how you look at him.
"Is there a general order from the imperial court?" The female general's voice was still cold and she seemed unmoved.
"What traffic order?" Mr. Hai frowned:
"My father's orders are general orders."
"Haha. Without the permission of the imperial court, even if the Minister of Rites comes here in person, he is not allowed to leave the customs!" There was a bit of contempt in the female general's eyes.
This man said in vain that he was the son of a minister. It was fine to fool the townspeople, but now he was pretending to be in front of her?
"Discourteous." Mr. Hai seemed to be angry and said angrily:
"When I return to the imperial capital, I will dismiss you from office immediately!"
"Please." The female general's tone was firm and she didn't care. She turned her horse's head and wanted to leave.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Hai did not retreat at all, but instead his eyes were fixed.
"Violent Blood Technique!"
His whole body trembled slightly, his eyes widened, his pupils trembled violently uncontrollably, and the bloodshot eyes gradually became denser, as if blood was about to drip from his eyes.
There was a buzzing sound of swords.
Mr. Hai flew forward, held his sword and slashed diagonally at the female general's waist. The long sword drew a streak of blood in the air.
This was a calculated and unintentional sneak attack, but the female general on the horse didn't look back, just turned her back to him, without even looking at him, and casually swiped the spear in her hand back.
There was a local sound.
The long sword in Mr. Hai's hand came out of his hand. The tiger's mouth was cracked and bleeding. His eyes gradually returned to clarity and he stood there blankly.
"Isn't this the case?" He sighed.
I wanted to act like a playboy and make the female general look down upon me, and then I would wait for an opportunity to make a sneak attack and find a way to kill the female general, so that I could get through this level with dignity.
"You think things are too simple." The female general said calmly:
"I actually thought I could sneak attack a martial artist of the third level of God Refining. I overestimated my capabilities..."
Mr. Hai smiled bitterly, and then his eyes began to bleed. Two lines of blood flowed down. With his bitter smile, he looked quite scary.
This kind of explosive secret technique, also known as forbidden technique, can temporarily obtain explosive power beyond the limits of the physical body, but it also comes with equally powerful sequelae.
He deceived with words, used forbidden techniques, and used both internal and external tricks. In the end, there was nothing he could do.
Blood dripped down his face. Mr. Hai closed his eyes and quickly took out the letter from his arms.
These letters were letters that the townspeople asked him to deliver on their behalf. If they were stained with blood, they might be blamed by the heroic spirits of the soldiers...
The townspeople watched this scene eagerly and just sighed in their hearts.
The iron lady guarding the gate was right in front of them. They didn't even dare to express their indignation and could only hold it in their hearts.
And at this time.
An old man with white hair came out of the crowd.
"Child, don't cry. Isn't it just to deliver a letter?" The old man walked up to Mr. Hai and stretched out his hand to take the letter from Mr. Hai.
"The water is very deep here. If you can't control it, let me do it."
Mr. Hai was shocked at first and wanted to snatch the letter back from the old man's hand. However, he suddenly noticed a powerful inner energy that actually passed through the envelope in his hand and entered his body through the air, allowing him to temporarily respite his injuries due to self-destruction of the forbidden technique. A little.
"Huh?" Mr. Hai didn't know at this time that he had encountered some powerful old monster. He immediately stopped resisting and let go of his hand.
Although Mr. Hai is also a middle-aged man, he was a little embarrassed when he was called "child" by an old man in public.
But at this critical moment, it would be a great thing to have this old monster help.
The more the old man relies on his old age, the more he feels that this old man is reliable.
The old man took the letter package and then looked up at the female general in front of the checkpoint.
He smiled and said lightly:
"Girl, if I want to enter the border, do you dare to stop me?"
The female general was silent for a moment this time. She seemed to realize that the old man in front of her was not easy to mess with. She remained silent for a long time before asking:
"Who are you?"
The same question, but when asked to this old man, he asked it a little more cautiously.
"My surname is Qiao, my name is..."
Halfway through what he was saying, the old man suddenly got stuck and frowned as if he was thinking hard.
This scene fell in the eyes of the townspeople, but it made them curse in their hearts, wondering if the old man was too old and had a bad memory. He even had to think of his own name for a long time.
"By the way, my name is Qiao Shuangsen. You should remember this name carefully."
"Because next..."
"I want to show my holiness in front of others."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's figure suddenly blurred.
"Disappeared...disappeared?" The townspeople's eyes widened.
In broad daylight, under the gaze of everyone, the old man's figure actually appeared like a ghost, flickering in front of the female general riding a tall horse.
At this moment, the female general suddenly came back to her senses and tightened her grip on the spear in her hand.
It's just too late.
Because Qiao Mu drew his sword.
He simply drew his sword and slashed forward.
This is just a simple movement, but it is fast and heavy.
The sword was surrounded by a huge aura that was so thick that it seemed to distort the air.
The eyes behind the female general's visor suddenly widened.
Even if the god-refining martial artist's intuition is sharp enough to predict the enemy's opportunities, she is still powerless when faced with an opponent who is upright enough to crush her head-on.
laugh!
The sword light slashed upwards, making a violent sound of breaking through the air.
Then there was a loud neighing sound.
At this moment, the female general in scale armor had no time to dodge. She and her horse were struck by the sword light and fell to the ground, bleeding into a pool of blood.
"Show me your true face..."
With a move of his hand, Qiao Mu uncovered the female general's visor and helmet, but when he saw the female general's true face, he was stunned for a while.
"grown ups!"
"grown ups..."
The soldiers stepped forward in panic, waving their spears and swords, and surrounded the trees.
"Don't be impatient, step back." The female general on the ground said calmly.
However, she herself was obviously spared by Qiao Mu. The sword light just chopped the scales apart and did not cause much damage to her.
Qiao Mu's military spear skills have long been perfected, and he has also become proficient in the shadow sword skills. He can now use his force or force with ease, sending and receiving it with ease.
It was obvious that Qiao Mu had kept his hand.
The female general pushed the horse corpse on top of her away and stood up from the ground.
Her helmet and visor were uncovered by the trees, and now her long gray-white hair was spread over her shoulders, fluttering in the wind.
This was actually a white-haired old woman who had turned gray long ago. Her face was covered with wrinkles and her eye sockets were sunken, revealing obvious fatigue.
The townspeople also let out bursts of exclamations.
Obviously, they did not expect that the iron lady who guarded Xi'an Pass on behalf of the Great Yan court would actually be an old woman much older than them.
"This Xi'an Pass cannot stop the truly strong." The old woman cupped her hands towards Qiao Mu and said:
"If Mr. Qiao wants to enter this hundred-mile desert, we will naturally be powerless to stop him."
"But the desert is extraordinary. It can be said to be a forbidden area of life... This is not the place to talk. Please, Mr. Qiao, move over and enter the customs to talk in detail."
The white-haired old woman pointed at the level behind her and said seriously.
After being easily defeated by Qiao Mu and revealing her true appearance, she seemed much more talkative than before when she was fully armed.
"Okay." Qiao Mu nodded.
Ordinary people may be afraid that this old woman will hold a Hongmen Banquet, close the door and beat the dog, but Qiao Mu is not afraid at all.
"Mr. Qiao, can I follow you in? If we enter the desert, I can help Mr. Qiao carry the luggage." Mr. Hai asked hurriedly from behind.
"He can't do it, he's too weak." The old woman said coldly:
"Before the establishment of the Anxi Pass, the desert was a restricted area of life. It could be said that ordinary people would never return if they entered."
"Letting him in will harm him."
Qiao Mu nodded.
Just as he was about to follow the old woman into Xi'an Pass, he heard someone calling him from behind again.
"Mr. Qiao Shuangsen..."
The person who spoke was the innkeeper from before.
The shopkeeper was already middle-aged, but at this moment his eyes were filled with tears and he bowed deeply to Qiao Mu:
"We can't enter Xi'an Pass, and we still want the old man to help us read the family letters. We might as well not burn them first..."
"If... if they are still alive, maybe this book can be delivered to them..."
When the shopkeeper said this, he shook his head and sighed:
"I'm talking nonsense, just pretend I didn't. Mr. Qiao has extraordinary martial arts skills, but please be more careful when entering that desert."
However, after saying this, the other townspeople looked at him with no strange look, but were deeply touched.
Could it be that the real reason why people from Zhongzhou came to settle outside the Anxi Pass was because of the folk custom of burning letters and sending them to the underworld?