The howling cold wind brought a few faint cries.
The voices include those of young girls and children as well as middle-aged men and women.
Hu Han gritted his teeth but did not look back.
He didn't need to look back to know what happened from the crying... but he could do nothing.
Before, when he was facing the old man named Qiao in front of him, he was able to stand up and uphold justice. But now that he can't even save his own life, how can he care about others
He didn't dare to look back, for fear that if he did, he would feel sorry for her and would end up not helping her...
Just as he gritted his teeth and rushed forward.
A familiar figure came against the fleeing crowd and rushed towards the frosty whirlwind sweeping in from behind at a speed that even Hu Han was surprised to see.
"Such a fast speed, it must be a warrior better than 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 then an old figure was seen, shrouded in a blood-colored aura. He burst out at high speed, stood out from the crowd, opened his arms, and faced the aftermath of the frost tornado with his flesh and blood body.
This is an old man. He looks thin, but his open arms are like an eagle protecting its calves, shielding several people behind him who are about to be caught in the whirlwind.
Almost instantly.
The two swords in the whirlwind cut his whole body, and blood gushed out.
Before the blood could drip onto the ground, it had already solidified into ice.
The sound of ice crackling continued.
Not only the blood, but his entire body was frozen into an ice sculpture.
The old man maintained the posture of stretching his arms, leaving his back to everyone, standing there, lifelike, like a sculpture.
"This person...isn't that Qiao Shuanglin?"
Hu Hanru was electrocuted and his eyes widened.
Even he, the Dragon Claw hero from Zhongzhou, could only run for his life, fearing that saving others would delay his own escape. But this old man who was suspected of molesting a young woman in the street was willing to sacrifice himself for others
He looked carefully at the people protected by the old man. One or two of them looked familiar. They were the onlookers who had surrounded Qiao Shuanglin and accused him...
At this moment, he was as shocked as Hu Han, and his expression was frozen. It was obvious that he had suffered a huge shock in his heart.
"What are you standing there for? Run." Hu Han suddenly shouted, telling the three or four frightened people to run for their lives.
He stood there motionless, his heart seemed to be surging with ups and downs...
"Without saying a word, you risked your life for the life and death of others?" He murmured:
"And among the people he protected, there were actually people who slandered him?"
"Are there really heroes in this world who are willing to sacrifice themselves for others and repay evil with kindness?" Hu Han murmured to himself.
He couldn't understand it, but he was shocked.
"How could such a hero do such a thing as flirting with a woman in the street?"
What shocked him even more was yet to come.
Just as he was filled with awe and decided to burn a stick of incense to commemorate the soul of Qiao Shuanglin after escaping.
A crackling sound of shattering suddenly occurred.
A crack appeared on the human-shaped ice, and then quickly expanded, covering a large area.
"The demon disintegrates!"
Strong internal energy burst out from his body, and blood-colored energy penetrated his body. Qiao Mu broke free from the ice sculpture, and his blood and energy seemed to be boiling.
"What do you mean by repaying evil with kindness? Don't be so conceited, kid." The old man still had his back to him, not even looking at them, and spoke in a contemptuous tone.
"I stand up not for your praise or admiration, so I don't care whether you admire me or slander me... Don't think 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 need to rely on the power of an alien
Although Qiao Mu liked to show off in front of others and liked to listen to others bragging about themselves after he was done, he did not die for the purpose of showing off. He was showing off while dying. These are two different things.
"There has always been only one reason why I would voluntarily die even though I clearly don't have to."
"Because there are many injustices in this world." Qiao Mu raised his head and squinted at the two Taoists fighting in the sky.
“And they just happened to run into me.”
Chapter 154 He Could Have Lived
Don't be so conceited, kid.
If someone else said such arrogant and senior-dominated words, Hu Han, with his hot temper, would not be able to help but beat the other person's head off.
After all, Hu Han is already a middle-aged man over 40 years old. People of his age in the Great Yan Dynasty may already have grandchildren.
Regardless of his seniority, experience, or status in the world, he is no longer a small character.
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 people in this world who don't respect their elders. It is impossible for Hu Han to respect you just because of your age.
Not only was Qiao Shuanglin over 90 years old, he had just been treated as an old pervert and was about to be pinned down in the street. However, when Hu Han, who was known for his chivalry, was running away, he put aside his past grudges, repaid evil with kindness, and rescued several passers-by who were almost caught up in the aftermath of the fight.
With such behavior and such a person, what's wrong with calling him a child condescendingly
Hu Han didn't feel insulted.
On the contrary, he even felt ashamed.
What was shameful was that he acted out of justice, but ended up almost falsely accusing such an old man and ruining his reputation.
What's shameful is that when he was in danger, he was only concerned about escaping his own life, while the old man who was almost framed by him was able to stand up and save him. It is actually human nature to only care about escaping one's own life, and Hu Han himself does not think it is wrong.
Even a clay Buddha can hardly save himself when crossing the river. He can't even take care of himself in times of danger, so how can he take care of others
His actions were not wrong, and perhaps no one could blame him... except for those who sacrificed themselves to save others.
However, Qiao Shuanglin did not look down on him and accuse him of not saving people. It was just that Hu Han compared himself with the other party, and he suddenly felt ashamed and felt that he was inferior to him.
No matter in which era, no matter in which world, people who are able to sacrifice themselves to save others in times of crisis are extremely rare and will inevitably gain the respect of others.
This was the case for the Qiao family in the past, and it was also the case for Qiao Shuanglin, whose reputation in the imperial capital was almost tarnished.
"Mr. Qiao repays evil with kindness, which is very noble!" He clasped his hands together and bowed solemnly to the old man who had his back to him.
Regardless of whether this old man was repaying evil with kindness or had other intentions, no one can criticize such behavior based on the actions rather than the heart, because even Hu Han, who claims to be a hero, cannot do it.
"Get out of here, stop being pretentious here! Instead of wasting your time, you might as well get away." Qiao Mu waved his hands impatiently. Without stopping at all, his figure flew across the sky like a giant bird again. This time, he once again used his flesh and blood chest to block several fleeing civilians.
Qiao Mu didn't feel that he was repaying evil with kindness.
Because saving lives and holding grudges are not contradictory.
He didn't have the time to spare. In this time of racing against time, he had to carefully identify how many people in the crowd had just insulted him, and then choose to watch him die without helping or something else...
It doesn't matter.
Qiao Mu did not repay evil with kindness. He was a very good person to his friends. He would keep his close friends in a little notebook in his heart, and would visit them one by one after his death to send them off.
As long as Qiao Shuanglin, who is in the game, dies, Qiao Mu will be able to re-enter the game as an outsider and break the situation.
"Don't whitewash yourself, don't be blindly moved, because once this matter is resolved, I will personally report the person behind this incident."
A thought flashed through Qiao Mu's mind, and he swept across the vegetable market.
The frost whirlwind stirred up by the immortal 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 strong skills were easily broken, leaving wounds on his body, and a layer of light frost had formed before the blood could flow out.
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 block the cold current and tornado
He could only save a part of the people, and more people were helplessly swept into the cold current, their bodies quickly froze and then shattered into ice chips under the wind blades.
"It's easier to kill than to save, so why not solve the problem at the source..."
He looked up into the sky.
The two rainbow lights, one on the left and one on the right, collided rapidly, and with every collision, a torrent of cold air swept out.
Daoxu was obviously furious. She was completely focused on suppressing her fellow apprentice and didn't care much about the casualties in Caishikou.
The sect’s punishment is a matter for the future. Now that things have gotten out of hand, I’ll be punished by the sect whether I stop or not, so I might as well just give it a try.
The cultivation levels of Daozhen and Daoxu were originally on par with each other. Now that Daoxu had obtained a powerful new magic weapon and was using all his strength, Daozhen naturally fell into a disadvantage and was on the defensive.
In the strong wind.
Qiao Mu reached out and grabbed a carrying pole that was blown toward him.
He held the carrying 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 air.
call out!
The carrying pole pierced the sky like a javelin and rushed towards Daoxu in the air.
But before it touched the virtual body, it quickly froze in the air and then shattered into ice chips in the wind.
Just this one attack attracted the attention of the virtual being.
She looked down from the air, her eyes slightly cold, obviously somewhat displeased.
"Where did the mortals come from?"
She noticed the action of the mortal below to save people, but she didn't care. Daoxu's attention was basically all on his junior brother.
And Qiao Mu ignored her.
He just wanted to attract the attention of these two cultivators.
"Daozhen." He shouted loudly:
"You don't want this to get out of hand and end up in a mess, do you? How about I help you get rid of this crazy woman?"
Qiao Mu killed the third-grade spiritual warrior Sword Ghost easily, and now he set his target on Daoxu in the air.
This tone is naturally very loud.
Even Hu Han, who had already fled far away, couldn't help but look back at Qiao Mu, his heart shocked.
Now that the Martial Saint has died tragically, are there still warriors who are not afraid of death and are willing to challenge the extraordinary people
The aftermath of the fight between the two swept across the entire Caishikou, freezing Qiao Mu's entire body many times, forcing him to explode with his Heavenly Demon Disintegration to break free. Anyone with eyes could see the difference in strength between the two.
His loud tone would only anger that Void.
"Mr. Qiao, you still say that you don't repay evil with kindness?" Hu Han was shocked;
"This is clearly a case of knowing there is a tiger in the mountain but still going there. He wants to use his own life to buy time for others to escape."
"This is the vegetable market of the imperial capital. I'm sure the fight between the two Dao Sect monks won't last too long. It won't be long before someone from the Immortal Sect comes to stop it."
"And Old Qiao has profound skills. The aftermath of the fight between the two cannot endanger his life... He obviously doesn't need to die."
Chapter 155: The Death of Qiao Shuanglin (3k
Crazy bitch
As soon as these words were spoken, the whirlwind covering Caishikou paused and became silent for a short time, like the sky before a storm.
Those who practice Taoism regard ordinary warriors as ants and mayflies.
Qiao Mu also spoke rudely, calling her a crazy woman.
"The life of mortals is short and fragile, like grass or mayflies, but there are always some fools who think that they live too long." Daoxu's voice was cold.
"It's true that the lives of mortals are as worthless as grass, but grass also has its own tenacity." Daozhen's eyes lit up, and his reaction was completely different from Daoxu's.