"Brother, let's talk it over." Mr. Guo's face almost turned red as Qiao Mu held his neck with one hand.
However, he still tried to maintain his previous composure and said calmly:
"Brother, you may not know that I am the son of the Lord of Yancheng. The entire city belongs to my Guo family."
"So what?" Qiao Mu grabbed Master Guo's neck with one hand and lifted him up like a chicken.
Young Master Guo continued, "This place is not far from the City Lord's Mansion. If you hurt me, my father will be here soon!"
Is there such a good thing
Qiao Mu was immediately happy.
At this moment, the Ouroboros Longevity Lock in his mind emitted a faint glow.
This means that what Qiumu is currently doing is approved by the Ouroboros Longevity Lock and can improve the death evaluation.
He originally planned to do something heroic and kill the city lord's son, but he would be killed by these guards.
But if the city lord could come over, wouldn’t the situation become even bigger
If he died at the hands of the city lord, then the evaluation of his death would surely be even higher, right
Thinking of this, Qiao Mu raised his palms, swung his arms left and right, and gave Mr. Guo two big slaps in the face.
After killing Zheng the Butcher, Qiao Mu had leapt from a novice who knew nothing about martial arts to reaching the limit of his strength, with his arms having a strength of 500 kilograms.
With Qiao Mu's current strength, if he slaps someone, not to mention causing a concussion, it's not impossible that he could kill the person if he doesn't hold back.
Snap! Snap!
The crisp and loud sound of the slap echoed in the quiet street.
After these two slaps, Mr. Guo's head was knocked to one side, blood was oozing from his mouth and nose, his head was dizzy, and he could hardly open his eyes.
"Young Master!"
"You are so bold!"
Qiao Mu held Mr. Guo by the collar with one hand, lifted him in front of him, and confronted the guards with an expressionless face.
"Brother...Brother, I give in." Master Guo struggled to open his swollen eyes and shouted.
As soon as he opened his mouth, his front teeth came out mixed with blood and saliva.
Who could have expected that Qiumu would get angry when he heard this.
"Don't admit defeat! Call your father over!" Qiao Mu slapped him again, causing Master Guo's head to turn to the side and his neck to make an unsettling crackling sound.
"What are you standing there for? Go find my dad!" Master Guo said vaguely.
His whole body was held in Qiao Mu's hand, and he was shaking unconsciously. The domineering attitude he had on horseback was gone.
The other side.
The green-clothed swordsman was leaning on the sword in his hand, breathing heavily. He had multiple knife wounds on his body, and the injuries were serious.
He looked back and a wry smile appeared on his face.
His wife had completely disappeared.
When Qiao Mu made the noise, she didn't even look back. Instead, she took the opportunity to run away. Now her figure can no longer be seen.
Thinking of this, he looked up at Qiao Mu, his eyes full of disbelief.
The two ninth-rank warriors were both locked in a tough fight with the city lord's son's guards, and the young man over there seemed to have not yet developed his internal strength, yet he dared to take advantage of the opportunity to launch a sneak attack
And, it actually succeeded
The blue-robed swordsman looked bitter.
He never expected that his wife would take advantage of the crisis to escape, but was saved by a passerby
When his mind was full of complicated thoughts.
Suddenly he noticed something and looked up abruptly.
Knock knock knock... .
The loud sound of horse hooves came one after another, from far away and getting closer.
At the end of the field of vision, a group of over a hundred cavalrymen were galloping towards them. The chaotic sound of their horses’ hooves made the ground shake.
The leader was a man with a body as strong as an iron tower, a face as calm as water, and an extraordinary majesty.
It was the lord of Yancheng, Guo Yan.
Chapter 9 Making Friends with Death
Rumble... .
More than a hundred mounted soldiers made the long street shake continuously, as if a dark cloud was pressing down, making it hard for people to breathe.
"The city lord is here!"
"This incident has really gotten out of hand!"
The people on both sides of the street dared not make a sound at this time. They all ran away, leaving the long street empty in an instant.
Qiao Canxue was hidden in the crowd, with no expression on her face, except for the slightly white knuckles of her fingers holding her cane.
She still hadn't expected how things would suddenly turn out like this.
Who gave Qiao Mu the courage to allow a warrior who had not yet reached the rank to get involved in matters that could attract the attention of the city lord himself
Hundreds of cavalrymen formed a huge crowd and had surrounded the long street.
The rider in the front was none other than the city lord of Yan City, Guo Yan.
He glanced at Master Guo who was held in Qiao Mu's hand. At this moment, Master Guo's eyes were blurry and his cheeks were swollen. Even he, his father, almost failed to recognize him.
His face darkened slightly and he dismounted from his horse.
“Dad…” Master Guo forced himself to open his eyes and shouted.
"Shut up!" Guo Yan shouted, his voice like a sudden thunder, almost knocking the already dizzy Mr. Guo unconscious.
Guo Yan walked over and his eyes fell on Qiao Mu.
The moment their eyes met, Qiao Mu felt a heavy pressure due to his warrior instinct.
The sense of oppression that the city lord Guo Yan gave him was even stronger than that of the hundred cavalrymen behind him combined.
Even though Qiao Mu knew that he possessed the ability to live forever, his breathing instinctively became a little heavier at this moment.
"This city lord looks quite extraordinary and dangerous... He must be quite accomplished in martial arts. The rumor that he is a member of the Wuji Association is probably not groundless."
Qiao Mu adjusted quickly.
There's even a little excitement.
After all, he is the man who makes friends with death.
For ordinary people, death means the end of life and the end of everything.
But for Qiumu, it is a good thing.
Anything that can kill him will make him stronger!
A butcher named Zheng killed him four times, and as a result, Qiao Mu suddenly went from being a beginner in martial arts to a young martial artist who had trained to the limit of his strength, with arms that had a strength of 500 kilograms.
And Zheng the Butcher is just a low-ranking warrior. Although he is a villain in the countryside, he is ultimately just a big thug.
And now
Qiao Mu was facing the master of the entire Yancheng, the city lord Guo Yan!
Now that things have gotten out of hand, if the city lord could kill him personally, the death rating would definitely be higher!
Isn’t this what Qiumu has always been pursuing, a high-quality death
As long as he dies... I can turn around and become the big daddy, and then praise this city lord!
If you can’t make it, let the city lord kill you a few more times!
After all, even death itself is on Qiumu's side, how can he lose
At this time, the city lord Guo Yan, who had dismounted from his horse, was still walking towards him step by step.
As he got closer, the heavy feeling of oppression grew stronger.
The originally noisy street began to quiet down. Even ordinary people who were not familiar with martial arts could sense the obvious solemn atmosphere.
Just the next moment.
"Stop." Qiao Mu grabbed Mr. Guo's collar with one hand and raised it high, shouting at the city lord who was approaching.
The city lord Guo Yan was slightly startled, then stopped.
The rising sense of oppression also stagnated.
Guo Yan had already seen that Qiao Mu had not yet developed internal strength and was only a martial artist in the strength training stage.
Originally, given the difference in strength between the two sides, he only needed to walk closer step by step, and with the guidance of his Qi, the weaker warrior would be unable to speak.
Unexpectedly, Qiao Mu was not only able to speak normally, but was even fearless and continued to threaten him with Master Guo in his hand.
You are quite brave... Guo Yan's face was as calm as water, with no obvious emotions. He said:
"My friend, don't be impulsive. We can talk about anything."
"I have heard about what happened. It is true that my son did something wrong. He really needs to be disciplined and he deserves to be beaten."
"It is Guo who failed to discipline his son. Please let my son go for now. Guo will keep a close eye on him in the future."
Qiao Mu was slightly stunned. He had never expected that the city lord would be so humble.
He hadn't even started threatening yet, and the city lord apologized as soon as he opened his mouth
This atmosphere isn't right. Shouldn't you use threats and inducements to me
The city lord is the ruler of the city after all, but he is so humble and amiable as soon as he arrives. How can Qiao Mu die with dignity, with style, and with grace
There is a problem, a big problem. This man must be an old silver coin who only wants to trick me into letting his son go... Qiao Mu's expression remained unchanged and he continued:
"If you really want to apologize, are you looking for the wrong person?"
"The people that the city lord arrested were the blue-clothed swordsman couple over there, not me. I am just an ordinary passerby. Why are you apologizing to me?"
"Or is it that City Lord Guo's apology is only because I arrested Young Master Guo, and not because Young Master Guo did something wrong and robbed someone in the street?"
As soon as the words were spoken, the long street fell silent.
Although no one around dared to speak, their expressions changed.
Even though the city lord was extremely well-mannered, his eyes twitched slightly at this moment.
That's just the way things are.
It would be fine if the young man saw it, but he really wanted to say it out loud in public. This was too reckless, and even he, the ruler of the city, was embarrassed.
However, the city lord Guo Yan was a man who could take things easy. He nodded seriously at this moment:
"My friend, you are right. I was so worried about my son that I lost my sight for a moment."
Guo Yan turned around and looked at the green-clothed swordsman.
With a bang.
The blue-clothed swordsman next to him dropped his sword to the ground. His face turned slightly pale and did not look very good.
He was already seriously injured, and now facing the city lord alone, he couldn't even hold the sword steadily under the influence of the aura.
"The Lord of Yan City is stronger than I expected... But what's wrong with that man? He hasn't even developed his internal strength, but he can still remain calm under the pressure from the City Lord. Doesn't he have any fear at all?" The green-clothed swordsman was surprised.
He didn't understand it deeply when he was watching from the side just now, but now facing Guo Yan's pressure, he realized how difficult it was.
"This... young man." At this time, Guo Yan bowed and said solemnly:
"Guo would like to apologize to you on behalf of my son."
"This is indeed my son's fault." Guo Yan looked at the blue-clothed swordsman and said:
"If Guo's guess is correct, you should be a disciple of Mingyue Sect."
"I am actually quite friendly with your sect's Master Mo. Now that my son has done something wrong, I am extremely ashamed. I will definitely go to the Mingyue Sect to apologize someday."