Qiao Mu hid behind a large rock, his heart pounding and blood surging.
Killing Officer Chu brought a sense of revenge, but what Qiao Mu cared about more was something else.
"I am so strong!" Qiao Mu gave himself a thumbs up.
Far away, a single strike instantly killed Military Officer Chu.
Just an hour before, Qiao Mu was still a scout for Military Officer Chu, being commanded by him to explore and kill enemies. Now, he was able to counterattack with just one strike.
Qiao Mu had now mastered the correct way to achieve "immortality" and tasted the sweetness of high-quality death.
"How should I die next in a more cool way? This time, I want to make a big show, so that I can definitely die impressively and with style!"
Qiao Mu hid behind a rock, his heart pounding. His face was flushed, and he excitedly imagined his own deathly appearance.
He has always been very serious about playing dead.
Before, Qiao Mu fought alone in the valley, battling a thousand men… At that time, Old Huang and the others who were behind him only knew that Qiao Mu died heroically, leaving a deep impression in their hearts.
Little did they know that this master actor had already rehearsed the inner monologue five times in his mind before charging into battle.
While Qiao Mu was contemplating his own death, he heard a familiar voice shouting from below the valley.
"Bandits are coming!"
"Bandits are coming!"
The soldiers in Yan City weren’t very experienced in battles. When their leader was suddenly assassinated and killed, chaos broke out.
Before long, these soldiers started to flee, running towards Yan City instead of searching the mountains as Qiao Mu had expected.
"They ran away? Why did they all run away? Then how am I supposed to die?" Qiao Mu was stunned.
"I’ve acted out the scenes in my mind twice already, I’ve even rehearsed my lines. And now you all ran away?"
He had originally planned to assassinate Military Officer Chu boldly, and then bravely sacrifice himself as Qiao Mu’s older brother amidst the soldiers’ encirclement. It would have been a glorious event. But the soldiers were scared away?
"What should I do next? Go after them? This script doesn’t seem logical anymore, considering I’ve already avenged myself. I doubt it will earn me a high score."
Qiao Mu pondered deeply and finally had no choice but to hide behind a rock, watching the soldiers gradually move further away.
This shouldn’t be happening! The plot is going in the wrong direction!
Qiao Mu carefully replayed in his mind why he didn’t succeed in dying this time. The main reason should be because someone shouted that the mountain bandits were coming, and the soldiers probably thought it was another ambush, so they withdrew.
"Wait, was that Old Huang calling?"
Thinking about this, Qiao Mu became angry right away.
You, Old Huang, I saved your life out of kindness, I blocked knives and spears for you, and you repaid me with harm?!
And the crucial thing is, when Old Huang shouted , it wasn’t Qiao Mu who killed Military Officer Chu anymore, the blame fell on the bandit leader.
In this way, how can Qiao Mu stack buffs and accumulate chips?
"Damn it, let me show off and die quickly!"
Just as Qiao Mu was raging helplessly, he heard a flurry of footsteps from all around.
When he turned around, Qiao Mu was dumbfounded.
The bandits appeared densely packed once again, surrounding him completely.
Thinking about this, Qiao Mu began to have some admiration for these bandits.
Then he became strong.
His fist became strong.
Qiao Mu stood up, clenched his hands into fists in front of him, and took the stance of the Long Life Fist. However, his right hand was trembling slightly and blood was continuously seeping out from his arm.
"Let me tell you, the Qiao family has never been cowards!" Qiao Mu faced off against the bandits with a cold expression and his gaze was like a torch.
"Even if I have to fight with just bare hands and one hand is already half crippled, I will never bow down to you bandits!"
Qiao Mu instantly got into character.
Since he tasted the sweetness of high-quality death, he fell into the abyss of showing off.
Even in death, he wanted to show off! It would be even better if he could die because of showing off!
In fact, what he meant was: I’m half disabled now, easy to kill. Hurry up, guys, come and take my head!
But as Qiao Mu stood up and walked towards them with clenched fists, the bandits surrounding him finally saw his appearance clearly.
"Isn’t this the soldier who charged alone with a spear?"
"Isn’t he already dead? I saw it with my own eyes! I even shot an arrow at him!"
"That killer god is still alive?"
"He had so many wounds all over his body, even pierced through, but how did the wounds disappear?"
The bandits were first shocked, then scared, and finally terrified. They all took three steps back and made a big circle.
Coming back to life after death? The key is that they had already seen the dead bodies!
Superstitions are not good… Qiao Mu felt it necessary to explain well, in order to calm down these bandits and let them kill him.
"Don’t worry, I’m already dead. Now I am my older brother Qiao Lin…" Qiao Mu hesitated for a moment and then changed his words:
"Yan City centurion Qiao Mu is my little brother, and he died tragically by your hands. I only regret that I arrived too late and couldn’t save my… save my own younger brother!"
The bandits were in chaos for a while, until someone carefully looked at Qiao Mu’s mature face, which was 28 years old.
"It’s definitely not the same person, obviously several years older."
"I just saw him secretly attacking and using a spear to assassinate the leader of the soldiers, Military Officer Chu from Yan City!"
"He’s not a soldier, but he killed the leader of the soldiers? So is he an enemy or a friend?"
The bandits got into a chaotic discussion.
However, amidst the discussion, the glances towards Qiao Mu were still filled with fear and dread.
The impression left by Qiao Mu, who fought bravely until death, was too deep!
And Qiao Lin, standing before them, was evidently a formidable person with an even greater strength than Qiao Mu.
So, what should they do now?
"Why don’t we ask the leader for his opinion?" someone suggested, quickly receiving nods from many bandits.
Obviously, their leader had a high reputation.
"Is it Bandit King Wang Songhe?" Qiao Mu also became interested.
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