Life simulation: add entries starting from health preservation skills

Chapter 69

in the forest.

"Wearing white clothes is a tall order, even after the battle, you have to come in person to touch the corpse, which is really troublesome."

Han Zhao was holding a package in his hand, squatting halfway on the ground, picking up things while muttering.

After beheading Qi Xing and the deputy incense master of the Blood Spirit Hall, he killed all the remaining ten Bone Refining Realm warriors.

There were 12 people in total, and all the money on their bodies was added up, and it only looked like 500 taels.

But this is also normal. When Han Zhao was a knife catcher in the past, he killed those wanted criminals without a fixed place, so he took all his belongings with him.

As for these bandits and long-lived believers, it is estimated that most of the property is placed in the stronghold.

Of course, the Wujin gauntlet worn by the Deputy Fragrance Lord of the Blood Soul Hall is another count.

Even though it was only mixed with a small amount of black gold, at least it was worth thousands of taels of silver.

It just so happened that Han Zhao had practiced his palm and boxing skills again. If he put on the Wujin gauntlet, it would be no problem for him to catch the white blade with his bare hands in the future.

"I still have to go to Feilong Village."

Han Zhao remembered that when he went to Feilongzhai last time, he promised the sackclothed woman, Mrs. Mei, that one day he would level down Feilongzhai and rescue them all.

Now is the time.

Han Zhao chopped off Qi Xing's head, wrapped it in a cloth, and then performed the Disguise Technique.

Kaka!

Amidst the slight sound of his bones moving, his height became a little shorter, and his originally resolute face soon became stern and proud, with sword-like eyebrows and straight eyes, and his eyes were like stars.

If you agree to go as Song Que, you have to keep your word.

Of course, going to search for the ill-gotten gains in Feilongzhai by the way is also doing justice for the heavens.

Jiulian Mountain, near the top of the mountain, has a huge cottage gate built against the mountain.

Behind the door are two towering watchtowers, and two bandits stand on each watchtower and look around.

At this moment, the bandits on the watchtower are chatting boredly.

"Damn it! I really envy the head of the family. I often go down the mountain to have fun recently."

"Hey! If you break through the Bone Refining Realm and become the head of the family, you can also go down the mountain together."

"How can I have that fate!"

"Sigh~ we can only go to the dungeon and vent our anger on those things that the boss doesn't like."

"That's much better than fucking farming at home and being bullied and exploited by these cruel officials."

"That's right. By the way, I heard that three good guys came here recently, or triplets. Is it true?"

"So what? The head of the family hasn't enjoyed it yet, don't even think about it!"

"Wait until the master gets tired of playing, then."

"Huh? What's that?!"

At this time, one of the bandits suddenly sounded a warning.

I saw a white figure suddenly appear in the forest opposite the gate of the cottage.

"It's a person! So fast!"

The visitor was like a nimble cheetah, moving around in the forest, and arrived at the gate of the cottage in a few breaths.

"There is a situation!" The bandit on the watchtower roared.

Soon, bandits came one after another and gathered behind the gate.

"Who is it?! Stop!" One of the people on the watchtower raised a bow and set an arrow, aiming the arrow at the man in white below.

Han Zhao paused, threw the cloth bag in his hand, and threw it over the five-meter-high gate.

Gulu~!
The package was opened in mid-air, and when it landed, Qi Xing's head turned into a rolling gourd.

"Ah! It's the master!"

"The boss was killed!"

When the bandits around saw Qi Xing's head, they were frightened to death.

The head of the family is a great master of blood training, and he is like an emperor in the area of ​​Jiulian Mountain.

There was once a consummated bone refiner who joined Feilongzhai halfway to challenge the authority of the master, but was interrupted by his hands and feet and hung from the gate, and died of being exposed to the scorching sun.

Such a great master who they regarded as absolutely invincible to challenge, now there is only a head with a grim expression left, and everyone is terrified.

"Run!"

Not knowing who spoke first, the bandits behind the gate of the cottage dispersed in a rush.

However, no matter how fast their movements were, they were not as fast as Han Zhao.

Although Chengyun legs are just an introduction, but with the support of his strong qi and blood, they can fully exert their elegant and long characteristics.

He saw that his feet were connected, and with a leap, he climbed over the five-meter-high gate of the cottage.

Whoosh!
When Han Zhao was in the air, the bandit standing on the watchtower let go of the bowstring, and with the sound of piercing through the air, the arrow shot toward Han Zhao's face.

"Bah!"

Han Zhao's sword was slung behind his back, and he had no intention of taking it out of its sheath at all. His right fist, which was wearing a black gold glove, turned into a palm knife, snapping the arrow in the middle like a fly swatter.

At the same time, he twirled the index finger and middle finger of his left hand, clamped the arrow, his body turned in the air according to inertia, and threw back the half of the arrow with the arrow.

Whoosh! ! !
The arrow returned with more than seven times the force and speed of the arrow, pierced through the brow of the bandit with a swish, and then shot out from the back of the head. The half-section of the arrow stained with yellow and white was deeply embedded in the wooden pillar on the watchtower. The rod buzzed and quivered.

The difference in comprehensive strength between the warriors of the blood training level and the skin training level can almost be regarded as two kinds of creatures.

What's more, he was facing Han Zhao.

The last time Han Zhao came to Feilongzhai, he had to sneak in at night, sneaking in cautiously, for fear of being discovered by others and avoiding the danger of being besieged by a group of thieves.

This time a frontal attack, even a few more blood-training realms, would not be able to help him.

What's more, the remaining warriors in the cottage at this time are no stronger than those in the leather training realm.

"what!"

"Run!"

"Forgive me!"

Han Zhao was like a tiger in a herd of sheep, using random moves with his fists, palms, and legs, and killed the bandits until they turned their backs and cried for their father and mother.

No one could stand up again after being hit by him. Soon, a large group of bandits lay down around him, but his white clothes were spotless.

It has to be said that in addition to combat and health preservation, true qi also has the effect of avoiding dust.

Otherwise, after a battle, the white clothes would be dusty and Song Que would lose all dignity.

Seeing the bandits fleeing in all directions in the distance, Han Zhao quickly chased after them.

When he entered Qi Xing's house, the female family members inside were in a mess.

"Everyone stay where they are, don't run around!"

Han Zhao Langsheng said.

Seeing his stern face, wearing white clothes, extraordinary demeanor, and the posture of a righteous hero, the female relatives stopped one after another, but they were still a little uneasy.

"You are Song Daxia?!" A surprised and delighted voice sounded.

Han Zhao followed the prestige.

A gentle-looking young woman in sackcloth was covering her mouth and looking at him in disbelief.

"You are the Mei family from that night." Han Zhao took a closer look, and found that the young woman was the Mei family he met the night he lured and killed evil blood practitioners in women's clothing.

"Everyone, don't be afraid, Daxia Song is here to save us!"

Mei yelled loudly.

Only then did everyone relax, and many female relatives hugged each other and wept bitterly.

"Song Daxia, there are some female family members who are imprisoned in the dungeon by thieves. I often deliver food to them. If I know where the dungeon is, I will take you there." Mrs. Mei stepped forward.

"Okay!" Han Zhao nodded, although he wanted to find the money left by Qi Xing first, but since she said so, the role of the hero has to be played to the end, anyway, the rest are ordinary people, Can't run.

Mei took Han Zhao to the backyard, and some female relatives followed.

"Most of the women in the cottage came from poor families nearby. They were forced to go up the mountain, and those who disobedient were locked in the dungeon. Some were kidnapped as meat tickets. Recently, three came from Chu State and kept it from the family. I went out to be a ranger, but I got stuck here." Mei explained as she walked.

"What happened in Chu State? Why is there another plague and severe drought?"

Han Zhao asked, he came in a hurry last time and didn't have time to ask in detail.

Like Wei and Qi, Chu State is a big and powerful country. There is no reason for such a serious disturbance. Even a plague and a severe drought cannot be solved.

In many previous simulations, it was Chu who invaded Yunzhou when he was 26 years old. I don't know if this has anything to do with the plague and severe drought in Chu.

It would be nice to get some useful information.

"Little lady doesn't know either. There is no warning in the place where I live. A severe drought and plague suddenly broke out, and many people died. It is rumored that there is a flying drought demon appearing in the world, so it attracted thousands of places." Mei's expression was a little sad, After calming down, he continued: "Looking at the clothes of the three heroines, it is obvious that they are either rich or expensive, so you should know something about it."

Flying drought? !
Han Zhao frowned slightly, "Go and have a look."

He followed Mrs. Mei to a cellar in the backyard, but he didn't expect that there was a cave behind the cellar.

Passing through an underground corridor, there is a dungeon close to a hundred square meters in front of you. There are five small compartments on the left and right, and two or three women are imprisoned in each compartment. Most of them are unkempt and disheveled.

The air smelled sickly of mold and shit.

The women inside were lying on the ground like corpses, but when they saw Mrs. Mei who came first, they climbed to the gate of the iron fence one by one, "Dinner is ready! Give me something to eat!"

clang!
clang!
clang!
Han Zhao cut off the door lock with a knife.

"All the thieves in the cottage were killed by Song Daxia, you are free." Looking at the miserable condition of the girls, Mei couldn't help weeping in a low voice.

The woman who had been imprisoned for too long stared blankly at the open iron door, unable to tell whether everything in front of her was real or not.

Han Zhao sighed inwardly.

Because she was a woman, she was taken to the cottage, and because she was a woman, she was not directly killed by the bandits like a man.

"The three newcomers are in the innermost part." Mei wiped away her tears and pointed to the innermost prison.

Han Zhao followed the direction and saw three young girls in the prison.

Hearing the movement, the three girls raised their heads. Although their expressions were numb, they couldn't hide their pretty looks.

Judging by their appearance, they were actually triplets, only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Han Zhao's gaze was fixed, not because of the girl's beauty, but because of the system prompt.

[The blood of the family is thin, and the evil spirit contained in the body is so weak that it can be ignored. 】

"The three of you are the children of the family?"

Han Zhao asked through the iron gate.

The three girls' originally numb expressions suddenly changed.

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