After I was resurrected from the dead, I turned from an old man to a peerless beauty

Not to mention how Qiao Muyun relied on his strong martial arts that night to forcefully break out of the formation outside the forbidden area before Chang Xiaoqing and others arrived.Simply speaking, it was a long dream for Lin Maolin and Gu Zhuyi to rest in Qiao Muyun's arms.

In the dream, there are flowers, wine, tall buildings... and the Qiaoluo River that has been dead for many years.

When Lin Mao was ill before, he always felt that as he got older, his memory was not as good as before.Just like Qiao Luohe, before he killed the other party, he was more or less a close friend, and then except for the first few years when he often appeared in Lin Mao's nightmares, in the following years, Lin Mao never dreamed of him again , and then gradually couldn't remember the appearance of this former friend.

There were a few old people in the valley who were lucky enough to have been serving in Wangyou Valley since the old owner, and some of them comforted Lin Mao and said that this is a good thing: if you don't fall into a dream, your soul has entered reincarnation, ending your life. The resentment and hatred are deep and shallow.

At this point, Lin Mao was finally relieved.

But he didn't expect that he died overnight and returned to his old age, but he dreamed of the Qiaoluo River again.

The man leaned against the railing and looked at him helplessly, his face was vaguely the best it had been back then, handsome and bright, like a moon without clouds.

"Oh, cat...how can I do this?"

Qiao Luohe sighed, his eyes filled with sorrow.

Lin Mao stared at his former friends, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, but was dazzled by the joy of not seeing his friends for a long time, and in a daze, he even thought that he was a middle-aged man who carelessly raised children back then.

"What should I do? Is there anything in this world that can be difficult for the holy hand Impermanence Qiaoluo River?"

He walked over slowly, stole the wine bottle from Qiao Luohe, took a sip happily—but what he drank was sweet and warm sweet-scented osmanthus wine—knowing that Lin Mao’s body couldn’t drink and was hungry, Qiaoluohe would often bring the kid something to drink to tease him.

Lin Mao was so angry that he kicked Qiao Luohe, who flinched away lightly.

"My son..."

The man gave Lin Mao a sullen look and said, "It was agreed before, if I have a son and you have a daughter, then you will be in-laws. Now that my son is so old, where is your daughter?"

Lin Mao was stunned for a moment, and vaguely remembered that he had made such an agreement with Qiao Luohe in the very distant past.

For some reason, he felt a little guilty.

"I haven't married a wife for so many years. You ask me to have a daughter. Where can I change a daughter with you?"

He said to Qiao Luohe stiffly.

Qiao Luohe's face suddenly changed.

"How can you say that you really plan to renege on it like this? My son was born handsome and handsome, but there is no red line on the marriage stone—you missed my son's marriage for three lives, what are you going to bring to accompany him?!"

Obviously before, he still looked like Mr. Jia, but Qiao Luohe's face slowly turned blue while he was speaking.

There was a gust of wind in the previously bright and comfortable small building, the red candle was extinguished, and then a bright blue light burst out again with a puff.

Lin Mao felt a pain in his chest, and the hair on his back blew up. Looking at Qiao Luohe again, the man's face was covered with blood, his eyes were red, and a sickle-like horn grew out of his forehead.

"It's fine if you kill me, now you want to kill my child?!"

While Qiao Luohe was talking, he came towards Lin Mao. Lin Mao was so frightened that he just wanted to hide, but he couldn't move his body. He could only watch Qiao Luohe coming in front of him like a ghost.

"I... I didn't do it on purpose... Luohe... I have always, always been ashamed of you..."

Many years of remorse and pain rushed into Lin Mao's heart, which actually made him burst into tears while speaking.

"If that's the case, then you will be a daughter to match my son, and you should be paying my debt!"

That Qiao Luohe suddenly grinned at him, and said with a wheeze, at some point in his hand, he pulled a red thread, which was about to be tied to Lin Mao's finger——

[No...don't...don't! 】

Immediately afterwards, Lin Mao woke up from the nightmare with a sharp pain in his throat.

"Cough...cough..."

He was so frightened by the nightmare before that he just wanted to let out a long breath. He didn't want his throat to have an old injury, but the act of shouting involved the wound, which made him unable to speak a word. After waking up, he even lay on the edge of the bed. After coughing with blood in his mouth for a while, he slowly came back to his senses.

Looking around, the place he was in was no longer a remote and cold field, but an extremely magnificent room. Bright crystal glazed lamps hang down from mid-air, under the crystal clear lamps are tassels strung with small gem beads of various colors, gold lotus bells are tied underneath, animal furs are spread on the ground, and cushions and pillows made of silk and brocade are casually placed. Throw it all over the floor.The censer inlaid with mica pieces and mother-of-pearl is placed in the room near the four corners——

Lin Mao just glanced at it and couldn't help turning his face away. The incense burner was cast in the shape of a man and a woman, which looked very unsightly.There was a strong aroma in the air, accompanied by a bit of unexplainable fishy smell, like a living thing twisting its body and wriggling in this room.Lin Mao covered his mouth and nose and rested for a while, knowing that there should be windows in the room—the layers of veils trembled in the fragrant wind, causing the glazed lamp to slowly rotate a small half circle in mid-air, The light refracted on the gemstone tassels below, causing a scaly halo of light.

Someone outside is singing and drinking orders, the lingering sound of silk and bamboo, and the teasing between men and women, if there is or is not, the fragrance is surging.Lin Mao leaned against the wall on a low couch, half covered with a coral-colored soft quilt, but his head was dizzy, and it was almost impossible to tell whether it was reality or another dream in front of him.

But at this moment, someone suddenly turned around from behind a layer of gauze curtains, saw Lin Mao leaning against the bed with a haggard face, and shouted in surprise.

"You, you... you woke up!"

The man's voice was quite nice.

But when Lin Mao raised his head, what he saw was a middle-aged man with a yellow face and drooping eyebrows, a black mole the size of a mung bean on the tip of his nose, hunched over, and with the chicken shit green clothes on his body, he looked like a turtle Become refined.

It was strange that the man was leaning towards Lin Mao happily, but Lin Mao didn't even see the man's actions clearly, and felt that the man's hand was already on his arm.

"Well……"

Lin Mao couldn't hold back and leaned back, groaning weakly.but.He immediately noticed something was wrong—this man was dressed and even looked like the lowest servant, but his palms were rough, and his tiger's mouth was full of thick calluses that could only come from long-term sword practice.Lin Mao's eyes were fixed, and then he looked at the servant, and this time he met a pair of clear and water-like pupils under the swollen eyelids.

Lin Mao was startled, and somehow knew that this person was Qiao Luohe's stupid son—Qiao Muyun.

I don't know what kind of tool this person used to turn himself into this appearance...... Lin Mao thought of the nightmare he had before, and wondered if Qiao Luohe was really because of his son's stupidity And he was so angry that he fell into his dream.

"Young master, is there any discomfort in your body?"

Qiao Muyun didn't notice what was going on in Lin Mao's mind, but he couldn't help but kept looking at Lin Mao, and when he noticed that the other person's face was ugly, he was immediately worried, and a wave of true energy was injected into Lin Mao's body while speaking.But before the zhenqi had time to go to Zhoutian, it dissipated in Lin Mao's meridians for no reason like a mud cow entering the sea.It was also thanks to Qiao Muyun's internal kung fu practiced extremely solidly, and the Yang Zhuan Kung Fu also had its own subtleties, and the zhenqi input into Lin Mao's body continued like a trickle. After a long time, it finally made Lin Mao feel ashamed. There is a little more blood on the face.

Lin Mao covered his throat with his hands, and waited to ask Qiao Muyun a few words with the pain, but the latter had already started to explain.

"Your throat was injured before, so don't force yourself to speak—I'll talk to you first, don't worry."

Qiao Muyun looked at the frowning and pretty face of the young man in front of him, and unconsciously took his hands away from that person... But he was afraid that the sweat from his palms would stain the other's delicate and smooth skin.

"...The place we are now is 'Spring Breeze'."

He said.

Hearing the three words at the end of the sentence, Lin Mao opened his eyes wide, and looked at Qiao Muyun in disbelief.

It turned out that this "Spring Breeze" was nothing but a well-known brothel on the rivers and lakes.It is famous because seven of the top ten famous prostitutes in the south of the Yangtze River are from the Spring Breeze, and secondly because the expenses in the Spring Breeze are very expensive. I can't even afford a cup of tea here.

However, what Lin Mao hates the most in his life is this business of selling people as goods. The Spring Breeze was built on the edge of the Wangyou Valley site, and it was because of Lin Mao that he killed Qiao Luohe, the eldest lady of the Qiao family. They came here to disgust him—but they didn't expect that now that he died and lived again, he was actually captured here alive.

Qiao Muyun looked at Lin Mao's brows furrowing for no reason, never feeling so uneasy in his heart, and naturally there was some eagerness in his explanation.

"My lord, don't misunderstand me, I didn't intend to insult you... Really, really, the three people in Wangyou Valley have gone crazy now, they are digging three feet to find me... no, find us I also have no choice but to settle you here first."

Having said that, Qiao Muyun's eyes dimmed.

He really didn't expect that Jin Lingzi would attach so much importance to the young man in front of him.Although he expected to bring someone out from Wangyou Valley to cause some trouble for himself, he didn't expect the trouble to be so big.

At that time, Ji Wuming is now in charge of Bai Dao, and Jin Lingzi is in charge of the Demon Sect, and the black and white Taoists in the martial arts are actually like a family.What is even more surprising is that Chang Xiaoqing, who never cared about martial arts affairs, now looks like a mad dog with a whip tied to his tail, as if he wants someone to find him at all costs.

If it weren't for the Qiao family's own property in the Spring Breeze, Qiao Muyun and Lin Mao wouldn't even be able to take in here.

"Now, please allow me to be abrupt. May I ask who you are..."

After Qiao Muyun finished talking about the predicament the two of them were facing, she suppressed the sadness in her heart and asked Lin Mao cautiously.

Seeing Chang Xiaoqing's crazy appearance, no matter how stupid Qiao Muyun was, he could guess that the identity of the boy he rescued was not simple.

I'm afraid he is not Jin Lingzi's man...

It's the lover Chang Xiaoqing secretly raised in Wangyou Valley!