Chapter 57:

"It’s over already? So fast?" Wang Songhe’s eye twitched.

They originally came to support Qiao Mu, but they didn’t expect that when they arrived, the battle had already ended.

Looking at the devastation on this street, and Qiao Mu covered in blood, he could also guess that Qiao Mu had just experienced a very fierce battle.

His gaze finally landed on the corpse at Qiao Mu’s feet, Yan City’s Lord Guo Yan.

"Although he was injured, I didn’t expect him to actually die at Qiao Sen’s hands…"

"Like this… is also good."

Wang Songhe’s eyes sparkled.

Guo Yan was a person with some cleverness and wit. As the lord of a small town, he maneuvered between top forces such as the Wuji Association, Great Yan Imperial Court, and Immortal Gate. Not only did he not make a mess of things, but he also gained quite a bit.

Just like… Wang Songhe’s past identity was also discovered by this person. Now that he’s dead, Wang Songhe is relieved.

Therefore, the two of them fought each other, battling until they were both injured.

However, Wang Songhe didn’t expect that Guo Yan, who was so scheming, would die so easily.

Wang Songhe and the others were very surprised.

The commanding officer of the soldiers guarding the city gate was even more shocked than Wang Songhe and the others. He almost couldn’t hold on to his spear:

"There are still so many members of Qiao’s family?"

Wang Songhe and his group came out of the secret passageway in the water well. There were only five or six of them, not many.

Led by Wang Songhe, all the bandits in this group had their faces covered, hiding their appearance.

Only Qiao Mu didn’t wear a mask.

He wanted everyone in Yan City to remember his face.

So the captain of the city gate guards instinctively saw Qiao Mu as the leader of this group, the representative of the Qiao’s family.

"What Qiao’s family? Does Brother Qiao Sen have other family members helping him?" Zhang Kui, the mountain bandit, stared blankly, feeling confused.

"He’s talking about us." Wang Songhe said helplessly.

Wang Songhe’s original surname is Wang.

Some people think he should be surnamed Song, so they call him Songhe.

Now, some people think he’s surnamed Qiao.

Strange enough, he had a new surname, which really puzzled him.

But it wasn’t the right time to think about these things. Wang Songhe quickly rushed towards Qiao Mu.

"Brother Qiao Sen, it’s time to go." Wang Songhe looked worriedly at Qiao Mu, who was covered in blood, and reminded him:

"Since Guo Yan has been executed, we should leave now."

"Although we set fire to the Lord’s mansion, attracting the attention of the local garrison, it won’t be long before the main forces from the military camp arrive."

Wang Songhe’s several bandits under his command were all skilled in lightness skills, and they arrived quickly.

But they didn’t have much time left.

Before the words even fell.

In the distance, there came a rumbling sound of horse hooves, and the ground of the street beneath my feet trembled slightly.

There appeared a large group of soldiers in the distance, swiftly approaching.

Guo Yan, the ruler of the city, was assassinated in broad daylight. This was a major event that could make the entire Yan City shake, so it was natural for these soldiers to arrive quickly.

"Why leave? It would be better if I died here…" Qiao Mu nodded and looked up at the commanding officer of the soldiers on the city gate tower.

"Open the city gate," Qiao Mu uttered.

Qiao Mu was heavily injured at this moment and had little strength left.

These words didn’t sound like coercion, but rather like a natural command.

Though not loud, this word made the commanding officer of the soldiers startle.

Even though there were many colleagues rushing for reinforcements from afar, it’s hard to put out a fire that’s close by.

If he doesn’t listen to Qiao Mu’s words, he can certainly hold him back, but he will surely be killed by Qiao Mu and others before the reinforcements arrive!

"Open the city gate!" he shouted loudly, giving the order.

It’s not that he’s afraid of this Qiao Mu, but mainly because Yan City has been sealed off for too long, and he also wants to breathe some fresh air.

Amidst the rumbling sound of the rotating axle, the gate of Yan City opened.

"You go ahead, I’ll stay behind."

Qiao Mu grabbed a fine horse, but didn’t gallop out of the city.

In this critical moment, he turned his horse around at the city gate and faced the densely approaching Yan City guards.

"Brother Qiao…." mountain bandit Zhang Kui and others were deeply moved.

It is said that true colors are revealed in times of hardship, and every minute and every second is a matter of life and death. Yet, Qiao Mu actually wants to stay behind for them?

These bandits sneakily infiltrated the lord’s mansion and had a little skirmish with the remaining guards, but they didn’t suffer serious injuries.

Qiao Mu, who volunteered to cover the rear, got the heaviest injuries, right?

"Brother Qiao Sen is truly a heroic man!" Zhang Kui and the others couldn’t help but praise, then they quickly rode off on the swift horses.

In this critical moment, nobody played out those melodramatic scenes like "You go first" "No, you go first" "I won’t go, you go first" "If you don’t go, I won’t go" "Then let’s go together" …

Since Qiao Mu made the decision, they wouldn’t be melodramatic either.

So the bandits rushed out of the city at the fastest speed.

Before leaving, they didn’t forget to take down Qiao Lin’s body from the wooden rack and carried the corpse with them.

Meanwhile, Qiao Mu faced a sea of dark soldiers and showed a brave smile, ready to embrace death. Searᴄh the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He was about to die again.

Hooray!

However, what he saw next made his face turn dark.

The masses of soldiers running towards him seemed to slow down when they saw Qiao Mu and the body beneath his feet.

Even though they were running with great force, causing the ground to shake, Qiao Mu waited and waited, but this group of soldiers never came to kill him with their swords.

Hurry up… Qiao Mu shouted in his mind.

Hurry up… These soldiers also shouted in their minds, saying, "The city gates are open, why aren’t you running?"

Qiao Mu waited for a long time, looking up at these soldiers with confusion.

"How dare he kill the lord of the city? Today I vow to kill this thief! Attack!" The leader, a military officer named Zheng, was filled with killing intent, but when he saw Qiao Mu’s gaze, he instinctively looked away.

And so, Qiao Mu understood.

He understood them very well, he was familiar with their gaze.

"A group of cowards! Gutless rats!" Qiao Mu hated and was angry, he was really furious:

"They don’t even have the courage to kill a dying man!"

At this point, he had no choice left.

To die forcibly at the hands of a demoralized army, this meaningless sacrifice, without thinking, is not considered a high-quality death.

Therefore, Qiao Mu turned his horse around and galloped out of Yan City.

Beside him, Wang Songhe sighed softly.

"Brother Qiao Sen, it’s not that they are weak. Don’t you think about what the three of you, the father and son of Qiao Family, have done in this Yan City?"

Qiao Mu slapped Childe Guo in the street, angrily confronting City Lord Guo Yan.

Qiao Lin bravely entered the Lord’s Mansion, and in front of Guo Yan, he stabbed Childe Guo to death with a spear. Then he fought alone until his death.

What about Qiao Sen?



He directly led a group of people to sneak into Yan City and assassinate City Lord Guo Yan.

Guo Yan is already the ruler of the city. He is considered the top figure in Yan City in terms of strength and influence. Now that such a person is dead, who would dare to provoke "Qiao Sen" from the Qiao family?

There are people who dare to provoke the Qiao family, such as Guo Yan and his son.

Now they have reunited as a complete family.

Though "Qiao Sen" was severely injured and appeared to be dying, who would dare to touch him?

Behind Qiao Mu, there are a few members of the "Qiao’s family," like Wang Songhe, observing nearby.

Qiao Mu，Qiao Lin，Qiao Sen.

The Qiao family, consisting of three people, left a strong and impressive mark in the city of Yan with their blood.

Even if they killed the dying Qiao Sen, the soldiers would not have much credit, given that Guo Yan was already dead. They would not risk their lives for nothing.

"It’s not that they are weak, it’s just that your Qiao family is too much for them to handle," Wang Songhe said, feeling a bit dizzy.

It’s hard not to admire a daring man who sacrifices himself without fear of death.

What’s even more astonishing is that it’s not just one brave man, but three! They keep coming, making people tremble in fear!

However, Wang Songhe’s praise didn’t make Qiao Mu happy.

In fact, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

He couldn’t tolerate it any longer, the anger was building up inside him!

"You’re the one who can’t be dealt with, your whole family can’t be dealt with!" Qiao Mu retorted, turning his head to vent his frustration.

He said a sentence and then a mouthful of blood sprayed out directly from his mouth.

Feeling both angry and tired, he fell off his horse just as he was leaving the city, his vision going black.

"Qiao Sen has fainted!" Wang Songhe acted the quickest, catching Qiao Mu who fell off his horse, his face filled with an inexplicable emotion.

"This father and son, Qiao Lin and Qiao Sen, are truly cut from the same cloth. They are brave, courageous, and dare to be the first. They are true heroes!"

"Like father, like son. The three members of the Qiao Family, father and son, are all righteous men who value honor over life and death!"

As he looked at Qiao Mu in his hands, he felt a deep sense of admiration and secretly made a vow in his heart.

Previously, Qiao Lin bravely stormed the Lord’s residence alone and was on the brink of death, suffering severe injuries. He boasted beforehand, but ultimately failed to save him, unable to change fate.

Such a thing cannot happen again!

How could he just watch this righteous man be critically injured and die?

"After such a fierce battle, you managed to overcome everything. City Lord Guo Yan was killed by you. How can we let you die on your way back?"

"I, Wang Songhe, will never let you die like this!"

Last time, I failed in treating Qiao Sen, causing him to lose his beloved son. But this time, Wang Songhe will definitely not fail again!

……………………..

Outside Yan City, among the mountains.

Inside the mountain hideout of the bandits.

As soon as Wang Songhe returned to the hideout, he gathered all the doctors from the hideout to assist him. They worked tirelessly to save the critically injured Qiao Mu.

This treatment lasted for three days.

By the third day, Qiao Mu’s condition finally stabilized, although he still hadn’t woken up.

Wang Songhe felt a little relieved, and while resting inside the medical center, Zhang Kui came in.

This Zhang Kui was a skilled subordinate of his, skilled in wielding dual spears, and was a master in martial arts with extraordinary powers.

At the time, Zhang Kui also took part in the assassination of Guo Yan in Yan City, and now he was entering the medical center.

"Brother." Zhang Kui hesitated for a moment and said seriously:

"You see, should we divide the spoils first?"

"Three days ago, we entered the Yan City Lord’s mansion and found many valuable things, especially in the secret room, there were martial arts manuals from the Wuji Association, which were quite rare treasures!"

"Qiao Sen has been unconscious for three days, should we divide the things first? When Qiao Sen wakes up, we can discuss it again."

Zhang Kui was truly jealous.

Clearly, they obtained good treasures, but they couldn’t enjoy them, which made them feel really difficult to bear.

"This is not right." Wang Songhe said seriously.

"Even though Brother Qiao Sen is not part of the lord’s mansion, we can secretly enter the lord’s mansion and use the secret passage and secret room. It’s all thanks to him. He is the biggest hero."

"Let’s not talk about dividing the spoils before Brother Qiao Sen wakes up."

The two of them were in the middle of a discussion.

Qiao Mu, who had been unconscious, finally opened his eyes.

"Secret manual? What secret manual?"

Just as he opened his eyes, he saw the unfamiliar ceiling and the old face of Wang Songhe beside him.

Really unlucky.

Qiao Mu looked away with a disgusted expression.

Okay, this time I didn’t die.

But I didn’t lose either, let’s just say I stacked some buffs.

Anyway, Qiao Mu always wins, he never loses!

After experiencing this event, Qiao Mu had a deeper understanding of stacking buffs.

Qiao Mu is a brave young hero.

And Qiao Lin becoming famous so quickly in Yan City is also because of the reputation Qiao Lin established.

Qiao Sen is even more obvious.

If Qiao Sen was just an ordinary righteous person, he would end up like Qiao Mu and Qiao Lin, being killed by the crowd!

Qiao Mu and Qiao LinQiao Sen.

Qiao Mu was already in Yan City and had made a name for himself in Qiao’s family. And the fame of these three also continued to grow.

It is imaginable that if "Qiao Sen" were to die heroically in another occasion now, the news would definitely cause a sensation in Yan City.

At that time, the quality of death will surely be high!

"Brother Qiao Sen, wake up," said Wang Songhe with a slight smile, relieved.

This time, finally, there was no accident.

The earlier established character of being successful in medical studies must not collapse!

"I don’t want to talk to you. Zhang Kui, let’s talk about the secrets of the Wuji Association," said Qiao Mu.

He moved his body, feeling the pain throughout, but his condition was clearly stronger than the last time.

His body could move, but there was barely any internal strength within the dantian and qihai, and the meridians throughout his body were greatly damaged.

"Don’t worry for now. We can talk about the secret later. The most important thing now is your health," Wang Songhe explained with a gentle expression.

This time, Qiao Mu’s physical injuries were not fatal, although they were still quite severe.

After three days of rescue by Wang Songhe, he finally woke up successfully.

The more serious injuries were actually internal, caused by the self-destructive method called the "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method," which put a great burden on the body.

"Almost all of your meridians are destroyed, and your internal strength is nearly gone… The injuries you have are mainly self-inflicted, not caused by enemy attacks…"



As Wang Songhe spoke, he felt more and more puzzled.

In his understanding, the father and son from the Qiao Family were masters of the Long Life Fist. It was obvious that they were survivors of the Qiao Family from Heyang City, perhaps from another branch.

When did the Heyang City’s Qiao Family, who practiced the Long Life Fist, become so fierce?

This seems to be a bit inconsistent with his impression of the once prestigious martial arts family in Heyang City.

"My injury is minor, let’s talk about the secret manual of the Lord’s Manor first," Qiao Mu eagerly rubs his hands.