Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 175

Driven by Jiang Xiaochuan, the fly got closer and closer to the Rag King, and finally turned around and flew away three inches away from him.

Jiang Xiaochuan could see clearly that it was not that the fly did not want to move forward, but that it was blocked by an invisible barrier.

"It's foreign energy!"

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaochuan was shocked. His cultivation level could be hidden, but the external aura formed by his strong skills could not be concealed.

"Old Wang, have you heard?"

Jiang Xiaochuan pretended to be casual and asked: "Brother Zhuzi's boy drank pesticide today!"

He had the answer in his mind, but maybe the Tattered King had left too deep an impression on Jiang Xiaochuan, so he still had a trace of doubt in his heart.

"Not only did I hear about it, I also saw it -"

He let out a big wine burp, and the Tattered King was so drunk that he almost fell on the table. "That boy from the Zhuzhu family is just too curious. He wants to try everything. He mistakenly took the pesticide for a drink."

"As everyone knows, being too curious can sometimes cost you your own life!"

After the words fell, the Tattered King's swaying body couldn't hold on, and his head hit the table with a "bang", followed by a long snore.

Warning?

Snoring like an electric drill disrupted Jiang Xiaochuan's thoughts.

But no matter what, the truth was right in front of him, and he couldn't sleep or eat well until he understood it.

Feeling fierce in his heart, Jiang Xiaochuan grabbed a chopstick and threw it towards the Tattered King. The chopstick turned into an afterimage and hit the Tattered King's wrist.

There is no doubt that if this blow is successful, the Tattered King's wrist will be pierced.

At the critical moment, a dark palm lifted up and flicked the chopsticks casually.

I saw that the originally extremely fast chopsticks turned into an afterimage and flew towards the earth wall at an even faster speed, piercing it like a tofu.

"It seems that you don't take your life seriously!"

An unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded, and then, an extremely terrifying aura enveloped Jiang Xiaochuan.

Under this domineering aura, Jiang Xiaochuan's soul trembled.

"What realm is this?"

Feeling the faint murderous intention in the voice of the Tattered King, Jiang Xiaochuan secretly regretted that he should not have pierced the window paper.

After fusing the ancient jade, he knew that ordinary martial arts practitioners could only strengthen their bodies no matter how long they practiced.

The powerful ones can reach the acquired strength. In this era, the spiritual energy is already quite barren, and it is not easy to reach this level.

But this is just the threshold. After the day after tomorrow, there are innate, master, nirvana, transformation, and spiritual enlightenment.

He absorbed the power of the blood stone and reached the peak of his acquired strength, but facing the Tattered King was like a baby who had just learned to walk facing an adult.

Jiang Xiaochuan guessed that he was at least a late-stage master.

"Old~Senior."

After swallowing, Jiang Xiaochuan asked cautiously, "What is your purpose of hiding your name in the village for so many years?"

"interesting."

The Tattered King stood with his hands behind his hands and tutted: "You have had the Yin evil energy entering your body for many days. If you were not a pure Yang body, you would have died long ago. If you don't have time to ask about what is available here, you might as well think about how to survive."

Hearing this, Jiang Xiaochuan's face froze, and then he smiled bitterly.

What the Tattered King said was true. During the past two days of practice, he had lost contact with Gu Yu and had no protection from Gu Yu.

While running the "Immortal and Demon Together", the thoughts of killing in his heart became stronger and stronger, and the accumulated evil energy became more and more intense.

It won't be long before he will be completely backlashed, reduced to a mindless killing machine, and finally explode to death.

However, his eyes soon brightened up. Since the Tattered King could reveal the mystery in his body, there might be a way to crack it.

The murderous intention subsided lightly, and Jiang Xiaochuan felt at ease. With a flattering look on his face, he poured a large bowl of wine for the Tattered King to please him:

"Senior, you are knowledgeable about the past and present, you are knowledgeable and knowledgeable, you have a kind heart, you save lives and heal the wounded, you have hands and eyes that are as good as the sky, you are unparalleled, and the older you get, the more handsome you are..."

"Go! Go! Go."

It seemed that he didn't really want to kill Jiang Xiaochuan. In an instant, the Rag King returned to his old ways. He leaned lazily on his chair and said angrily: "You kid, don't even try to get words out of me."

"You know my secret. It stands to reason that I should kill you directly. But first of all, you are quite lovable in what you do. Secondly, you are going to die anyway. The more you know, it will only increase your troubles. It makes no sense, now disappear before I change my mind!"

Although the second item, the Tattered King, did not say it clearly, Jiang Xiaochuan vaguely guessed that the reason why the Tattered King did not directly kill him should be related to this.

And he neither covets his own ancient jade, nor is he curious about where his cultivation level comes from. It probably has something to do with the second point.

But as to what it was, he didn't know.

After several attempts to please him, the Tattered King still didn't tell him the secret to cracking the problem, and Jiang Xiaochuan also lost his temper.

He put the meat and wine together on the table, put them in his arms and turned around to leave.

"You kid, put your things down for me, or I'll... kill you!"

Behind him, the Tattered King smacked his lips and said angrily.

"Kill it."

Jiang Xiaochuan opened the door, "If others knew that a peerless master killed someone just for a bite of pork head, I'm afraid it would make them laugh out loud!"

Just as the two were talking, a voice came from afar.

"Old man, you're hiding in such a quiet place, it's so easy for me to find you!"

An old voice floated into Jiang Xiaochuan's ears like a feather. There was obviously no one in the yard, but the voice sounded like someone was speaking in his ear.

Standing outside the door, Jiang Xiaochuan's scalp felt numb. Before he could react, the figure of the Tattered King appeared in the yard in the blink of an eye.

Under the cold moonlight, the Tattered King's face was as dark as water, and disgust and uneasiness welled up in his cold eyes.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaochuan hid in the house and locked the door.

Although he has obtained the inheritance, he has only been practicing for a few months, which is not enough compared to these old monsters.

Even the unfathomable King of Rags looked like he was facing a formidable enemy. If he didn't run away, he was really afraid that the two of them would start fighting over a disagreement and slap him to death.

After entering the house, Jiang Xiaochuan felt a little more at ease. He pulled a stool and placed it at the crack in the earth wall. He took out the pig's head meat from his arms and sat there eating while observing what was going on in the yard.

Not long after, a stooped old man appeared in the yard.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Jiang Xiaochuan looked at him. After a moment, the pig head meat in his mouth almost spurted out.

The old man was very thin, wearing a dark gray cloth robe, with long white to yellow hair hanging down behind his back, and a face full of wrinkles that could be described as miserable.

A scar as thin as a finger opened directly from the left forehead to the right chin.

It was like a big maroon centipede lying on his face.