My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

"Children of aristocratic families, aren't they running rampant in the world?" Chen Mu sighed helplessly.

Although the five ghosts moving the mountain can break the aura, it consumes too much.

He was empty after two attempts last night. If Si Kouyu can hold on for a while longer, he will surely die.

Even if there is a magic weapon, how can other Jianghu people meet the children of aristocratic families?

"That's what happened." Jie Jia said indifferently, "It's not like he hasn't killed him."

Chen Mu: "..."

See what you can do! You're the only one who killed the children of the aristocratic family, right?

I just killed one last night!

So Chen Mu also said calmly, "It's really not that bad."

Jie Jia squinted at Chen Mu.

Chen Mu was unmoved, a group of happy hearts.

No explanation!

We're not that kind of vain person.

It's not like you, an old man, who spends all day with the old yellow calendar.

...

After dinner, Chen Mu hung a lantern in the pavilion and lit the incense of repellent. Serve with two cups of Xiaoshi Jiejie herbal tea.

Handing a cup to Jie Jia, he continued to ask: "What should I do if I encounter the aura of protection?"

The money has been given, and it is still necessary to ask clearly.

Jie Jia took a sip of herbal tea and glanced at Chen Mu: "Didn't you say it's not good?"

Chen Mu looked indifferent: "Yes. I just want to know how useless they are."

Jie A: "..."

After a long while, he said lightly: "If you can't escape, just wait to die."

"Isn't there any way?" Chen Mu was not annoyed: "And armored soul?"

Jie Jia shook his head: "Aura is transformed from courage, which is stronger than courage."

"Can you smash a bowl of ice with a bowl of water?"

"If you hit it, run away. Rub it a little and you're done."

"So only the magic weapon can break the aura?" Chen Mu thought thoughtfully.

Jiejia rolled his eyes, cast a glance at Chen Mu and asked, "Your sleeve sword, the ebony can be the same as the wrought iron?"

Chen Mu was stunned, and then suddenly realized that there are three, six, nine, and so on.

Whether it can be broken or not, we have to touch it to know.

"No wonder." Chen Mu whispered.

Na Si Kou Yu's attitude has always been high, looking at him as if looking at an ant, constantly reprimanding the lower class.

Thinking about it at this moment, the children of noble families and ordinary civilians are really like two species.

A young boy from an aristocratic family, he can grind to death a master of armored soul with just the aura of protection.

"Decades of hard training, but it's not as good as someone else's birth," Chen Mu said with emotion: "It's a desperate world..."

Jie Jia glanced at Chen Mu: "Don't underestimate Jia Soul."

Chen Mu's heart moved, is there any other way to break the aura?

"If the pressure on the water is strong enough, its instant explosive power can easily shatter ice cubes." Jie Jia said calmly.

Chen Mu's heart suddenly moved, thinking of the high-pressure water jet in his previous life.

Ice cubes are really vulnerable in front of that thing.

"How do you think I killed those aristocratic children?" Jie Jia asked indifferently.

"Isn't it a magic weapon?"

"They're not worthy." Jie Jia looked indifferent.

Chen Mu: "..."

What an arrogant old man!

"It's hard to say the complete spiritual light. But those from the family..." Jie Jia said without raising his eyelids: "It's just a defective product urged by the magic weapon. Without the support of the magic weapon, the spiritual light will be shattered."

"The quality of ordinary vigor is almost a little bit, and you can use secret techniques to temporarily increase vigor to resist the aura."

"As long as the power of the magic weapon disappears, the aura will be broken. Without the tortoise shell, the children of the noble family are just lambs to be slaughtered."

Jie Jia looked indifferent: "If the secret technique is strong enough, it will be easier, break it and kill it directly."

"Of course, there are only a few people who master this kind of secret technique." The old god Jiejia was there.

Chen Mu: "..." Well, I know, you are capable, you are the kind of master who masters strong enough secret techniques, okay? !

Hey, I was so exhausted that I only devoured Si Kou Yu with five ghost bags. The old man in front of him can kill the opponent with a wave of his hand.

This gap... tsk tsk. He is still that ordinary little transparent.

Chen Mu sighed, he accepted his ordinary.

Don't ask about secrets. He hadn't even practiced You Po yet, so if he asked now, it was no use.

"Let's go and practice my shape training."

...

After sending Jiejia away, Chen Mu began to review his actions last night.

One day off, he has adjusted his mentality. The shock brought by the emotional shock of the five ghost bags was gradually accepted.

"From start to finish, I didn't use my real face."

"Wearing a mask and changing clothes before killing people."

"Five ghost bags are also used to transport and clean up the scene."

"On the way back, I changed my clothes several times, took Ningxiang Pills, and even got into Luohe to wash it thoroughly."

"Tattered wooden boards, broken iron lotus seeds, silver notes and copper plates, and even the corpses of men in black, all the things brought out from Chunfenglou were thrown into Luohe."

"It's impossible to trace the scene from Chunfenglou." Chen Mu felt relieved.

"Sincerity just went to Chunfenglou and took the blame for me. At present, it seems that Si Kouyu's death and I have nothing to do with it." Chen Mu gradually felt relieved.

Touching his face, Chen Mu thought thoughtfully: "The identity of Chen Mu in Qingshan County is always a bit of a hidden danger."

"My grievance with Si Kouyu originated from Lin Que."

"And Lin Que's death leaves a hole after all." Chen Mu thought of Zuo Sheng.

That night, the bright moon was hanging high, and on the way back, I happened to meet Zuo Sheng, who was unknown. It is impossible for the other party to have no association: "That's why Sun Fu doubts me."

"Fortunately, when I moved here, I have been covering up my true identity."

Before he went out to meet people, he changed his appearance every time, and fine-tuned it at home.

Even Jie Jia's daily face is different from the original Chen Mu.

"Transfiguration must continue to be pondered." Chen Mu glanced at his proficiency.

Transfiguration: 4940/10000/first order;

He never deliberately cultivated, but only pondered in his spare time on weekdays, and secretly changed his face when he saw people. Before I knew it, the Transfiguration was halfway through.

Thinking of the big search in Nanyang Mansion, Chen Mu decided to stay behind closed doors.

Jie Jia can treat the children of aristocratic families as nothing. Others obviously can't.

Chen Mu, this little transparent, is even more unacceptable.

Otherwise, Si Kouyu would not be so arrogant.

Except for encountering a few people like Jiejia, the children of aristocratic families are indeed able to traverse the world.

If it weren't for the civil strife in Daliang, Nanyang Mansion would be rarely a place of stability. Chen Mu was about to run away overnight.

"Let's hide at home for a while."

"I just can't see Miss Yutao."

"Forget it, safety first."

"If the shape-changing technique does not break through the first-order, it is better not to go out."

...

Early in the morning, Daliushu Village.

Keituo's eyes were bloodshot, and he rushed out of the village entrance in embarrassment.

Her hair was messy, and her clothes were covered in white salt stains. It was the mark left by the sweat soaked clothes.

He ran all night in the village last night!

But no matter how he ran, he couldn't find a way out. Every time I ran to the front of the Temple of the Earth.

The dozen or so subordinates have been standing at the door, warmly inviting him in to eat barbecue.

He would have been dead last night if it wasn't for the scalding hot object in his chest that kept him awake.

Reaching into his arms, he took out a small brown leather roll with the width of a palm and a thumb. Unwind the thin hemp rope tied to the leather roll.

I saw that the brown leather roll was covered with star-like red dots, and the dots were connected by silk threads. It looked like a dynamic pattern.

This is what Tang Zhanzheng Ye stuffed him with in the early morning yesterday.

At that time, the picture of the leather scroll was scarlet as blood, but now it is dim and only a little watermark remains.

Look up at Da Liushu Village.

I don't know when, five or six old people appeared under the willow tree and were playing chess with a fan.

Seven or eight bare-ass children were playing nearby.

This scene is the same as yesterday! Quito got goosebumps at the time.

Evil!

Quito suddenly noticed a figure.

The kid who was scared to cry by him yesterday was urinating and mud with his back to him.

Seemingly noticing his sight, his head suddenly turned 180 degrees, while peeing, he opened his mouth and smiled at him.

Quito: "..."

fuck!