The road to immortality is difficult, bones build immortality

Qingchen was stunned not because of the woman's graceful figure or beautiful face.

In his previous life, there were so many beautiful women with or without clothes.

What really shocked him was the woman's words "the woman of Diaoye's son in Beimang Mountain".

This sentence touched the memory deep in Qingchen's heart.

This memory involved the original owner of Qingchen's body, who had saved a seriously injured person when he was young.

Before his death, that person not only taught him the martial arts of forging jade.

He also revealed some unknown secrets involving Beimang Mountain.

It is said that it can prolong life and even involve the legendary immortals.

In the past few days of traveling through time, Qingchen has been thinking about how to get the treasures of Beimang Mountain.

Who doesn't want to become an immortal? Who doesn't want to be an ancestor?

However, Jianghu Ke was not very sure about this, but he was sure that there was something that could prolong life.

In today's world, bandits are rampant, and Beimang Mountain is a big mountain bandit in Jingguo.

There were hundreds of people in the group, all of them were ruthless and brave, and the leader, Diao Ye, was a well-known strongman.

"This is really a godsend!" Qingchen sighed in his heart, his thoughts racing.

Qingchen came back to his senses.

Seeing the woman's cry for help, Qingchen activated the Jade Forging Skill without hesitation.

He suddenly hit the woman with a move of Iron Mountain Leaning, knocking her to the ground.

She fell to the ground, her face full of astonishment, obviously not expecting things to turn out like this.

In her opinion, even if no one came to save the beauty, few people would attack a beauty like her and help the tyrant.

However, Qingchen was an absolute exception.

At this moment, a slightly pale-faced Mr. Zhao ran over excitedly, laughing arrogantly as he ran,

"Little bitch, run, keep running, see where you can run to!

Even if you scream your throat out, no one dares to save you! Hahahaha!"

Mr. Zhao's eyes were glued to the woman, not hiding his greed and desire.

Then, Mr. Zhao looked up and down at Qingchen, nodded with satisfaction,

"You are quite sensible and didn't seek death."

It turned out that he saw Qingchen in a daze at the door, and mistakenly thought that Qingchen was also attracted by the beauty of this beautiful woman.

Qingchen immediately put on a flattering smile and explained with a smile,

"How dare I do anything rash? I just saw this girl and thought she was a prostitute who ran away secretly, and I was a little out of control for a while."

He cleverly concealed his true intentions, and at the same time secretly observed Mr. Zhao's reaction.

After hearing this, Master Zhao said with satisfaction, "Oh? Really? Then it seems that you are quite sensible."

Qingchen nodded and bowed quickly, "Yes, yes, I know, I would never dare to have any unreasonable thoughts."

Beside the fallen woman, Master Zhao's vanity was greatly satisfied by Qingchen's compliments.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a smug smile, and he asked condescendingly:

"What is your name? If you encounter any trouble in the future, just report the name of Master Zhao of the City Lord's Mansion."

Qingchen's face was immediately filled with a flattering smile, and he replied respectfully:

"My name is Qingchen, thank you Master Zhao for your support. I am willing to go through fire and water for Master Zhao, and I will do anything for you!"

Master Zhao nodded with satisfaction, with an even more smug smile on his face. He liked the feeling of being sought after and admired.

Although his followers always flattered him on weekdays, today's scene gave him a different kind of satisfaction.

At this moment, the woman who had just fallen to the ground struggled to stand up, her eyes full of resentment.

She glared at Qingchen fiercely, and then turned her eyes to Mr. Zhao,

"I am from Beimang Mountain. If you don't let me go, Beimang Mountain will definitely make you Jincheng pay the price!"

Hearing this, Qingchen lowered his head, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Mr. Zhao laughed out loud, and mocked with disdain:

"Oh, little lady, you are so arrogant!

This young master likes you like this, scream, scream, see if your lover can save you, hahahahahaha!"

The woman was completely enraged by Mr. Zhao's arrogance and obscene attitude, and the pride on her chest began to shake up and down.

Mr. Zhao winked slightly, and several strong followers immediately understood.

They quickly tied the woman's hands behind her back, ignoring her struggles and scolding.

At the signal of Master Zhao, the followers roughly dragged the woman to the depths of the brothel.

Master Zhao followed closely with a lewd smile on his face, as if he couldn't wait to enjoy the next "fun".

The woman's shoes dragged on the ground, leaving a long trail.

The passers-by around saw the woman being dragged away, and they stopped to watch, with complicated expressions on their faces.

An old man who was setting up a stall sighed, shook his head and said:

"Alas, what's wrong with this world?

Floods and banditry have made the people miserable, and people are still giving out porridge outside the city, but there are people in this city who are committing such evil."

A middle-aged woman next to him couldn't help but interrupt:

"Yes, this Mr. Zhao is really lawless.

There are hundreds of bandits in Beimang Mountain, and he dares to provoke them. Isn't he afraid of getting into trouble?"

"Humph, trouble? In this Jincheng, Mr. Zhao is the sky, what trouble is he afraid of?"

A young man said disdainfully, but a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

The old man sighed again and said helplessly:

"This world is really hard to see through.

The hungry people outside the city are still struggling for a mouthful of porridge, but there are people in this city who are so extravagant and licentious. "

Everyone was silent after hearing this.

Some of them looked at the woman being dragged away, with some sympathy and desire in their eyes.

But no one dared to step forward to stop it, and waited until Mr. Zhao walked away before daring to say a few words.

This scene caused some commotion and some rumors in this alley at night.

However, it was the next morning.

The commotion last night seemed to be just a dream, leaving only some fresh talk on the streets.

There was only a scarred and nameless female corpse outside the city, but the breakfast of several hyenas outside the city was indeed settled.

"Brother! Brother! Wake up, porridge is being served outside the city! Wake up! "

The clear voice of a child echoed in the dilapidated hut, full of eagerness and expectation.

Looking in the direction of the voice, I saw a little girl about eight years old.

She was shaking and pushing a young man lying on the grass, trying to wake him up.

This young man looked nearly twenty years old, with a moderate build. Although not burly, he exuded a sense of agility.

His face was somewhat handsome, but due to the running around in recent days, his face was covered with some dust, which made him look a little dull.

Despite this, a few strong muscles can still be seen from his slightly worn collar.

It suggested that he was extraordinary and was obviously a martial artist.

He was a little impatient at this time, and there was no feeling of an elder brother looking at a younger sister in his eyes.