Chapter 60 It’s me [Fifth update asking for votes]
After choosing a hairpin and hairpin, Qin Ziling wanted to pay, but Yun Lan refused.
"I bought this for my mother and sister. It's from my heart. If you don't charge me, then who does it belong to? Well, this time you count the money. Next time I buy it for myself, you don't charge me."
Qin Ziling said.
"Phew!" Yun Lan couldn't help but pursed her lips and chuckled when she heard Qin Ziling said to buy it for herself next time, and said: "Mr. Qin obviously doesn't want to give me a chance. This is a gouache and rouge shop. Mr. Qin, you need to buy it for yourself.
what?"
Qin Ziling was slightly startled when he heard this, but then realized that it was a joke and shook his head with a smile.
In the end, Yun Lan had no choice but to accept a tael of silver from Qin Ziling.
After a long time, Yun Lan sighed quietly and withdrew her gaze.
After leaving the "Hua Yun" gouache and rouge shop, Qin Ziling did not rush to the west gate immediately. Instead, he found an abandoned shabby house by the Xian River and took out some disguise props from the corpse ring.
When he came out of the broken house again, he had become a hunchbacked old man with a gray beard.
As the old man with a hunchback walked through the streets, no one would notice that there was a beetle flying not far from the old man with a hunchback. The old man with a hunchback always followed the beetle in his walking route.
Corpse worm!
This is a unique tracking technique in corpse refining.
Previously, Qin Ziling released the daughter insects, but now the mother insects are flying in the air. The two have a mysterious connection within a certain range.
The contact range between the two is directly related to the level of zombies produced by the mother worm. The higher the zombie level, the farther the contact range between the two can be.
Qin Ziling's soul merged with the remnant soul of Li Mo. Over the past few months, some incomplete memory fragments gradually emerged in his mind. Especially in the past few months, he had been polishing and tempering his body with the help of copper corpses every day. A trace of corpse power was continuously integrated into his body, some with corpse refining techniques.
The relevant memories gradually became clearer.
The Corpse Insect Tracking Technique is one of the corpse refining techniques that Qin Ziling has recalled and figured out over the past few months.
Following the female insect all the way, Qin Ziling soon saw Zhuang Gaochi.
Then, Qin Ziling saw Zhuang Gaochi twisting and turning into a secluded, deserted alley.
Qin Ziling followed in without any hesitation.
The nights are long and the dreams are many. Since Zhuang Gaochi has issued threats to his family, whether he just talks or takes actions, Qin Ziling cannot let him survive today.
"Old man, is stalking fun? Who asked you to stalk me?" Zhuang Gaochi suddenly turned around as he entered the alley, staring at the hunchbacked old man with fierce eyes, approaching step by step.
"Ah!" Seeing that he was discovered, the old man with a hunchback turned around and ran away. However, due to the inconvenience of his legs and feet, he suddenly fell to the ground and then got up in a hurry.
But in just a moment, Zhuang Gaochi rushed forward, then jumped up and landed in front of the hunchbacked old man, blocking his escape route.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I told you, yes, yes..." The hunchbacked old man looked panicked and waved his hands wildly.
"Who is it?" Zhuang Gaochi raised a disdainful sneer at the corner of his mouth and took a step closer.
But at this moment, the hunchbacked old man's hands suddenly pulled out a knife from his back.
The blade is straight, with a curvature at the tip and a reverse edge. The blade is light, thin and sharp, reflecting the cold light in the winter sun.
"You!" Zhuang Gaochi couldn't help being shocked when he saw this, but he had rich experience in actual combat, so he was shocked but not confused. His five fingers immediately formed dragon claws, covered with hard cuticles, and moved forward like lightning towards Qin Ziling's hand holding the knife.
He grabbed it and at the same time raised his foot and kicked Qin Ziling hard in the stomach.
When Qin Ziling saw this, a look of contempt flashed in his eyes.
Zhuang Gaochi's seemingly lightning-fast attack seemed to him full of flaws and the speed was pitifully slow.
Qin Ziling then raised his foot and directly met Zhuang Gaochi's kick.
"Crack!" With a sound, Zhuang Gaochi's leg met Qin Ziling's leg. In an instant, it was kicked like a rotten wood. The leg bone penetrated the muscles and blood vessels, and blood rushed out. Zhuang Gaochi's whole body was even more affected by this huge impact.
The force impacted and flew back.
As he flew back, Zhuang Gaochi's dragon claws were still stretching forward, as if he wanted to grab something.
At this moment, a cold light and a face came like a shadow, and were reflected in the pupils of Zhuang Gaochi, who was still falling backwards.
Before death, a person's intuition will be particularly clear and sharp.
"It's you!" Zhuang Gaochi didn't recognize that old face, but before he died, he immediately recognized those eyes, with a look of horror and disbelief on his face.
"It's me!" A cold light flashed, and a big head flew into the sky, blood spurting out.
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Walking on the official road outside the West City with long strides, Qin Ziling recalled how he defeated and killed Zhuang Gaochi in the alleys of the city not long ago, and his blood was still surging in his body.
After these four months of hard work, especially in the last month of taking a lot of supplements, Qin Ziling's limbs, especially his arms, are just a few steps away from breaking through to the iron skin level. Except for a few sensitive parts of his body, the rest of his body has already reached the cowhide level.
There is still quite a gap in levels.
Therefore, Qin Ziling actually already knows that he is much stronger now than when he fought with his senior brother Zheng Xinghan a month ago. Once the two sides fight, except for the skin on his palms, he is not as tough and hard as Zheng Xinghan, but the power that really bursts out will definitely be more powerful than him.
There were so many that he absolutely couldn't resist.
But in reality, he had never actually exploded or killed anyone, so Qin Ziling still had no idea how lethal his explosion would be.
It wasn't until just now that he had a head-on confrontation with the veteran Zhuang Gaochi, kicking his legs off and blasting them, which was so devastating that Qin Ziling realized that the power he had generated by exercising his whole body with the bronze corpse had reached
To such a terrifying extent.
Qin Ziling even had some doubts. Once his limbs broke through to the level of iron skin, apart from the fact that they had not yet produced strength, in terms of strength alone, even a powerful martial artist would be inferior to him.
Of course, there was no real fight, and Qin Ziling only speculated and suspected. If he was not forced into a desperate situation, he would definitely not reveal his true strength in front of the powerful martial artist.
"This time I did not use the magic of the soul, but directly destroyed and killed Zhuang Gaochi with physical force. Although it was easy and satisfying, and I also have some understanding of my specific combat effectiveness, it still feels a bit rough."
"However, there is nothing we can do about it. Zhuang Gaochi threatened my family and must kill this dangerous factor as soon as possible. Otherwise, once he contacts helpers, not only will my family be in danger, but also the relationship between me and him.
When news of a feud spreads, the impact will be wide. If I kill him again, no matter how small the suspicion is, people will inevitably be suspicious of me. Then it will be a bit difficult to follow and investigate me secretly."
"But when I killed him, I used my leg skills and the Yan Fei Dao, and I also deliberately made some noise, so that people in the alley could see my image of an old man with a hunchback. No matter how big the imagination of the people in Youlongzhangyuan is, they can't
It is impossible to associate it with me, a disciple of the inner courtyard of Han Iron Palm who has exhausted his potential. So now it looks like Meng Lang, but in fact it is a quick way to cut through the mess, and it should be considered the best choice." Not long after, the hot blood in Qin Ziling's body
He gradually became colder, and his starry eyes revealed a calmness, composure and wisdom that was very inconsistent with his age.