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Chapter 95 Is it too late to move to the backing now?

(It’s the end of the month, it’s the end of the month, vote for the month)

In the City Health Department, Lin Xiao's internal strength quickly recovered, and his muscles and bones also recovered a little, but he still felt sore, numb, and painful. It was not uncomfortable at all, but he felt a little happy. It was a painful and happy feeling. Lin Xiao

Xiao once again doubted that he really had a tendency to tremble.

It shouldn’t be. At the very least, it should be a shaky S. What’s the point of trembling?

Lifting the sword, he sheathed Wen Jingxu's sword and carried it on his back. Then he searched Wen Jingxu's body for internal elixirs, golden sore medicine, silver coins, etc. This was a three-piece set necessary for traveling in the world.

"This is..." Lin Xiao saw that the style of the bank note was wrong. When he took a closer look, he found that the lines on it were not silver, but gold. The paper was smaller, but tougher. It felt like leather, full of

Tough, very delicate, as delicate as a work of art.

Lin Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly and recalled carefully, then he suddenly realized and couldn't help but express his joy: "The golden ticket, it turned out to be a golden ticket."

Dynasty currencies include gold, silver, and copper coins. Gold is the most expensive, followed by silver, and copper coins are the cheapest.

If it is a few taels of silver, it is okay to carry it with you, but if it is hundreds or even thousands of taels of silver, the weight alone is enough to overwhelm ordinary people. Although warriors are not afraid, it is not easy to carry a lot of them.

It's so inconvenient to do things with money.

Banknotes came into being. There are three denominations of banknotes: fifty, one hundred, and one thousand.

One thousand taels of silver weighs dozens or hundreds of kilograms, but it can be replaced by a piece of thin paper. How convenient.

Subsequently, gold tickets were also born, silver tickets replaced silver, and gold tickets replaced gold.

In the Dayun Dynasty, one tael of gold could be worth a hundred taels of silver. There were only two denominations of gold tickets, one hundred and one thousand.

The four gold tickets Lin Xiao got were all in denomination of 100, which was equivalent to 40,000 silver taels.

"As expected of a son of an aristocratic family, he always carries fifty thousand taels of silver with him when traveling." Lin Xiao thought of the ten thousand taels that Wen Jingxu had lost to him before, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

But think about it, I'm not bad at all. The White Bird Sword and the Xingliu Sword are both worth ten thousand taels each. If I really want to sell them, it's possible to sell them for forty or fifty thousand taels in total. Think about it, I'm also a great hero.

"Suddenly I really want to have a drink." Lin Xiao's heart was so happy that he unconsciously came up with the idea of ​​​​drinking a drink. He would not get drunk if he only drank one drink. After all, he was practicing martial arts now, so his alcohol capacity should have increased.

Yes.

They say that your ability to drink depends on your health. My body is in bad shape. Yes, that's it. After I leave here, I'll try having another drink.

"It's time to go." He quickly packed up. Although his internal strength had not been fully restored, and his muscles and bones had not fully recovered, Lin Xiao knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time.

However, just as Lin Xiao rushed out of the main hall and was about to leave the City Health Department, ten powerful figures suddenly rushed into the City Health Department. Each figure exuded an astonishing aura, and their bodies were like galloping horses. Their movements were in unison, giving Lin Xiao a shock.

There was an incomparably refined and fierce feeling, and there was a vague aura of a battlefield coming to my face.

Lin Xiao couldn't help being horrified. These ten figures were fully armed from head to toe. They carried long knives on their waists and carried crossbows that were longer than short crossbows. They even had short blades tied to their calves. They looked like elite soldiers. They were very powerful.

Ordinary.

Is this the city guard?

Lin Xiao had doubts in his heart. Compared with them, the city guards he had seen before were just a bunch of ragtag soldiers and the difference between elite soldiers and brave soldiers. He could feel it just by his aura without having to take action.

Ten figures and twenty gazes focused on Lin Xiao one after another. Their sharp and powerful gazes seemed to pierce Lin Xiao, as if they were substantial, like a ray of light on his back. At this time, another figure appeared, and as soon as he landed, his gaze immediately dropped.

Lin Xiao was extremely furious: "What a thief, how dare you come to our city's health department, where is Mr. Wen?"

"Inside." Lin Xiao responded without hesitation. Tianhe's inner breathing technique continued to operate, and his internal energy continued to recover. Thinking about it, there would be another fierce battle.

After all, they couldn't have come to congratulate themselves, to congratulate themselves on their smooth mood, and congratulate themselves on their abundant gains.

Indeed, after killing the culprit Wen Jingxu with a sword, the resentment and ill-will in Lin Xiao's heart had dissipated. As for the city guards, to be honest, there was always a wrongdoer and a debtor, not to mention that he had already killed twenty city guards before.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiao couldn't help but have a headache. Killing twenty city guards was no small matter.

The twenty city guards are, at best, just two martial arts internal practitioners and eighteen martial arts external practitioners. In terms of strength, they are nothing at all. What is important is their identity. The city guards are official people.

Killing them is, to some extent, going against the authorities.

Is there any good outcome for going against the authorities?

Most likely...no...it should be said that there is no possibility in nine out of ten. He will become a wanted criminal, running around, and eventually be caught or killed. At this point, Lin Xiao couldn't help but think of the broken heart that he had killed earlier.

Tiger.

"Where is Mr. Wen? What did you do to Mr. Wen?" Commander Wang saw Lin Xiao carrying two swords on his back and one sword in each hand. His expression immediately changed, because he still remembered that before, Lin Xiao only had one sword in each hand.

, when Wen Liang's body was later found, his sword was missing. Now that he appears here, it seems that after a fierce battle, he has another long sword.

"You're dead." Lin Xiao smiled unhurriedly, looking around with sharp eyes, looking for an opportunity to escape.

The ten brave figures of elite soldiers gave me a very strong sense of threat, especially the man standing in the middle and standing out.

Strong enemy!

Strong enemy!

"How dare you kill Mr. Wen?" The remaining luck in Commander Wang's heart seemed to have been shattered by a sharp sword, and was gone. His face changed drastically and he screamed, his teeth were split, and the horror in his heart soared to the extreme.

Mr. Wen Jingxu died and was killed in the City Health Department. This had nothing to do with him.

"I didn't kill him." Lin Xiao opened his eyes and lied. Commander Wang and others were slightly startled. They were already dead and hadn't killed him yet. But Lin Xiao's next words made them feel like they were being teased, deeply teased:

"He bumped into me himself. Maybe after seeing me, he felt ashamed and felt inferior. Living in this world is boring. If he is inferior, he will live a miserable life. He just bumped into the sword and died miserably."

By making nonsense, Lin Xiao was trying to delay as much time as possible and try his best to regain his inner strength.

"By the way, I didn't take the initiative to kill those city guards before." Lin Xiao said to himself. After a slight pause, he continued with a smile: "It's just that they are looking for death and survival one by one. They feel that the world is boring, so they might as well die.

You begged me hard before you drew the sword. The book said this is called the beauty of adulthood, and it is a good deed. You don’t need to thank me."

This was the first time for Liu Zhimao and other ten elite sergeants to describe murder in such a euphemistic manner, even taking away all the responsibilities from themselves, and labeling it as a good deed for adults. This was extremely shameless, but Commander Wang was furious and furious.

The moderate fever, mixed with the fear of the Wen family, made his mind agitated like a tidal wave.

"Captain Liu, please capture him. I want to hand him over to the Wen family for disposal." Even though Commander Wang was furious to the extreme, he did not rush forward and attack Lin Xiao. He still remembered the way Wen Liang fell in a pool of blood.

What if he rushed up alone and failed to arrest someone but was killed instead, wouldn't it be too unfair?

Even though Liu Zhimao was reluctant, his vice-captain had given the order before, so he couldn't do anything.

"Wait a moment." Lin Xiao suddenly spoke. Unexpectedly, the other party stopped and said quickly: "Are these ten also city guards?"

"Haha, listen up, we are elite sergeants in the military camp, not lame things like the city guard." Liu Zhimao chuckled and said: "My name is Liu Zhimao, captain of the military camp team in this county. Remember this name, if you

If you are lucky enough to survive, I am willing to buy you a drink."

"That might be the guillotine." Lin Xiao chuckled. This is not about holding grudges or being petty. I don't admit any of this, because it is about being particular. I, Lin Wuming, have been a particular person since I was a child.

"It's your ability to make me drink the guillotine." Liu Zhimao was slightly startled, and then laughed, because he didn't think that the young man in front of him could survive after being captured and sent to the Wen family.

Even if he survived by luck, he would probably be a useless person.

How could a martial arts family allow a person who killed a family member to live normally?

To be fair, Liu Zhimao doesn't have a good impression of the family members, and there are some reasons for this. But not having a good impression is one thing, military orders are another thing. As a sergeant, you must obey orders. This is your bounden duty.

"The weapon I have on me is called a powerful crossbow. It is not comparable to those crappy short crossbows." Liu Zhimao quickly took off the crossbow arrows he was carrying. It was indeed longer than the short crossbows of the city guards.

It has one section and is thicker, making it look more and more terrifying.

The ten powerful crossbows were all pointed at Lin Xiao. Under Lin Xiao's keen perception, he felt as if he was being stabbed by ten sharp blades. He felt cold all over his body. The cold current surged through his body and his scalp was numb.

Can't escape!

There seemed to be a warning voice in his heart, telling Lin Xiao over and over again that he could not avoid the so-called powerful crossbow shot.

Even in his heyday, he couldn't avoid it, not to mention that his inner strength has not been fully restored now.

"The short crossbow is the most common weapon of the dynasty and can threaten martial arts practitioners. If there are ten volleys, it can often kill most martial arts practitioners. This powerful crossbow is one level higher than the short crossbow and can threaten true warriors.

Killing a martial arts internal practitioner is like killing a chicken. No matter how far you are in internal training, you will definitely die if you face ten powerful crossbows." Liu Zhimao said without hesitation: "You dare to kill a family member. I, Liu Zhimao, admire you very much. Let's find another one.

If the occasion arises, I would really buy you a drink, but if I can’t do that now, I’ll just let you go.”

Lin Xiao's expression remained unchanged, but his thoughts changed rapidly like lightning.

I never expected that they would provoke an army, or an elite army, and every one of them was a master of martial arts, so that was it. It was not that there was no chance to escape. The key was that they had powerful crossbows in their hands, and I had no confidence in avoiding them.

What to do?

Is it too late to move back?

Waiting online, urgent.


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