Qiao Wen carefully hid the bloodstained bullet in the palm of her hand and entered the villa.

Old Man Qiao is sitting on the sofa drinking tea with Wu Sangui, after Wu Sangui became a warrior, his status in the Qiao family has gone further, he is the righteous son of Old Man Qiao, and now he is almost the patron saint of the Qiao family.

The two caught a glimpse of Qiao Wen entering the door, and at a glance saw the blood stains on Qiao Wen's clothes.

"Wenwen, what's the matter with you?" Wu Sangui said nervously.

He has been obsessed with martial arts for half his life, and he has not married, he is alone, and he almost treats Qiao Wen, who has seen him since he was a child, as his own daughter, and seeing that Qiao Wen has signs of injury, Wu Sangui is even more nervous than Old Man Qiao.

"I didn't ...... It's okay!" Qiao Wen stammered a little.

Although she knew that Qiao Lao and Wu Sangui couldn't find out that she secretly hid the bullet that caused Lu Xun's injury, Qiao Wen was still a little weak in her heart, for fear that they would see something, and her tone of voice was even more lacking in confidence, but she didn't know that this appearance made Wu Sangui even more nervous.

Wu Sangui stood up and said angrily: "Don't worry, no matter who bullies you, I will make the decision for you!"

Old Man Qiao also said seriously: "Wenwen, tell me what's going on, our Qiao family doesn't take the initiative to bully others, but we're not afraid of others bullying either!"

Qiao Wen was taken aback by the two of them, and hurriedly explained: "No, I'm not injured, I just saw Lu Xun come back, he was injured!

The two of them were relieved, and suddenly, Old Man Qiao showed an old and relieved expression again, and an old face suddenly laughed, and the wrinkles on his face were like a tender chrysanthemum blooming.

"Grandpa...... What do you mean...... Lu Xun and I have nothing!" Qiao Wen was a little furious by Qiao Lao's laughter, and stammered, and her pretty face was covered with red clouds.

Seeing this, Qiao Lao no longer teased his granddaughter, but he couldn't hide the joy on his face.

Qiao Wen was still ashamed to run away, staggered upstairs, ran back to her room without looking back, threw herself on the bed, buried her head in the quilt, and didn't care that there was blood on her Armani shirt.

Recalling the bits and pieces of getting along with Lu Xun, Qiao Wen suddenly found that she didn't hate him so much, as if Lu Xun suddenly jumped down from the stairs to save her grandfather that day, and her opinion of him was changing little by little.

Until today, recalling the moment when Lu Xun's palm touched his chest, Qiao Wen suddenly felt that there was an illusion of heat in her chest, as if Lu Xun had left some remarkable traces on it!

Qiao Wen sat up suddenly, took out the blood-stained bullet from her arms, and looked at it in her hand.

The bullet was kept close to her, and there was still residual warmth on it, Qiao Wen's two slender and delicate fingers pinched the bullet, and countless thoughts flooded her mind.

What did this color embryo do, it shouldn't be to kill people, right?

But I haven't heard of any enemies in him?

Why did the other party actually use a gun, and this color embryo was able to escape in this situation, his martial arts seem to be really powerful!

Qiao Wen stared at the blood stains on the bullet with a pair of watery eyes, and she was stupid for a while.

Downstairs hall.

After Qiao Wen left, Qiao Lao instantly smiled, and said suspiciously: "You saw Lu Xun come back just now?"

"Yes, there is nothing unusual!" Wu Sangui replied affirmatively.

Judging from the blood stains on Wenwen's body, he should have been seriously injured, but he didn't seem to be doing anything. Old Qiao was puzzled, paused for a moment, and then said, "Grandmaster...... Are they all that powerful?"

It seems to be asking Wu Sangui, and it seems to be talking to himself.

It's just that Wu Sangui is silent, he has just stepped into the realm of martial artists now, and he is even worse than Li Shuhua, who was cut off by Lu Xun, so he naturally can't answer Qiao Lao's question.

After a while, Elder Qiao finally broke away from his contemplation and said, "Find someone to check, what can hurt the Grandmaster must be a big deal, just check what is going on in Hailuo City in the past two days!"

"If it's serious, report it and let the people from the Martial Arts Department deal with it. Qiao Lao said, "I haven't been in Hailuo City for a long time, and after receiving Lin Xuetian in a few days, I will go back to Jiangcheng, maybe I will go to the capital, and the safety of Hailuo City must be guaranteed, after all, Wenwen will stay here for a year." ”

"Alas...... Wenwen and her mother ......" Qiao Lao sighed, and finally didn't say anything more.

When Wu Sangui heard this, he was a little hesitant on his face, and said, "Wait until I go to check first, the group of people in the Martial Arts Department are not easy to deal with!"

The so-called martial arts department is a special department established by the state, everyone in the department is a martial artist, Wu Sangui has dealt with them, that group of people is very arrogant, even an old man like Qiao Lao who has contributed to the country is not in his eyes, Wu Sangui is very impressed by them.

............

Lu Xun didn't know anything about the movements of the Qiao family and the Fang family.

After washing away the blood stains on his body and changing his clothes, he picked out a body forging exercise called "Eighteen Exercises of the Hammer Body" from the exercises sorted out and studied it.

With the help of strong recovery power, now the wound on Lu Xun's hand has long been restored, the palm is as clear as jade, and the skin is more delicate than Qiao Wen, and it is impossible to see that Fang Cai has been injured!

But being injured by a bullet this time also made Lu Xun vigilant.

Qi cultivators have no divine sense, and their physical bodies are too fragile, so they really don't have much advantage over those who cultivate martial arts.

Even if he is a cultivator in the condensation realm, and he is a martial artist, it is a little unrealistic to want to carry the bullet at this stage, but fortunately, Lu Xun was reborn and still retains some of the divine consciousness in his previous life, so he dodged the first three bullets.

Lu Xun pondered for a moment, unless he could find the medicinal materials needed to break through the realm and refine the pill in a short period of time, it would be impossible to break through to the Sword Yuan realm immediately.

Since he couldn't improve his cultivation to carry the bullet hard, he could only dodge it in advance, so Lu Xun planned to condense his divine sense during this time, if his divine sense was stronger at that time, he could directly turn the pistol in Fang Zihua's hand into powder, and there would be no chance to shoot at all!

In addition, in order to avoid the situation where the divine sense was blocked, Lu Xun also needed to continue to forge his body.

After looking at it for a while, Lu Xun threw the manuscript in his hand aside, this body forging technique is not complicated, and Lu Xun has mastered it after a little study.

Immediately, he began to cultivate according to the description in the exercises.

Lu Xun stood in the corner of the wall in a posture that violated the rules of physics, and from time to time made some movements that could be called breaking through the limits of human beings, and after a while, he felt that his whole body was hot, and his true qi was actually flowing at a very fast speed!

This exercise itself is to mobilize internal force to quench the body, in the martial arts of the cultivation realm, it is a martial arts holy land, and now Lu Xun is refining with true qi, and the effect is even more outstanding!

Soon, Lu Xun's body burst into an explosion like fried beans, and the physical strength that had reached the bottleneck had grown even more, and many stains were discharged from his body.