After picking a hairpin and hairpin, Qin Ziling wanted to pay, but Yun Lan didn't accept it.

"This is what I bought for my mother and sister, it is my heart, you don't take money, then whose is it? In this way, this time you count the money, and the next time I buy it for myself, you don't charge me money. Qin Ziling said.

"Flutter!" Yun Lan heard Qin Ziling say that she would buy it for herself next time, and couldn't help but purse her lips and chuckle, and said, "Mr. Qin, this obviously doesn't want to give me a chance, I'm a gouache and rouge shop, what do you need to buy for yourself, Mr. Qin?" ”

Qin Ziling was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he also understood that he had made a joke, and shook his head with a smile.

In the end, Yun Lan still had no choice but to accept Qin Ziling's one or two silvers.

Seeing Qin Ziling's departing back, Yun Lan's eyes revealed an incomparably complicated gaze.

After a long time, Yun Lan sighed faintly and withdrew her gaze.

After leaving the "Huayun" gouache rouge shop, Qin Ziling did not rush to the West City Gate immediately, but found an abandoned dilapidated house by the Xianhe River, and took out some disguised props from the corpse ring.

By the time he came out of the dilapidated house again, he was a gray-bearded hunchbacked old man.

The hunchbacked old man walked through the streets and alleys, and no one would notice that there was a beetle flying not far above the hunchbacked old man's head, and the hunchbacked old man's route was always to follow the beetle.

Corpse worms!

This is a unique tracking technique in alchemy.

Before, Qin Ziling released a sub-worm, and now it is a female worm flying in the air, and the two have a mysterious connection within a certain range.

The contact range between the two is directly related to the zombie level from which the mother worm is born, and the higher the zombie level, the farther the contact range can be generated between the two.

Qin Ziling's divine soul fused with the remnant soul of Li Mo, and after a few months, some fragments of fragmented memories gradually surfaced in his mind, especially in the past few months, he used the bronze corpse to polish and temper his body every day, and a trace of corpse power continued to integrate into his body, and some memories related to auto-alchemy gradually became somewhat clear.

The corpse insect tracking technique is one of the alchemy techniques that Qin Ziling has recalled and pondered in the past few months.

Following the mother worm all the way, Qin Ziling soon saw Zhuang Gaochi.

Then, Qin Ziling saw Zhuang Gaochi turning around and entering a secluded, empty alley.

Qin Ziling followed without the slightest hesitation.

The night is long and there are many dreams, since Zhuang Gaochi has issued words threatening his family, whether he just talks about it or will take action, it is impossible for Qin Ziling to let him live today.

"Old man, is tracking fun? Who told you to track me? Zhuang Gaochi, who had entered the alley, suddenly turned around suddenly, staring at the hunchbacked old man with fierce eyes, and his steps approached step by step.

"Ahh When the hunchbacked old man saw that he was discovered, he turned around and fled, but because of the inconvenience of his legs and feet, he fell to the ground at once, and then hurriedly got up again.

But in just a moment, Zhuang Gaochi had already rushed forward, and then jumped in front of the hunchbacked old man, blocking his escape.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'll tell the uncle, yes, yes......" The hunchbacked old man looked panicked and waved his hands wildly.

"Who is it?" The corners of Zhuang Gaochi's mouth hooked up with a sneer of disdain, and he 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, the tip of the knife is curved, there is a counterblade, the blade is light and sharp, reflecting the cold light in the winter sun.

"You!" Zhuang Gaochi couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw this, but he had a lot of actual combat experience, so he was shocked but not confused, his five fingers immediately formed dragon claws, covered with a hard cuticle, and he grabbed Qin Ziling's hand holding the knife like lightning, and at the same time raised his foot and kicked it hard at Qin Ziling's stomach.

Seeing this, a look of contempt flashed in Qin Ziling's eyes.

Zhuang Gaochi's seemingly lightning-fast shot seemed to be full of flaws in his opinion, and the speed was pitifully slow.

Qin Ziling followed and raised his foot, directly facing the leg kicked by Zhuang Gaochi.

"Click!" With a sound, Zhuang Gaochi's leg met Qin Ziling's leg, and in an instant, it was directly kicked like rotten wood, the leg bone pierced through the muscles and blood vessels, and the blood flowed straight up, and Zhuang Gaochi's whole person was even more impacted by this huge force and flew backwards.

When he flew back, Zhuang Gaochi's dragon claws were still stretching forward, as if trying to grasp something.

At this moment, a cold light came along with a face, reflecting in the pupils of Zhuang Gaochi, who was still flying backwards.

Before dying, one's intuition is exceptionally clear and sharp.

"It's you!" Zhuang Gaochi didn't recognize the old face, but before he died, he recognized those eyes at once, with a look of horror and disbelief.

"It's me!" In a flash of cold light, a great head flew into the sky, and blood spurted out.

……

Walking on the official road outside the West City with a big walk, Qin Ziling recalled that not long ago, he had crushed and killed Zhuang Gaochi in the alleys of the city, and his blood was still stirring in his body.

After tempering in the past four months, especially in the last month, Qin Ziling's limbs, especially his arms, are only a few short of breaking through to the iron level, and the other bodies have all reached the cowhide level except for a few sensitive parts, but there is still a lot of distance from the iron level.

Therefore, Qin Ziling actually knew that he was much stronger now than when he fought with his senior brother Zheng Xinghan a month ago, once the two sides fought, except for the palm membrane, Zheng Xinghan was not as tough and hard, but the power that really erupted was definitely much stronger than him, and he would definitely not be able to resist it.

But in reality, there has never really broken out or killed people, and Qin Ziling still doesn't know how lethal his outburst is.

It wasn't until just now that he used his foot to fight against Zhuang Gaochi, who was at the level of old cowhide, and directly kicked his leg off and kicked him out, which was simply devastating, and Qin Ziling realized that the power he had generated by the whole body tempering of the bronze corpse had reached such a terrifying level.

Even, Qin Ziling was a little suspicious, once his limbs broke through to the iron level, in addition to not having generated strength, in terms of strength alone, I am afraid that even a strength martial artist would be inferior to him by a few points.

Of course, there was no real fight, Qin Ziling only guessed and doubted, if he hadn't been cornered, he would definitely not have exposed his true strength in front of the strength martial artist.

"This time, I didn't use the Divine Soul Technique, but directly destroyed and killed Zhuang Gaochi with physical force, although I was simply happy, and I also had some understanding of my specific combat effectiveness, but there was still some Meng Lang."

"But it can't be helped. Zhuang Gaochi threatened my family that this risk factor must be stifled as soon as possible. Otherwise, once he contacts the helper, not only will my family be in danger, but also the news of the feud between me and him will spread, and the scope of the impact will be large, and if I kill him again, even if the suspicion is small, it will inevitably make people suspect me, and it will be a little tricky to secretly follow up and investigate me. ”

"However, when I killed him, I used leg skills and Yanling knives, and I also deliberately made some movements, so that the people in the alley could see the image of my old man's hunchback, no matter how big the brains of the people in the Dragon Palm Courtyard were, it was impossible to think of me, a disciple of the inner courtyard of the Cold Iron Palm Courtyard, whose potential was exhausted. So now it seems that Meng Lang is actually a quick knife to cut through the mess, and it should be regarded as the best choice. It didn't take long for the hot blood in Qin Ziling's body to gradually cool down, and a pair of starry eyes revealed a calmness, composure and wisdom that was very inconsistent with his age.