what if i can't die

"what!"

The miserable scream sounded again, interrupting Sikong Ya's words.

Song Wan's tenth son fell to the ground clutching his stomach, and the pain continued to intensify based on how he stuck the needles.

"Father, save me, ten thousand insects are eating my internal organs!"

He was only three years old, a little older than Song Bei, and his fat and white face turned black in an instant.

"Son!"

His mother, Sifang, was still alive, and hugged her in horror, but she soon fell to the ground, and was devoured by thousands of insects just like her son.

"Create a crime, make a crime!"

Song Wanlao burst into tears, his expression full of remorse.

"Oh shit!"

Song Shi cursed, even if he knew there was a reason for revenge, he couldn't stand it anymore, turned around and strode away.

People continued to die in the lobby, except for Sikong Ya who glanced at them, the rest of the Song family were shrouded in fear and did not notice Song Shi leaving.

Even some guards only thought Song Shi was frightened.

Outside the door, a black iron guard blocked Song Shi: "Those who are suspected of being voodoo are not allowed to leave!"

Song Shi raised his hand with a cold face, the palm of the iron sand palm turned red, and he slapped it.

"Dare to do it!"

Xuan Tiewei was a strong young man, his eyes flickered with fire, his face darkened, and he slapped out the same palm.

His palm was surrounded by red air, completely filled with flames.

This is the true qi of Yanlong cultivated by his Yanlong Palm, and it also means that his strength is acquired perfection.

Bang!

The collision of pure force made the air explode. Under Song Shi's natural power and indestructible physique, his brute force was doubled, and his defense was like steel. With the entry-level iron sand palm, this palm has the power of fourteen bulls, surpassing The day after tomorrow Dzogchen.

The latter's expression changed, he didn't expect a weak-looking young master to have such palm strength, and he was repelled while his face turned red.

Kick-kick!

The stone slabs under his feet were crushed one after another, and he took three steps back in surprise before he stabilized.

Song Shi's body swayed, except for the hot palms, it had no effect.

"Step aside!"

he said coldly.

"I'm a bit capable, but do you think a little brute force can beat me, Chen Ming?"

Chen Ming's eyes widened, and a powerful scorching air flow was released from his body, causing his hair to fly and the dust on the ground to be rolled up.

His hands became red, as if there were flames burning, causing the temperature of the air to increase rapidly.

Song Shi frowned, except for his brute force, his combat experience is not very strong, he really can't take down the opponent.

Even if it is won by coincidence, there are still people in the family.

"Xiao Chen, he hasn't been poisoned, let him go!"

Sikong Ya walked out.

The Yanlong on Chen Ming's body was subdued, he immediately moved out of the way, and nodded to Song Shi: "Boy, I have some skills, I didn't expect the Song family to have some talents, I am not as good as you at your age."

"I'll be stronger."

Song Shi shook his head, and said to Sikong Ya: "My guard probably didn't get infected, can he take him away?"

"Can!"

Sikong Ya is surprisingly easy to talk.

"Thank you!"

Song Shi clasped his fists, and said to the wise man who was peeking at the door: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you come with me and continue to watch bugs kill people here?"

"okay!"

Da Zhiming Pi Dian Pi Dian ran out, followed Song Shi and left.

Seeing the two people disappearing in the distance, Chen Ming was puzzled and said: "Commander, why let them go, let alone the son of the Song family, the situation of the guards is not clear, if they are really infected, it may cause the spread of Gu insects."

"They are useful, especially this Song Shi, maybe they can help us lead the snake out of the hole."

Sikong Ya said indifferently: "I can sense Qi, neither of them got a Gu."

"However, that black poison is as careful as a mouse, and has ghosts and ghosts as his minions. Calling a few ghosts can kill them. I'm afraid it will be difficult to lure them out."

"No, this kid is born with supernatural power, copper skin and iron bones, and the guard also practiced Prajna Kung Fu, and his ability is not weak. He is also the ideal candidate for the voodoo.

Sikong Ya smiled confidently: "As long as they insist on two more assassinations, Hei Duzi won't be able to sit still."

Chen Ming was stunned and asked, "Should we send someone to help?"

"No, that guy is too cautious. If we help, it is easy to scare the snake. Unless he is out of action, don't get close. Just observe the movement from a distance. As for their life and death, what does it have to do with us? Deal with the enemies you provoked yourself. You strictly control the spread of the black blood Gu, and you can't cause too many casualties, otherwise the richest city in the south of the Yangtze River will be in chaos, and it will be really troublesome."

"Yes, Commander."

Da Congming looked at Song Shi's back, feeling a little strange.

He held back for a moment, and said, "Master, you have changed."

"It's time to change. The days when I could live a playful life every day are gone forever, and I'm not in the mood to play anymore!"

Song Shi's expression was complicated: "Thinking about it now, the money I used to visit brothels is quite dirty, and my family is more black-hearted than I thought. This world is not as peaceful as I thought!"

"My son has grown up!"

Great wisdom sighed.

"Grow up a fart, I just gave up the idea of ​​eating and waiting to die!"

Song Shi curled his lips, "Now the Song family is about to collapse, there is no chance for meddlers to die, I still have to rely on myself!"

"Right, why don't we run away and hang out in another place?" Da Congming suggested.

"You can't run away. With the means that that guy is showing now, he obviously wants to torture us until we are wiped out. The only way to be safe is to kill him."

Song Shi shook his head, he was not interested in running away.

"That's right. He killed hundreds of members of the Song family. This person is really ruthless. Fortunately, Lao Liu, I didn't marry a wife and have children, otherwise I would cry to death."

Da Zhiming nodded, quite rejoicing.

"But we have to live, go, and practice against me. I want to gain a certain amount of combat experience as soon as possible!"

Song Shi strode towards the Song family.

On the way, some people had already learned about the tragic disaster of the Song family, and when they saw him go back, they started talking about it.

"This is the seventh son of the Song family. Hundreds of members of the Song family have died, but they are still alive."

"You don't understand, this young man likes to visit brothels, he must have avoided the killing last night!"

"Is he going back? I guess he doesn't know the news yet."

"Hey, when I go back and see so many corpses, I'm probably scared to pee."

Ignoring the comments of passers-by, Song Shi returned to his courtyard, turned around and said, "Come on, I'll attack you first, give me some pointers!"

Time is running out, Song Shi can only support the battle with battle, and quickly raise his combat experience to a few levels.

"Master, let's do it!"

Da Congming also looked serious.

Boom!

With just one move, Song Shi was knocked down by Da Congming.

"Young Master, your moves are too big. Don't use all your strength. You have to leave room to change your moves."

Da Zhiming pointed out the key problem of Song Shi.

"it is good!"

Song Shi adjusted immediately, and the benefits of high comprehension were reflected. His learning ability was terrifying, and his speed of improvement was terrifying.

In half a day, Song Shi was on par with Da Zhiming in terms of boxing skills, and in another half day, he also learned most of his sword skills.