What If I Can’t Die?

At this time, Song Shi suddenly got up and took a step, the space under his feet fluctuated for an instant, this ordinary step was much more than normal, and he teleported behind Qian Wuji.

Qian Wuji was on guard, thinking that Song Shi was going to attack him secretly, and a golden dragon bodyguard swam out of him.

As a result, Song Shi stretched out his hand and snatched away his Fudo Mingwang body.

"you wanna die!"

Gan Wuji was so angry that his hair stood on his head, full of murderous aura, he jumped up, turned around and punched Song Shi on the forehead.

boom!

Song Shi raised his palm, and the two sides broke apart at the touch of a touch, each retreated a few steps, and a terrifying energy storm rolled up.

The aftermath spread, and after entering the ladder, it was directly engulfed by a stronger force and quickly subsided.

"The golden core is perfect, worthy of being the prince of the Qian Kingdom."

Song Shi held the golden book and said calmly.

Since this guy is hostile to him, he will definitely attack him if he has the opportunity in the future, so it is better to strike first.

"Give me back Fudo Ming's body!"

Gan Wuji, who took two steps back, had a gloomy face. He was the first genius in the country, but someone took away the treasure he just got. Even though he is not in good condition now, he is still slapped in the face.

"After I read it, I will consider returning it to you. Maybe it can help you understand a thing or two."

Song Shi smiled, he was deliberately angry with this guy.

Qian Wuji's figure swelled slightly, and he was almost blown away by these words.

He gritted his teeth and stared at Song Shi, trying to suppress his anger as much as possible, and the voice came out from between his teeth: "You know what you are doing? The top sects like the Heavenly Ghost Sect, my royal family can erase it overnight, what do you think?" what?"

"Oh, I'm so scared, are you going to besiege me?"

Song Shi patted his chest on purpose, pretending to be scared, extraordinarily mean.

Gan Wuji thought that he had been the prince for so many years, and his mood was peaceful enough. Seeing this guy's lack of smoking, he still couldn't help wanting to hit him.

The problem is that he has more energy than energy, and his mana has not recovered yet, so he will obviously suffer a loss in a fight, so there is really nothing he can do about this bastard.

Reason made him continue to talk: "You don't have to be afraid, there will always be people who will be afraid."

He looked coldly at Jiang Sha and the others who came with Song Shi.

"Why, don't come and deal with me, go bully Ruan Persimmon?"

Song Shi pouted, with a look of disdain.

Having said that, he still felt that he should try not to affect others as much as possible.

One's own death will be regarded as death, and others are still innocent.

Gan Wuji spoke righteously: "Everyone in the Demon Sect will be punished if they get it. Even if you don't steal the crown prince's things, you can still kill them."

"..."

Song Shi had nothing to say, so he could only say with a cold face: "If you want this thing, you can take it back."

After speaking, he opened the golden book and read it in front of Qian Wuji.

"I'm angry too!"

Gan Wuji clenched his fists and blushed angrily. He stared at him, but he didn't make a move.

Instead, he took a deep breath: "Let's make you a villain first, and I will get it back sooner or later."

Sitting cross-legged, Gan Wuji began to hurry up to recover.

"The mentality is not bad."

Song Shi glanced at Qian Wuji, feeling very satisfied.

If it were someone else, they should be extremely afraid at the moment, or they would not take the initiative to offend them at first.

He is different, he is not afraid of death, but he is very happy. After all, this kind of person who can control his anger is much more powerful than Lu's second, and it is easier to kill him.

"Why, you don't want it anymore? Then I'll help you accept it."

Song Shi smiled lightly, since the two sides are enemies, there is no need to be polite.

You can't wait for someone to kill him before saying these words, he might be the one who gets angry at that time.

Qian Wuji's eyebrows twitched, knowing that this person was deliberately provoking him so that he could do it.

But how could he easily give a chance, pretending to turn a deaf ear.

Song Shi felt bored, so he simply sat on the side and practiced.

The geniuses on the steps cannot see these things, but the monks outside can see them clearly.

The faces of the people who were fighting against the royal family turned black, and some people cursed.

"It's really bold, the prince dares to **** it!"

"I think he doesn't want to live anymore, as long as he comes out of the secret realm, he will be killed!"

"This is the first time in so many years that someone dared to **** the treasure of the royal family on stage?"

"I think he broke the pot, even if he doesn't **** it, the royal family will not let them go."

Song Shi's behavior caused another commotion, and I don't know how many times it was.

Compared with the boiling outside, Xianyuan Terrace is still very quiet, and it is isolated from the outside world without interference.

After a while, a short and strong young man climbed up, even if there was no pressure, he still lay on the ground and stuck out his tongue.

"I'm exhausted, Qian Wuji, what are you doing running so fast, I'm too embarrassed to be too far behind you, otherwise I will be nagged by the old guy when I go back."

When he said this, he found that the atmosphere was not right, and then he was shocked to find that Song Shi was browsing with the Fudo Mingwang body that Gan Wuji wanted, and the latter's face was like the bottom of a pot, and he was recovering mana.

Since this place is on the stage, people at the stairs can't see it, so he still doesn't know that Song Shi has robbed Gan Wuji's treasure.

But according to the current situation, when he thought of the movement just now, he guessed it was almost inseparable, and his expression was stunned: "Brother Song, did you **** his things?"

"Xuan Turtle, if you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb!"

Why did Wuji shout angrily, why did this **** expose his scars, he didn't know how to save face?

"You are the **** tortoise, and I am the successor of Xuanwu!"

Xuan Buzheng jumped up and cursed loudly, as if he was not tired at all.

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to tell you, this man just took advantage of the weakness of the prince to sneak attack."

He deliberately explained, then closed his eyes and ignored it.

Xuan Buzheng curled his lips, "I want to save face and suffer."

He looked at Song Shi with a worried expression: "Brother Song won't **** it from me, will he?"

"It depends on the treasure you choose, whether I'm interested or not."

Song Shi smiled strangely.

Xuan Buzheng's face turned bitter: "Then I won't choose at all, so as not to be robbed by you."

"Look at what you said, I seem to be a villain. Do I rob everyone? I only rob enemies. You have no grievances with me. Why should I rob you?"

Song Shi's words almost made Qian Wuji spit blood out of anger.

He really wanted to say that he had nothing against this bastard, it was just because he was a member of the royal family.

And it wasn't him who attacked the Heavenly Ghost Sect~www.wuxiahere.com~ It's a pity that he can't say this, because he is the crown prince and represents the entire royal family.

The corners of Xuan Buzheng's mouth twitched, wanting to say that you are a member of the Demon Cult, if you are not a demon evil person, then who is the evil person.

Is it possible to do Wuji?

He smiled honestly: "That's good, that's good."

After finishing speaking, he took off the medicine cauldron from among the nine great treasures, and couldn't put it down: "With this ten thousand medicine cauldron, plus my true black martial arts, my defense has gone up to a higher level."

"Good guy, you're a brainless pile of defense."

Song Shi was speechless, his defense was obtained by passive brushing, this guy is the real meat shield role.

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"I can't help it. I've been afraid of pain since I was a child, so it's better to have thicker skin and thicker skin. After all, it's okay not to win, but it's more important to make people unable to fight."

Xuan Buzheng smiled shyly.