I asked you to practice martial arts, but I didn’t ask you to kill gods!

"I'm fine. It's just that the particles were on the same frequency just now and I haven't grasped the key yet." Chen Feng dealt with it randomly.

"wrong."

Song Zhong pulled up a soft pillow: "Come here and let me take a look."

Chen Feng didn't refuse and put his wrist on the soft pillow.

Song Zhong put three fingers on each other, and his expression immediately changed.

"Youchi...Hongmai...you...this kind of pulse..."

Song Zhong understood that the emotional bastard Chen Feng was here to show off his cards.

"Did you learn the 'Jiyuan'? I have encountered this kind of pulse condition before."

"Uncle Song, I'm sorry." Facing the person who raised him, Chen Feng respected him very much.

Song Zhong slammed the table at that time.

"You little bastard, you think my dog ​​farted, right? I told you not to touch it, not to touch it."

"I worked hard to study medicinal foods to raise you, and let you practice spiritual martial arts to change your destiny. You first made me learn to accept my fate."

"Uncle Song, I'm sorry." Chen Feng apologized for the second time.

"I'm sorry, you are useless, you bastard bastard. I say your spiritual power has not grown at all in the past three years. You want to be a 'minister'. How do you want me to explain it to your parents?"

"The Killing God is so powerful that he can kill the King of the Abyss. He can't withstand the backlash of his skills and is paralyzed all over his body. You still dare to touch, say, the original skills you have obtained..."

The small room was filled with the sound of his thunder and rage, and the fluorescent lamps seemed to be afraid of his anger, and the lights they emitted were flickering on and off.

After he vented his anger and calmed down a bit, Chen Feng made a sound.

"Uncle Song, I can't stop anymore."

"you……"

Even if there are thousands of words, Song Zhong can't do anything.

Chen Feng opened the topic.

"Uncle Song, after Zhao Qian enters the ring, I will beat her half to death. Her husband Xiao Zhanhu will definitely come out to plead for mercy. I will definitely be able to ask him out at that time."

Song Zhong had an aura of decadence on his body.

"Why are you asking? Your father was at the peak of the fourth level of Lingwu, and your mother was at the third level. There are hundreds of people in our team, and everyone's strength is at the lowest level.

The team was wiped out in an instant, and in the end I was the only one who survived, and I was blind and lame.

How strong do you think the other party is?

Fifth grade, seventh grade, or ninth grade? "

"My wife and children were killed. Why the hell do I not want revenge?"

"You can't be admitted to Wuhan University. You'll be looking for trouble when you get stronger!"

Song Zhong, who had been scolding for a long time, sighed.

"Don't go out for a while. Tomorrow, uncle will go to Jiuhuan to find you a big, yellow-flowered girl. When you get pregnant, it will be an explanation to your parents. Your title is considered useless. I think Xiaoxiao That’s fine, he’s a bit aggressive, but he’s still a nice person.”

The corners of Chen Feng's eyes twitched secretly.

"Uncle Song, I plan to go outside the safe zone for some training in the near future."

Just as Song Zhong was about to get angry, Chen Feng murmured.

"Uncle Song, life is actually a process of repaying debts. My parents gave me life, and now it's time for me to repay my debts."

"You mean, I owe you something?" Song Zhong suddenly lost his temper and tightened his grip on the crutch.

"I didn't mean that." Chen Feng smiled: "I just think my parents are stupid. As soon as people said they were colluding with the Abyss, I couldn't wait to run out of the safe zone to prove my innocence, leaving me alone. .”

"You hate them?"

"No."

Chen Feng exhaled: "I heard a saying, if someone wrongly accuses you of not paying for food, you should not open your own belly to prove your innocence. Instead, you should gouge out his eyes and swallow them to let him in. See clearly."

“When one person wrongs you, gouge out one person’s eyes; when a group of people wrongs you, gouge out the eyes of a group of people until no one dares to stand up anymore.”

Song Zhong's body shook violently and fell into silence.

"No regrets?"

Chen Feng shook his head: "The thing more precious than life is 'choice'. Some people die for money, and some people suffer all their lives for love.

There are also people who do whatever it takes to gain strength, and in the end they end up as a human being, a ghost or a ghost.

Each of us has to pay the price for our choices.

My father and mother are like this, Uncle Song is like this, I am like this, and all of us are like this.

Perhaps, this is the reincarnation of fate. "

Song Zhong seemed to be convinced.

He said something.

"How much spiritual power is there? How many times more powerful?"

"300 spiritual power, five times the power."

"Five times?!" Song Zhong was puzzled: "People who practice 'Jiyuan' always do it more than ten or twenty times, why are you five times?"

"That's probably why I'm alive today."

There was a strange silence in the room.

A few seconds later, Chen Feng broke the silence in the room: "Uncle Song, is there any way to cure it?"

"cure……"

The sunglasses on Song Zhong's nose reflected a ray of sunshine.

"There is someone who practiced Jiyuan 18 years ago, and he is seventeen this year."

Chen Feng's breath was stagnant.

Song Zhong slapped him on the head angrily.

A bottle of crimson liquid was thrown to him from the shelf.

"Drink it."

The smelly liquid entered his throat, and while Chen Feng felt his painful body soothe, his spiritual power also increased slightly.

After a few sips, he smacked his lips and started praising it.

"Uncle Song, this drink you just developed is so delicious. Please have some more!"

Song Zhong's nose almost turned crooked.

"I call you uncle, please bring me some drink like this.

Grade B pure blood animal bone marrow costs [-] Xia Yuan per milliliter, compared with the [-] milliliter bottle just now.

I originally planned to use the starry sky crystal core in your hand to create a promotion potion, which will be used to promote you to the spiritual force after your spiritual power reaches a thousand burns.

Now it's easier for you, kid, are you satisfied? "

Chen Feng was overjoyed.

"Uncle Song, I've already taken out the coffin. You have to do a lot of bad things to earn it back. It won't be the medicine you gave to the rich woman a few days ago. I think she will be satisfied."

Old Song Zhong's face turned red for a rare moment and he snorted coldly.

"You bastard, you still dare to tease me, please take care of yourself first. Don't think that this method can cure it. This will at best relieve..."

Listening to Song Zhong's thoughts, Chen Feng didn't feel impatient at all, but instead felt a little warm.

Perhaps, he took off his heavy disguise in front of those closest to him.

Song Zhong reached into his arms and threw three things to him.

"Ring, watch, prescription?" Chen Feng was puzzled after catching the thing.

Reminiscence appeared on Song Zhong's face.

The light shone on his face, and his originally depressed face seemed to become a little clearer.

"The ring is the storage ring of our team. When I escaped from death, this was the only one I had with me. Now it is well deserved to be given to you."

"That's a life monitor that can monitor your physical condition at any time. Remember to check it all the time."

After giving the things, Song Zhong added...