The Daily Life of the Immortal King

It was almost midnight when Song Qingshu came to the Wang family for help.

To be honest, the speed of the Immortal Castle is faster than Song Qingshu imagined. If it is at this time, I am afraid that he has just arrived at the airport, and he will be caught on the spot before he takes off... Now Song Qingshu is a little fortunate for his choice. With the Thunder Throwing True Monarch and this unfathomable senior White Rabbit, he will definitely be able to guard him thoroughly!

The nickname "Big White Rabbit" was temporarily given to Wang Ling by Song Qingshu...

At this moment, on the first floor of the Wang family's small villa, the pendulum clock of the primitive simplicity oscillated back and forth ten times, just exactly 0:00.

Wang Ling wore this pajamas and came to the door.

The woman in the red cheongsam at the door stopped shouting, looked at Wang Ling and Song Qingshu who was following behind Wang Ling, and said coldly, "Are you finally willing to come out?"

"Miss Ah You, you shouldn't have come here..." Song Qingshu walked out from behind Wang Ling, wondering if it was because of Wang Ling and the Thunder Throwing True Monarch that he was much more confident.

"You seriously injured Ah Zuo and tried to defect to the Immortal Film Castle. This is already a capital crime." Ah You roared angrily.

At the same time, the bones in her right hand crackled, like a bundle of extremely tough beef tendons, twisting at an incredible angle, and finally spinning at a high speed like an electric drill!

This woman actually turned her right hand into a magic weapon...

Song Qingshu knew very well in his heart that in terms of realm and comprehensive quality in all aspects, this Ah You can definitely kill him in seconds in all aspects. If he is not in the same realm, killing someone who is lower than his realm is like killing a chicken. It's as easy as killing a dog. In normal one-on-one one-on-one situations, leapfrog killing does not exist at all.

However, Song Qingshu was not at all nervous, he slowly moved his standing position, stretched out his hand and made a move: "Go ahead."

Compared with that A Zuo, this A You girl's attack method is obviously more violent than the former. The screw drill in her right hand is like a magic weapon that can open the sky and split the earth. Accompanied by a dazzling ray of light, this girl Ayou stood up, like a raptor swooping across the river, and quickly launched an offensive.

From Ah Zuo's fingernails to Ah You's entire right hand, this method of sacrificing body parts into magical instruments is unheard of even by the Thunder Throwing True Monarch. This Ah Right's attack was obviously more aggressive than the previous Ah Zuo. He was still in midair, and his right hand rolled up a large piece of electric light under his hood.

In the face of this electro-optical poisonous dragon drill, Song Qingshu's response was nothing fancy, but with his arms crossed in front of him, he couldn't even see Ah You's attacking route.

This is the embodiment of the realm gap. The woman's movements are so fast that his eyesight can't catch it.

In an instant, the two collided, and the surrounding air waves whistled like a gallop.

The power of this Electro-Light Poison Dragon Drill was extraordinary. On the crossed arms of Song Qingshu in the middle, the huge force directly collapsed on the ground, and Song Qingshu's whole body seemed to be embedded in the ground with rivets.

However, at the same time as the woman attacked, a golden light lit up from Song Qingshu's arm.

boom!

Afterwards, the golden light on the arm exploded on the spot, and the woman's right hand was smeared with blood, and her body was flung away like a scarecrow. It stopped after a few hundred meters.

This scene is a bit familiar... The previous A Zuo was hit hard by this golden light.

On the other hand, Song Qingshu, apart from some dust, was not damaged at all.

Song Qingshu climbed out of the pit and shook the dust on his body. He couldn't help but turn his head and give Wang Ling a thumbs up. At the same time, he showed grateful eyes: "Senior! Your autumn clothes are really useful!"

Wang Ling: "..."

The cheongsam on Ah You's body had been shattered into pieces, and she slowly climbed up from the ground with trembling legs and bare feet. Her entire right arm was rotten, and the bones were sticking to the flesh and blood.

That is to say, the realm of women has the advantage, otherwise, under the same circumstances, ordinary monks could not bear the pain and passed out.

Song Qingshu walked quickly to the woman, separated by hundreds of meters, but it only took less than a fraction of a microsecond...

Ayou endured the pain and glanced at Song Qingshu: "With your realm, it is impossible to have such a speed..."

"I used a magic weapon." Song Qingshu pointed to the ground and tilted his big toe.

Ah You was stunned to find that it was actually a pair of flip-flops...

"I came to see Senior Wang for help before, and I had a good time chatting at his house. I didn't expect you to suddenly kill me, so I didn't even change my slippers." Song Qingshu said.

Ah You, the right-hand man under Bao Niang's hand, looked at this scene in disbelief: "What are you... joking?"

As Song Qingshu spoke, he took off the clothes he was wearing outside, revealing a whole set of red autumn clothes and long trousers: "Look... these autumn clothes and long pants are also from the senior's family. Thanks to these two magic weapons, it was blocked. You attacked. Otherwise I would have been dead."

Ah You couldn't accept this ending at all, he spit out a mouthful of old blood with a wow.

This...what a joke!

"Senior Wang is kind-hearted and doesn't want to do too much trouble. But you have repeatedly disturbed his old man's rest... Go back and tell the castle owner, Senior Wang has promised to cover me. Let him be careful, if you want to live a few more years, It's best not to do anything casual." Song Qingshu said in a deep voice.

"..." Wang Ling felt that after Zhuo Yi, he had been deceived again.

"How dare you threaten the castle master? Let me tell you, I'm mentally prepared to come here today... Even if I can't go back, I'll kill you!" The woman stared at Song Qingshu, her eyes grim, but soon, She showed a panicked expression: "What's the matter... Why can't I detect your soul imprint?"

"Want to use the power of the curse to kill me?" Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "Unfortunately, before you came, Senior Wang had already washed me with washing powder."

"Washing powder..." Ah You was stunned.

It stands to reason that the imprint of the soul of the castle lord left on Song Qingshu has reached the point where it cannot be washed away. What the hell is this washing powder... can it really remove 99 kinds of stains? Pit father!

"Do you have any last words?" Song Qingshu said.

"Do you know that you are in big trouble! Although A Zuo and I are working for the mother of the castle, we are also hired by the mother of the castle. The real subordinates are not the Immortal Castle, but the Immortal Mansion! You dare to do this, Immortal The government will never let you go..." The woman sneered and stared at Song Qingshu: "Also, although I am injured, as long as those two people don't take action, you want to kill me even at the Nascent Soul stage?"

Immortal mansion?

Hearing this, the pupils of Wang Ling and Thunder Throwing True Monarch shrank slightly.

"That's what you're talking about?"

However, Song Qingshu completely disagreed. Being chased and killed by the Immortal Castle, he has been worried for so long... Now, he is enjoying the thrill of this counterattack.

In the meantime, there was an extra toothpick in his hand, which was just brought out from the Wang family's small villa.

Saying that, the toothpick flew out with a burst of spiritual power, directly piercing the woman's forehead.

A woman can't close her eyes when she dies, how hard her skull is in the spirit transformation period, and she is not afraid of worldly things at all. The woman never thought that she would actually die on a toothpick in the end.

The spiritual power attached to the toothpick exploded in the woman's brain, and this small toothpick directly exploded a fist-sized blood hole in the forehead.

Song Qingshu's hands were trembling, looking at the hole in his mind that was blown up by himself, his mood could not calm down for a long time. There is excitement and a sense of joy in it.