"The soul returns to the body? How to return to the body? We don't know how to..."
As a guy who has never practiced cultivation, Chen is not completely normal.
Upon seeing this, Ran Min, the King of Wu Dao, immediately flew to the head of the scourge: "Young General, I'm offended!"
After speaking, he slapped his palm heavily and muttered something.
"Ten years of begging for life and fighting in all directions, ten years of life and death. I only hope that the day when my soul returns to my hometown, my wife, children and parents will be here!"
"The fighting spirit returns!"
Ran Min's palm was extremely heavy, causing the evil spirit to scream and fall rapidly towards his body.
Just when the two were about to collide, the fleshy body jumped out of the way.
The balloon-like Mr. Chen hit the ground with a bang, bounced several times and then floated up again.
As the leader of the beggar army, Ran Min would certainly not give up easily.
Seeing this, his eyes were sharp, and another palm fell heavily - heavier than before.
"How long will it take until the soul returns to its place!"
Then the disaster screamed, the body collapsed, rebounded, floated... everything was the same as last time...
Seeing the persistent King Wu Daotian raising his arms again, Chen shouted quickly.
"Pause, pause!"
"Brother Tianwang, please take a rest first. Fatty Zhao, stop watching the fun and hold yourself down for me!"
Only then did Zhao Fei react, and he and the young skinheads swarmed forward and firmly controlled the corpse of the scourge.
"General Ran, you can try again!"
Hearing Zhao Fei's words, Ran Min nodded deeply.
The palm fell, the scream...but this time it was two sounds, the disaster and his own body came out at the same time.
After the two "people" collided, they did not merge, but bounced away separately. It's like two bouncing balls hitting each other.
Such an unscientific picture immediately made Ran Min frown: "How could it be like this?!"
"Major General, please be patient. Let's try again!"
When the palm fell this time, it was not the corpse that escaped but the soul of the disaster.
"Then Brother Tianwang, let's not try it."
"If we try again, we won't need to be struck by lightning, and we will be struck to death by you!"
"Isn't it just floating? Just don't float too high and get struck by lightning... Fatty Zhao, find a rope to tie us up and hold us tight..."
So on the way back, Zhao Fei held the jumping corpse with one hand and the scourge floating in the air with the other.
It looks like a vendor selling balloon toys at the night market...
"I said, little chicken, if you have no virtue, you will cause trouble to me, Fatty, if you die!"
"When I get home, I'll tie you to Grandpa Tree, and you can just float outside by yourself!"
Chen never dared to offend Zhao Fei, after all, he couldn't beat him.
Hearing this, he just laughed and quickly changed the subject.
"What about Brother Bai, what are you going to do when everyone else is fine?"
"I can only transfer the mother's poison? Can't you give us all the other poisons in your body?!"
Bai Wuwei smiled bitterly when he heard this: "Brother Daji's kindness is understood by Bai, but his body of ten thousand poisons cannot be passed on to you."
"Even if you can, Bai can't do this... There is no cure for the poisonous body, and the soul will be corroded."
After hearing Bai Wuwei's words, the atmosphere instantly became solemn.
Zhao Fei asked in a deep voice: "Brother Bai, is there no other way?"
"Boss Hua has unparalleled medical skills. He will definitely be able to save you when he comes back!"
The head of the Bai family just smiled when he heard this, with a calm and indifferent expression on his face.
He was noncommittal about Zhao Fei's words: "Don't worry, little brother, Bai deserves this retribution for killing too many people."
"After I send you home, I will travel around the world, hoping that I can help more living beings get rid of their illnesses before I die."
The more the head of the Bai family behaves like this, the more sad the others feel.
While Chen Daji asked Zhao Fei to pull him down, he reached out to touch the endless karma surrounding Bai Wuwei.
"Isn't it just to kill some little devils? This thing is called karma, right? We have a lot of them too!"
"Why don't you live a good life!"
After the disaster finished speaking, he slapped himself on the forehead, and the karma suppressed by the divine fire suddenly appeared.
The scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood was much more spectacular than that of the head of the Bai family.
Seeing this, the disaster couldn't help but be shocked: "Fuck, shit, can this thing grow on its own?"
"Why are there so many? In the beginning, they were even less than 1% of what they are now!"
Note 1: Chen Daji’s karma came from detonating Mount Fuji, and the divine fire was given to him by Hua Jiunan.
For details of the above, please see Chapter 1584 of this book: Fan Baye’s words are a great kindness.
