Eternal Dandi

Chapter 669 Drink it or die
Many resources have been completely tilted towards Si Ping. Although Si Ping was born only a few months earlier than Luo Chen, he is far stronger than Luo Chen, and even at a young age, he is no weaker than an adult.

In addition, Luo Chen did not dare to resist at all. His status in the Si family was not as good as that of a servant. If he resisted, he would be beaten even more severely.

"You bastard, why do you have the same last name as me?" Si Ping stepped on Luo Chen's head and rubbed Luo Chen on the ground.

"You are not worthy to come to this world at all, and you are not worthy to be my younger brother!"

"How can I have a brother like you? Whenever someone asks me if I have a brother, I want to kill you, you know?" Si Ping added strength, and Luo Chen could only suffer numbly and silently.

"I also awakened a rubbish ruler-type martial soul, which doesn't look like a member of our Si family!" Most of the Si family's martial souls are generally wing-type martial souls.

The wing-type martial soul is also more valued in the Si family. At the same time, most of the Si family's martial arts are also related to the wing-type martial soul, but with Si Lingwu's blood, there is only one ruler-type martial soul. Let everyone call Luo Chen a bastard.

Usually, Si Ping can only get up from the ground with great difficulty after he is tired from beating, and drag his seriously injured body back to the small thatched hut.

As for the wound medicine, I can only rely on the basic identification of the medicine that I learned when I was a child, go to the back mountain of the Si family to pick it by myself, and then apply it to myself enduring the pain.

And this kind of situation, every time Si Ping is in a bad mood, it will happen once, and the scar on his back with the bastard has even been covered by other scars.

Because there were too many scars, the handwriting of the bastard could not be read clearly, but these two words had been deeply engraved into Luo Chen's body.

"Come on, let me practice with my brother!" Eight-year-old Si Ping approached Luo Chen and dragged him to the Si family's martial arts arena.

"As long as you win me over, I'll give you a recovery pill." Luo Chen didn't want to fight, but for his seriously ill mother, he had to fight.

But the ending was doomed, new scars appeared on his body, Luo Chen trembled all over, looking at Si Ping as if he was looking at a devil.

Looking at Si Ping's smug smile and feeling his own powerlessness and humbleness, Luo Chen could only grab the ground with both hands and struggle again and again.

"Trash! Damn bastard!"

"Returning Spirit Pill." Luo Chen, who was lying on the ground, was in his right hand, and grabbed the place where Si Ping left in front. If his mother didn't have the Returning Spirit Pill, she wouldn't be able to survive at all.

"Do you want it?" Si Ping turned his head, playing with a blue pill in his hand, with a devilish smile on his mouth.

"Look...it's gone like this." Si Ping said, with his right hand, he crushed the spirit-returning pill into pieces, then let go, and the powder of the spirit-returning pill scattered on the ground.

"Hahaha!" Si Ping laughed, looked at Luo Chen as if he was looking at a humble bug, turned and left the martial arts arena.

"Thank you, thank you." Luo Chen whispered, dragging his seriously injured body on the ground, crawled to the powder of the spirit pill, and collected the powder of the spirit pill little by little.

The materials of the Spiritual Recovering Pill were extremely precious, and Luo Chen at that time had no chance to obtain them. Although the crushed Spiritual Recovering Pill was incomplete, it still had certain medicinal effects.

And his mother survived by relying on the powder of the panacea this time. He followed his mother, and his life was hard. If an ordinary person was bullied and abused again and again, he might have died long ago.

However, Luo Chen's self-recovery ability is getting faster and faster after each injury. As a result, Luo Chen can rely on his strong recovery ability to recover on his own as long as he is not seriously injured.

"Please, please let my son go! After all, he is also your own flesh and blood!" Luo Cheng's mother lay on the ground, hugging the man's thigh and pleading.

And that man was Si Lingwu, the patriarch of the Si family. After a while, Si Lingwu suddenly remembered that there was such a bastard in their Si family, so he wanted to completely kill Luo Chen and his mother. dispose of.

"Father, don't be soft-hearted, this bastard should have died a long time ago." Si Ping urged Si Lingwu to act quickly.

"Back then, it was my fault that I had this bastard. I have let you live for so many years, so I should be content." Si Lingwu sneered, and kicked Luo Chen's mother away.

Luo Chen's mother was weak, and Luo Chen's status in the Si family was extremely humble after awakening the middle-grade martial spirit. Although she was only in her 30s, she was as old as an old man in her 70s or [-]s.

"Don't hurt my mother!" Luo Chen gritted his teeth and stood up, standing in front of his mother, staring fiercely at Si Lingwu, showing no fear of Si Lingwu.

"Child..." Luo Chen's mother touched Luo Chen's head with her withered hands, tears streaming down her face. She knew exactly how much Luo Chen had been hurt over the years.

But she has no choice but to watch her child being bullied and abused, even worse than servants.

The reason is simply because the two of them are too weak, and being weak is the greatest sin in this world.

"Son, live well." Luo Chen's mother whispered in Luo Chen's ear.

"I can die, but let your flesh and blood continue to live, okay..." Luo Chen's mother didn't give Si Lingwu a chance to answer, and she cut off her meridian directly, dying of breath.

"Mother!" Luo Chen let out a heart-piercing roar, holding his mother's old body and weeping uncontrollably.

"Hahaha, you're not bad, you're a bit like me back then." Si Lingwu smiled instead of anger, looking at Luo Chen with a pair of eyes and smiling.

"For the sake of your courage, I will give you a chance to survive." Si Lingwu said interestingly, with a hint of playfulness.

"Father!" Si Ping shouted, but Si Lingwu stopped him from continuing.

"Drink this bowl of blood, so that you can continue to live in the Si family, and give you certain resources to grow and practice." Si Lingwu squatted down slowly, took out a porcelain bowl from the storage ring, and stretched out his hand to use it. Zhenyuan sucked Luo Chen's mother over.

A ray of true energy flew across, and a gash appeared in Luo Chen's mother's throat, and then blood flew out of Luo Chen's mother's body under Si Lingwu's control, and finally gathered in the bowl in his right hand.

This was his mother's blood, which was heavily placed in front of Luo Chen.

"Drink it, or die!" Si Lingwu said heavily.

(End of this chapter)