What If I Can't Die? Chapter 672 - Chapter 672: Human Dao (1)

Chapter 672 - Chapter 672: Human Dao (1)

Chapter 672: Human Dao (1)

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To be honest, with Wuyou by his side, he was no longer in a hurry.

If not for the fact that he still had a child outside, he would not mind staying in this reincarnation cycle for thousands of years.

“However, we can’t take this loss for nothing. After I recover, let’s see if we can break its small reincarnation from the inside.’

Wuyou was also a vengeful person and was unwilling to swallow this anger.

“That’s what I thought.’

Just as Song s.h.i.+ said this, the plane suddenly exploded with a bang.

Both he and Wuyou looked stunned.

s.p.a.ce distorted as their bodies shattered and their consciousness was quickly extracted.

“The two of you, I’ve reunited you. Not bad, right?”

Celestial Venerable Reincarnation’s voice appeared with a hint of teasing, “Since you’ve met, reincarnate obediently. I can’t let the two of you plot to s.n.a.t.c.h the Reincarnation Disc together.”

Song s.h.i.+ and Wuyou looked at each other with ugly expressions.

That was true. This was a Reincarnation World controlled by another person. How could he not notice what they were discussing?

Especially since this guy was very good at scheming.

The two of them were pulled into deep s.p.a.ce, surrounded by glowing worlds. In the world they had left, everything was still going on.

Celestial Venerable Reincarnation appeared from the darkness and looked at the two of them with a smile. “Next, the two of you should separate. I hope that after thousands of reincarnations, you will still recognize each other and still have such a deep relations.h.i.+p. If you can maintain it, it means that you two are indeed husband and wife.’

“You might as well erase my consciousness.” Song s.h.i.+ said coldly.

“No, if I erase your consciousness, I won’t be able to trap you.”

Celestial Venerable Reincarnation shook his head and looked at Wuyou. “As for you, I can tell that this is your clone. Killing you will instead send back the information about this place, so you can’t die either. You can only get lost in the cycle of reincarnation and forget everything.”

Wuyou gritted her teeth. “We indeed have no grievances with you. Do you really want to be our enemy?”

“I don’t have a choice either. If I don’t control you, my final arrangements will also go wrong.”

Celestial Venerable Reincarnation was a little helpless. “How about this? The two of you will reincarnate separately until you forget everything.”

Celestial Venerable Reincarnation waved his hand and the two were sent to two worlds.

“Since you’ve calculated everything, you should know that you can’t trap me. Sooner or later, I’ll break this reincarnation cycle!”

Song s.h.i.+ gritted his teeth.

“It’s more likely that I’ll obliterate your will and completely eliminate you.”

Celestial Venerable Reincarnation had a confident expression. “I don’t think you can still maintain your original intention after thousands of reincarnations. ”

Song s.h.i.+ looked at Wuyou and said, “Don’t worry about me. Protect yourself.”

With that, he was thrown into a reincarnation world and began a new reincarnation.

At noon, in Heavenly Star City.

Beside an ordinary street, a scrawny beggar in ragged clothes looked up. Only two dark eyes moved in his dark face.

Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, Song s.h.i.+’s pupils constricted violently and he was a little stunned.

He had become a beggar. That guy must have done it on purpose, right? Otherwise, why would he come here?

He smelled a stench. It was coming from his body. He looked down and saw that there were bones everywhere, but no flesh on his skinny arms.

At this moment, his entire body was weak and his stomach was twitching from hunger. Without thinking, he knew that his predecessor had starved to death…

Suddenly, his head felt swollen and painful.

He could not help but moan. He had accepted some of the memories of the original owner of this body. He was indeed a beggar. The original owner had just starved to death.

At the thought of this, his stomach twitched again. The feeling of hunger to the bone made his eyes turn green.

He realized that the biggest problem in front of him was still survival!

Song s.h.i.+ wanted to find something to eat, but he realized that his body was weak. He had already been hungry for three days and three nights and only had a few breaths left…

“I just came back to life. Will I starve to death again?”

Song s.h.i.+ felt bitter as he looked at the pedestrians walking by the roadside. Song s.h.i.+ did not have the time to pay attention to their clothes. He wanted to cry for help, but he could not even speak. All he could do was grunt weakly.

‘s.h.i.+t!’

Song s.h.i.+’s heart sank to the bottom of his stomach. However, his will to live did not allow him to give up. He used all his strength and finally opened his mouth.

“Save me…”

A desperate and expectant voice spread. The few people walking by the roadside stopped and looked at him.

“This beggar is starving to death!”

“How pitiful. The beggars who escaped from the south recently have all starved to death..

The pedestrians’ pitying words gave Song s.h.i.+ a glimmer of hope, but he then realized that those people were just saying it before leaving coldly. His heart was extremely cold. He was like a dead dog. Who would care?

If he wanted to live, he had to rely on himself.

Closing his eyes, Song s.h.i.+ seemed to have died. Under the scorching sun, pedestrians kept walking past, but no one cared about this beggar by the roadside. They even thought that he was a corpse that had starved to death.

After four hours, the scorching sun in the sky was already setting in the west. The motionless “corpse” on the street suddenly opened its eyes.

This time, he finally had some strength. He propped himself up on the ground with difficulty and moved away bit by bit.

On the way, everyone who saw Song s.h.i.+ would avoid him from afar. He was really too dirty and smelly. No one was willing to approach him. That would dirty their bodies.

At this moment, Song s.h.i.+’s eyes were green. He only wanted to eat. As long as it was edible, he would stuff it into his mouth without hesitation.

It became lively in front of him. It was a bazaar. All kinds of peddling could be heard. Song s.h.i.+ walked to the darkest corner, afraid that he would be knocked down..