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Ha,
Haha... You finally killed him...
Fang Tuo, you finally killed him...
He let out an ambiguous laugh.
The burning knife in his throat was poured too fiercely, causing him to choke and cough.
He coughed until tears fell.
The feeling of loving someone.
Why was it so painful?
Why was it so painful?
"I just want you to live, I just want you to live..." Fang Tuo's voice was low and muffled, as if he was sobbing. "Even if you don't love me, even if you can't see me,
Even if you hate me... As long as you live,
As long as I live in this world,
As long as you exist,
I will be satisfied... Why is it so difficult... Linno,
Linno... "
A violent cough sounded, and blood mixed with the strong wine.
There were also tears at the corner of his eyes.
That child called Gou 'er could hug his leg and beg, "Don't die.
I'm afraid... "
The woman known as Hu'er's mother could hug the person she loved.
She said, "Even if it's for me, I beg you.
Don't die... "
He also wanted to hug him and beg. "I beg you.
Anything is fine.
I just beg you, don't die... don't disappear from this world... "
But he didn't dare. What was he? That person would at most give him the word "Scram". That person, in fact, didn't even bother to say the word "Scram" to him, right? He even felt disgusted when he looked at him... His heart hurt so much that it shrank into a ball again.
The strong wine poured down his throat. It was bitter and spicy.
In his memories, there was not only bitter wine.
That person had also smiled at him.
He clearly remembered that when they first met, the white-clothed youth who was so beautiful that he did not look like a mortal gently pushed the jade box in front of him. His slender fingers were even more flawless than jade. His voice was cold and leisurely, without the slightest frivolity, "It is indeed shameful to go back on one's word, but this is not cousin's original intention. It is that we, as relatives, do not want to fall into misfortune because of a promise. Brother Fang is also an elder brother, so I'm sure you can understand our feelings. "
He paused for a moment before continuing, "Cousin's talent is astonishing. Entering the Nascent Soul stage is not a problem for her. A Nascent Soul stage cultivator's lifespan is three thousand years. Brother Fang, on the other hand, is only a mortal. I'm afraid this kind of marriage is not a good thing for brother Fang. Now that the engagement has been annulled, I'm willing to use this box to compensate your mother for her help. "
At that time, he didn't react to what that person had said. He only thought that how could his voice be so pleasant to the ears? Every note seemed to be plucked at an invisible string in his chest, causing his body to tremble and his breathing to become difficult.
By the time he regained his senses, that person was already gone. He laughed at himself. That person was the white cloud in the Ninth Heaven. A mortal like him could only stand on the ground and look up.
Although he had such thoughts, he still held the jade slip in his hand and practiced it day and night.
If that person was in the sky, he could also climb up step by step.
However, the path of cultivation was not a smooth path. The world of cultivators was a hundred times crueler than the mortal world.
He killed a man who coveted his magic treasure, but he didn't expect that person to be the illegitimate son of the Thousand Soul Sect's sect leader.
He was blocked at the entrance of the secret realm, watching the souls of his grandfather, sister, childhood friends, and neighbors screaming miserably in the hands of the Thousand Soul Sect's disciples. There were people everywhere, but he felt as if he was standing in an endless wasteland. There was only coldness, despair, and endless hatred in his heart.
He said "Okay" and walked towards them step by step. Didn't he just want his left hand? He gave it, he gave it everything.
He knew that if the other party wanted to kill him, it would be as easy as lifting a hand. This was just to torture him more. If he gave his left hand, he would want his right hand, his legs, his life … No matter how much he gave, his grandfather and sister would not have a good ending. Therefore, all he asked for was a chance to perish together with his enemy.
Just one more step, just one more step would be enough … He held the Thunder Pulse Seed in his hand and closed his eyes.
A scream sounded without warning, followed by the furious voice of the Thousand Soul Sect's sect leader, "Junior, how dare you!"
Fang Tuo opened his eyes and stared blankly at the white-robed young man with a sword on his back. The white-robed young man stood in the wind with a corpse lying at his feet. The young man said indifferently, "I've already killed him, what's there to be afraid of? The battle of cultivators does not involve mortals. Who dares to say that there won't be a few descendants without spiritual roots in the future? If we vent our anger on them whenever something happens, won't we all die without descendants? Not only do you kill mortals to vent your anger, but you also refine their souls. Do you really think the cultivation world is a place without rules? "
Then it turned into a chaotic battle.
Fang Tuo found himself inexplicably becoming a bystander. His low cultivation made it impossible for him to intervene. It wasn't until a Buddhist disciple came over and asked if he wanted to help release the souls of his relatives that he realized the matter was over.
"Where … where's Linno?" He heard himself ask in a hoarse voice.
"Benefactor Lin just fought with the sect leader of the Thousand Soul Sect and suffered some internal injuries. He should have gone back to heal by now!"
Fang Tuo was sad. When he saw that person again, he could only look up to him.
He began to unconsciously pay attention to that person's whereabouts. Whenever there was news of him, he would find an excuse to rush over. Knowing that he loved good food and wine, he would collect them everywhere.
But he didn't know if it was because fate was too shallow, but he missed the opportunity again and again until he finally met that person at Pan Yang Lake. He drank a little too much. His eyes were misty, his cheeks were slightly red, his lips were stained with wine, and his hair was a little messy. He stretched out his finger and touched the long sword in his hand, reprimanding, "Killing people is killing, killing chickens is also killing. I didn't even complain that you're too long to cut crabs … Besides, I'm so good at cooking, it's your blessing that I'm willing to use you. Why are you so pretentious!"
Fang Tuo didn't expect that this person would have such a childish side after being drunk. He couldn't help but smile.
Suppressing the joy in his heart, he found the best wine from the space and handed it to that person to thank him for his help last time. That person looked at him blankly and clearly didn't remember who he was.
Fang Tuo couldn't hide his disappointment. He watched that person holding the wine jar and walking away with light steps. From time to time, he would raise his head to take a sip. He wished he could become that wine jar in his hand.
Later, he accumulated more and more good wine and food in the space, but he never had a chance to give them away.
The Cultivation World was so big, and people came and went like the wind. Even if he chased after that person's footsteps, he couldn't catch up.
For a full two thousand years, he only saw that person twice. When they passed by each other on the street, he was still nervous about what to say first, but he couldn't find that person again.
Then, he went to the Endless Sea.
When he hesitated to use his last magic weapon, that person fell from the sky. His heart was overwhelmed with ecstasy — he came to save him, he came to save him! He must remember who he was …
His mind was in a mess, and it was a moment too late for him to crush the Small Teleportation Talisman. His body gradually turned transparent, and the last thing he saw was that person giving up on the chance to teleport and rushing in front of him to block the silver blade. Behind him, the half Flood Dragon broke free from the Enchanted Treasure and pounced forward in a frenzy …
No! No! No!
With red eyes, Fang Tuo desperately rushed over from five hundred miles away. However, only a mess was left for him. The island was split into two halves, and the reef was scattered with dripping blood.
He searched all the nearby places, and then went to the Lin family to grab that person's life plate. He found that person with a secret method.
That person was lying on his side on the bed. He looked peaceful as if he was sleeping soundly. The wound on his lower abdomen was no longer bleeding, but it stung his eyes deeply.
Fang Tuo couldn't find any signs of life on him. He could only take out that person's life plate with trembling hands. The soul fire on the life plate was so weak that it seemed it would be extinguished in the next second.
He was going to die …
How could he die …
Fang Tuo couldn't wait to kill himself. If he didn't make a fool of himself on the battlefield, if he used his last resort earlier, if he insisted on letting him block the Banjiao and let this person go first …
What followed was a long and fulfilling few hundred years.
He brought the sleeping Linno and roamed around. As long as he knew there was news of spirit herbs, no matter how dangerous it was, he would go there … He didn't know how many times he escaped from death. His cultivation was getting higher and the spirit herbs he found were getting more and more precious. However, it had no effect on that person's injuries.
The panacea he used on Lin Nuo's body could freeze his injuries, but it had no way of freezing time. Seeing Lin Nuo's lifespan approaching day by day, he was helpless like a trapped beast.
Only the Thousand Threads Gu, only the Thousand Threads Gu …
He hugged that person as if he was offering a sacrifice. His heart was cold: He knew that this person would never forgive him. His pitiful love was strangled to death by him in its infancy before it could even begin.
But it didn't matter. As long as he was alive, everything was fine … everything was fine.
But he still didn't expect that person's reaction would be so intense.
That person chewed his own tongue to regain consciousness. He crushed his own hands and feet to escape from the Spirit Confining Chains … Fang Tuo used the Thousand Threads Gu's senses to find him in the cold cave. He saw him sitting on the ground covered in wounds. He expressionlessly pierced his own arm with a sharp stone to resist the tide of passion. At that time, the disgust in his eyes wasn't towards Fang Tuo, but towards himself.
Fang Tuo expressionlessly went forward and brought him back to his residence.
I know what you hate the most. I will do it, I will do it.
Under the Thousand Threads Gu, when one's emotions are stirred, the other will also be unable to control himself. So, as long as you don't get emotional, it will be fine.
Covering that person's eyes, Fang Tuo pierced the Bone Eroding Nail into his own chest. The bone-deep pain made his face contort. He crazily slammed into the nail and saw that person's tears slowly seeping through the black veil …
Hate me, hate me!
But, I would rather you hate me to the bone than let you disappear from this world.
…
Afterwards, he didn't see Linno for a very long time. He knew that Linno didn't want to see him, and also because he wanted to find the elixir that could cure Linno's injuries.
He crazily plundered in the cultivation world. No matter what kind of dangerous situation he was in, he would rush through it. Finally, one day, he encountered a crisis that he couldn't resist. Before he died, he activated the disk array and went to Linno's cave. His heart was at peace.
I have always been afraid of facing your death. Now, I am going to die first. This is very good.
He was afraid that person would be unhappy, so he didn't dare to get on his bed. He only sat on the bed, imagining that person was still quietly lying on the bed … Fang Tuo slowly closed his eyes … This is very good, A Nuo, this is very good.
He fell asleep with a smile. He thought that this sleep would last forever. However, he still woke up.
It was like having a sweet and strange dream. When he opened his eyes, he was still sitting on the ground, but he had turned into a five or six year old child. The injuries on his body were all gone, and his Cultivation was also gone.
What shocked him even more was that the Ten Thousand Spirits Pure Root and the Flawless Body — these two constitutions that only existed in legends had actually appeared in his body.
There was still the fragrance of wine in the air. There were wreckages left by the activation of an unknown great formation around the cave.
He found Lin Ling-er. Lin Ling-er was horrified. "The Phoenix Perching Great Formation, Nirvana? How is this possible? You don't have the essence blood of the phoenix. How can you be Nirvana? Are you also a descendant of the Lin family? "
He left without saying a word and sneaked into the school where Linno was temporarily staying. He saw that person stiffen for a moment when he saw him in the form of a boy.
A moment later, he found his way into the secret room of Linno, who was said to be in closed-door training. He only saw an empty futon on the ground.
What else did he not understand?
Fang Tuo laughed loudly. He laughed so hard that even tears came out of his eyes.
You thought you were saving that person, but in fact, you had interrupted his peerless opportunity. You thought you had transferred half of that person's cultivation, but in fact, you had sucked away his power to be reborn. You thought you had cured his injuries, but in fact, you had robbed him of his peerless talent, his path to heaven ….
That person, he was so proud, but from the beginning to the end, he actually didn't mention a single word.
That person, he was so proud. Even if he had the chance, he disdained to take back his own things. Instead, he used the essence blood of the phoenix, the Nirvana Qi, and the chance of rebirth to return his hundred years of Cultivation.
Linno, Linno, do you know that I have never hated you so much?!
… …
Fang Tuo drank wine in big mouthfuls. His vision gradually blurred. He seemed to see that person climbing ashore in a sorry state from the water. He heard that person call him in a low voice, "Fang Tuo."
"… Here."
Here, I'm here. I've always been here.
… What about you?
"Fang Tuo!" A sweet-sounding voice sounded with some anxiety, "What time is it now? You're still drinking here!"
Fang Tuo glanced at Lin Ling-er. His expression was somewhat unhappy. He raised his hand and drank another mouthful. He didn't say anything.
Lin Ling-er snatched his wine jar and said, "Kunlun has issued a kill order for you. Now, who knows how many people are waiting to take your head! Can't you hide? "
Fang Tuo smiled faintly, "Let them come." They would never be able to imagine how terrifying the aptitude of the Ten Thousand Spirit Pure Root and the Flawless Body was. They would never know how terrifying the things that person had left for him were.
"You …" Lin Ling-er stomped her feet and said, "I know you're powerful, but you … Why did you go and destroy other people's Kunlun Mirror for no reason?"
Fang Tuo said faintly, "What's the point of keeping a useless thing if not destroying it?"
Her heart shrank into a ball in pain. The grandmasters of Xuanmen can't calculate your karma. The divine monks of Buddhism can't find your soul. The Kunlun Mirror can't reflect your next life … Where are you? Where are you! Where are you …
Linno, Linno, Linno …
A low sound like muffled thunder seemed to come from the depths of the earth. The earth seemed to have met something terrible. It trembled violently. Black rocks rolled down from the mountain top and fell into the black lake.
The lake was not calm. It was surging violently. It was as if there was an invisible big fish in the lake that was struggling for its life.
After a long time, the mountain was still and the water was still. After a while, a white hand reached out from the lake without any warning. It strenuously grabbed onto a black rock by the side of the lake. After a while, this hand finally pulled its entire body out of the lake.
Lin Nuo didn't even need to look to know how pathetic he was right now. His black robe had been torn to shreds, and his body and face were covered with tiny bloodstains. His disheveled hair was plastered to his face and back with water, and when it came out of the water, it froze into ice shards.
Linno crawled two more steps before he turned over and leaned against the mountain rock. When he moved, the thin ice formed by the water stains on his body made a soft sound like broken jade and rustled down. He was too lazy to waste his spiritual power to make a water-repelling spell. He just let it go.
"Ding!" An abrupt sound rang in his mind. Linno frowned impatiently. There was no more reaction.
"Ding! The main mission has been completed. Do you want to return? "
Linno sneered. This unlucky system is getting worse and worse. Main mission? That thing never gave me a damn main mission!
If that thing's hard drive hadn't crashed, then it must have gone crazy and come up with a new style. Collect a hundred Ignore Missions and ten thousand Negative Missions as punishment in exchange for one Main Mission?
Lin Nuo didn't take the so-called "return" to heart. Ever since he had been pestered by this crazy System, he had completed a lot of messy missions, but he hadn't seen a single reward. Later on, when he had asked for help from it after that incident, it didn't respond at all, as if it was dead.
After that, Linno treated its words like farts. He didn't expect that this broken system, which seemed to have no ability, had so many ways to torture people. Since then, Linno would be tortured to death by it every few days because of the "Negative Missions". In comparison, the terrifying Heavenly Tribulation was child's play.
If it was someone else, they might have been tamed by it and easily completed any task that wasn't too difficult. However, Lin Nuo was stubborn by nature. Not only did it not compromise, it was even more disgusted with this thing. Since it had such a method, then what he had done in the past was just a piece of cake to it. He had completed so many tasks in the past without asking for any rewards. It was not too much to ask for its help this time. However, not only did it not help him, it did not even say a word. It was obvious that it was treating him as a tool to get whatever it wanted. If he continued to be used by it, then he would be asking for too much.
If it used him, it would be a disgrace. "" Crazy "was Linno's own evaluation of the system's malice. It wasn't objective, but this time, it really seemed to be crazy. Not to mention that this inexplicable main mission was completed inexplicably, the punishment just now was also inexplicable. In the past, it would always give him a mission first. After he ignored the mission for a while, the system would start tormenting him. Before tormenting him, there would be a warning. Why did it come for no reason this time?
Linno was too lazy to think about it. He was not a smart person. This kind of thing, he couldn't figure it out with his brain alone.
Closing his eyes, Linno began to absorb the pitiful amount of Reiki around him, slowly nourishing his body. However, he sighed in his heart. How did he live a life worse than a sh * t-stirrer?
Linno had lived two lives. In his previous life, he was not an orphan, but he was almost an orphan. His father, who went out to work, met his mother, who went out to work, and they had him. When she was eight months pregnant, the two went back to their hometown to have a child. Half a month after he was born, his father went out to work again. When he was almost three months old, his mother said that she was going to find his father. Then, there was no "then".
His grandfather passed away when he was nine years old. He took out his grandfather's savings and asked the neighbor to help with the funeral. It was not easy to contact his father, but his father said that he could not apply for leave. As for his mother … according to his father, they never got a marriage certificate. According to his father, he had not seen his mother since he left the village ten years ago.
After his grandfather passed away, Linno's life was not too bad for the first few years. He rented the land to the neighbors to farm, and the money he earned was enough to fill his stomach. The school helped him to waive the fees. The neighbors knew about his situation, and if there was anything to eat, they would share it with him. If there was any old clothes that he could not wear, they would also help him.
Linno did not refuse these good intentions. He remembered them all in his heart. On the weekends, he would help with the farm work. After class, he would also help with things like peeling cotton and picking peanuts.
This was a small return of the favor.
When he was twelve years old, a foreign company came to do development. His father came back and sold the land and the house. He took the money and left. The neighbors who used to take care of him also left because of the relocation. Linno's life was completely lost.
Fortunately, he knew that his family was in trouble. In the past, he skipped and skipped in school. At the age of twelve, he was already in the third year of middle school. After he took the high school entrance exam and got his graduation certificate, Linno went out to work as a little drifter.
Because he was too young, he did not want to pretend to be a beggar. He believed that he was a person who had the ability to work, and did not have the qualifications to be a beggar. Unfortunately, the law did not recognize his ability to work. Linno, who could not find a job, had a hard time drifting at first. Later, he finally found a "permanent job."
Although it was illegal to hire child labor, there was an exception, and that was filming TV and movies.
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