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"Huoer."
As he called out in a low voice,
The pitch-black lake water rippled slightly, as if something had broken free from it.
Then the lake instantly returned to its green color, but in the next moment,
It began to freeze at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge piece of white ice, and from time to time, there was a crushing sound.
As the lake froze, the surrounding air also became a little distorted.
White mist surged out of nowhere.
It was getting thicker and thicker.
Linno stretched out his right hand, and a hole in the shape of a dancing flame appeared in the thick mist.
It happily jumped onto his palm.
Linno flicked his left hand, and a flame appeared.
A one-foot-long light blue flame appeared on his fingertip, and the broken ice on his body instantly disappeared.
The thick mist also retreated to a distance of thirty feet away.
After the thick mist retreated, the invisible flame in his palm was completely invisible.
The blue flame on his left hand slowly disappeared as if it was being sucked by something.
Linno flicked the "head" of Huoer and said, "Thanks to you this time.
When I recover,
I'll treat you to a full meal. "
If Huoer hadn't gone down to the lake,
He might not have been able to survive this time by creating such a lake of "water" that was several times colder than ice. Nowadays, the methods of the System were getting more and more despicable.
Huoer jumped twice in his palm, and after expressing its joy vaguely, it jumped into his glabella. Linno turned around and left.
Ever since he was seriously injured last time, Linno's body had become a sieve. It was not easy to save up some Spirit Qi. In addition, he had nothing to do, so after crossing two mountains, Linno landed and walked on two legs.
Not long after, a 'white cloud' descended and stopped about ten meters in front of him. Seven or eight people stood on it and looked down at him. One of the boys, who looked to be about thirteen or fourteen years old, asked coldly, "Did you see anything strange in your surroundings when you were here?"
Linno asked, "What phenomenon?"
The boy's expression turned cold. Just as he was about to fly into a rage, someone beside him said, "He's just a mortal. What could he possibly know? Let's hurry over and check it out. We don't want others to beat us to it. "
The boy snorted coldly, rode on the "white cloud" and left. Linno heard a cold voice, "How dare you not greet us immortals. Seeing that you are ignorant, I will only punish you lightly today. If there is a next time, I will kill you without mercy."
As soon as he finished speaking, a yellow fireball floated over from the sky. Clearly, in order to increase its deterrence, the caster deliberately slowed down its flying speed. However, it had a lock-on function, so no matter how slow it flew, it was not something that mortals could dodge.
Linno called "Huoer", but Huoer didn't move at all. It only showed a hint of disdain. Obviously, it thought that the fireball's level was too low, so it didn't want to eat it. Linno had no choice but to watch the fireball float into his left arm. He waved his hand again to get rid of the impurities in it. He also hated eating this kind of low-level flame. Although he could get a little energy, there were too many impurities, which spoiled his appetite.
When he returned to the village, it was already late. Linno looked at the rising smoke with a smile on his face. In this world, what could be more warm and moving than the smoke at home and the dim light in front of the window?
However, when he got closer, he didn't hear the familiar laughter of the children. Instead, he smelled a faint smell of blood. Linno frowned slightly and followed the smell of blood to Huzi's house at the entrance of the village. When he entered the door, he saw Huzi lying on the kang with a big hole in his chest. Huzi's mother was holding Huzi's body and trembling with tears, but she didn't dare to make any sound.
Linno stood quietly and didn't make any sound. When he went out a few days ago, Huzi was still holding his leg and pestering him to bring back a live rabbit. Huzi's black eyes were curved into crescents when he smiled. When he opened his mouth, he showed his white teeth that hadn't grown out yet, which made people's heart soften.
In the end, Lin Nuo still failed to bring back the little rabbit that he promised. However, Huzi could no longer jump up. He looked at Lin Nuo with his big eyes shrouded in mist. Only when Lin Nuo took out the grass grasshopper from his pocket would he smile again.
The sound of hurried footsteps came from behind. Lin Nuo turned around and saw Huzi's father and three older brothers coming out of the room with shovels and kitchen knives in their hands. Their faces were filled with grief, anger, and fear.
"Don't go! Don't go! " Huzi's mother rushed out and blocked the door with tears in her eyes. Her voice was shrill, "If you want to go out, you have to kill me first! Let me die first! Let me die first! "
Huzi's brother cried, "Mother! My brother can't just … "
Huzi's mother plopped down on the ground and hugged Huzi's father's leg. She sobbed, "… I don't have Huzi anymore. I beg you, even if it's for me … Don't die, I beg you, don't die … Wu wu …"
She knelt on the ground and held the person in her arms tightly. She was afraid that if she let go, he would become a cold corpse like Huzi.
Feeling his wife's fear and despair, Huzi's father dropped the shovel in his hand and hugged his trembling wife. The other children rushed up and cried together.
How could they not know that what awaited them was only death? They didn't even have the ability to splash their blood on that person's clothes … But how could they bear it? How could they bear it?!
Linno was silent for a moment and turned to go out. Outside the door, a six or seven-year-old boy was waiting for him, "Uncle, father was afraid that you would cause trouble, so he asked me to come to the village entrance to welcome you."
Linno nodded and didn't say anything.
The boy wiped his tears and said, "Half an hour ago, some immortals came to the village and killed Huzi's cow. Huzi was angry and went to question them, then …"
"Where are they?"
"Over at the threshing field …" The boy was halfway through his sentence when he saw Lin Nuo change direction. He was scared out of his wits and pounced on Lin Nuo, hugging his leg tightly. He cried loudly, "Uncle, Uncle! Don't go … Uncle, I'm scared … Don't die, don't die … "
Linno bent down and picked up the boy. He wiped the tears on his little face with his fingertips and said with a smile, "Good boy, Dog is so cute. How can uncle be willing to die? Uncle won't die. "
He walked slowly to the threshing field with the Dog in his arms. The Dog seemed to realize something and stopped crying with tears in his eyes. He hugged his neck tightly. On the way, there were more people behind them. Huzi's mother couldn't keep the men in the family, so she had to pick up the kitchen knife and walk out of the house with them.
Huzi's elder brother was holding Huzi's corpse in his arms … Since they were going to die, it was better for the family to die together.
There were many people on the threshing field. They were killing chickens, slaughtering sheep and roasting cows. These people lowered their heads and did their work silently. Suddenly, someone noticed this group of people and became anxious. He waved his hand desperately to ask them to leave quickly.
Several people sitting on the other side drinking tea and chatting didn't care about the arrival of Linno and the others. The thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy in the middle snorted, "I clearly felt the shaking of heaven and earth and the dispersing of Reiki, but there was nothing but a large piece of ice. Someone must have taken advantage of it!"
"It's also possible that there were experts fighting there, leaving behind traces …"
Linno walked forward with the little boy in his arms and asked, "Why did you kill them?"
The young man in white who was interrupted by him raised his hand and shot out a clear light. He said casually, "Reckless things."
He turned back and continued, "… The people fighting were at least masters of the Gold Core Stage. They could freeze the whole lake at once …"
He didn't finish his words. He opened his eyes wide in horror and watched the man in front of him pinch his neck and lift him up from the stool. He smiled gently at the child in his arms, "Are you afraid of death?"
Dog shook his head with tears in his eyes, "No!"
He wasn't afraid of death, he was only afraid of the people around him.
The young man had a bad premonition in his heart. His eyes widened and his mouth opened and closed. Unfortunately, he couldn't make any sound. The corpse with its neck broken was thrown to the side.
"You … you …"
Linno's eyes swept over the several people who were scared silly and finally fell on the young man. He still asked, "Why did you kill them?"
The young man's lips trembled slightly. Until now, he still didn't feel the existence of any Reiki from this person. For this to happen, it was either this person was really a mortal, or his cultivation was far beyond his imagination.
He forced himself to calm down, stood up and saluted, "I didn't know that senior was here. I was rude. Junior Zhuo Ying is … "
Linno interrupted him, "Why did you kill them?"
Zhuo Ying's gaze swept over Hu Zi's body, and she said, "That child made a big fuss in front of me, and was too rude, so I punished him a little … Now that I think about it, I really shouldn't have bothered with a child. In a while, I will … Uh, Se … Senior …"
But his neck was pinched by a hand.
Linno said indifferently, "Since you killed for no reason, then you should pay with your life. What's with all this nonsense."
Zhuo Ying was scared out of her wits. She knew that in the next moment, this person would not hesitate to break her neck. She screamed, "He was just an ant-like mortal. His lifespan was only a few decades. Sooner or later, he would die. So what if I killed him? What's the big deal …"
Her voice stopped abruptly.
Linno threw away his corpse. Only then did the remaining six white-clothed "immortals" react. They took out their magic tools and surrounded him, but didn't dare to make a move. One of them shouted, "For a mere mortal, you dare to kill our young master. Do you know who our young master is …"
Linno said, "He was just a foundation establishment stage cultivator. His lifespan was not more than 300 years. So what if I killed him? What's the big deal." These were the words of the young man from before.
That person choked and said, "Our young master is still a child. Even if there was something wrong …"
Linno turned his head and glanced at him. He asked curiously, "Are you trying to reason with me?"
That person said proudly, "That's right! Although senior's cultivation is outstanding, you still can't … "
He stopped talking halfway. He lowered his head and looked at his empty chest. There was only a big hole left. He slowly fell down.
Linno said, "Just now, when Hu Zi came to reason with you, he seemed to have gotten this answer … I hope I didn't answer wrongly. I've always liked people who reason with me, and I'm also willing to reason with others."
But in this world, there were always some people who would only reason with people who were stronger than them. Every time he met this kind of person, Linno was never willing to waste his breath. He would just kill them. Because for these people, reason was no longer reason. It was a tool to hurt others and protect themselves.
No one dared to answer him. Although the remaining five people were still "surrounding" him, they were trembling all over. They couldn't even hold the weapons in their hands tightly. No one knew if the person in front of them would kill them for some inexplicable reason in the next moment.
Fear was like a big hand, firmly grasping their hearts. At this moment, they finally understood how those mortals felt in front of them — there was no reason to reason, no justice to speak of. Life and death depended on whether others were happy or not.
Lin Nuo was a little bored. He was not a person who liked to kill, and he was not willing to slaughter people who had lost their courage. However, he also knew that although these people were weak and harmless in front of him, once the threat was gone, they would reveal a ferocious face that was even more terrifying than a tiger or a poisonous snake.
Just by looking at the blood on their heads, he knew that countless innocent people had died tragically in their hands.
"Since you treat others as ants, don't blame others for treating you as ants today."
Waving his sleeves, killing people.
Fang Tuo said in a deep voice, "There are still two months … it's your birthday."
Linno laughed at himself. "So you're here to celebrate my birthday?"
Fang Tuo was silent.
Lin Nuo exhaled and said, "I don't care if you're here to celebrate my birthday or to send me off. Thank you."
In this unscientific world, the lifespan of a cultivator was like the gene lock that Linno had seen in science fiction novels in his previous life. Every time you level up, you unlock the gene and increase your lifespan. When the time comes, you can't even live a day more. So all day long, cultivators were like dogs, desperately cultivating, cultivating, and cultivating. Their lives were not as pure as ordinary people's.
However, Linno didn't have this problem. His injuries directly made it impossible for him to level up. He withdrew from this long-distance race between life and time.
There were still two months. It was both his birthday and his death anniversary.
Fang Tuo was silent for a moment before he opened his mouth. His voice was dim as he said, "I didn't get the Life Extension Fruit."
Linno was a bit irritated as he took another sip. "Three thousand years. I've lived long enough. What life extension? "
"I won't let you die."
Linno's breath stopped. The hand holding the wine jar paused. He said, "It's not your first day of cultivation. The path of cultivation has always been narrower and narrower. The people around you are getting fewer and fewer …"
"... I'm now in the Soul Formation stage."
Linno's face instantly paled. The hand holding the wine jar began to tremble. Finally, he flew into a rage. The wine jar heavily smashed onto the cliff next to Fang Tuo's face. He said sternly, "Fang Tuo, what the hell have I done wrong to you?!"
He finally didn't take any chances. With this person's temperament, he didn't hesitate to break his oath and activate the Thousand Threads Gu to find him. How could it be just to collect his corpse?
"I've done you wrong." Fang Tuo closed his eyes. "I'm sorry."
In the next moment, the world turned upside down. The gap of two realms made Linno's struggle seem weak and laughable. He gave up the action of pulling his wrist out of Fang Tuo's palm. He gritted his teeth and said, "Fang Tuo, if you dare … I'll fight you to the death!"
"To the death?" Fang Tuo laughed at himself. "Fine, then I'll fight you to the death!"
Linno didn't speak anymore. The destructive spiritual energy gathered towards his heart meridian. Fang Tuo pursed his lips. His expression became more and more unsightly. He slapped his palm on Linno's chest. He knew this person's temperament very well. How could he give him the chance to leave by dying?
"I'm sorry, A Nuo. Compared to you hating me, I'm more afraid that you won't exist in this world."
"Fang Tuo!"
The voice that was always cold had a bit of weakness and pleading. Fang Tuo's hand froze in mid-air, but he sealed it with his finger.
Linno's voice died before he could speak. His body fell limply. The only thing that could still move was his eyes, which were covered by the black silk ribbon in an instant.
Linno pursed his lips. His gaze somewhat lazily looked through the black ribbon at the stars in the sky. He silently raised a middle finger in his heart. This f * cked up world, this f * cked up life!
It wasn't the first time he had fallen into such a situation.
Hundreds of years ago, he was waiting in his secret cave for nirvana rebirth. When he woke up, it was like a nightmare.
He was pressed down in the most unbearable position, but his heart felt like it was flying in the sky. His body was filled and pleased. Every movement of that person made him feel extreme happiness. Every touch of that person made his body tremble with excitement ….
His mind was blank. He didn't want to think about anything. He just wanted to drown in this endless pleasure and satisfaction …
No! This isn't right!
Linno's heart was cold to the point of being selfish. He didn't care about things that he didn't care about. But there were some things that he couldn't tolerate at all.
He had always been more ruthless to himself than to others. He was angry at this man's violence and humiliation, but what he couldn't tolerate even more was the unbearable desire on his body.
He didn't reject physical intercourse, but the premise was that both sides were in love and had to be willing!
He bit his tongue to barely regain a trace of clarity. He spat blood on that person's face and sent him flying. Only then did he realize that he was still seriously injured and didn't have the ability to kill. He forced himself to stagger out.
He ran around without distinguishing between east and west. The first person he saw was the female lead, Lin Ling-er. Linno couldn't stand and fell to the ground. He thought he had escaped, but he didn't expect to still be in bed when he woke up. Only now did he know that the man from before was the male lead, Fang Tuo.
In the following days, there was almost no light at all. He tried to escape a few times, but unfortunately, he was always found and brought back. When he ran the furthest, he almost succeeded, but Fang Tuo activated the Thousand Threads Gu and sensed his location, causing him to fail at the last step.
During that time, he asked the system for help several times. When he was trapped, he asked it to help him escape, but there was no response. After he escaped by himself, he asked it to help him block the Thousand Threads Gu's detection, but there was no response. After he realized that Fang Tuo might be using some kind of method to heal him, he asked it to help him recover his ability to speak and communicate, but there was no response. Finally, he asked it to block his detection, but there was still no response.
He didn't know how many days and nights had passed. Fang Tuo washed his body as usual, changed him into a soft robe, and untied the ribbon that covered his eyes … Then, he placed his sword, robe, and spatial artifact in front of him one by one. Finally, he took out the artifact that restrained him from his shoulder.
Linno quietly watched the dragon-shaped jade nail leave his body with a few drops of blood. Then, he slapped the man who was about to open his mouth to speak.
The Departing Sword felt its master's call. It flew into Linno's palm with a joyous cry, and then slashed horizontally, leaving a deep wound on Fang Tuo's body.
Linno's face was calm, but his hands were merciless. He had cultivated for two thousand years, and this was the first time he had such a strong killing intent towards someone.
The system screamed in his mind, giving off an ear-piercing alarm. Linno sneered. Not to mention that he was some nuisance of a male lead, even if he was a celestial being or an immortal emperor, he would still chop him into minced meat today.
That battle lasted for three days and three nights. The surrounding hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers were turned into dust.
His power was restored, and even advanced by a realm. Fang Tuo, on the other hand, seemed to have consumed a lot of energy, and was not his opponent. However, when he gained the upper hand, Lin Ling-er came, and began to chatter incessantly.
She told him that he had been unconscious for hundreds of years. She told him that it was because Fang Tuo had given him a magical medicine that could freeze any injury that he was able to live until now. She told him that in these hundreds of years, Fang Tuo had brought him to countless secret realms, searching for countless elixirs in an attempt to heal his injuries … Finally, she told him that because his lifespan was nearing its end, Fang Tuo had no choice but to use the ancient divine object, the Thousand Threads Gu, that he had found after narrowly escaping death. Under the effect of the Gu, half of his cultivation was transferred to him. Only then was his injuries healed, and his realm increased to extend his lifespan. For this reason, Fang Tuo dropped an entire realm, and hundreds of years of cultivation went up in smoke …
Linno was so angry that he almost laughed. Did he have to thank the male lead for his selfless sacrifice?
But, did anyone ask him if he needed to sacrifice himself? Did anyone ask him if he was willing to use this method to survive?
He originally thought that his heavy injuries were still due to the failure of Nirvana, but it turned out that it was because of that "magical medicine", and even half of the Nirvana power in his body was absorbed by the male lead! Originally, he should have been cured, and obtained supreme talent, but now, he had been unconscious for hundreds of years. His foundation was damaged, and he had no hope of immortality. He also suffered such humiliation, and now he was supposed to be grateful?
His long sword swept, and both the male and female leads were involved in the attack. Since you are so noble, then you can die together!
However, in the end, he did not succeed, not because he was moved by Lin Ling-er's words, but because there was a thief in his house.
After the system failed to obstruct him, it actually shamelessly issued a mission to protect the male and female leads, and began to punish him with a "negative mission", and even tried to control his body.
At this time, he was ruthless, and even the system could not control him, but under the system's interference, Fang Tuo and Lin Ling-er escaped from his sword again and again.
At this time, Linno's body also began to show signs of abnormality. When others reached his realm, their spiritual energy would circulate endlessly, and not to mention three days and three nights, even three years would not be a problem. However, he was already showing signs of exhaustion, and with the system causing trouble, he could not kill them.
He stopped attacking, and pointed his long sword at the tottering male and female leads, forcing Fang Tuo to swear that he would never trigger the Thousand Threads Gu.
At that time, Fang Tuo used his pair of dark eyes to look at him gloomily, and after a long silence, he made a heart demon oath.
If he made a heart demon oath, he would be haunted by the heart demon during the tribulation, and he would have a slim chance of surviving.
In the end, Linno turned around and left without looking back. He did not ask Fang Tuo to remove the Thousand Threads Gu, because he knew that once that thing was planted, there was no possibility of removing it.
The Thousand Threads Gu was another golden finger that the author gave to the male lead, probably because the male lead's cultivation progress was too slow, so he fantasized about this thing. There was only one pair in the world, and it was the only divine item in the world that could allow people to advance quickly without any hidden dangers.
According to legend, this thing was refined by a powerful person in ancient times, so that his lover with low cultivation could share immortality with him. As long as the male and female Gu were consumed separately, when the spirit and flesh intertwined, both parties' cultivation, realm, aptitude, and so on could be shared. In addition, there were some small functions that could increase the couple's interest. For example, as long as the male Gu was moved, the other party's desire would soar, and they would be unable to control themselves. For example, if both parties were connected, they could sense each other's location. For example, if one party was aroused during intercourse, the other party would also be unable to control themselves, and so on.
Unfortunately, this thing was too difficult to refine, and his lover died before he could complete it, so this thing was left behind.
In the original work, the male lead fell into a lost ancient land and was seriously injured. He met a "Goddess" who had lived for tens of thousands of years and had amazing cultivation. The Goddess recognized him as her lover in her previous life. In order to save him, she gave him the Thousand Threads Gu and dual cultivated with him, and gave him half of her cultivation.
In fact, although the female lead of this novel was Lin Ling-er in name, the only one who really had a physical relationship with the male lead was the short-lived Goddess.
But now, the Goddess was nowhere to be found, and the ones who planted the Thousand Threads Gu inexplicably became him and Fang Tuo.
Linno wished he could drag out the unscrupulous author and strangle him to death. The matter between men and women was an exchange of body fluid. If you don't understand, go back and ask your biology teacher. Why are you writing this nonsense!
If he had known earlier that Fang Tuo, this lunatic, would do the same thing, he would have killed him the last time they met! It wasn't that he didn't have a chance!
Ever since the battle with Fang Tuo, Linno avoided Fang Tuo. But four hundred years ago, he still met him once, and it was him who bumped into him.
Four hundred years ago, Linno, who had nothing to do, accidentally drifted a little too far away and lost his direction, so he activated the formation plate again. His formation plate was set to teleport him to his own secret nest, which was the place where he was preparing to undergo nirvana. He hadn't been back for a long time, but this time, when he opened his eyes, he saw Fang Tuo occupying his nest.
But Fang Tuo didn't see him, and Fang Tuo was dying.
In the original work, this jade slip was also given to Fang Tuo by the original owner. But it was thrown to him as an insult to let him see the distance between him and Lin Ling-er after the marriage was broken. But how could the basic cultivation method arranged by the author for the male lead really be trash? So, the male lead began to come into contact with the cultivation world and slowly began to rise.
Linno wasn't the original owner. He wasn't an arrogant person, let alone facing the male lead who would sweep through the eight wastelands in the future. But he didn't have any intention of pleasing him, so he casually gave him the jade slip.
Letting Fang Tuo die holding on to the thing he gave him, Linno felt very uncomfortable, so he took out the jade slip.
But as soon as his hand touched the jade slip, a passage of words floated out.
It didn't raise its head, nor did it sign off. It only used a flat tone to tell him that the iron plate around his neck was actually a spatial artifact, and some of the elixirs inside could be used to refine the Bone Changing Pill, which was good for his injuries, so he shouldn't casually sell it. The map hidden in the black box was a secret area in the endless sea. It was said that there was a Life Extension Fruit there, but it was very dangerous inside, so he shouldn't try it if he wasn't confident. Three years later, there would be an auction at the Bay Pavilion. The spirit stones he had saved up should be enough to buy a Fortune Pill, so he shouldn't forget to go and take a look. The spiritual milk in the purple gourd could restore all the spiritual energy in his body with a sip, so he wouldn't have to worry about running out of spiritual energy when fighting with others.
Linno didn't finish reading. His fingertips slightly exerted force, and the jade slip turned into powder. He waved his hand and scattered it.
Then he sneered.
He never understood why Fang Tuo would do such a thing to him. The Fang Tuo he knew in the novel wasn't casual about the matters between men and women. Although he clearly distinguished kindness and hatred, no matter how big a favor was, he would never repay it with his own body. Even if he was injured because of him, Fang Tuo shouldn't have done that. Now it seemed that although he didn't know the reason, Fang Tuo might like him.
But so what if he liked him? Just because he liked him, he could do whatever he wanted regardless of other people's wishes.
Maybe at the beginning, he was unconscious, so Fang Tuo couldn't ask for his opinion. But later, he woke up. He remembered very clearly that Fang Tuo never explained anything to him, and never asked if he was willing or not. No matter how much he tried to resist, she never stopped assaulting him.
Linno sneered. This kind of love without any respect, was it worthy of being called love?
He and Fang Tuo had only met a few times, and spoke less than ten sentences. He knew very well that he didn't love Fang Tuo, and disdained Fang Tuo's so-called love for him.
Linno didn't take his spatial artifact, nor did he leave. He sat down on the ground and began to drink jar after jar of wine, waiting for Fang Tuo to stop breathing so that he could get him out of his room.
He didn't want to save him, and even if he wanted to, he couldn't. Fang Tuo's injuries were more serious than his. It was already a miracle that he was still breathing.
The wine jars on the ground gradually increased, but Fang Tuo wasn't dead yet. Instead, a special aura spread out from his body.
The drunk Linno felt the pull of the aura, turned his head, and sneered. Should I say, as expected of the male lead? For a genuine Lin family member with the Phoenix bloodline like them, it would take tens of thousands of years for one to have the potential of Nirvana to appear. But the male lead, after absorbing half of his Nirvana power, actually began to rise from the ashes.
But that was it. Not to mention that it was only half of the Nirvana power, Fang Tuo didn't have the Phoenix bloodline in his body. The Nirvana power was like water without a source, a tree without roots. It was possible to rise from the ashes, but it was impossible to rise from the ashes.
Linno glanced at him, then turned his head and continued to drink his wine. However, the Nirvana power in his body began to stir, echoing with the two on Fang Tuo's body, almost coming out of his body. It was the same on Fang Tuo's body. It seemed that as long as he beckoned with his finger, it would fly back to his body.
Linno, who was originally just watching from the sidelines, was faced with a choice. He could either summon the Nirvana power in Fang Tuo's body back. Fang Tuo would inevitably die, but he could possibly completely heal the injuries on his body. Or he could sacrifice himself and help Fang Tuo rise from the ashes and save his life. Or he could just watch like this, letting the one who deserved to die die, and the one who deserved to be injured be injured.
Linno drank his wine in big gulps, a little regretful that he didn't just leave. He suddenly felt that the dying Fang Tuo sitting on the ground was such an eyesore.
Now, a hundred years had passed since that incident. Although he still felt disgusted with Fang Tuo, his killing intent had long disappeared.
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