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Linno drank as if he was pouring wine,
After a while, half of the jar went down, and a small half of it spilled on his chin, neck, and clothes, showing a mess. It wasn't that he deliberately pretended to be forthright,
It was that the mouth of the jar was too big,
It wasn't easy to pour every drop into his mouth.
He had just added a lot of wounds to his body, and the burning knife was a little stinging on them. However, Linno and the system had been in love and killing each other for hundreds of years,
His nerves were extremely thick, and the thing he was least afraid of was this kind of pure pain — the strong wine washed the wounds,
This kind of pain that made ordinary people cry for their parents,
For Linno, was like scratching an itch.
He didn't care,
Fang Tuo felt uncomfortable watching,
But he didn't say anything,
But the corners of his lips pursed even tighter.
Linno took another sip, took a deep breath, and finally turned to look at Fang Tuo for the first time. "What's the matter?"
Fang Tuo said in a deep voice, "There are still two months … It's your birthday."
Linno laughed self-deprecatingly. "So you're here to celebrate my birthday?"
Fang Tuo was silent.
Linno exhaled and said, "It doesn't matter if you're here to celebrate my birthday,
Or to send me off. I thank you. "
This was an 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 he leveled up, he would unlock the lock,
He would add to his lifespan,
When the day came,
He couldn't even live a day longer. Therefore, cultivators were like dogs chasing after dogs, desperately cultivating and cultivating. Their lives were not as pure as ordinary people's.
However, Linno didn't have this problem. His injuries directly made him unable to level up, and he withdrew from this long-distance race between life and time.
There were still two months. It was both his birthday and his death day.
Fang Tuo was silent for a moment before he opened his mouth and said in a dim voice, "I couldn't get the life-prolonging fruit."
Linno took another sip in annoyance. "I've lived enough for more than three thousand years. What longevity? "
"I won't let you die."
Linno held his breath. His hand that was holding the wine jar paused for a moment. He said, "It's not your first time cultivating. The path of cultivation has always been narrower and narrower, and the people by your side have always been fewer and fewer …"
"… I'm currently at the Demigod Stage."
Linno's face instantly turned pale, and the hand holding the wine jar began to tremble. In the end, he flew into a rage and heavily smashed the wine jar on the cliff beside Fang Tuo's face. He said sternly, "Fang Tuo, what the hell have I done wrong to you?!"
He no longer held any hope. With this person's character, how could he break his oath and activate the Thousand Threads Gu to find him just to collect his corpse?
"I'm sorry." Fang Tuo closed his eyes. "I'm sorry."
In the next moment, the world turned upside down. The difference 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!"
"Fight you to the death?" Fang Tuo laughed at himself and said, "Fine, then let's fight to the death!"
Linno didn't speak anymore. Destructive spiritual energy gathered at his heart meridian. Fang Tuo pursed his lips, and 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 midair, 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 black silk in an instant.
Linno pursed his lips. His gaze somewhat lazily passed through the black silk and looked 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 for nirvana in his secret cave residence. 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 is wrong!
Linno's heart was cold and somewhat 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 in his body.
He didn't reject physical intercourse, but the premise was that both parties were in love and had to be willing to do it!
He bit his tongue and barely regained 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 of the room.
He ran around without distinguishing between east and west. The first person he saw was the female lead, Lin Ling-er. Linno fell to the ground. He thought that 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 position, 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, 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, but there was no response. Finally, he asked it to block his detection, but there was still no response.
God knows how many days and nights 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, magic robe, spatial magic tool one by one in front of him. Finally, he took out the magic tool that restrained him from his shoulder.
Linno quietly looked at the dragon-shaped jade nail on his shoulder leaving his body with a few drops of blood. Then, he slapped the man who was about to open his mouth to say the first word.
The Departing Sword felt its master's call. It flew into Linno's palm with a happy cry, and then slashed horizontally, leaving a deep wound on Fang Tuo's body.
Linno's face was calm, but his hand did not show any mercy. In his two thousand years of cultivation, this was the first time he had such a strong killing intent towards a person.
The system screamed in his mind, giving off an ear-piercing alarm. Linno sneered. Not to mention that he was some kind of male lead, even if he was a god, 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 to dust.
His power was fully recovered, and even increased by a realm. On the other hand, Fang Tuo 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.
She told him that he had been in a coma for hundreds of years. She told him that it was because Fang Tuo gave 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 he able to heal his injuries, increase his realm, and prolong his lifespan. For this reason, Fang Tuo dropped a 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". Even half of the Nirvana power in his body was absorbed by the male lead! He should have been able to recover and obtain supreme talent, but now he had been in a coma for hundreds of years. His foundation was damaged, and there was no hope for immortality. He had also suffered such humiliation, and now he was supposed to be grateful?
He swept his sword, and the male lead and female lead were both involved in the attack. Since you are so noble, then you should die together!
However, in the end, he did not succeed. It was 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 stop him, it actually shamelessly issued a mission to protect the male lead and female lead, and began to punish him with a "negative mission". It also tried to control his body.
He was now ruthless, and even the system could not control him. However, under the system's interference, Fang Tuo and Lin Ling-er escaped from his sword again and again.
At this moment, Linno's body also began to show signs of abnormality. When others reached his realm, their spiritual energy would circulate endlessly. Not to mention three days and three nights, even three years would not be a problem. However, he was already showing signs of exhaustion. With the system causing trouble, it was impossible for him to kill them.
He stopped attacking, and pointed his sword at the tottering male and female lead, forcing Fang Tuo to swear that he would never trigger the Thousand Threads Gu poison.
At that time, Fang Tuo used his pair of dark eyes to look at him gloomily. After a long silence, he made a heart demon oath.
A heart demon oath, if the person who violated the oath would be haunted by the heart demon during the tribulation, nine out of ten would die.
In the end, Linno turned 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 way to remove it.
The Thousand Threads Gu was another golden finger that the author gave to the male lead. He probably thought that 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.
It was said that this thing was refined by a powerful person in ancient times, so that his sweetheart with low cultivation could share immortality with him. As long as the male and female Gu were consumed separately, when their spirit and flesh intertwined, they could share their cultivation, realm, aptitude, and so on. In addition, there were some small functions that increased 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 the two 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.
It was a pity that this thing was too difficult to refine. His lover died before he could finish, 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. She also 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 did you write this nonsense!
If he had known that this lunatic Fang Tuo 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 had prepared 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. Fang Tuo was about to die.
Qin Song, who thought he could get out of prison, was awakened by the itchiness all over his body. He subconsciously reached out to scratch his wrist, but his wrist was tightened again, and he heard the sound of iron chains clanking again.
Was he killed again?
Qin Song opened his eyes and saw the bed ceiling, which was exquisitely carved with patterns, and the layers of bed curtains. He was lying on the bed, refreshed. His wounds had been treated, and his body had been washed. Even his hair emitted the fragrance of locust.
If his wrists weren't chained to the head of the bed, this treatment could be considered pretty good.
"Young master, you're awake?" A petite girl with a round face and big eyes entered the room with a bowl of medicine. She smiled and said, "The doctor also said that you should wake up around this time, so this servant went to boil some medicine. Oh right, young master can call this servant Little Peach. "
She put down the bowl of medicine and pushed Qin Song's head higher. She said, "Young master had a fever last night, so this is the medicine prescribed by the doctor. Come, this servant will feed you. "
It was currently the cold of spring. Qin Song was tossed around in his thin clothes for so long, and he was even splashed with water. It would be strange if he didn't fall sick. He frowned and asked, "Where is this place?"
Little Peach said in astonishment, "This is the palace. Young master, you don't know? Oh right, young master was sick last night and was in a daze … "
She smiled sweetly and said, "Yesterday, the king personally arranged for you. Young master, please be sure to treat your injuries … This servant has been here for three or four years, but I've never seen the king so attentive to anyone!"
Qin Song didn't comment and drank two mouthfuls from Little Peach's hand. He frowned. She fed him two mouthfuls with a small spoon, and she even had to wipe the corner of his mouth. How long was she going to feed him? He'd rather be held by the neck and forced to drink medicine like this.
Just as he was about to ask for a different method, Little Peach saw his frown and her eyes turned red. She said in a panic, "I, I'm sorry, it's all this servant's fault, this servant …"
Before she could finish speaking, a soft laugh came from outside the door. It was actually somewhat doting. "What, you've just woken up and you're already throwing a tantrum?"
Qin Song immediately felt his hair stand on end.
Qin Yue, dressed in a black robe, pushed open the door and entered. He sat beside his bed and said, "Do you want this humble one to feed you personally?"
Qin Song pulled at the iron chain on his wrist and said with a smile that wasn't a smile, "I prefer to drink it myself."
Qin Yue picked up the bowl of medicine and gently stirred it. He said lightly, "A person should be content with what they have, don't you think so?"
Qin Song didn't say anything. Qin Yue stretched out the spoon and he opened his mouth to take it. He wanted to see if he would be the first to get impatient from drinking, or if the other person would be the first to get impatient from feeding.
Qin Yue had never taken care of anyone in his life. After feeding him three or four times, he saw that the medicine in the bowl only dropped a little. He was a little irritated, but when he saw that the youth was calm and unruffled, as if he had already expected him to be like this, he snorted coldly and continued.
The two of them didn't say anything and drank the bowl of medicine as if they were competing with each other. Qin Song didn't have any taste in his mouth, and Qin Yue also felt that the hand holding the small spoon was stiff.
Little Peach was the only one who stared blankly. The king treats my young master so well!
When he finally finished drinking, Qin Song breathed a sigh of relief. But when he turned around, he saw Qin Yue stretch out his finger to wipe the corner of his mouth. He turned his head away in disgust.
"Are you still angry?" Qin Yue smiled good-naturedly and raised his chin to indicate, "It's dipped in the medicine."
Qin Song couldn't be counted on, and he didn't want to trouble Qin Yue. He simply stuck out the tip of his tongue and gently licked it.
The action of sticking out one's tongue wasn't something that everyone looked good doing. Children sticking out their tongues were extremely cute, but if it was a fat and wide tongue, it would only make people lose their appetite.
But the tip of the youth's tongue was thin and small, and its color was pink and tender. When it deftly licked the tender and soft lips, it left behind an enticing luster … Qin Yue suddenly felt that his breathing was somewhat irregular.
Qin Song tilted his face and turned the thin gauze covering his wound to Qin Yue. If he didn't know his place, he would have kicked him. How could there be such a beast in the world who would be in heat at any time and place?!
Didn't they say that he collected all kinds of beauties in the palace? Why did he look like he would be in heat at the sight of a sow?!
Qin Yue frowned and took the tea offered by Little Peach. He slowly drank it and said, "This humble one has asked a godly doctor to take a look at your injury. Although I don't dare to say that it will completely disappear, it won't be a problem to treat most of it. It's just that the medicine is extremely numb and itchy. I'm afraid that you'll accidentally touch it, so I'm temporarily restricting your movements. When you're better, I'll let you go. Don't think too much. "
How could Qin Song not hear the threat in Qin Yue's words?
The injury on his face couldn't protect him for the rest of his life. Even if it couldn't be cured, as long as he could appear in front of people alive and kicking, this matter would naturally be considered over. As for what would happen in the future, wouldn't it be up to Qin Yue to decide? Not to mention anything else, if he were to be placed in the palace like this and put on a show of pampering, who would believe that he was innocent? The scholars of the world would no longer see him as one of their own. In the future, no matter what Qin Yue did to him, no one would stand up for him.
Qin Song sneered and said, "Your Majesty is so busy every day, yet you still have to worry about the trivial injury of a foreign official. It's really hard on you."
You're the dignified ruler of the most powerful country in the world, yet you've wronged yourself to put on a show of gentleness just to frame me, a follower of a country's hostage who has no weight to the world. You really have too much time on your hands.
After the scene in the prison, no matter what he said, Qin Yue would always think about it in his mind. He almost immediately understood what he meant. His expression became slightly serious. Recently, he seemed to have put too much thought into this young man, and he didn't have the mood to amuse himself like he did in the past.
Seeing this, Qin Song smiled faintly and said, "I don't know if Your Majesty has ever heard of a saying — if you tell a lie a thousand times, even you will believe it to be true. Your Majesty, please don't overdo your acting and become a joke."
Qin Yue said, "I'm willing to act with you. Shouldn't you be ecstatic?"
Wasn't this the reason why they, the so-called hostages, traveled thousands of miles to Western Qin?
Qin Song also didn't understand why he would suddenly run to Daqin. He pursed his lips and didn't say anything else.
Qin Yue stood up and said, "I still have government affairs. I'll come see you tomorrow."
He then said, "If there's anything you want to eat or play, just say it. Even if the palace doesn't have it, I'll send someone to find it for you outside."
Qin Song didn't reply, and Qin Yue didn't care. He turned and left.
After sending off Qin Yue, Little Peach patted her chest and finally felt alive. She said enviously, "Young master, the king is really good to you. Please don't fight with the king anymore …"
Qin Song's face darkened and he didn't say anything. Little Peach hurriedly closed her mouth and said, "This servant will bring you porridge."
*****
Qin Yue, who said he would come tomorrow, didn't show up for several days. Qin Song was happy with the peace and quiet. He ordered Little Peach to find some miscellaneous books for him to read. However, the iron chain around his wrist was too tight, so he could only sit and lie down, and let Little Peach help him flip through the books. Qin Song became impatient after reading for half an hour. He asked Little Peach to find him a literate person to read.
Little Peach hesitated for a long time before she gathered her courage and reported it. A literate person would be an amazing person. How could they read for someone, especially someone of such status?
However, Qin Yue's words still counted. Not long after, a literate maidservant was sent over. However, the maidservant's voice was gentle and calm. Qin Song often fell asleep while listening.
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